Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 217
"Third-order monster."

With a sudden tightening of his heart, Chen Ping immediately released a ray of divine thought, which entangled the child-mother fierce sword and the golden spear sky-breaking talisman in the storage ring.

This kind of monster consciousness is extremely condensed, and it is definitely not something that can be achieved in the early or middle stage, at least it is a third-order monster above the late stage.

Its specific cultivation level cannot be judged because the gap is too large.

If it really came for the Canglang, the monks on this spirit ship would soon face extinction.

Even Chen Ping didn't think he had any chance of surviving.

He vainly tried to escape, but when the demon king was distracted from slaughtering other monks, he could directly use Moluo Blood Explosion and Shadow Escape Step to escape thousands or tens of thousands of miles before he escaped from the death situation.

But the premise is that the demon king will not chase him and attack, otherwise all struggles will be in vain.

"Why is there a demon king here?"

Chen Ping felt incredible while his heart beat faster.

Every hundred years, the Lantern Sect organizes monks to eliminate monsters on a regular basis.

The focus is to deal with the third-order monsters that are comparable to the Yuandan realm of the human race.

For thousands of years, there have been very few third-order monsters in the sea area commanded by Lanyuezong.

In addition, the Canglang is currently less than [-] miles away from Wangqin Island, which is considered the inland sea area of ​​the human race.

The big demon has already matured in mind, how could he attack the spirit ship on Wangqin Island so blatantly?

Chen Ping exhaled worriedly, and forcibly calmed down his tense emotions.

After the huge monster consciousness swept around the Canglang, it receded like a tide.

For a while, he couldn't tell the reason for the demon king's visit, so it's better to just wait and see how it changes.

On the spirit ship, there are two monks with strong backgrounds, Shen Wanwan and Tang Lilin. If the Demon King has other goals, they should also come forward to negotiate.

"huhu"

Outside the window, there were bursts of waves like howling ghosts and wolves, rolling and howling.

Wave after wave continued to come in and hit the spirit ship, making a roar of earth-shattering and earth-shattering sounds, spraying snow-white foam, and the blossoms seemed like endless jade springs.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, knowing that this was the prelude to the big monster's appearance.

He suppressed his spiritual sense, explored around the nearby stone room, and found that several of the same level of foundation building had quietly opened a window gap, and cast their eyes on the sea far away.

Seeing this, Chen Ping retreated to the corner of the wall, and then with a wave of his hand, a small hole the size of a tooth appeared on the stone wall.

He gathered his eyes and looked at the outside world through the small hole.

In front of the third-order monsters, he absolutely dare not use the power of divine sense, lest he be misunderstood by them.

I saw that the sea surface more than ten miles away was churning violently, like a pool of boiling hot water, suddenly a monstrous huge wave rolled out from the sea surface and rushed straight into the sky.

The dark green sea water is like a thousand galloping horses, charging into battle with astonishing momentum.

The wave split nearly fifty feet, rolled up the sea water as high as a city wall, covering the sky and the sun, and even temporarily blocked the light.

At the very top of the wave, a dazzling silver light shone brightly. The next moment, the brilliance dispersed, and a giant beast suddenly showed its real body.

This is a toad monster whose whole body is as black as ink and whose eyes are as red as lanterns. It is fifteen to six feet long and its limbs are extremely thick. At first glance, it looks like a beam of a palace.

What makes one's scalp tingling is that there are densely packed, thousands of strange purple eyes on the back of this monster. When they opened and closed, the icy eyes from all directions shot at Canglang's head in unison. where.

"boom!"

Swept by a bone-chilling gaze, Chen Ping's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly felt extremely painful, and [-]% of his soul power was instantly melted away. Shocked, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Not looking at Ziyan, Chen Fangfang felt a little more comfortable. He already knew where the great monster who intercepted the spirit ship was following.

The blood of the sky demon, the thousand-eyed ancient toad!

Even in the ranking of all the bloodlines of the sky demon, it is a little bit better than the black fire crow, and it is recognized as a monster that is infinitely close to the bloodline of the holy demon.

In ancient times, Shenchan's prestige was resounding, and he was a giant monster that reached the sky and went hand in hand with the real dragon.

And this thousand-eyed ancient toad is one of the descendants of the divine toad.

Although there are only a handful of toads of the same family that can stabilize its head, it cannot be denied that in the remote and remote cultivation world of the Yuanyan Islands, a thousand-eyed ancient toad at the peak of the third rank can almost be rated as an invincible opponent below the golden core. up.

"The disaster is serious."

Chen Ping's brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was gloomy.

All the purple eyes on the back of this ancient toad were opened, obviously it had awakened its innate supernatural powers.

According to the records of the Wan Yao Bloodline List, the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad can release a spell similar to the attack of the soul.

Just like just now, the unintentional glance in the purple eyes cut off [-]% of his soul power.

Once Gu Chan recognizes him to cast spells, he is afraid that his sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered immediately, and there is no more life to speak of.

"Junior Shen Wanwan has seen Master Toad!"

Suddenly, a clear sound came from the cabin of the pagoda, the sound was so clear and sweet that Chen Ping was stunned when he heard it, followed by a trace of ecstasy on his face.

The owner of this voice was Shen Wanwan.

She actually knew this Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad, and even called her Master Uncle. Could it be the great guardian demon of Lanyue Sect?

"Quack quack quack."

The toad on the top of the waves raised its head and sent a sound transmission to Shen Wanwan.

After a few breaths, Shen Wanwan's voice sounded again: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic, Master Toad is the guardian spirit beast of my Lanyue Sect. This time, it has been ordered by the ancestor to clear the nearby sea area of ​​harmful objects. A swarm of mosquito monsters that is a great threat to my human race just happened to meet us on the way back to the clan."

"call!"

After hearing these words, Chen Ping relaxed, and his mood rose from the abyss to the clouds.

What a turn of events!

Chen Ping's thoughts moved slightly, and his kung fu was running rapidly, drying the wet cold sweat.

Although he couldn't see the expressions of the other monks, he wanted to be the same as him, grateful for his narrow escape.

"The real body of my senior Yuelan Sect is here, why are you fellow Taoists still huddled in the cabin?"

Shen Wanwan's voice was full of dissatisfaction, and the water-like spiritual power spread throughout the Canglang.

"It's not that simple."

Chen Ping frowned, carefully observing the reactions of the monks who lived in the next room.

It wasn't until one after another breaths flew out of the cabin that Chen Ping cautiously opened the restraint and followed slowly.

When he approached the deck of the spirit ship, more than 100 monks had gathered here.

"Friend Ye."

Seeing Chen Ping, Ding Mingyang, who was a few steps earlier, said with his mouth.

Chen Ping nodded slightly at him, and the eyes they exchanged were full of signs of survival after disaster.

After a short ten breaths, all the monks in the cabin of the pagoda finally came out.

At this time, the number of monks on the deck reached more than 160.

Among them, there are 41 foundation cultivators, and the rest are Qi training juniors.

Tang Lilin, Tang Feng, and the three guard elders of the Qu family stood at the forefront, bowing their heads, with expressions of respect but no fear.

Hiding in the crowd, Chen Ping raised his eyelids, and saw Shen Wanwan tied up two black waist-length ponytails, floating in the air, her legs were long and slender, and her bright eyes flowed faintly with a delicate and beautiful style.

However, no one dared to look at her more at this moment.

Because directly above the cultivators, a black cloud sank quickly, and with a loud "boom", it landed in front of the deck.

　Please ask for a monthly pass, fellow Taoists, see if there is any.

　
(End of this chapter)