Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 393 The Disaster of the Dragon Eagle
Not only Chen Ping and the others, but also those immortal cultivators who entered and exited at the ferry were all pale and bewildered at the moment, and fled into the spirit boat beside them in a panic.

Some of those with low mood and low cultivation level couldn't even lift up the magic weapon and escape light, staggered and fell into the sea, thumping like an ordinary fisherman, and swam desperately back.

Just when the real body of the Water Profound Dragon Eagle landed on the ferry, not only the nearby buildings began to shake, but the whole island seemed to tremble slightly.

Chen Ping shrank in the corner of the secret room and held his breath, completely integrated with the surrounding environment.

If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to find that he is a big living person with great vitality.

"calm down!"

Even though the days felt like years in his heart, Chen Ping still comforted himself like this.

Running away now is no different from moths flying into a flame.

The flying speed of a fourth-order monster is far higher than that of a Yuan Dan cultivator, let alone a flying monster?
If he fled to the deep sea and made too much noise to be noticed by the Water Profound Dragon Eagle, he might die faster and more completely.

Hiding in the spirit ship is currently the safest way.

At the Ceylon Island ferry, there are seven or eight Yuandan monks, hundreds of foundation builders, plus guides and local residents, the number is more than 3000.

Even with the ability of the fourth-level water dragon eagle, it can't be killed in a short while.

If such a monster is really killing people at the ferry, it's time for the dead friends to live on.

Obviously, Wu Feihe, Xiong Dingtian and other Yuandans all had the same plans as him.

"Pavilion Master Wu, is this senior from the Monster Race the Water Profound Dragon Eagle from the San Jue Palace?"

Chen Ping turned his gaze, and asked through sound transmission.

Wu Feihe squatted under a flower pot several feet high, only three feet away from him.

He can more or less guess what this woman is thinking.

After all, the two signed a true devil contract, and they had no choice but to rely on each other at a critical moment.

Hearing this, Wu Feihe smiled wryly, stretched out a finger and wrote a line of characters in the air.

"really."

Chen Ping's expressionless face suddenly became particularly ugly.

Wu Feihe told him with certainty that the water dragon eagle that was massacred on Ceylon Island was probably the fourth-rank monster enshrined in the Sanjue Hall.

The evidence is pretty straightforward.

The gleaming fingertips in the dragon eagle's claws are a complete set of magic weapons collected by the Sanjue Palace, which collected fifth-order ores and invited several master craftsmen to spend a lot of time!

This set of special psychic tools cost nearly ten million spirit stones from the San Jue Hall.

In the Yuanyan Islands, it is definitely something unique.

As Wu Feihe is the person in charge of Lanyue Pavilion, her information is generally not wrong.

But this fact is too creepy.

The Water Profound Dragon Eagle is a spirit beast that has been enshrined in the Sanjue Hall for two thousand years, and its status and status are not inferior to the Jindan Daoist.

How could the patriarch of the demon clan who was completely on the side of the human race in the past, mess up Ceylon Island for no reason?
There must be a major hidden secret that is unknown!
The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, and he pursed his lips in shock.

The Water Profound Dragon Eagle in the Sanjue Palace was already at the middle stage of the fourth rank a hundred years ago.

This eagle has the blood of the holy demon, and its strength is much stronger than the thousand-eyed ancient toad of Lan Yuezong.

Just like the mutated spiritual root and natural body of the human race, each stage is the top of the same level.

Any monster beast at the beginning of the fourth rank can easily crush him to death, not to mention this mid-stage dragon eagle!
"There are two corpses under the claws of the dragon eagle. I know two people. They are City Lord Du of Ceylon City, and a deacon stationed on the island of my Lanyue Sect."

Wu Feihe's mouth was full of bitterness, and he said in a panic: "Both of them are at the cultivation level of Yuan Dan Dzogchen!"

After hearing this, Chen Ping's body shook suddenly, and there was a worry in his eyes.

For a fourth-order monster of the Holy Demon bloodline, killing a few Yuandan cultivators is as easy as killing a junior Foundation Establishment.

But Wu Feihe obviously expressed another meaning.

Both two high-ranking human monks died tragically under the eagle's claws, indicating that the amulet that Wu Feihe had always been proud of, the high-ranking moon leader, was useless!
"what!"

Outside the spirit ship, one after another painful screams could be heard, Chen Ping looked along the gap of the window, and felt a chill in his heart, the worst happened!
I saw that the dragon eagle had already flown above the ferry, the head on the left turned slightly, and the bird's beak opened wide, revealing two rows of densely packed barb-shaped teeth.

With a few "puffs", two streams of blue liquid were sprayed into the crowd who had not had time to escape at the ferry.

