"How come?"

Ning Xianyu is a cultivator. How could a cultivator be drowned?

She was a monk, how could she die like this?

Impossible, impossible.

At this time, Su Yun'er stopped her flying magic weapon beside him.

Her flying magic weapon was very large, and it was now filled with mountain people.

Su Yun'er said, "Senior Xuanyuan, Qingxu Mountain is gone. I want to send these people to the nearest land. Could you please help transport some of them as well?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Ning Xianyu lying there motionless, and it was obvious that she had no breath of life.

"What happened to Senior Ning?"

It’s only been a short while since we last met, how could such a big thing happen?

Xuanyuan Tunhan looked over coldly: "What did you just say?"

Su Yun'er hesitated and said, "What happened to Senior Ning?"

"Previous sentence."

"The previous sentence said that I will send these mountain people to the nearest land..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xuanyuan Tunhan drop the flying magic weapon and run away with Ning Xianyu.

Su Yun'er was confused and just thought that with Ancestor Xuanyuan around, Ning Xianyu would definitely be fine.

Xuanyuan Tunhan left behind her flying magic weapon, which was just enough to carry more people. She called on the mountain people who were still floating on the sea and could not fly to come up.

Now that Qingxu Mountain is gone, they have to find another place to live.

As the leader of a sect, Su Yun'er couldn't just sit back and watch, so she took over the matter directly.

Ling Xiao and Ling Shuang also helped and guided everyone out.

Yueshi failed to catch up with his brother and returned in a daze. When he saw that Qingxu Mountain was gone, he felt relieved.

He cursed a few words and then joined in helping.

Xuanyuan Tunhan took Ning Xianyu to find a piece of land as quickly as possible, and then found a particularly dry place.

He buried Ning Xianyu in the soil, leaving only her face and ears exposed.

"Hope this helps!"