Chapter 87 of the text volume of Haoyu True Immortal Jinrui Island "Roar!"

The white tiger glared at all limbs, flew for a long distance, and immediately caught up with the hunter who was at the end and carrying a child on his back.

Then, the tiger claws as thick as a knife board were slapped at the black-faced child.

"father!"

The fishy smell swept over Li Feng, and the black-faced child shivered and shouted in panic.

"Beast, you dare!"

The wide-eared hunter glared and protected his son behind him.

Obviously, he planned to use his life to block this dead claw!

"Old Sun!"

"Brother Sun!"

Before the group of hunters could catch their senses from the shock that Chen Ping brought to them, they saw the black-faced children and father and son falling into danger, stopping one by one, and quickly rescued with steel forks.

However, with a "swoosh" sound, a faint blue light beam came from nowhere, passing through the forehead of the white tiger like lightning.

"Ao!"

The big bug let out a heart-wrenching wail, which was fierce and rampant the moment before, and fell directly from mid-air, and there was no movement in an instant.

Everyone was stunned. This was a big bug that had become a demon!

Their special crossbows were as strong as iron, and their special force crossbows left only a white mark on the tiger's back, let alone the hardest skull.

But a mysterious thing actually penetrated his head.

After seeing again, the dark green beam of light actually floated into the hands of the monk in blue.

"Immortal...Master Immortal!"

Everyone was panicked and knelt all over the ground in a dark state.

"Xiaotong, kneel down."

The hunter surnamed Sun pulled the corner of his son's clothes and whispered.

"Immortal."

The black-faced boy obediently bowed down, his pair of bright little eyes staring at the evil shadow needle, bright and energetic.

Although Hengshan Island is a remote place, immortal masters come here to recruit disciples every ten years, so except for Sun Tong, who is dissatisfied with the kindergarten, others have met immortal masters.

Chen Ping glanced at everyone with a cold expression. Without saying a word, then the steamer suddenly appeared on his feet, and there was no sign in the blink of an eye.

"It was the immortal master who saved us!"

The older hunter's hands and feet were trembling, and he was so excited that he couldn't do it himself.

"Is this the power that only immortals can control?"

Xiao Suntong's eyes were burning, and he stood up first, bowed deeply to the direction where Chen Ping left.

"Everyone will separate this tiger demon!"

The elderly hunter pointed to the ground and said happily.

Even if more than a dozen families are divided equally, it is enough to build a small courtyard for each.

...

One month later.

A golden spiritual boat as high as twenty feet high was sailing on the sea, shaking the waves.

There are five floors above and below the spiritual boat. From a distance, it looks like a giant whale.

The dozen or so gun barrels with their heads raised and raised erect on the side walls of the ship are shining brightly.

More than a hundred flags were inserted on the hull, dancing in the wind, embroidered with the word "Wang".

This is a large spiritual boat of the Wang family.

The cannon mounted can emit an attacking magical power similar to the Qiankun Pillar.

When confronting head-on, ordinary foundation-building monks must avoid their edge.

It can be said that this large spiritual boat already has a trace of the shadow of the spiritual ship.

The fourth floor is the box No. 137.

Several curtains fell in front of the door, and the crystal jewelry dotted there between them was transparent and crystal clear, full of luxury.

The gilded bizarre bronze furnace next to it was lit with a faint blue smoke, which made people feel refreshed.

This is an incense made of first-level spiritual wood and Mingxuan wood.

It can calm your mind and nourish your soul, which will help monks enter the state of cultivation faster.

Just one three inches short, it costs almost thirty spirit stones.

The first Mingxuan incense was given by the Wang family. After burning it out, you can only buy it yourself if you want to use it.

"We will arrive at Jinrui Island tomorrow."

Chen Ping sat in front of the window, enjoying the endless sea view of the waves.

This place belongs to the deep sea of ​​the Yuanyan Islands.

It is more than 16,000 miles away from Haichang Island.

After leaving Hengshan Island, he headed south all the way and finally arrived at Wangjia Island half a month ago.

There are dozens of forces of all sizes around, and there are only two islands that are capable of opening long-distance routes.

One is Haichang Island, and the other is this Wangjia Island.

Chen Ping had violated Chen Xingchao before, so of course he could not fall into the trap and then return to Haichang Island to take a boat.

Therefore, we can only settle for the second best and take a detour to Wangjia Island to take a large spiritual boat.

Due to the long journey, this trip will only happen every whole month.

Chen Ping waited for a while at the monks' inn on Wangjia Island.

Ten days ago, he actually boarded the spiritual boat heading to Jinrui Island.

I stopped several times on several islands in the middle, otherwise, at the speed of a large spiritual boat, I should have arrived at Jinrui Island long ago.

Even so, the expenses for this trip are extremely expensive.

The ticket price for ordinary cabins is fifty spirit stones, and the box ticket is as high as three hundred spirit stones. Only the more generous Qi-training monks are willing to buy it.

Because it is a deep-sea route, monsters appear frequently, and foundation-building monks will be escorted every time.

The Wang family is an affiliated force of the Jin family, and there are four foundation-building monks.

The person who took charge of this route was the second elder of the Wang family, Wang Fenglian in the middle stage of foundation building.

This person is a master of swordsmanship.

On the way, several waves of monsters attacked, and they were all killed by him.

The most dangerous time on the road was when two black hurricanes in the middle-stage second-level stage attacked the spiritual boat.

Wang Fenglian lost one by one and shouted "Fellow Daoist Qin". Then a handsome man in white flew out of a private room on the top floor and forced the black hurricane to retreat in a few rounds.

At that time, as soon as the man in white appeared, most monks recognized him at a glance.

They all spontaneously bowed their heads and bowed, showing a respectful look.

Some low-level female cultivators even look at the stars, wishing they could agree to their bodies.

Qin Dong, the island owner of "Qingmo Island", is a famous master of casual cultivators and his cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building.

He occupied the second-level island of Qingmo Island alone, and even the Wang family wanted to sell him some face.

After driving away the black hurricane, Qin Dong flashed away and never showed up again.

The next journey was quiet and there were no big ups and downs.

...

One day later.

"Jinrui Island is here, please leave as soon as possible."

Wang Fenglian's slightly old voice suddenly resounded throughout the spiritual boat.

Although he is called "Fellow Daoist", he has a sense of unquestionable command.

However, just a few blink of an eye, Chen Ping vaguely noticed a spiritual sense and was seeping into Qin Dong's private room.

I guess Wang Fenglian sent a message to Qin Dong alone.

But this is understandable.

The gap between the big realm is here.

Wang Fenglian is a master of foundation building. The only thing he can receive respect from him is a cultivator who is stronger than him.

Chen Ping followed the crowd and got off the spiritual boat.

The ferry here is several times larger than Haichang City.

There are at least dozens of sails competing in the shallow sea near the shore.

In the distance, a five-color lighthouse hundreds of feet tall stood tall.

Monks came one after another from all directions.

As you see, a prosperous scene is reflected.

The Jin family has been operating in Jinrui Island for thousands of years. In terms of scale and background, they are not comparable to the Chen family.
Chapter completed!