"Third-level monster."

His heart suddenly tightened, and Chen Ping immediately released a ray of spiritual thought, which wrapped around the Zimu Sword and the Golden Spear Sky-Breaking Talisman in the storage ring.

This demonic consciousness is so condensed that it cannot be reached by those in the early or middle stages, at least by third-order monsters in the late stages and above.

Their specific cultivation levels are too different to determine.

If it really comes towards the Blue Wolf, the monks on this spiritual ship will soon face disaster.

Even Chen Ping didn't think he had any chance of survival.

He tried to escape, but he could only escape from death by using the Demon King's Blood Explosion Technique and the Shadow Escape Step while the Demon King was distracted and slaughtering other monks. He could escape thousands or tens of thousands of miles at a time.

But the premise is that the demon king will not chase him and attack, otherwise all the efforts will be in vain.

"Why is there a demon king appearing here?"

Chen Ping's heartbeat quickened and he felt secretly unbelievable.

Every hundred years, the Lanyue Sect organizes monks to regularly exterminate monsters.

The key thing to deal with is the third-order monster beast that is comparable to the human race's golden elixir realm.

For thousands of years, there have been very few sightings of third-level monsters in the waters commanded by the Lan Yue Sect.

In addition, the Canglang is currently less than 30,000 miles away from Wangqin Island, which is considered the inland sea area of ​​​​the human race.

The big demon's mind is already mature, how could he attack the spirit ship on Wangqin Island so blatantly?

Chen Ping exhaled a worried breath, and forced himself to calm down his nervous emotions.

The huge demonic consciousness swept around the Blue Wolf and then dispersed like a tide.

For a moment, he couldn't tell the demon king's intention, so it was better to wait and see what happened.

On the spirit ship, there are Shen Wanwan and Tang Lilin, two monks with strong backgrounds. If the Demon King has other agendas, they should be the ones to negotiate.

"Huhu"

There were waves of roaring and rolling sounds outside the window, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Wave after wave kept coming, hitting the spiritual ship, making a roar like the earth was shattering, spraying snow-white foam, and one after another seemed to be an endless jade spring.

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, knowing that this was the prelude to the appearance of the great demon.

Suppressing his consciousness, he explored the nearby stone chamber and found that several people on the same level had quietly opened a crack in the window and cast their gaze towards the distant sea.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ping retreated to the corner, then waved his hand, and a small hole as big as a tooth appeared in the stone wall.

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

In front of a third-level monster, he would never dare to use the power of his divine consciousness, lest he be misunderstood.

I saw that the sea surface more than ten miles away was churning violently, like a pool of boiling hot water, and suddenly huge waves rose up, rolling out from the sea surface and heading straight into the sky.

The formation of the dark green sea water is like thousands of galloping war horses, charging into the formation with astonishing momentum.

This wave spread nearly fifty feet, rolled up sea water as high as a city wall, covered the sky and the sun, and temporarily blocked the light.

At the very top of the wave, a dazzling silver light flashed brightly. The next moment, the light disappeared, and a giant beast suddenly revealed its true form.

This is a toad monster with a body as black as ink and eyes as red as lanterns. It is fifteen to six feet long and its limbs are extremely thick. At first glance, it looks like the beams of a palace.

What makes people's scalp numb is that the surface of this demon's back is densely covered with thousands of strange purple eyes. As it opens and closes, cold eyes from all directions are shot at the Blue Wolf's eyes.

location.

"boom!"

Being struck by an extremely cold sight, Chen Ping's sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly felt extremely painful, and the power of his soul instantly melted by 30%. In shock, he quickly withdrew his gaze.

Without looking into the purple eyes, Chen Fang felt a little more comfortable. He already knew what the big demon who intercepted the spirit ship was.

Bloodline of the Heavenly Demon, Ancient Toad with Thousand Eyes!

It even ranks higher than the Black Fire Crow among all the Heavenly Demon bloodlines, and is recognized as a monster that is infinitely close to the Saint Demon bloodline.

In ancient times, the toad's reputation was astonishing, and it was a giant monster that could go hand in hand with the real dragon.

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

Although there are only a handful of toads of the same species that can control it, it cannot be denied that in the remote and remote training world of Yuanyan Islands, a third-level peak Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad can almost be said to be invincible to anyone below the Golden Core level. Already.

"The disaster is serious."

Chen Ping frowned and looked gloomy.

The purple eyes on the back of this ancient toad are all open, obviously it has awakened its innate magical power.

According to the records on the Ten Thousand Demons Bloodline List, the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad can release a spell similar to a divine soul attack.

Just like just now, an unintentional glance in Zi Ming's eyes cut off 30% of his soul power.

Once the ancient toad identifies him and casts a spell, it is afraid that the sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered immediately, and there will be no chance of life anymore.

"Junior Shen Wanwan has met Uncle Toad!"

Suddenly, a clear sound came from the cabin of the pagoda. The sound was so clear and sweet that Chen Ping was stunned when he heard it, and then a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face.

The owner of this voice was none other than Shen Wanwan.

She actually got to know this Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad and even called him Uncle Master. Could it be that he was the great protector demon of Lan Yue Sect?

"Cock-cack-cack-cack-cack."

The toad on the wave wave raised his head and sent a message to Shen Wanwan.

After a few breaths, Shen Wanwan's voice sounded again: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic. Master Toad is the protector spirit beast of our Lanyue Sect. This time, he has received orders from his ancestors to clear the nearby sea area of ​​all enemies." A swarm of mosquito monsters that poses a great threat to our human race just happened to meet us on the way back to our clan."

"call!"

After hearing these words, Chen Ping relaxed completely, and his mood rose from the abyss to the clouds.

What a twist!

Chen Ping's thoughts moved slightly, and his skills were running rapidly, drying up the wet cold sweat.

Although I couldn't see the expressions of the other monks, I guess they were just like him, embracing the joy of escaping from death.

"The true form of my senior Lan Yue Sect is here, why are you fellow Taoists huddled in the cabin?"

Shen Wanwan's voice was full of dissatisfaction, accompanied by water-like spiritual power that spread throughout the Canglang.

"It's not that simple."

Chen Ping frowned and carefully observed the reaction of the monk who lived a few houses next door.

It wasn't until a series of breaths flew out of the cabin that Chen Ping cautiously opened the restriction and followed slowly.

When he approached the deck of the spirit ship, more than a hundred monks had gathered here.

"Fellow Daoist Ye."

Ding Mingyang, who had arrived a few steps earlier when he saw Chen Ping, said with his mouth.

Chen Ping nodded slightly towards him, and the looks they exchanged were filled with the meaning of surviving a disaster.

After a short period of more than ten breaths, all the monks in the pagoda cabin finally came out.

At this time, the number of monks on the deck reached more than 160.

Among them, there are forty-one foundation-building monks, and the rest are junior Qi practitioners.

Tang Lilin, Tang Feng, the three guardian elders of the Qu family and others stood at the front, bowing their heads, their expressions respectful but without fear.

Hiding in the crowd, Chen Ping raised his eyelids and saw that Shen Wanwan had tied up two black waist-length ponytails, floating in the air, her legs were slender, and her bright eyes were vaguely charming and charming.

However, no one dared to look at her again at this moment.
Chapter completed!