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Not only Chen Ping and the others, but also the immortal cultivators who were entering and exiting the ferry were all pale-faced and confused at this moment, and they fled into the spiritual boats around them in a panic.

In some states of mind, those with low cultivation cannot even control the magic weapon or escape light, so they stagger and fall into the sea, imitate the flopping of ordinary fishermen, and swim back with all their strength.

Just as the Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle's true form arrived at the ferry, not only the nearby buildings began to shake, but the entire island seemed to tremble slightly.

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

If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to find that he is a lively and energetic person.

"calm down!"

Even though the days in his heart were like years and he was suffering so much, Chen Ping still comforted himself like this.

Running away now is no different than a moth flying into a flame.

The flight speed of a fourth-level monster is much higher than that of a Yuandan monk, let alone a flying monster bird?

If he fled to the deep sea and made too much noise and was noticed by Shuixuan Dragon Eagle, he would probably die faster and more completely.

Hiding in the spirit ship is actually the safest way at present.

At the Ceylon Island ferry, there were seven or eight Yuan Dan monks, hundreds of foundation builders, plus guides and local residents, the number was more than 3,000 people.

Even with the power of the fourth-level Water Mysterious Dragon Eagle, it would not be able to kill them all in a short while.

If this monster really goes on a killing spree at the ferry, it will be time for the dead Taoist friend to die for the poor Taoist.

Obviously, Wu Feihe, Xiong Dingtian and other Yuan Dan all have the same plan as him.

"Pavilion Master Wu, is this demon clan senior the Water Mysterious Dragon Eagle from Sanjue Palace?"

Chen Ping turned his eyes and asked via voice transmission.

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

He could more or less guess what this woman was thinking.

After all, the two signed a real demon contract, and in critical moments, they had no choice but to rely on each other.

Hearing this, Wu Feihe smiled bitterly and stretched out a finger to write a row of words in the air.

"really."

Chen Ping's expressionless face suddenly became particularly ugly.

Wu Feihe told him with certainty that the Shuixuan Dragon Eagle that was killing people on Ceylon Island was probably the fourth-order monster enshrined in the Sanjue Hall.

The evidence is very straightforward.

The cold light shining in the claws of the dragon eagle is a set of magic weapons that Sanjue Palace collected fifth-level ore and asked several masters to craft it over many years!

This special set of psychic tools cost Sanjue Palace nearly 10 million spiritual stone resources.

It is definitely something unique among the Yuanyan Islands.

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

But this fact is too creepy.

The Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle is a spiritual beast that has been enshrined in the Sanjue Hall for two thousand years. Its status and identity are no less than those of Jin Dan Zhenren.

How could the ancestor of the demon race, who had always been on the side of the human race, cause trouble on the island of Ceylon for no reason?

There must be a major hidden secret that no one knows about!

Chen Ping's mouth twitched and he pursed his lips in fear.

The Shuixuan Dragon Eagle of Sanjue Hall was already at the mid-fourth level of cultivation a hundred years ago.

This eagle possesses the blood of the Holy Demon, and is much stronger than the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad of Lan Yue Sect.

Just like the mutated spiritual roots and spiritual bodies of the human race, they are the best in the same level at every stage.

Any early-level fourth-level monster can easily crush him to death, let alone this mid-level dragon eagle!

"I know two of the corpses under Dragon Eagle's claws. They are Lord Du of Ceylon City and a deacon stationed on the island from my Lanyue Sect."

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

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

A fourth-level monster with the holy demon bloodline can kill a few Yuandan monks just like he slaughtered the junior Foundation Builders, with no difficulty at all.

But what Wu Feihe expressed was obviously another meaning.

Both of the two noble human monks died tragically under the claws of the eagle, which indicates that the amulet of Lan Yue, the amulet that Wu Feihe has always been proud of, is useless!

"ah!"

Outside the spirit ship, there were endless screams of pain. Chen Ping looked along the gap in the ship's window and felt a chill in his heart. The worst had happened!

I saw that the dragon eagle had already flown above the ferry. The head on the left rotated slightly, and the bird's beak opened wide, revealing two rows of densely packed barb-shaped teeth.

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

The monks immediately panicked and fled, but the speed of the blue water far exceeded that of ordinary light escaping.

More than a hundred monks who were living outside had their hair and clothes stained more or less by a drop of blue water. Then they held their heads in agony and screamed, and then streams of blue smoke mixed with the smell of corpses came out.

, all turned into transparent air.

Even the unparalleled hardness of the storage ring has not been spared!

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

All human beings within a radius of dozens of miles were extinct.

"Chirp!"

The Shuixuan Dragon Eagle screamed loudly, and a pair of blood-red eyes embedded in the left head reflected a cold color.

The fourth-level demon king's spiritual intelligence is on par with ordinary human monks.

So, it knows exactly what it's doing!

"Strange."

Chen Ping lowered his head and looked at the white ball in his hand, and said with a frown.

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

Without using spiritual consciousness or magic, with the help of this bead, one can easily see things within a radius of twenty miles.

But he never thought that something he thought was useless would be put to use so quickly.

I saw a scene projected in the Mingmu Pearl, with the body of Shui Xuan Dragon Eagle occupying most of it.

This eagle is born with two heads and is very magical.

Logically speaking, the two ends are independent of each other and are dominated by the same consciousness.

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

The head on the left side of the dragon eagle was full of energy and vitality, but the other head with a bifurcated neck was listless, as if it had suffered a huge blow and was sluggish.

"Chirp!"

The head on the left side raised its head, as if showing off proudly to someone, folded its wings, straightened its rear half demon body slightly, and a gray eagle tail more than ten feet long stood upright in the air.

"Chirp!"

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

The sharp pliers pecked at the eye socket of the left head. The opponent did not dodge, and there was a trace of anthropomorphic sneer in the pupils.

"Ding!"

The right head seemed to have no power and was tickling the left head, unable to break through the latter's physical defense.

The eagle on the left swung its head violently, lifted its huge eagle tail more than ten feet long, swept it hard, and waved out a bunch of blue wind blades.

These wind blades turned around, and an incredible tearing force suddenly surged out, hitting a small spiritual ship beneath them.

The shield formed by the restriction around the spirit ship seemed to be as vulnerable as paper. Not only did it crack with a muffled sound, but it was instantly turned into pieces by the wind blade, and there was also a faint trace of it.

of blood mist.

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

There was a human monk in the middle stage of Yuan Dan hiding in that small spiritual ship. However, this man had no resistance at all and was easily wiped out by Dragon Eagle.

The power of the fourth-level monster is so terrifying!

"No, I have to find a way to escape. Hiding on the boat will eventually lead to death."

Chen Ping forced himself to calm down, floated and moved to the window.

He holds ten drops of essence and blood in his mouth, ready to launch the Demonic Escape Shadow Step at any time.

If Long Ying didn't choose to pursue him immediately, he would have a great chance of escaping.
To be continued...