When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he burst out laughing. He looked at Chu Cheng like he was looking at a fool.

"Motu is a place of exile, these are sinners, and if you kill them, you will kill them. The middle-aged scribe sneered, "Do you think this matter can only be done by this seat?"

"What do you mean by that?" Chu Cheng's face was slightly cold, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "Seeing that you can resist a blow from this seat in the Jindan Realm, you must have been a genius in my East China Sea list back then, so let you die and understand." ”

He glanced at Chu Cheng and continued: "The person who slaughtered the people of the ink soil was not only this one, but our god cultivators, all of whom attacked together. ”

When the words fell, Chu Cheng's heart trembled, and he shook his head and said: "Impossible, these more than twenty god-transforming cultivators are all from the righteous path of the major immortal sects in the Eastern Soil, how could they do such a thing." ”

"Hehe, people die for money, and birds die for food. The Great Dao Supreme Treasure is in the world, how can it be won by others?" The middle-aged scribe sneered and spoke, and the two fingers of his right hand were already secretly exerting force, wanting to nail Chu Cheng to death with one blow.

More than 20 god-transforming monks actually showed such a tacit understanding at the same time, and the news of the appearance of the Supreme Treasure was passed on to the sect.

If it is rumored, the sect will at least send a Holy Void Strong, and even if it is a Venerable, it is not impossible. Even at critical moments, the Nine Great Immortal Sects will have saints to fight.

When the Holy Void Strong descended on the ink soil, this great treasure had nothing to do with them, let alone the Venerable and the Saint to make a move.

These more than 20 god-transforming monks, in order to prevent the immortal disciples sitting in the ink soil from spreading the news of the appearance of the treasure in the ink soil, had a tacit understanding to exterminate the cities along the road.

Only in this way can this battle for the supreme treasure belong to more than 20 of them, and there is a slight possibility of winning the supreme treasure.

"Dao Zhibao?" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he already knew it in his heart.

These god-transforming powerhouses do not pursue demon men, but slaughter the ink soil for the sake of the supreme treasure. This kind of thing is too infuriating.

Chu Cheng's thoughts are not wrong, it is true for himself. Always be vigilant in front of others.

In the face of interests, even saints will fight for it at all costs. Even if it is tens of millions of living beings, it is far less important than a treasure of the Great Dao.

The middle-aged scribe flicked his right hand, and the cyan long nail in his hand broke through the air, sparking in the air, and attacked Chu Cheng.

The long nail broke through the air, and the sound was not very loud, but the murderous power contained in it was enough to make a Yuan Infant Monk die in an instant.

"You think you'll be able to leave me behind just like that?"

In Chu Cheng's pupils, the spikes that broke through the air were clearly reflected, and he let out a sneer.

Even if he was invincible at the same level, he was not the opponent of the Avatar Monk at all, and he had no strength to fight.

But that's just not the strength to fight. In the face of the Avatar Monk, he was still able to retreat with his whole body.

The spike was only three zhang away from him, and it only took a breath to hit Chu Cheng again.

The peach blossoms in the sky were swirling, and they had already gathered in front of Chu Cheng.

He threw a punch, and thirty circles of golden light appeared in the middle of his arm.

The peach blossoms fell, wrapped in this fist, blending with the armor. At this moment, the three defenses are activated at the same time.

This is defense, but also attack.

The moment the spike came, Chu Cheng had already punched out.

This punch broke through the clouds and hit the spike with a punch.

A dull and crisp sound sounded at the same time.

Chu Cheng's fists, from the peach blossoms, to the golden ring, to the armor, began to collapse one after another.

The three defenses collapsed at the same time, but the spike was also a stumbling one.

Under the punch, just let this long nail beat. But that's enough. One breath of time can completely prepare Chu Cheng a lot.

Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and waved, and another talisman appeared in his hand.

He is a fourth-grade rune sect, and although there are not many fourth-order defensive runes, there are thousands. With this step, there are hundreds of them.

These talismans of his reached the Ground Rank Specialty, and each one of them was able to cancel out the full force of a Yuan Infant Great Perfection Cultivator.

Hundreds of pieces gathered, even if it was a blow from the Avatar Monk, it might not be impossible to resist.

The talismans flashed in unison, turning into one barrier after another in front of Chu Cheng's body, blocking this blow.

The spike shuddered and struck again. Bombarded in the clear light barrier.

There was a click, and in an instant, the barrier was broken ten times in a row.

When the eleventh barrier was broken, the wind wings behind Chu Cheng had already appeared, and his body was a hundred miles away in an instant.

Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe's face changed instantly, and he stepped forward with both feet and chased after him.

Run away and chase after you. In the high sky, two long rainbows appeared.

As time passed, the middle-aged scribe became more and more frightened.

"What a quick escape!" exclaimed the middle-aged scribe.

Obviously, it was only the mid-stage realm of Jindan, and its speed was even faster than that of him, a powerhouse in the mid-stage stage of transforming gods.

The distance between the two sides is gradually widening!

Time passed again. Chu Cheng was already less than a thousand miles away from the land of the giant pit in the center of the ink soil.

At this time, Chu Cheng could already see the golden light in the white mist.

And the distance between him and the middle-aged scribe has been widened by thousands of miles.

Ten breaths later, Chu Cheng had already come to this 100,000-mile giant pit.