The cultivators fled in a panic, but the speed of the blue water far surpassed that of ordinary escapes.

More than 100 monks wandering outside, their hair and clothes were more or less stained by a drop of blue water, and then screamed while holding their heads in agony, followed by blue smoke mixed with the smell of corpses. It all turned into transparent air.

Even the hard and unparalleled storage ring was not spared!

In an instant, there were only a few spirit ships and more than 100 large and medium-sized spirit ships left near the ferry.

All human beings within a radius of tens of miles are all dead.

"Cheep!"

The Water Profound Dragon Eagle neighed loudly, and a pair of blood-red eyes embedded in the left skull reflected a gloomy and cold color.

The demon king of the fourth rank has the same intelligence as ordinary human monks.

So, it knows exactly what it's doing!
"Strange."

Looking down at a white ball in his palm, Chen Ping frowned.

This object is a rare treasure he bought in Xikoufang City, Mingmu Pearl.

With the help of this bead, one can easily see things within a radius of twenty miles without using divine sense and spells.

But he never thought that what he regarded as a tasteless thing would come in handy so quickly.

I saw a scene projected in the Mingmu Pearl, and the body of the Water Profound Dragon Eagle occupied most of it.

This eagle is born with two heads, which is very miraculous.

Logically speaking, the two ends are not separated from each other, and are dominated by the same consciousness.

But judging from the information actually observed, there are actually many doubts.

The head on the left side of the Dragon Eagle was in high spirits, alive and well, but the other head protruding from the neck was listless, as if it had suffered a huge blow and was sluggish.

"Cheep!"

The head on the left was lifted up, as if to show off to someone proudly, the wings were folded, the back half of the demon body was slightly raised, and a gray eagle tail more than ten feet long was suspended in the air.

"Cheep!"

At this time, the other head neighed anxiously, turned its direction, and pecked at the left head.

The sharp-nosed pliers pecked at the eye socket of the left head, and the other party did not dodge or dodge, and there was an anthropomorphic sneer in his pupils.

"Ding!"

The right head seems to have no strength, it seems to be tickling the left head, and it can't break through the latter's physical defense at all.

The eagle head on the left flicked violently, lifted the huge eagle tail more than ten feet long, swung it heavily, and waved out clusters of blue wind blades.

These wind blades turned around, and an inconceivable tearing intention suddenly surged out, smashing towards a small spirit ship below him.

The shield formed by the restriction around the spirit ship seemed vulnerable like paper. Not only did it crack open inch by inch with a muffled sound, it was swept by the wind blade and turned into pieces of powder in an instant. blood mist.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping couldn't help being horrified, his heart was beating wildly.

Inside that small spirit ship was hiding a human cultivator in the mid-Yuandan period. However, this person had no resistance at all, and was easily annihilated by Longying.

The divine power of the fourth-order monster is so terrifying!
"No, I have to find a way to escape, and I will end up dead in the boat."

Chen Ping forcibly calmed down, floated up, and moved to the window.

With ten drops of blood in his mouth, he was ready to launch the Mo Luo Escape Shadow Step at any time.

If Long Ying didn't choose to chase him immediately, he would have a good chance of escaping.

However, Chen Ping did not act immediately.

He was waiting for an extremely chaotic opportunity.

There is only one chance, once it fails, it means death.

A dragon eagle in the middle of the fourth order, a small spell casually spit out, is extremely fatal to him.

"boom!"

The Water Profound Dragon Eagle opened its mouth wide, and shot out a jet of water as thick as a millstone, sinking several spirit boats.

At this moment, the ships of all sizes at the ferry were in chaos, not daring to take any chances anymore, they all fled desperately to the deep sea.

As a result, ships appeared in all directions near the sea.

Due to its huge size, the Slaughter Wind docked far away, but now it has an advantage.

On the left and right sides, two illusory wings phantoms suddenly spread out, and within a few breaths, they flew far away.

As for the cultivators who went to the island to purchase, no one paid any more attention.

It's hard to save your own life, so how can you care about the lives of others?

Seeing that the Killing Wind was drifting away, Chen Ping let out a little breath.

Long Ying was still massacring at the ferry, and did not catch up specifically.

Of course, now is far from the time to relax.

It only takes a breath of effort to spread the wings of a fourth-order monster bird on the sea road of a mere hundred miles.

Chen Ping temporarily gave up his plan to escape alone.

Because of the full power of the medium-sized spirit ship, the flying speed was a little faster than his escape light.

"Ok?"

Chen Ping's ear moved, and after looking at each other with Wu Feihe, they opened the door together and quickly went down the stairs.

Zhou Wuchun sent them a message asking for help.

