Chen Ping carefully escaped for thousands of miles at low altitude before slowly landing.

Spotting the grassland ahead, he galloped away with all his strength.

There are at least four or five high-level sea clansmen in this secret realm.

Naturally, it is impossible to go back along the original route.

Just find another place to stay.

Although he was not seriously injured in the battle with the Cha Hai tribe, most of his mana was consumed. ??

It's safer to recover to your peak first and then continue exploring the secret realm.

"That guy's breath has completely disappeared."

Suspended on the sparkling green grassland, Chen Ping used a technique to sense the yin and yang mosquito venom, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The effective distance of this tracking technique is eight thousand miles.

At this moment, the spell failed, which meant that the fourth-level peak sea clan was no longer nearby.

Chen Ping dug into the soil while smiling slightly fearfully.

The old man from the sea tribe who came to support was too strong.

I'm afraid that Gu Sixian, who controls the Lingbao, will have an unpredictable life or death against him.

However, compared to the fallen Meng Hai clan, he finally managed to save his life.

There's not much to complain about either.

He wasn't worried about the old man from the sea tribe being able to detect mosquito poison.

This object has been specially refined and cannot be deciphered by the consciousness of less than one hundred thousand feet.

"No, if there is a fifth-level existence in that group of sea tribes, if the old man meets with them, wouldn't he be exposed immediately?"

Chen Ping, who was suspicious, felt a chill in his heart, and immediately accelerated his flight, running wildly regardless of loss.

…

This is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles.

It is dotted with dozens of pearl-like lakes, large and small.

A huge lake is embedded deep in the mountains.

The water surface is emerald green, and when the breeze blows, circles of ripples ripple on the surface.

And there are some fish and shrimps swimming around.

At the bottom of the giant lake, there is an unfathomable underwater basin, but it is covered with layers of mysterious restrictions.

The seemingly vast basin was tightly protected.

Under the restriction, there was a dense fog that never dispersed.

Ordinary creatures cannot see clearly what is going on inside.

In the basin, beside a winding path, a vague figure sat cross-legged.

Beside him are a seven-color Pegasus with dazzling brilliance and a more powerful gray rat.

"I have traveled more than 60,000 miles, and even the fifth-level sea clan is helpless."

Chen Ping said to himself calmly.

This secret realm is really big.

He flew for several days, occasionally taking a break in between, but he couldn't see the edge.

The lake where it is currently located is so vast that it is rarely seen by the outside world.

There are countless monsters under the water, and they often appear in groups.

Fortunately, Chen Ping has not detected any fourth-level creatures yet.

Only then did we make a decision, set up formations and defenses, and planned to rest here for the time being.

After swallowing a few recovery pills, Chen Ping clapped his hands, and an ordinary old tree root spiraled out.

The fifth-level spiritual object, the ghost tree that crosses the industry!

Chen Ping summoned it to the outside world, naturally to raise pigs for the festival.

Then, he took it out in his arms and poured out a nearly transparent soul from the sutra-sealing bottle.

This is the soul thread of the Cha Hai clan.

But this soul thread is like a candle in a hurricane, very weak and may be extinguished at any time.

The power of the Coral Dharma made Chen Ping feel excited.

After many experiments, he finally figured out that the dragon horn attack could not exert a similar "killing" effect on monks whose spiritual consciousness was weaker than his.

It is a strange method specifically designed to restrain human souls.

In addition to the dragon's horns, there are four branches on the dharma image.

Extrapolating further, does each branch control a race?

When the realm improves, will it become brighter one by one?

This made Chen Ping full of expectations for his future path to immortality.

Twisting the soul thread of Cha Hai clan, he carefully explored it.

Due to the collapse of the soul power, this soul thread has sealed itself and lost its independent consciousness.

If left alone, the Cha Hai people will die completely within a few days.

In this state, of course, the soul search cannot be successful.

Chen Ping pursed his lips and carefully placed the soul thread on the ghost wood flower.

"Friend Taoist Cha, please be angry. Don't just die."

Praying with hidden concern, Chen Ping's face became serious.

The feeling the secret realm gave him became increasingly weird.

The Hai clan with the Cha surname understood the physical star, and its physical body is an excellent puppet seedling.

However, the seven-color light mask that appeared inexplicably broke the storage ring and flew into the space crack.

It is equivalent to directly losing a fourth-level puppet.

But compared to the truth behind it, these are just side details.

You must know that the stability of the storage ring's space is unparalleled in the world.

rare.

Even if he tries his best, he can't even think of destroying it.

The seven-color light mask did it, instantly shattering the storage ring.

This requires at least level five strength.

What is the intention of taking away the physical body of the Hai clan?

What made Chen Ping shudder even more was that what Jiu Qingguan suppressed might be an evil creature.

To achieve a certain purpose, deliberately attracting creatures?

He is not an ignorant little monk who has just embarked on the path to immortality.

Through some clues, I immediately came up with my own speculation.

The secret realm of Feitian Sect?

Chen Ping couldn't help but smile coldly.

A mere Nascent Soul Sect would never be able to create such a huge battle.

Even the extinct sea tribe from the Yuanyan Islands appeared.

Moreover, listening to the meaning of the words of the Hai clan, it seems that it and the people of the tribe were also transmitted from the outside world.

Maybe besides the entrance to Tianshou Island, there are other teleportation channels in other sea areas?

Chen Ping felt more and more weird, but there was no more evidence at the moment.

We can only hope that the next soul search will produce valuable results.

…

"boom!"

A wolf-toothed club hit the bottom of the water, forming a deep pit several miles in diameter.

The surrounding fish and shrimps turned into rain of blood.

Chen Ping frowned, obviously not satisfied.
To be continued...