The broad-eared hunter who ran on the last one was carrying a chubby, roughly seven or eight years old black-faced boy.

The group of people all showed horror, and they threw their bows and arrows and daggers all the way, as if there was something terrifying behind them.

"Ao!"

The roar shook the sky, and the penetration shocked half of the forest.

Chen Ping glanced at him with a squinted eye and it turned out that a white tiger was following him, hunting and killing the group of hunters.

Its size is nearly twice as big as an average wild tiger.

Let's play with it. The whole body is white, the tail is thick, and it has a circle of black rings. While running, it thrusts towards the ground like a steel whip.

"No wonder, this big bug is almost cultivating into a demon spirit."

Chen Ping's heart moved slightly, but he didn't expect that in this barren Hengshan Island, wild beasts actually touched the realm of enlightenment.

Mortals open up spiritual consciousness and become monks.

Similarly, if an ordinary beast produces a demon spirit, it will transform into a so-called first-level monster.

However, this white tiger with eyes has not yet completely transformed into a demon, otherwise the hunters would have been killed completely.

Chen Ping did not rush to leave, but stood leisurely with his hands behind his back.

But he didn't know that in the eyes of those hunters, his posture seemed to be frightened by a big bug.

"Little brother, run away quickly, the demon tiger behind him can eat people!"

The elderly hunter running in the front was panting and did not forget to warn loudly.

"Oh, I'm scared!"

Seeing that he was not moving, the elderly hunter hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and ran back, grabbed Chen Ping's shoulder, and shouted, "Don't be alive? Run with me!"

"boom!"

Just as the older hunter's hand was about to touch Chen Ping, he seemed to feel a wind wall hitting him, and his whole body was directly shaken away dozens of feet away.
Chapter completed!