The sprouting of spiritual seeds means that the Sky Vine is already within ten thousand miles of Haichang City.

If it came on the spiritual ship of the Deng and Pu tribes, it would not take long to break into the main island of Haichang.

Chen Ping thought about it for a while, then without thinking more about it, the direction of the escape light deflected, and it plunged into the bottom of the sea like a star from the sky.

Diving all the way down to 500 feet, his speed slowly decreased. After the Ziwei Breath Condensation Technique was applied, a black shadow completely merged with the surrounding sea water.

The overwhelming power of his spiritual consciousness was released, and Chen Ping was wrapped in an undercurrent and shot straight to the south.

In this way, he was like a moving survey formation, searching and marching at the same time.

In this half hour, the little vine in my hand became more and more vibrant, and the fluorescence on the surface almost turned into substance!

Looking at this scene, the Sky Vine is probably not far away from him.

With a shake of his left arm, he grabbed the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword with his backhand. Chen Ping slowed down extremely carefully and continued to move forward.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I am four hundred and fifty miles away from where you are."

Suddenly, a wave of thought came from the vine, and Chen Ping suddenly shrank his eyes. This was the breath of the Sky Vine.

"Can fellow Taoist Teng receive the message from Chen?"

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he tried to send a spiritual thought towards Man Teng.

"Of course, within five hundred miles, we can communicate without any obstacles."

I saw the branches and leaves of the vine trembling, which immediately confirmed Chen Ping's guess, and there was even a hint of contentment.

The spiritual seed of Tianqiong Vine actually has the function of real-time communication?

The range of five hundred miles is unobstructed. Isn't this part of the effect of the golden elixir monk's spiritual consciousness?

Chen Ping's expression tightened, and his fear of the Sky Vine suddenly increased by three points.

"Ben Teng was searched for his soul by them once, and he temporarily gained the trust of the Deng family."

Tianqiongteng paused and said in a hurried tone: "To make a long story short, the Deng and Pu tribes attacked you and the Chen family almost came out in full force, headed by three Yuan Dan, Deng Fengcheng, Deng Shunqi, and Pu Liuhuan, followed by a total of fifty foundation-building monks.

, four hundred Qi-training monks.”

After hearing this, Chen Ping did not show any surprise.

Fan Yiqiao entrusted an old friend to take care of the sect, and the Deng family must have also arranged a back-up, so they were not afraid of the empty defense of Kongming Island.

"One day ago, Deng Shunqi distributed a black and purple thunder bead to each of his ten foundation builders. Ben Teng sensed that the power of the bead was so powerful that even your human race's half-step Yuan Dan could not forcefully intercept it. Therefore, you Hai Hai

Changdao needs to be handled with caution."

Tianqiongteng said cautiously.

"Leading the Tribulation Thunder Bead."

Chen Ping instantly understood what the black and purple thunder beads in Tianqiong Teng's mouth were.

The Tribulation Thunder Bead is a unique treasure refined by Deng Shunqi using thunder from the sky. The method of use is similar to that of the talisman.

Among the trump cards collected by Deng Chenhuan, there are two thunder beads that attract tribulation.

Once this bead is activated, it is equivalent to 40% of the power of an early Yuan Dan monk, which should not be underestimated.

The entire Deng clan only accumulated a dozen calamity-inducing thunder beads in total, and Deng Shunqi gave almost all of them to the younger generation. It was obvious that he wanted to destroy Haichang.

"Which ten people have the thunder beads in their hands?"

A look of forlornness appeared on Chen Ping's face, and he said through his thoughts.

Tianqiong Vine did not hesitate and immediately replied: "The ten Dzogchen Dzogchen monks dispatched by the Deng family, each of them was rewarded with a thunder bead."

"Thank you Taoist Teng for telling the truth. When the war is over, Chen will hand over the remaining century-old round leaves with both hands."

Chen Pingping smiled and vowed.

At the mention of the fourth-level spiritual wood, Tianqiong Vine suddenly felt happy and pretended to be profound: "I believe that Fellow Daoist Chen is not a short-sighted person."

"That's the way it is."

Chen Ping answered solemnly, then smiled coldly, and without hesitation sank the vine into the vast sea.

Because while the two were communicating, his consciousness had discovered a fleet of ships swimming rapidly.

Driving at the forefront, breaking through the waves and clearing obstacles, was a three-story building ship. Its entire body was actually made of a kind of light red jade. It was extremely huge and extremely gorgeous.

This is the Deng family's small spiritual ship "Xianliu".

Three miles away from the spirit ship, two large spirit ships followed closely.

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness swept across the ship, and it was indeed consistent with the information provided by the Sky Vine. There were a total of four Yuan Dan, fifty Foundation Builders, and more than 400 monks in the late stages of Qi training in several ships.

