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 aura in his mask 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 it like a shooting star.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, if you haven't urged the spirit ship to stay away from this place, you might 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 Palace 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 spirit 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 old man's 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 be aware of the value of the Guiyi Warming Pill. In our Lanyue Sect, we sell it for thirty

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

"I can't afford such a precious 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!