The Chaotic Sea is located in a desolate place in the East China Sea, where powerful sea beasts and demon beasts are hidden, and in the depths of the Chaotic Sea there are even the existence of Terran Celestial Monks, and even the powerful grandmasters of the Terran Race dare not set foot easily.

Away from the edge of the East China Sea Terran Sea area, many sects still have a presence in the chaos to hunt the Demon Beast Demon Pill in the Chaos Sea Region.

The once chaotic sea was occupied by human beings in the Middle Ages.

Therefore, many powerful Dao systems were born, until the appearance of the Ancient Demons wiped out all the Dao systems in the Chaotic Sea Region, so that there are many relics of the Dao System of the Ancient Race in the Chaotic Sea Region.

These ruins have not completely dissipated, and even returned from the chaotic sea, and every time an era passes, there are monks here to obtain supreme magic weapons, and even a peerless Taoist scripture, and the practice is smooth sailing.

It was also because of the rumors that groups of monks rushed into the East China Sea one after another to explore the unknown ruins.

The Lost Sea Area, which belongs to the sea area where the monks of the Xiaoyao Sect are stationed, there are Soul Returning Monks who sit here all the year round, and there are some powerful demon beasts in the town.

There are many sect disciples who will come to this sea area to hunt demon beasts and obtain demon pills to exchange for elixirs and magic weapons.

Night was approaching, and the dark night sky could not even see the slightest silver star, only a waning moon hanging, and the entire chaotic sea was covered in dark and cold gray clouds.

This is a cloud and mist unique to the Chaos Sea, called the Demonic Mist, which can infect the divine soul, and the cultivation is low, and it is easy to be absorbed by the cloud and mist.

During the day, all the monks who hunted demon beasts returned, resting at the station, the Lost Sea was close to the depths of the chaotic sea, and the danger was lurking, especially at night, some powerful demon beasts came out to hunt for food, so few monks came out at night.

Most of these resident monks were at the peak of Ning Dan, and they came here to seek a breakthrough when they had no hope of cultivating in the sect. They hunt monsters during the day, and occasionally team up to explore uncharted seas.

"It is rumored that Donghai asked for Huiwu to enter the semi-finals, and Xiaoyaozong and the two were shortlisted, and this time there is a great chance of winning the championship. The monks said that although they did not go to participate, they were always concerned about the news coming from the sea area, which caused many people to dispute each other in their spare time.

"According to my opinion, the son of the Taoist God, the heir of the Immortal Scripture, and the Penglai Immortal, these are all the proud sons of an era, and it is rare for one to appear, and the strongest person should be born among them. ”

"But I think Li Shangjun's heir is good, it is said that the East China Sea Crazy Sword Warrior was defeated in his hands. ”

Many people are silent, the East China Sea Crazy Swordsman is a taboo name in the chaotic sea area, the first person of the younger generation, in the face of the Yuanying monk to chase and kill immortal, such a person is defeated in the hands of an unknown monk, unexpectedly.

"No matter who wins, they will become the giants of the East China Sea generation, and they will be highly sought after by the sect, can't we be compared. ”

Among these people were monks from the three sects of the East China Sea, who finally laughed at themselves and practiced for decades, but they still stayed in the Ning Dan, and it was difficult to even touch the threshold of the Yuan Infant, and they couldn't keep up with the footsteps of those geniuses at all.

"Talking nonsense, we believe that after all, we can step through the shackles of Yuanying, prolong life, and pursue the road all the way. "Some monks suddenly spoke, their eyes bright and determined, it was for such a path, they did not hesitate to leave their homeland and come to the chaotic sea to find opportunities, if even this little bit of Dao heart did not exist, then all these years of hard work were in vain.

"Well said!"

A hoarse voice like a night owl shook the entire Lost Sea Terran station.

Boom!

The gloomy smile was born all around, hidden in the mist of demonic desire, and a group of East China Sea monks rushed out of the station, lighting up the entire station with Taoism.

The layers of fog were lifted, and they saw a monk in a black robe with a withered face standing on the station, holding a strange magic weapon in his hand with only bones, shrouded in a black mist, and faintly heard a terrible scream.

"It's ...... Demon Cultivator!" I don't know who suddenly said, they followed their gaze, behind the withered old man, there were monks bathed in black gas, among which there were powerful beings, a group of people in the black, just like this, broke through the station formation and came to them.

"It's been thousands of years, and my Demon Dao lineage has finally waited for the opportunity to rise!" said the withered old man, his deep voice causing goosebumps to give rise to goosebumps in all the East China Sea Righteous Dao monks.

Behind them, a group of people shrouded in black robes let out the same sigh, and some even hid their faces and wept, they came from the depths of the Chaos Sea, survived in the gap between the righteous path and the demon beasts, and now they returned to the East China Sea Terrans, which made them happy.

"Bold Demon Cultivator, haven't you had enough of the hardships of a thousand years ago?" A crimson cloud appeared, slashing all the black qi, and an old man in a red robe appeared, and the Returning Void Sect Master Cultivation burst out unabashedly.

"It's Yankun Zhenren!"

