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"call"

"call"

At the moment when the four big finger bones hit, the surrounding sea shook violently, and they fell diagonally towards the Pipa Girl. Before they really hit the ground, waves of hurricanes rolled down on her.

The woman who looked like Guan Ni'er also finished the spell. She hugged the lute behind her back and danced with her enchanting body. In just half a breath, her jade hands slid on the strings thousands of times.

"Ding-Deng-Deng"

All around, there was the vast sound of playing the piano, and on the pipa, circles of flowing light spread out, undulating like a rising tide.

Different from the previous time, what appeared this time was not purple, but a deep yellow halo.

I saw the brilliance played by the pipa flicking over the bone fingers, and their surfaces were immediately covered by layers of strange gray-white hairs, and then they fell unable to move, and smashed into the seabed one after another.

"Chirp!"

The Shuixuan Dragon Eagle was angry and frightened, and dived into the seabed.

As the huge body dived in, the nearby sea water overflowed, and black shadows overlapped. A few hundred feet away, a vortex sprayed out of the sea, and the dragon eagle's figure reappeared.

It held several finger cots in its mouth, each of which could not maintain its bone condition. The head and tail were densely cracked, and the damage was obviously very serious.

For a moment, Dragon Eagle was filled with surprise and confusion, circling around the Wind Slayer.

"chirp"

The left head was slightly raised, and he scanned the Pipa Girl over and over again with his demon consciousness.

In one breath, it damaged four of its psychic tools. This woman's real body cultivation level was undoubtedly far stronger than it.

Could it be that there is a junior in this spiritual ship that the female cultivator can favor?

Do you want to sacrifice a huge amount of money to kill a whole boatload of human beings?

After all, the finger cot magic weapon is its most powerful fighting method besides its innate magical powers.

If it were explained here, its strength would be greatly reduced.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, Girl Han actually has such a powerful trump card!"

The situation turned out to be peaceful, causing Wu Feihe to temporarily wake up.

After living nourished for hundreds of years, no one wants to die easily.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, try to wake up Girl Han. Maybe that senior has given you more than just one life-saving thing!"

Zhou Wuchun's face glowed with color, and he hurriedly said something.

"What you said, Fellow Daoist Zhou, makes sense, Fellow Daoist Ye, please give it a try."

A big man's head emerged from the girl's puppet, and he shouted in a low voice outside.

Xiong Dingtian finally understood why Chen Ping was carrying a burden.

This is simply a talisman!

"Fairy Han's soul has been severely damaged, and there is nothing Ye can do. Anyone who is confident can come."

Chen Ping shook his head and threw Han Wan Shuang into the air, floating quietly.

He had already opened Han Wanshuang's storage ring, but he didn't find anything similar to Shi Pipa, which made him unclear about the details.

It seems that there is only one Han Wan Shuang that can compete with a fourth-level monster.

Chen Ping secretly thought it was a pity. If it were the kind of treasure that could teleport people thousands of miles away, he might have been able to escape safely.

"Chirp!"

At this time, the Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle let out a long roar like gold and stone, soaring into the sky from its mouth.

Several people's shoulders shook, and they were horrified to find that the shadows of the woman and Pipa were gradually becoming thinner and lighter.

The woman turned around and glanced at Han Wanshuang, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then the man and the lute completely disappeared without a trace.

The magic power sealed in Stone Pipa has been exhausted!

This scene was like a basin of water from the snow-capped mountains being poured down. The glimmer of hope that everyone had originally had fell to the bottom in the blink of an eye.

"I should have thought long ago that such a powerful protective treasure cannot have great limitations. It is just a golden elixir monk of the same level as me, and not the ancestor of Nascent Soul."

Shui Xuan Longying laughed strangely as he muttered to himself, turned his head towards the Wind Killer, and said in an extremely cold voice: "You guys deserve death for destroying my king's psychic weapon!"

As he spoke, the dragon's tail behind the giant eagle was raised high and violently whipped towards the deck.

"It's over, it's really over this time."

Wu Feihe and others all looked pale, their hands and feet were trembling, they closed their eyes and waited for death.

"My physical body will definitely not be able to bear it."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and prepared to recite the password silently to let his soul hide in the golden bead space.

"Junior brother Longying, come back to the sect with me. The more human monks you kill, the more difficult it will be for senior brother."

Almost at the same time, a disembodied and hollow sound suddenly resounded through the sky, and immediately after, a colorful brilliance emerged from the bee pupa. As soon as Fang appeared under him, he heard a crisp sound of "choking" and turned into a ring out of thin air.

Interlocking white chains.

"The Eight Spirit Forbidden has obviously been broken by me, how did you lock me in?"

