"What, quickly launch the Wind Thunder Cannon!" Wang Fei shouted hurriedly.

"The twenty wind and thunder cannons on the left and right sides are ready, but the power of these cannons is only enough to fight the demonic beasts below level 30, and the long-necked dragon demonic beasts that came today are level 40......" the boat guy said in fear.

"Let's go and see! I really can't do it, I have to take a detour......" Wang Fei sighed.

"Is it common to see a level forty demonic beast on this big river?" Yang Feng asked.

"The common thing on the river is the thirty-level demonic beast, it is rare to see those above the thirty-level level, and the forty-level ones are even more unheard of......" Wang Fei's face was covered with gloomy clouds, although he was young and old, and the things he read were not small, but it was the first time he had encountered such a critical situation today.

A level forty demonic beast is actually nothing to Yang Feng, with his thirty-fifth level cultivation level, even if he does not use Jialan's qi to improve his hidden strength, he can still defeat a level forty or so demonic beast. But his current identity is not a person who cultivates the truth, just an ordinary person who "can't" cultivate the true arts, although he has the so-called "innate divine power", it is estimated that he is definitely not the opponent of a level forty Warcraft. Not to mention the Demonic Beast, even if he was only a cultivator of a dozen levels, he had no chance of winning. The only mortals he can fight are mortals who can't cultivate true arts......

It seems that he has to break his vows today, and in that case, level 50 masters will follow one after another, and his desire to find a secluded place on the southern border will be in vain.

"Brother Liu doesn't rest here, and the younger brother will come when he goes. Wang Fei looked at Yang Fengdao.

Yang Feng stood up from the couch, nodded at him and said, "I'll go too." ”

"The current situation on the river is dangerous, Brother Liu is not a cultivator, let's just stay here, this chacha has excellent sealing performance, in case you can't resist the demonic beast, you can also sink underwater to avoid ......" Wang Fei hurriedly dissuaded.

"Okay, I like to watch the excitement, I also want to see what this level forty demonic beast looks like?" Yang Feng said lightly.

"Oh well. Wang Fei couldn't resist Yang Feng, so he had to take him with him.

Instead of ascending to the deck of the Giant Chariot (which itself has no deck), the group went to a special cabin at the head of the Giant Lodge, which was also the highest part of the Giant Lodge, where a large crystal-like object was installed, through which the outside could be seen.

Wang Fei introduced: "This is the Thang Long submersible, which my father bought from a merchant from another world, and you can see the outside scene without leaving the portal or opening the window. ”

"What a nice baby. Yang Feng said with sincere admiration.

At this moment, through the Shenglong submersible, you can see a small mountain-like back on the river surface in the distance, and people who don't know it think that it is an isolated island or a mountain bag, of course, you can also make up its brain as the back of a giant tortoise, but such a giant tortoise is really unprecedented and unprecedented.

I can't see where the head of that thing is now, all I can see in my field of vision is the boundless evil waves that are overwhelming, and the waves of white flowers hit the surface of the dragon submersible one after another, and the sky is also dark clouds rolling, lightning and thunder, the aura of this demonic beast is really not ordinarily powerful!

"Why doesn't the Wind Thunder Cannon fire?" Wang Fei asked eagerly.

"There have been two rounds of bombardment, but it has not worked in the slightest, and a third round of charges is currently underway. One of the boatmen replied.

"Hurry up!" Wang Fei shouted.

"Yes!" replied the crew.

In a few moments, a row of huge fireballs of fire was launched from the giant chariot!

The huge fireball of "Boom Boom" accurately smashed on the black back, and the water waves on the river suddenly shot out and the smoke filled the sky, and the black back was instantly wrapped in the splashing waves and the huge flames that diffused......

"The power of this wind thunder cannon is equivalent to the cultivation power of a level 30 Daoist, mainly with fire attribute attacks, supplemented by thunder and lightning attacks, the same level of demonic beasts will be beaten into powder, and the demonic beasts between level 31 and 35 will also be injured and disabled, I just don't know what will happen to these level 40 demonic beasts?" Wang Fei explained to Yang Feng.

"Master, it still doesn't work. The boat crew reported to Wang Fei.

At this moment the giant shook violently, and everyone almost fell to the ground, and the crew cried out in panic: "The dragon has raised its head! The dragon has raised its head......

Yang Feng also subconsciously looked outside through the Ascending Dragon Submersible......

I saw that the mountain-like back had begun to move, and the river in front of the back seemed to be boiling water churning violently, in the turbulent waves, a huge head was parting and the waves came out from under the water, this thing looked a bit like a horse at first glance, but its face was covered with thick tentacles like a python's body, its two eyes radiated a miserable white light like a lantern, its mouth was even more strange, the bifurcated blood-colored long letter rolled in the air, and the two huge fangs were like two incomparable giant knives, hanging high between heaven and earth!

The strangest thing is that there is a slender and long neck under the head of the dragon head (of course, it is relatively thin here, in fact, it is thicker than the wooden barrel used by a farmer to carry water), and the root of the neck is naturally attached to the back of the hill.

It turns out that this is how the name of the long-necked dragon monster came from!

"There's no way, let's go down!" Wang Fei waved his hand helplessly to the boat guy.

"Wait a minute, do you have a door or window on this board?" Yang Feng looked at Wang Feidao.

"What does Brother Liu mean?"

"I'm going out to meet this monster for a while. Yang Feng said lightly.

"What, Brother Liu, this is no joke, you can't even ...... the true arts."

"I'm never joking!" Yang Feng's expression was still calm.

"No, I can't let you go on an adventure no matter what, this is a level forty demonic beast, not an ordinary wolf, worm, snake and crocodile, although Brother Liu's divine power is amazing, but after all, he is only a mortal......" Wang Fei shook his head desperately.

Yang Feng's pair of rhino eyes looked around, and he had already seen that there should be a ventilation hole in the upper left corner of the room, and there should be no problem getting out from there. At that moment, he jumped up with a "poof", climbed the baffle of the vent, and took off the baffle weighing thousands of catties with just one break, and then jumped out of the hole......

The last time he broke into the Nine Illusion Mansion, Yang Feng picked up countless treasures, and many of them hadn't had time to count and sort them out. For example, he found a blood wing armor from the corpse of a forty-first-level blood-toothed demonic beast, this thing is as light as a thin veil, but the protection is quite strong, and the Daoist below the forty-level will not move at all, unless the Daoist above the forty-first level hits it.

Yang Feng secretly communicated with Zhao Xueqin at that time, wanting to give her this treasure, but Zhao Xueqin also got an ice silk armor, and she asked Yang Feng to keep it for herself. Yang Feng left the Blood Wing Armor behind......