On the top floor of the Xianliu ship, Deng Fengcheng, Deng Shunqi, Pu Liuhuan, and "Yang Fanying" were surrounding a square jade table, talking there with smiles on their faces.

There were more than a dozen dishes of rare and strange spiritual fruits placed on the jade table. The four of them looked relaxed, reaching out to take one to taste from time to time.

Although Chen Ping wanted to penetrate his spiritual consciousness and inquire about the content of their conversation, he gave up this risky move after thinking twice.

The spiritual consciousness of monks in the late Yuan Dan period generally exceeds 13,000 feet, which is almost the same as the strength of his soul.

What's more, the clan in charge of Deng Fengcheng is rich and must have taken some pills or genius treasures that enhance spiritual consciousness.

If he gets too close, his position will be easily exposed.

On the contrary, if he concentrates on hiding, under the golden elixir, it will be difficult to find his traces unless he uses unique methods.

Three dark cloud-like shadows floated overhead, and Chen Ping lurked motionless on the bottom of the sea, blending his aura with the surrounding environment without leaving a single flaw.

After waiting for ten full breaths, he tapped his feet lightly, jumped hundreds of feet, and landed on the bottom of a large spiritual boat.

Then, he flipped his right hand and grabbed a photo bead.

This bead records the scene when he first encountered the Sky Vine.

He couldn't tell whether Tianqiong Vine had the idea of ​​​​rebellion, so he prepared a big gift for this Vine as a precaution.

If Sky Vine dares to lead everyone to double-team him, its own heels will be severely uncovered by him.

A foreigner with mysterious supernatural powers could pose a huge threat to Deng Fengcheng and others.

The fleet sailed smoothly, and occasionally a few rays of spiritual consciousness came to check it as a routine, but they couldn't detect anything unusual.

Chen Ping calmly held his breath and concentrated, the sharp tip of the Pure Yang Sword pointed at the cabin.

Yes, before Deng and Pu's armies arrived in Haichang, he planned to sink a spirit boat and kill a group of Qi-training monks. Of course, it would be even better if he could easily kill a few foundation builders.

As a Yuan Dan cultivator, it was totally shameless to sneak attack on a junior like this.

But there is no doubt about the cruelty of war. This is a fundamental battle that affects the lives of thousands of monks and millions of mortals. Even if it is used to the extreme, there is still nothing to criticize.

Moreover, Chen Ping has never been a person who cares about face. Under the comparison of actual benefits, he can tear off his face and throw it to the ground, kick him a few times, and walk away with disdain.

After a few sticks of incense, the sky became slightly brighter, and I saw that the Deng family's fleet was less than three hundred miles away from Haichang.

"Dad, it's still like this. The island we just passed by is still empty. Even the mortals have disappeared, but the houses and streets remain intact. It was obvious that many people once lived there."

In the box of the spirit ship, a middle-aged man with a green complexion was reporting to Deng Fengcheng.

"The heart of a villain can judge the heart of a gentleman. How can I, Mr. Deng, even bother to engage in evil practices?"

Deng Fengcheng's expression was gloomy, he twirled the porcelain cup in his hand and shouted in a low voice: "There is no need to waste your energy on Xingyan. If my prediction is correct, the Chen family should have moved away. Send my order and prepare the entire army for war.

Rush to Haichang City in one go and kill the thieves."

"yes!"

Deng Xingyan clasped his fists and stepped back, with a hint of cruelty on his lips.

"Uncle Cheng, did the Chen family abandon their old nest and run away to other sea areas?"

Deng Shunqi glanced sideways at the closed wooden door and said suspiciously.

Deng Fengcheng shook his head and said calmly: "I don't think so. Chen Shi has gone to great lengths to move his people and property, clearly intending to fight to the death with us. Furthermore, giving up the territory and being defeated without a fight would also be the same as that thief Chen Ping."

It totally goes against the original intention from the beginning.”

Deng Shunqi stretched out and said casually: "I really want to teleport to Haichang City to see where the Chen family's confidence lies."

"Shun's chess must not be underestimated. When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength."

Deng Fengcheng put down his tea cup and said cautiously: "Compared to my clan, the Chen family is more like lions and wolves and leopards. It is not without the slightest ability to fight back."

"Uncle Cheng..."

Hearing this, Deng Shunqi smiled slightly and was about to say something else. Suddenly, a five-foot copper pillar erected in front of the core of the spirit ship made a low buzzing sound, and patches of blue-red light shivered instantly, as if being struck by a wave of energy.

The invisible force affects the general public.

"No, someone is ambushing nearby!"

Deng Fengcheng's face changed drastically, and he flew out of the window. A purple dharma disk was floating on the top at some point. He made a magic disk with both hands, and after giving quick instructions a few times, he looked towards the large spiritual boat behind him on the left.

.

"Chen Ping!"

Under the glance of his spiritual consciousness, Deng Fengcheng finally saw clearly the true appearance of the figure on the bottom of the sea.

