My villain in the book is not cute

Chapter 68

A group of people started picking crescent cotton at noon. After all, there were many people and the speed was fast. After working for half an afternoon, they almost finished picking the crescent cotton in the whole mountain.

The sky suddenly became a bit dark, and a large cloud of dark clouds gathered on the top of Crescent Moon Mountain, like the brush and ink in a landscape painting, there seemed to be signs of rain.

A disciple shouted in the mountains: "It's going to rain! Be quicker!"

His voice used spiritual energy to spread further.When everyone heard this, they immediately accelerated the speed of picking cotton, but they didn't notice the slight tremor of the ground under their feet.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and a large expanse of ink-splashed black was like a soldier passing through the border, making everyone feel palpitations and seemed to be out of breath.

When everyone packed the last load of cotton and was about to go back, they suddenly felt the ground shaking violently.

Some disciples who were still walking in the mountains had a sudden change of expression, staggered twice and almost fell, the ground shook more and more violently, and there were even signs of cracks, and a sinister aura floated out from the gaps in the soil, floating in the air, surrounding With those disciples.They were almost unable to stand steadily in the mountains, and they didn't know what happened, so they panicked for a while.

"what happened?!"

"Crescent Mountain is splitting!!"

"I, I can't stand! Something is coming out!"

Yu Louqi and most of his disciples have already gone down the mountain, and there are still a dozen or so disciples in the mountain who have not been able to come down in time.

The disciples at the bottom of the mountain naturally noticed such a big battle, and raised their heads in a daze.

Fierce flames and golden lights flashed among the dark clouds, as if a ferocious and distorted face was sandwiched between them. Under the dark and terrifying sky, the soil of Crescent Moon Mountain burst open in succession, spreading like hideous scars like a knife and an axe. Split up.

There seemed to be a huge thing hidden underground, the hills suddenly bulged, the soil was broken and scattered everywhere, dust and dust were flying, and thick smoke and rubble were rolling in.

Amidst the screams of the disciples and the rumbling sound of the soil being propped up, suddenly a frightening golden lightning flashed down from the sky swiftly, slamming the golden electric current and striking the tall drum with mysterious power. Cracked Hill!
"boom--!!"

"careful!"

A purple shadow and white stripes flashed past, and the robes stirred up a strong wind. In just an instant, several disciples who were still on the hill were brought back to the foot of the mountain, which was supposed to be safer.

It's Qianfandu.

He was dressed in purple, with an awe-inspiring righteousness between his brows, his lips tightly pursed, and what he was holding in his hand was the white stripe that had just flashed by just now, a brush-like magic weapon that he often shrunk and pinned behind his ear—— Whisk marks.

The few disciples just now were all rescued by Qian Fandu with his extremely fast body skills and his flicking. At this moment, the disciples knew that their lives were almost in danger, and they had lingering fears after the catastrophe. Qian Fandu thanked him, and his affection for Qian Fandu increased even more.

"You're welcome, withdraw quickly..."

Before Qian Fandu could say "retire", someone in the mountains suddenly screamed: "Save...save me! There's still me!!"

Hearing the sound, Qian Fandu suddenly turned his head, but saw a very horrifying scene.

There was a huge hole in the mountain, and a giant ghost roared and broke through the ground.

The ghost is moon-white all over, and the whole body has only a huge skeleton, which creaks and creaks at the slightest movement. There are countless mottled red marks bubbling with black air, and it is crawling, with red light shining in the empty eye holes. It seems to have a human face and a beast body when it was alive.

Qian Fandu squinted his eyes, looked at the bone ghost with red marks on his body, his expression was a bit serious, and he tightened the fur marks in his hand, "This is... the thousand-year-old moon bone monster..."

(End of this chapter)