As if the dragon eagle was facing a formidable enemy, a blue beam of light spurted out. As soon as the sound of breaking through the air was heard, its huge body rushed into the clouds and disappeared.

It actually chose to run away the moment it spotted the white chain.

"Junior Brother Longying, people need to be treated when they are sick, and the same applies to monsters when they are sick."

There was a ripple in the void above his head, and a gray figure emerged.

Chen Ping looked carefully and saw that the figure was wearing a gray robe made of an unknown material, giving people an illusory and light feeling.

And his face was covered by a mask as red as red as jade, leaving only a pair of extremely indifferent pupils. He didn't even look at the Wind Slayer below, but just stared at the direction in which the Dragon Eagle was leaving and said.

"Bah, I have been enslaved by your Sanjue Palace for two thousand years. If I don't resist, I will be seriously ill!"

When the dragon eagle's tail was completely submerged into the clouds, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from all around.

"Resist?"

The masked man in gray robe smiled suddenly, shook his head as if sighing, and said: "The ancestors of Sanjue Palace have treated you well in the past, and I don't know why you want to betray our sect. Hey, maybe you can't blame junior brother, you can't help it!

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"Since my junior brother is so stubborn, I have no choice but to take drastic measures. After all, if you are sick, you must treat it!"

The man in gray robe sneered again and again, but he did not pursue him impatiently, but simply shook the white chain in his hand.

"Wow!"

The chain flickered strangely in the void, turning into a large rope noose with a radius of several hundred feet, and with a "swish" sound, the front half disappeared into the clouds.

The next moment, the entire chain buzzed loudly, and circles of blood-red talismans appeared on the surface.

The strange chain suddenly trembled, and a miserable cry came from the depths of the clouds, and then it seemed to be caught in something, and it tightened instantly!

"Poof!"

I saw runes surging at the end of the chain, the nearby space twisted crazily, and the huge body of Xuanshui Dragon Eagle was forcefully pulled out.

"Ling Bao Kun Jinsuo, the person coming is Senior Ji, the master of Sanjue Palace. We are saved!"

Wu Feihe's figure was shocked, and excitement suddenly bloomed in his dull eyes.

Among the few people, the one who knows the Yuanyan Islands the most is Wu Feihe, who has been the master of Lanyue Pavilion for a long time.

"Sanjue Palace Era Pardon."

Hearing what she said, Chen Ping was naturally overjoyed.

Sanjue Palace, one of the four masters of the human race in Yuanyan Islands.

Slightly different from the other three sects, Sanjue Hall does not have the position of elder or supreme elder.

The entire force respects the palace master.

This person is the first contemporary person in Sanjue Palace, Ji Yuan She, a late-stage Jindan cultivator.

The name Sanjue Hall comes from the three great treasures that shocked the world when the sect was established.

Lingbao Kun Jinsuo is one of the three most famous magic locks. It has the effect of locking the body and calming the soul.

The Era Absolution Holder Lingbao appears, and his magical power is no different from that of a Golden Elixir Dzogchen monk. It should be easy to deal with the mid-level fourth-level Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle.

"Chirp!"

In mid-air, the left side of Dragon Eagle's head let out a sharp scream, and its wings struggled desperately, but it had no effect at all under the binding of Kun's tendons.

It seems that it can't release any of its magical powers.

The water spiritual power that originally shrouded the area disappeared at this moment.

Seeing this, the man in gray robe hurriedly recited a spell, and with a flash of light, several identical chains were separated, and they were wrapped up at the same time, completely binding the dragon eagle.

However, in front of everyone, Longying's body melted away like spring snow, leaving only a bloody bone.

It looks like a spine on its back.

Among the scattered blue light spots, there is still the shadow of Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle.

"The art of escaping from tribulation, when did it realize a new innate magical power?"

The man in gray robe was stunned for a moment, and the light in his mask jumped and flickered, indicating that he was not at peace in his heart.

After only half a breath, the man in gray robe sensed the aura of the dragon eagle again, waved his hand without hesitation, rolled up a large cloud of color, and chased after him like a shooting star.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, if you haven't urged the spirit ship to stay away from this place, maybe you want to observe the fighting skills of Senior Jindan."

Chen Ping frowned and shouted mercilessly.

"Dragon Eagle fled in the face of the wind. We should be safe. Furthermore, if Master Ji gives an explanation later, will we offend him if we leave rashly?"

Wu Feihe suddenly interrupted.

Zhou Wuchun nodded vigorously, and Wu Feihe expressed all his concerns.

"Haha, if Dragon Eagle has escaped hundreds of thousands of miles away, do we have to wait for ten and a half months?"

Xiong Dingtian said coldly, obviously siding with Chen Ping.

