In the distance, there was yellow sand all over the sky, and three giant windstorms were rotating, stirring the thick clouds in the sky. The black thick clouds were surging, and lightning flashed in the clouds, turning into a vast flood dragon. It looked majestic and at the same time, it revealed the killing intent of God.
While cursing silently, Locke reacted quickly and ran in the opposite direction of the storm decisively.
However, in less than half an hour, the storm still caught up. The sand hit on his face, making him feel a sting like being cut by a knife.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"
There seemed to be countless tentacles on the ground, tightly wrapping around Locke's feet, making him need to spend a lot of physical strength for every step.
Gritting his teeth, Locke continued to walk against the wind stones. A few minutes later, the storm became more powerful, as if it was going to tear people apart.
Boom!
Under the impact of the storm, the ground shook even more violently.