When passing through the corridor of the suite on the fourth floor, Chen Ping swept his mind, thought for a while, and broke in.

Only Jiang Yijin, Su Lan, Qiu Renming, and Han Wanshuang remained in the Xikou City team.

Xu Qiaoqiao and Li Hongyan were nowhere to be found. They must have disembarked midway to go shopping in Ceylon City.

"Senior Ye!"

Jiang Yijin and the others hurriedly saluted, with a hint of joy on their faces.

Could it be that senior still misses them and wants to send them to a safe place?

It's a pity that a few people recognized the reality in the next moment.

Chen Ping didn't look at them at all, just grabbed Han Wanshuang's shoulders, his figure flickered, and the two disappeared together.

"Ye Daoyou, what are you doing with Han girl?"

Wu Feihe wrinkled his nose, not knowing why.

"Fairy Han offended."

Chen Ping didn't answer, but forced a smile at Han Wanshuang, and went all the way down from the stairs to the end of the deck.

This is a large hall made of black stones, with a formation plate made of white jade placed in the center.

There are flashes of spiritual light on it, and various extremely complex symbols are engraved on it, and it is definitely not ordinary at a glance.

When Chen Ping quickly landed here, Zhou Wuchun and Xiong Dingtian were already in it.

"Disperse!"

After Zhou Wuchun pinched a seal, the five high-grade spirit stones inlaid in the array immediately buzzed, and then exploded and turned into powder.

And the Wind Killer at the bottom of its feet trembled suddenly, its speed increased a lot, and it was separated from the ferry by two hundred miles.

"This is the core of the formation of the spirit ship. Only by devouring five high-grade spirit stones at a time can it maintain high-speed driving!"

Zhou Wuchun explained a sentence, and said eagerly to several people: "One of Zhou's collection of high-grade spirit stones is about to be used up. Please, fellow daoists, give up your bags quickly, or else the dragon eagle will chase after me, and I will die without a chance of burial." Earth!"

At such a critical juncture, several people didn't care about gains or losses, and without a word, they flicked their sleeves, and 15 yuan of high-grade spirit stones of different colors automatically flew into the array.

"Woooooo!"

The brilliance of the Murdering Wind exploded, and the wings at the double strings were almost thickened into substance. Under one flap, afterimages appeared five hundred miles away.

"It's safe!"

Zhou Wuchun and the others looked at each other, sweating profusely, all showing a look of rejoicing for the rest of their life after the catastrophe.

Only Xiong Dingtian's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't relax no matter what.

Zongmen's small spirit ship had just been destroyed by Long Ying's claws.

On the spirit ship, there are even his personal disciples!

However, after only a while, Xiong Dingtian was relieved.

Your own life is the most precious, and everything else is secondary.

It's hard for a direct disciple to die, but if one sentence is passed on, the talented juniors in the sect will scramble to kowtow to worship the teacher, at worst, spend more energy on re-training.

Moreover, there was a reason for the sinking of the spirit ship, and no one could resist the chaos of the fourth-order monsters. I believe that the senior brother will not blame it.

"Ye Daoyou, who is this little girl?"

Xiong Dingtian glanced at Han Wanshuang suspiciously, and asked indifferently.

"No relatives, no reason, Ye Mou just promised to protect her earlier."

Chen Ping's face remained unchanged, and he opened his mouth to speak.

As soon as Han Wanshuang heard him make such a clumsy excuse, the sweet facial features were clouded instantly.

The so-called asylum does not exist at all.

This black-faced man must have another purpose.

Xiong Dingtian didn't want to ask whether Chen Ping's words were true or not, so he changed the subject and said to Wu Feihe: "Master Wu, Xuanshui Dragon Eagle..."

However, just after he said a few words, his face changed wildly again, and he grabbed the girl puppet and held it in front of him.

"not good!"

Chen Ping's face turned pale, and he pinched a few third-level defensive talismans in his hand, and put his arms around Han Wan's slender waist, and the two of them pressed tightly together face to face.

Although Zhou Wuchun and Wu Feihe were not clear about the situation, it could be seen that the two looked like they were facing a big enemy, and they also knew that something was wrong, so they immediately resorted to defensive measures.

"Dragon Eagle is chasing after you, Zhou Daoyou, quickly activate the defense of the Killing Wind!"

Chen Ping stared, and said with a loud shout.

As soon as the words fell, he stuffed another five high-grade spirit stones into the formation plate without hesitation.

At the same time, a sliver of silver light appeared in the surrounding sky, and then turned into a flashing blue tide, enveloping the spirit ship from far to near.

In a blink of an eye, a dazzling blue light filled the entire sky.

(End of this chapter)