"Not to mention whether Master Ji can subdue the Dragon Eagle in the end, once we are affected by the golden elixir level spell, I am afraid we will die immediately without a burial place."

"Everyone finally escaped death, so you won't be in danger again, right?"

Chen Ping glanced at the two of them sharply and said calmly.

If the Windkiller stayed put, he would leave alone without saying a word.

"That's what Fellow Daoist Ye said!"

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Wuchun nodded heavily.

"Then let's go."

Wu Feihe smiled bitterly and stopped insisting.

If your life is important, everything else can be pushed to the back.

Under Zhou Wuchun's control, the core of the formation resumed operation and traveled for more than five thousand miles before slowly stopping.

It wasn't that Zhou Wuchun was worried about the consumption of spiritual stones, but that the Wind Slayer was hit by Dragon Eagle's finger bone and was in dire straits.

If the heavy-duty voyage continues, this medium-sized spiritual boat will really be completely scrapped.

"We escaped from the hands of the fourth-level demon king, and we didn't die!"

Zhou Wuchun slowly fell down and lay limply on his back.

At this time, no one laughed at his weakness.

Because everyone's feelings are similar in their hearts, but Zhou Wuchun's character is slightly lacking, and he shows it regardless of his status.

"Cultivation is impermanent, and you never know when danger or accident will come."

Chen Ping smiled with relief, and then said with emotion.

This disaster of the fourth-order dragon eagle was a complete accident.

It has no causal relationship with his own behavior.

If Shi Pipa hadn't shown off his power and delayed a few breaths of time, he wouldn't have been able to wait for the rescue from Master Ji.

The Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle killed everyone with the same ease as crushing an ant on the roadside.

To escape from a certain death situation, it must be said that every surviving monk on the Wind Killer was a person with great luck.

Don’t you see that the ferry crossing of Ceylon Island is already littered with corpses, and the lives and deaths of thousands of monks are unknown?

"The dragon eagle is the guardian beast of the Sanjue Palace. It has always been the guardian of our human race. Why is it killing us like crazy?"

After taking a breath, Zhou Wuchun supported the wall and stood up, confused.

"Didn't Master Ji say it was sick?"

Wu Feihe shrugged and said bitterly: "It involves several powerful people in Sanjue Palace. The less we know about it, the better."

"Hey, the Dragon Eagle fought all the way from Ceylon Island. The Ceylon City side is probably destroyed."

"My sect also lost a deacon stationed on the island who was at the peak of Yuan Dan this time. I don't know how Sanjue Palace will deal with it later."

"The situation with Fairy Han is not good."

Chen Ping interrupted Wu Feihe's long speech and said with a slight frown.

After hearing this, Zhou Wuchun and the other three people came closer to check one by one, but they all sighed and shook their heads in unison.

This woman's sea of ​​consciousness is tightly locked by a restriction, making it impossible to find out in depth.

We don’t even know what the situation is, let alone follow-up treatment.

"You all saw it just now. Behind Fairy Han stood a powerful figure at the golden elixir stage."

Chen Ping looked around and said coldly: "Before the shadow of the senior disappeared, he glanced at Fairy Han with a frown. I think the picture was transmitted back to her original body."

"Don't blame Ye for being alarmist. If Fairy Han dies, all fellow Taoists will be implicated."

“So, let’s brainstorm and come up with a solution together!”

Speaking of which, it was also his fault that Han Wanshuang was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Long Ying used demon consciousness to intimidate, mainly targeting the Yuan Dan gathered in the hall.

Han Wan Shuang is simply bringing disaster to Chi Yu.

Such warning words immediately made Wu Feihe and Zhou Wuchun look at each other, worried and frightened.

"I suddenly thought that I also have a Guiyi Wen Shen Dan with three patterns here. It is a consignment from a certain Dan Sage of our sect. It should be able to save her life."

As he said that, Wu Feihe took out a small box filled with aura, but did not open it immediately. He said with a slight embarrassment: "Fellow Taoists should know the value of Guiyi Wen Shen Dan. In my Lan Yue Sect, they sell it for thirty

If you contribute one point per ten thousand, the external auction will never be lower than four hundred thousand spiritual stones!"

"I can't afford such a valuable thing alone. Girl Han saved our lives. Should we all share these hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones?"

"I bought it on my own."

Chen Ping said firmly, then threw a storage ring over.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, what are you doing?"

Zhou Wuchun's eyes changed and he said strangely.

I saw Chen Ping waving his sleeves, and two blue balls flew out, aiming at the position of the main hall.

Everyone took a closer look, what is this if it's not a common photo-bead?

"Ye likes to leave his name when he does good deeds. Fellow Taoists, there is no need to panic."
Chapter completed!