Chapter 170: Reappearance of disciple

Seeing that the huge waves formed by the mud behind them were almost close to their backs, the horror sound roared endlessly, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.
Everyone witnessed this scene, and they looked pale.
this moment.
Their group was so small before the tide of horrible mud.
They finally understood that Qin Yu told them about some of the cultivation knowledge.
Cultivation originates from nature, because the power of nature is infinite.
Behind them is a wave of mud, which is powerful enough to kill all practitioners.
Even if you cultivate for the sky, once you get involved in it, you may be too fierce.
The moment the crisis came.
The crowd made an immediate decision, almost three or five of them huddled together, and then inspired Qin Yu to leave them a flying rune, and turned into a gold mang flying away.
About an hour later.
The entire giant mud pit disappeared in front of everyone.
Even the extra mud poured into the depths of the death swamp, forming a mud lake.
The original colorful palace on the sky, however, has long disappeared.
Everyone looked at each other directly, and no one spoke.
After all, they have just experienced a life and death, and their ups and downs have not had time to calm down.
Fortunately, Qin Yu left a few flying amulets when they left.
I can't bear it at this moment, I'm afraid they are already ‘Smile with Jiuquan’!
"Brother Lu Ming, this is where the loud momentum came just now, hey, there are people there!"
Just when Luo Yi and others hadn't reacted to the shock, a group of people suddenly appeared behind them, with a total number of more than 20 people.
Headed by a half-step young man in black.
This man's name was Lu Ming. He was Chen Feng's elder brother and a personal disciple of Danmen's outside deacon.
He headed to the death swamp to investigate here.
What just didn't make them realize that they didn't even see a mud pit after walking for a few days, not to mention the legendary island like a paradise.
Instead, I saw a lot of mud lakes, and a group of low-quality practitioners.
As for those of my colleagues who have lost contact with each other, it seems like the world has evaporated, and there is no way to contact them.
Looking at the massive mud lake in front of him, Lu Ming's subconscious brows frowned slightly.
He always feels that these muddy lakes that give people a sense of contradiction have a great connection with Fang Cai's sound that sounds stuffy.
His eyes immediately shifted to Luo Yi and others, and when he made a mistake, he immediately flew over.
The coercion and momentum of the half-step questioning situation suddenly erupted from his body, crushing the past towards Luo Yi and others.
The meeting was a disincentive, overbearing, and overwhelmed.
"Who are you, but have you ever met Danmen's disciples?"
Lu Ming glanced at them with a low glance, asking Shen Shen.
As soon as the words came out, everyone's heart shook and they looked at each other.
Luo Yi took the lead in responding, straightened his chest, and asked loudly, "Danmen? What is Danmen, we don't know!"
"Huh, Brother Lu Ming, he's lying!"
Luo Yi's words were only exited. A young man in gray clothes who followed Lu Ming said so coldly, looking at Luo Yi's eyes, full of ridicule.
As a cultivator, I didn't know Danmen?
This is obviously lying!