Bright Jade True Immortal

Bright Jade True Immortal Chapter 217

2021-07-30

Chapter 217 The Great Demon Appears

“third rank monster beast."

His heart tensed, and Chen Ping immediately released a Strands of Divine Sense, entangling the child and mother swords in the storage ring and the golden spear to break Heavenly Talisman.

This kind of monster consciousness is extremely condensed, and it is definitely not something that Early-Stage or mid-stage realm can achieve, at least the third rank monster beast above later stage.

It has a body cultivator because the gap is too big to judge.

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

Even Chen Ping doesn't think he has several points of chance to survive.

He tried to escape in vain. Only when the Monster King was distracted and slaughtered other cultivators, he directly used the Demon Net Blood Burst Technique and the Shadow Step to escape thousands or tens of thousands of miles.

But the premise is that the Monster King will not chase after him to attack, otherwise all struggles will be in vain.

"Why is there a Monster King here?"

Chen Ping's heartbeat accelerated and he felt incredible.

Every hundred years, the Grappling Moon Sect will organize cultivators to regularly clear monster beasts.

The focus is on the third rank monster beast comparable to the Human Race Essence Core Realm world.

For thousands of years, the Sea Territory, commanded by the Grappling Moon Sect, has rarely seen a third rank monster beast.

In addition, Canglang is less than 30,000 miles away from Wangqin Island, which is considered the inland sea area of Human Race.

The Great Demon has matured mind, how could he so blatantly attack the spirit ship on Wangqin Island?

Exhaling a sigh of relief, Chen Ping forcibly soothed the nervousness.

After the huge demon consciousness swept along the Canglang, it disappeared like a tide.

For a while, he couldn't tell the Monster King's purpose, so it would be better to wait and see.

There are two cultivators with strong backgrounds, Shen Wanwan and Tang Lilin, on the spirit ship. If the Monster King has another purpose, they should also come forward to negotiate.

“hu hu”

There was a sound like a ghost crying and a wolf screaming outside the window, rolling and screaming.

One after another The waves kept coming, hitting the spirit ship, making a roar of heaven falls and earth rends, spraying snow-white foam, blossoming like an endless jade spring.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, knowing that this was the prelude to the appearance of the Great Demon.

He suppressed the Divine Consciousness, poked around in the vicinity of the stone chamber, and found that several Foundation Establishments on the same level had quietly opened a window gap, and their eyes were cast to the sea far away.

Seeing this, Chen Ping retreated to the corner of the wall, then waved his hand, and there was a small hole the size of a tooth in the stone wall.

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

In front of the third rank monster beast, he absolutely did not dare to use the Power of Divine Sense, so as not to be misunderstood by it.

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

The dark green sea water is like a thousand galloping war horses, charging into the battle, imposing manner is amazing.

This wave split nearly fifty feet, rolling up the seawater as high as the city wall, covering the heavens, shielding the sun, and temporarily blocking the light.

The top of the wave is very high, a dazzling silver light is shining brightly, next moment, the brilliance is scattered, and a giant beast suddenly shows its true body.

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

What makes the scalp numb is that the surface of this monster's back has densely packed, thousands of strange purple eyes, one open and one closed, the cold eyes from all directions, The salvo shot towards the location of the Canglang.

"bang!"

Being swept away by an extremely cold gaze, Chen Ping's Sea of Consciousness was suddenly in severe pain, and the amount of God's Soul Power instantly melted by 30%. Then, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Without looking at Ziyan, Chen Ping felt a little more comfortable. He already knew what happened to the Great Demon who intercepted the spirit ship.

Heavenly Monster Bloodline, the thousand-eyed toad!

Even in all Heavenly Monster Bloodline rankings, it is a few chips stronger than Profound Fire Crow, and it is recognized as a monster beast that is infinitely close to Holy Demon Bloodline.

Ancient Times, Shenchan's reputation is piercing through the ears, and it is a giant monster that goes hand in hand with True Dragon.

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

Although there are still a handful of toads that stabilize its head, it cannot be denied that in the remote Essence Swallowing Islands Cultivation World, a thousand-eyed ancient toad at the peak of the third rank can almost be evaluated. The last sentence Golden Core is invincible.

"It's a big disaster."

Chen Ping frowned and looked gloomy.

The purple eyes on the back of this ancient toad were all opened, obviously having awakened the Innate Divine Ability.

According to the records of the Ten Thousand Demons bloodline list, the Thousand-Eyed Toad can release a spell similar to the Divine Soul attack.

Just like just now, with an unintentional glance in Zi's eyes, he cut off 30% of his Divine Soul Power.

Once Gu Chan recognizes his spellcasting, the Sea of Consciousness will be shattered immediately, and there will be no life left to speak of.

“Junior Shen Wanwan has seen Martial Uncle!”

Suddenly, a clear voice came from the pagoda cabin. One was stunned, followed by a trace of ecstasy on his face.

The owner of this voice is Shen Wanwan.

She actually knew this thousand-eyed ancient toad and called her Martial Uncle. Could it be the Great Demon, the protector of the Grappling Moon Sect?

"Quack quack."

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

After a few breaths, Shen Wanwan's voice sounded again: "Fellow Daoists, don't panic, toad Martial Uncle is the Spirit Beast of my Grappling Moon Sect, the old man gave Old Ancestor's this time. Order, to clear a swarm of mosquitoes that is a great threat to my Human Race in the nearby Sea Territory, and I happened to meet me on the way back to the sect."

"Hoohoo!"

After listening to this remark, Chen Ping relaxed and his mood rose from the abyss to the clouds.

Really mountain road twists around each new peak!

Chen Ping's mind moved slightly, and the cultivation technique worked rapidly, drying the wet cold sweat.

Although I can't see the expressions of other cultivators, I want to be like him, holding the joy of escaping death.

"My real body of Grappling Moon Sect senior is here, why are fellow Daoists still huddled in the cabin?"

Shen Wanwan's voice was full of dissatisfaction, accompanied by water lines. Spiritual power spread throughout the Canglang.

"Things are not that simple."

Chen Ping brows tightly frowns, carefully observing the reaction of the cultivator who lives in the next room.

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

By the time he approached the deck of the spirit ship, more than a hundred cultivators had gathered here.

“Fellow Daoist Ye.”

Seeing Chen Ping, Ding Mingyang, who arrived a few steps early, said with a mouth shape.

Chen Ping nodded slightly to him, and the eyes they exchanged were all avoided a catastrophe.

After a short period of ten breaths, all the cultivators in the Pagoda cabin finally came out.

At this time, the number of cultivators on the deck reached more than one hundred and sixty.

Among them, 41 are Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the rest are descendants of Qi Refinement.

Tang Lilin, Tang Feng, the three ship guard elders and the others stood at the forefront, bowed their heads and bowed, their expressions respectful but not fearful.

Hiding in the crowd, Chen Ping raised his eyelids, only to see Shen Wanwan tied with two black waist-length ponytails, floating in the air, with slender legs, and her bright eyes were faintly glamorous like flowers. style.

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

Because a black cloud was rapidly sinking in the sky above Zhongxiu, a loud bang of "hong" landed in front of the deck.

Ask for a monthly pass, fellow Daoists to see if there is any.

(end of this chapter)