"Hey, the copper pillars on the spirit ship can actually sense mana fluctuations."

The moment he used the Pure Yang Sword, Chen Ping was secretly shocked, knowing that he had been exposed, so he swung the sword without saying a word, and hundreds of cyan sword energy swam out, turning into sword lights.

, the reverse laser beams like raindrops enveloped the large spiritual boat.

"How dare you, thief!"

Deng Fengcheng's face turned cold, and then he shouted loudly and touched the purple dharma plate above his head to activate the treasure.

Suddenly, a beam of black and white light erupted from the mirror, splitting into thin filaments in a flash, and tangled directly towards Jianyu.

As a result, the two collided together, and the sound of "Puff" was heard continuously. In the flash of thin spiritual light, most of the sword light on the opponent was wiped out in one strike.

"The pressure of top-grade Taoist tools."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, not showing much surprise.

The purple magic disk that Deng Fengcheng sacrificed was called "Xuan Ce Pan", and it was this person's natal Taoist weapon. With his late Yuan Dan magic power, the Qinglian Sword Qi was naturally far from his opponent.

However, Chen Ping was hiding in the shadows and making a sneak attack. How could he be able to crack it so easily? With a change of focus, the remaining dozens of sword energy immediately changed direction and stabbed towards the cabin.

Almost at the same time, he burned a few drops of essence and blood, and the mysterious things moved under his feet, and he shot through the air without looking back.

The moment Chen Ping used the Demonic Shadow Escape Step, the three major Yuan Dan, Deng Shunqi, Pu Liuhuan, and "Yang Fanying" rushed from the spirit ship and surrounded the large spirit ship.

"boom!"

The Qinglian Sword Qi was so fast that no one could be rescued. When the low-level monks in the cabin saw this powerful sword rain falling, and their souls flying into the sky, they all crushed the talismans, or used magic weapons and spiritual weapons to try in vain.

withstand.

But what makes them despair is that any defensive means is like soaked rice paper in front of the sword rain, and it is penetrated by it without any resistance, and the screams are endless.

Seeing that the sword energy brought up a blood mist of the remaining body, and when it was about to sink the large spiritual boat, a large golden arc of flashing lightning shot out, turning into a giant net with a radius of more than ten feet.

The sword energy enveloped everything.

Deng Shunqi, who rushed over immediately, muttered something, and suddenly the golden net thundered loudly, and streams of red flames of electricity emerged, instantly turning the sword energy into ashes.

After the Deng family's two yuandans worked together to resolve the shipwreck crisis, several people descended on the deck together.

And the black shadow in the sky was more than a hundred miles away in just a few flashes.

"Uncle Cheng, I'll chase him!"

Looking around at the tragic scene littered with corpses, Deng Shunqi's face flashed fiercely, and an electric dragon appeared out of thin air at his feet, threatening to leap into the sky with a fierce thrust.

"It's too late. His escape skills are very powerful. If it were me, there might be some hope of intercepting him as soon as possible. As for Shunqi, you definitely won't be able to catch up."

Deng Fengcheng narrowed his eyes and said bluntly.

"The power of that sword move is not lower than that of the ordinary mid-term sword move. Did he really kill Daoist Pu Yuanhao alone?"

Deng Shunqi frowned and said as he stood on the electric dragon standing in mid-air.

"Most likely."

Nodding, Deng Fengcheng said with a gloomy face: "A Yuan Dan early stage man has disappeared under our eyes. If he hadn't actively gathered his magic power to attract a warning from the spirit ship, we would never have discovered him. So.

It seems that the Taoist friend who is proficient in flying must have been attacked by this beast that day, causing his soul to be completely destroyed."

"Fellow Taoists."

"Yang Fanying" coughed lightly and analyzed vigilantly: "Yang suspects that he has practiced a very high-level hiding spell. Everyone, please be careful."

"He's just a clown hiding out. When Haichang is conquered, I will cut Chen Ping into pieces!"

Pu Liuhuan gritted his teeth and said without hiding the hatred in his heart.

Most of the thirty or four monks who had just died tragically under the sword energy had Qi training skills, but there were also two masters in the middle stage of foundation building.

And what a coincidence, the two fallen foundations were both direct elders of the Pu family!

One of them is his great-grandson Pu Liuhuan.

"That kid is quite interesting. He can even hide my perception from him. After a scuffle, he will be dealt with by me."

A long and uneven laugh rang out. The moment the laughter stopped, a tall figure suddenly boarded the spirit boat. He was wearing a green robe and had gray hair hanging down to his waist.

This gray-haired man has red lips, white teeth, and handsome features. He looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but his skin is covered with a faint blue light that keeps flowing.

The man turned around slowly, Pu Liuhuan immediately opened his mouth in shock, and after giving a deep salute showing ecstasy, he said respectfully: "It turns out that fellow Taoist Mu is here, and the executioner this time is
Chapter completed!