Chu Cheng stopped his body, looked behind him, and his divine sense swept thousands of miles away.

The middle-aged scribe was still in pursuit. As long as you have more than 20 breaths, you can catch up.

Chu Cheng retracted his gaze and glanced at the 10,000-mile pit below.

Under this deep pit, Chu Cheng still saw a lot of corpses. The corpses were burned to blackened fire. I can't see it clearly.

When Chu Cheng came here, he could clearly feel that the summoning was getting stronger and stronger.

Without hesitation, he flew down the crater.

The huge crater was covered with golden light, and it was impossible to see the surrounding situation under 300 zhang.

Chu Cheng landed quickly, and after just one breath, he came to three hundred zhang down.

It's just that his naked eyes still can't see his surroundings clearly, and he can't even reach out with his divine sense.

"Here, there are rules!"

Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, and he didn't panic about the suppression of his divine sense, he had encountered something similar many years ago.

After more than ten breaths, Chu Cheng had already landed under the giant pit of three thousand zhang.

As it went down, the aura of the Buddha's light became more and more intense, and the summoning in Chu Cheng's mind became stronger.

Above, there was a howling wind, and the middle-aged man finally came to the huge pit.

His body, like Chu Cheng, also fell to the bottom of the giant pit.

The depth of this 10,000-mile pit is very deep, and now Chu Cheng has landed 10,000 zhang, and he still hasn't landed.

After landing 10,000 zhang, Chu Cheng actually felt the wind blowing.

At first, the wind blew slowly, only touching a person's hair. But after landing 11,000 feet, a strong wind suddenly rose.

The wind was fierce. At this moment, Chu Cheng felt as if he was in the midst of stormy waves. His body was like an autumn leaf, fluttering violently in the storm.

Chu Cheng's robe whirred in the wind, and the wind was like a blade, wantonly scraping his face.

The wind is very sharp. The wind blew traces on his face.

Time passed, I don't know how long it took. Chu Cheng closed his eyes and felt a trace of white light.

Chu Cheng opened his eyes violently, and finally saw the earth below. Moments later, his body landed in the middle of the ground.

His robe had been torn apart by the storm, and the scars on his body could be clearly seen.

The golden light flashed, and Chu Cheng's body healed quickly. Soon, the scars were gone.

Chu Cheng stretched out his hand, and a new white robe appeared in his hand and changed it on.

He looked up and could see a cave not far ahead.

"The wind was so fierce that it carried me away for at least a thousand miles. Presumably... The middle-aged scribe was also blown away by the storm. Hopefully his distance... Far from me. ”

Chu Cheng muttered, stood around for a moment, and then stepped out of his footsteps, stepping into this cave in an instant.

The cave was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. But after Chu Cheng stepped in. There was a crisp sound. Then the cave lit up, and fires rose to illuminate the cave.

The cave has a road and is also wide, up to ten miles wide. At the bottom, there are a total of a hundred roads.

In front of this road, a stone tablet was erected, and in this stone tablet, a line of words was engraved.

"Those who enter this path must remember that monks under the Yuan Infant are not allowed to enter!"

Chu Cheng looked at the line of words on the stone tablet for a long time, and then withdrew his gaze.

This handwriting is not engraved in a stone tablet. Instead, it is condensed in the void with pure spiritual power and transformed into a form. If you don't look closely, you will think that it is really engraved in this stone tablet.

This is the accumulation of pure spiritual power, which has not dissipated for hundreds of thousands of years, especially the word "no", which is clearer and more obvious than other words.

"Yuanying Monk is not allowed to enter, ridiculous!" Chu Cheng chuckled, he wanted to see what would happen to him, a mid-stage Jindan monk, if he stepped in.

Although he is only in the middle stage of Jindan, his combat power is not much better than that of Yuanying Monk.

Chu Cheng thought like this, stepped in, and chose the thirty-sixth path to move forward.

This road is only ten meters wide. Chu Cheng walked out a hundred steps, and an oil lamp on the double-sided wall lit up on its own.

As Chu Cheng continued to walk in, the oil lamps in front of him lit more. Again, behind him the oil lamp went out, and the rear was plunged into darkness.

Chu Cheng walked and walked, walked for a mile, and did not find anything, nor did he encounter any danger.

Two miles later, Chu Cheng suddenly stopped. On its walls, four large blood-colored characters were carved into the wall.

A strong smell of blood hit the face, and these four blood-colored characters were engraved with blood.

Four big words: a hundred deaths and no life.

"A Hundred Deaths Are Lifeless........"

Nine deaths and one life are extremely dangerous situations. What kind of situation do you reach when you are dead and alive?

Chu Cheng looked at these four big characters and frowned deeply.

"A hundred deaths are lifeless.... A hundred roads..."Chu Cheng remembered the hundred roads inside the cave.

He didn't expect that these 100 roads were all desperate roads.

The call in Chu Cheng's mind became stronger and stronger as he stepped into the road. You can be sure that you are not going down the wrong path.

But this is too palpitating and creepy.

Ahead, a thousand oil lamps flickered and flickered. Behind, it's dark.

Chu Cheng glanced ahead, then turned his head to look behind him.

It was dark, making it impossible to see the road behind him, but the moment he turned his head, a sense of death instantly hit his heart.

This way... Retreat, you will die!