Slaughtering tens of thousands of people in a city, Chu Cheng couldn't think of anyone other than the demon clan who could do such a thing that people and gods were angry about.

Hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out in a single day. Today, the entire ink soil is afraid of millions of corpses.

Except for more remote areas. The rest of the land. It has completely become a dead place. Not a single mouth remained.

Chu Cheng continued to fly and saw one dead city after another. Every lord of the city was crucified in the city walls.

"In four cities in a row, the people of the city were all crucified, and it seems that it was done by one person. Chu Cheng was in the middle of high school, looked down, looked at the corpse, and muttered.

"Why did there be such a big movement in the ink soil, and those immortal cultivators in the East China Sea who came down were unmoved?" Chu Cheng looked serious and frowned deeply.

In the night sky, it is clear that the light of the Buddha is shining. But it's a Shura purgatory. The smell of blood was thick in the air.

That's when it happened. High in the sky, a long rainbow roared and swept past Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng hurriedly turned his head to look, but his face changed suddenly.

"Damn it!"

Chu Cheng flew away, followed the Changhong closely, and played the magic trick to seal the Changhong.

Nine consecutive spells were played, and finally slowed down the speed of this Changhong.

Chu Cheng took a step forward, and in a flash, he came to Changhong's body and lifted it.

The rainbow light dissipated, revealing a head.

This head, the temples are white, and the face is even more pale.

"Lingsha's grandfather......." Chu Cheng said with an ugly face.

Lu Lingsha's grandfather is also dead, and there is nowhere to ask about the magic of their cultivation.

"Damn Demon ......." Chu Cheng's face was covered with frost.

He had always thought that the other chapters of the Nine Heavens Xuangong were on this old man. But now that the old man is dead, how to find the whereabouts of Xuan Gong?

"Lingsha ......" Chu Cheng looked at this head and sighed for Lingsha.

This is Lu Lingsha's only close relative, and now she is dead. She is alone in this world.

"Where is Ryosha now? I hope she's okay. ”

Now the Ink Soil Refining Land has become a real mess, and there are corpses everywhere.

"There is a word eyebrow next to Lingsha, it should be fine. Chu Cheng sighed again and flew down. Reaching out and slashing towards the ground, a hole was revealed.

Chu Cheng placed the old man's head in the pit, calmed the mud and sand, and then stood up and said, "Rest in peace!

After a while, Chu Cheng got up and continued to fly towards the summoned place.

Chu Cheng didn't notice that after he turned around, under the dirt, the head suddenly opened its eyes.

The vast area of ink and soil is millions of miles. The place of the Buddha's light is far, far away from Chu Cheng. If you want to get there, it will take two days.

Time passed, and two days passed in a blink of an eye. Chu Cheng flew at full speed, during which he still saw the dead cities and the corpses in the cities.

Chu Cheng has seen a lot of these scenes, so much that they have reached 100 cities. Seeing these again was just a sweep of the divine sense, and he left the place.

Just as he passed through the city, Chu Cheng said softly.

His body flew swiftly into the city, stopping in front of the corpse of a young man.

The body was soaking wet, apparently suffocating.

"It's a different person. Chu Cheng looked at the corpse and said softly.

None of the corpses along the way were infected by the demonic qi, which made Chu Cheng wonder if it was the people of the demon clan.

The deaths of these people are all suffocation. The whole city was drenched with drinking water, and the smell of sea water wafted through it.

There is very little clean water in the ink. There will be no seawater. Here, there is only one explanation for the smell of seawater, and that is the domain.

The domain of the Monk of the Avatar. The realm of water.

It's just that Chu Cheng couldn't figure out why the Divine Cultivator slaughtered the people of the Ink Land.

"It shouldn't be those god-shifting monks. Chu Cheng shook his head and rejected this conjecture. Bending down, reaching out to the corpse's waist, pulling a talisman off from the waist.

In this symbol, there is a five, and seven hours.

A five-character character represents five days. If the young monk does not die, then after five days, he will be able to end his status as a sinner and return to the East China Sea.

"Thank you!" Chu Cheng took back the talisman and thanked him.

The movement that took place in the ink soil, and the more than twenty god-transforming monks also noticed it, so the battle for the supreme treasure was not only an opponent of the demon man.

With a formation that can quickly teleport away from the ink soil, it is also a kind of backhand for Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and waved, and thick inky flames flew away from his palms and landed on these corpses. For a time, a raging fire broke out and burned the whole city.

In a few moments, the bodies were burned to ashes.

Chu Cheng left again, at this moment, less than 10,000 miles away from the summoned place.

It only takes 10,000 miles to reach your destination.

Chu Cheng's original location was too far away from Motu. So I didn't meet those god-transforming monks in the immortal sect on the way.

But after all, there were more than twenty god-transforming monks who came to the ink soil. Even if most of them have arrived, there will still be some who are too far from the center.

Just after Chu Cheng flew five thousand miles, a green light broke through the sky.

The original form of this green mang is a nail.

The nails shone in cold light, and the murderous atmosphere was cold. Straight towards Chu Cheng.

The speed of this green mang was so fast that even Chu Cheng didn't have time to react.

"Who is it?"

Chu Cheng's face changed in an instant, and the peach blossoms of ten miles suddenly flashed, floating in front of him.

Immediately after, a pair of armor suddenly appeared on Chu Cheng's body, covering his entire body.

Before the peach blossoms could condense into a wall, the nail had already penetrated the air attack among the peach blossoms and hit Chu Cheng.

There was a muffled sound, followed by a click. A crack suddenly appeared in the black armor on Chu Cheng's body. Its body is also constantly regressing.

The qi and blood in his body boiled, and a fishy sweet smell poured into his throat.

It wasn't until he took a hundred steps back that Chu Cheng stopped.

"Who is it?"

Chu Cheng raised his head suddenly, and when he saw the figure ten miles away, his face changed again.

It was a middle-aged scribe with a nail between his fingers.

"This is ......." Chu Cheng saw this nail, and the pupils of his eyes shrank sharply.

When he rushed to the center of the inkland, he saw many dead cities, and many of them were dead under a nail.

"You slaughtered the people of the ink land?" Chu Cheng said coldly, his heart filled with murderous intent.

The aura exuded by this middle-aged scribe had reached the middle stage of the transformation of gods. It felt like there was a big mountain opposite Chu Cheng. It seems that he is obviously not a member of the demon race, but a god-transforming monk in the East China Sea Immortal Gate.

When the middle-aged scribe saw that he couldn't nail Chu Cheng to death because of his attack, he was also shocked.

"You're not bad, you can resist a blow from this seat. It seems that he is also one of the strongest in Motu. The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to slip through the net." It's a pity that you still met this seat, and you still have to die. ”

Although the middle-aged scribe did not directly state it, he had already tacitly acquiesced in his intention to slaughter the people of Motu.

"As the righteous path of the human race, why do you want to do such a terrible and tragic thing?" Chu Cheng suppressed his anger and asked.

This is a mid-stage cultivator of the Transformation Gods, Chu Cheng is not an opponent at all, and he is in danger at the moment.