Many monks calmed their hearts, this is a resident grandmaster of the East China Sea Xiaoyao Sect, who uses powerful cultivation to block the chaos of demon beasts and guard this lost sea.

"Tsk, Soul Returning Grandmaster...... I don't know how mellow the demon seed nourished by the blood of a hundred-year-old grandmaster should be......"

The withered old man let out a wild laugh, and the black banner in his hand shook, and nine swarthy devil heads appeared, with teeth and claws, black qi vertical and horizontal, and the sound of soul dementorship was emitted, directly ingesting the souls of some monks who had cultivated to a low level.

"Nine Demon Dementor Banners! You're an old ghost...... You're not dead!"

Yan Kun Zhenren's face turned pale, a thousand years ago, there was a demon monk who used thousands of yin souls to refine the soul flag, which caused the righteous monk to be angry, and it was rumored that he was hunted down to the depths of the chaotic sea and fell into a Jedi, but he didn't expect him to survive.

"It's too late to know now!" the withered old man smiled, revealing his white teeth.

Yan Kun Zhenren looked flustered, and cut out a wave of red flames, not to resist, but to flee directly.

"I want to run, dream!" The old ghost waved his hand, and the nine-headed demon caught up with the crimson figure with the method of escaping the sky, enveloping Yan Kun.

"The old man fought with you!" Yan Kun Zhenren knew that this old demon was a famous monk in the Demon Dao for thousands of years, and now he was born, and it was definitely not that he was able to resist as a new soul, so he fled as soon as possible, but unfortunately he was caught up by the old demon and had to face it hard.

He formed a mysterious Dao pattern and summoned several fire spirits to protect him.

"There is only fear in the face of me, only surrender...... "The old ghost of the shadow took a step, and a pitch-black aura passed through the layers of mist, descending in front of Yan Kun Zhenren, burrowing into Yan Kun's body, ignoring the Origin Fire Dao.

Yan Kun Zhenren's expression was in a hurry, and he felt that under the spread of a black qi, something was hidden and rooted, as if there was a demon fetus absorbing Dao Hai to grow.

"What did you plant for me!" Yan Kun's real body trembled.

"Dao Heart Cultivation Demon, haven't you heard of it? If you are really young, it is no wonder that when the deity rises, I am afraid that you have not been born yet......" The old ghost of the Yin Yin looked intoxicated, feeling that the true essence of the monk transmitted by the demon seed was gradually filling the body that had been dried up for a long time.

"No!"

Yan Kun's eyes widened, and the demon fetus instantly devoured his entire Dao Sea, not even letting go of his divine soul, and after a few breaths, all the flesh and blood essence elements were stripped away, leaving only a few bones and flesh to fall.

Sou!

A black demon seed vibrated in the void, emitting a fragrant fragrance, devouring the essence of a rejuvenating grandmaster's body, like an ancient elixir, directly ingested and devoured by the old ghost of the underworld.

"I miss this taste so much, it's so delicious......"

Yan Kun's terrible screams woke all the monks up, and they saw that the Soul Returning Grandmaster was as powerful as the Soul Returning Grandmaster, and he could only fall.

"Run!" shouted to some of them, and all the monks fled.

The old ghost licked the juice of the demon seed, and watched the monks of the Tao hugging their heads and scurrying, with a cold smile.

"Little ones, your feast is here!"

Behind him, countless pale young monks shrouded in black robes revealed their bewitching gazes, and poured out in groups, using the method of demonic Dao to hunt down these Daoist monks and devour their Dao foundations.

This night was very long, and layers of blood mist poured out of the Lost Sea, and the old ghost of the Yin and Shadow stepped on the righteous path station, coughing slightly, and still witnessed the hunting and killing of the demon monks.

"Demon Lord, I heard that the two of them were killed in the East China Sea!"

A black-robed monk came and revealed a wisp of powerful aura, which was only stronger than Yan Kun and not weaker, and both belonged to the Soul Return.

When it comes to the First Demon, the Soul Returning Demon cultivator has a pious gaze, and on his body, there is a pitch-black demon pattern imprinted, and there is a powerful aura that continuously improves his cultivation.

"The two of them are too weak...... However, I felt that the powerful will that came from the Origin Demon Seal, and I seemed to be satisfied...... It seems that the two of them did not die in vain. ”

"According to the fable of the First Demon, the Lost Sea is the place where he once fell, where he left a lot of things, only by opening the Demon Array and communicating the Beginning Demon's intentions, our mission will be accomplished. ”

The old ghost of the shadow carried the Nine Demon Dementor Banners, collected the souls of the lonely monks everywhere, and his eyes stopped in the depths of the Lost Sea, where something was calling him.

"All for the Demon Lord, all for the sake of the Demon Lord, I hope you can get the inheritance of the First Demon's favor!"

The Soul Returning Demon Cultivator lowered his eyebrows, revealing a burst of flattery, but the moment he lowered his head, an irrepressible greed occupied his eyes.

The old ghost hand of the dark god stood solemnly in the sea of blood and demonic desires, constantly screaming, and an indescribable throbbing appeared on the old face.

"I believe that the First Demon will come, and the Demon Dao will rise again......"