Chapter 289: Mud Mountain

The mud hill slowly rises, and the mud swamp next to it continues to dent, gradually revealing the outline of a person.

This terrifying sight made Yanli take a step back in fright, and Ling Shengxue grabbed her.

"Don't panic."

Everyone drew their weapons and looked vigilantly at the rising mud mountain figure.

"Xiao Yi, you're here."

Although the voice was dull, Yi Chaosheng could still hear that it was the voice of the island owner Qin Sword Demon.

"Owner, what's going on?" Yi Chaosheng pointed to the devastated eyes.

"As you know, today is the day of this tribulation."

"And why did these people die? And those vats in your retreat, Lord...... What's going on with those old bosses? ”

"You're questioning this seat?"

"Don't dare! We are ordered by the Lord of the Martial Arts Alliance to go to the island......"

Before Yi Chaosheng could finish speaking, the Qin Sword Demon had already interrupted him: "What martial arts alliance master, in front of this seat is just a clown jumping beam." ”

Yi Chaosheng paused for a moment, and then said, "Then, can the island owner release those old masters in the secret room?" ”

"They? Hahahaha......" The figure in the mud mountain made a creepy sound, "they are already dead." ”

"You talk nonsense!" Nan Zhixuan jumped out, "My grandfather obviously came out to save me just now, he didn't die at all, you want to hurt him and asked me first!" ”

"Nan Zhixuan! Don't mess around! Ling Weihan grabbed her! This Nan Zhixuan is ridiculously naΓ―ve, she actually dares to jump in front of the Qin Sword Demon, doesn't she know how terrifying the Qin Sword Demon used to be?!

"Who is this little ant?"

"She is the great-granddaughter of Nantong Sheng, the old owner of Mingyue Villa." Yi Chaosheng Road.

"Oh-Nanjia, although the spiritual power of Nantong Saint is humble, it is not bad for me."

"What are you talking about?!" Nan Zhixuan clenched her fists.

"Say that you are an ant, your Nan family is a group of ants in the eyes of this seat."

"You! Nonsense! Nan Zhixuan suddenly pulled out her saber and flew towards the mud mountain.

"Be careful!"

Everyone wanted to pull her, but it was too late. The Qin Sword Demon didn't dodge at all, and let her stab in motionlessly, and the mud mountain wrapped her in slowly and gently, and Nan Zhixuan didn't even have time to make a shout.

She was just drowned in the mud mountain.

"Nan Zhixuan !!" Smoke shouted.

The Qin Sword Demon didn't seem to care about the mood fluctuations of the people in front of him, he raised his head slightly to look at the dim sky, the moon was about to rise overhead.

"The hour is coming."

"What hour?"

"He's talking about the hour of the tribulation." Ling Shengxue said in Yanli's ear.

"Isn't it scary? I heard that during the catastrophe, the sky was thundering, and people and animals within a radius of miles would be burned to charcoal. Yanli was a little frightened, and pulled Ling Shengxue's sleeve, "We are on the island, don't we have nowhere to hide?" ”

At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and in an instant the moon was tightly covered, and the surroundings became a vast darkness, and I couldn't see my five fingers.

"Oops!" Yanli snorted softly, she was really afraid of the dark.

When Yanli was trembling, she felt a pair of gentle hands that took her into her arms, and smelled the fragrance of the blue grass, and she instantly calmed down, this was Ling Shengxue's embrace.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." A familiar voice in my ears.

"Hmm." She nodded.

With her brother here, she is really not afraid.

The thunder sounded far away, and the ground under his feet seemed to tremble, and Yanli was almost unsteady on his feet, so he could only hold Ling Shengxue's arm tightly.