Cangming Sea is not really a sea, but a huge inland lake, located in the hinterland of the north/Xinjiang. The area of the lake area is quite vast, dozens of times larger than the territory of the Yulan Empire.

It is not an exaggeration to call it the sea.

The Cangming Sea is quite famous among the Terrans of the North/Xinjiang, because the former master of the Cangming Sea is one of the sacred lands of the North/Xinjiang Terrans, a family of ghosts.

Of course, after the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor woke up, he almost killed the human civilization in the territory of the ghost family, and the descendants of the ghost family could only flee to Middle-earth.

Later, Middle-earth was conquered by the Demon Realm again, and the remnants of the Ghost World could only flee to Heaven, and now I don't know how many people are still alive?

A holy land is considered to be completely declining.

When Ning Xiaochuan came to the Cangming Sea and looked at the relics of human civilization, he could only sigh in his heart, "Things are people, and the vicissitudes of the sea are vicissitudes." ”

How strong were the major holy lands in the North/Xinjiang in the past, the Heavenly Emperor Mountain, the Bright Holy Land, the ghost family, and the Nine Heavens Pavilion...... , geniuses are numerous, and outstanding people are everywhere.

Now, how many people are still alive?

At this moment, Ning Xiaochuan couldn't help but think of Tang Shuyao, Baozhu Jizang, the Holy Maiden of Light, the Son of Light, as well as Nie Lanxin and Nie Lanzhi, are they all still alive?

Suddenly, Ning Xiaochuan's eyes froze, and he looked towards the sea, only to see a huge statue standing in the middle of the vast sea area.

The statue had a human body, electric stripes carved into the center of its eyebrows, and twelve evil wings on its back.

The idol of the twelve-winged Donghuang evil god!

This statue is even taller than the one in the Yulan Empire, like a stone mountain standing in the sea, looking down on the world, giving people a proud and unparalleled momentum!

A faint power of divine power emanated from the statue, affecting the surrounding space.

Above the idol, the clouds converged, forming a dark sky where the stars and crescents could not be seen at all.

"This idol is so terrifying, I feel that the power emanating from the idol is invisibly suppressing my power. Brother Ning, why don't we go and see that Heavenly Book Evil Monarch!" The Silver Horn Demon Emperor stared at that statue, his heart trembling.

Ning Xiaochuan thought for a while and said, "The cultivation of your two brothers is indeed too weak compared to those hell messengers, since this is the case, you stay here, and I will kill them alone." ”

The Golden Horn Demon Emperor and the Silver Horn Demon Emperor were also very knowledgeable, and they knew that their cultivation was too weak, so they didn't go to participate.

When he came to the Cangming Sea Area, Ning Xiaochuan sensed several strong aura, it must be the Heavenly Book Evil Monarch and those hell messengers.

"There are a total of ten hell messengers under the seat of the Heavenly Book Evil Lord, and Rosis was killed by divine punishment, and there are nine left. I wonder if the nine hell messengers have arrived?"

When Ning Xiaochuan's heart was thinking, suddenly, a huge aura flew towards him.

One moment, he was still thousands of miles away, and the next moment, Ning Xiaochuan saw a black cloud coming towards him from all directions. In the clouds, there is a piercing bird's call.

Ning Xiaochuan looked intently and saw thousands of bone birds flying out of the black clouds. Some are only the size of a palm, while others have a body that is hundreds of meters long.

Each bony bird has blood-red eyes, sharp claws, and a sharp beak. Tens of thousands of bone birds surrounded Ning Xiaochuan, drowning Ning Xiaochuan's body in an instant.

"Wow!"

Among the black pressed bone birds, a red fire shot out, shattering all tens of thousands of bone birds into powder, and under the burning of the flames, turned into wisps of green smoke.

Ning Xiaochuan flew out of the bone bird, propped up a spherical body shield, hung in the void, and pointed a finger in a certain direction in the void.

"Wow!"

A sword qi flew out from Ning Xiaochuan's fingertips, shaking the void and forcing a black-robed old man out of the clouds.

The old man was covered under the black robe, his body was clumsy, and he stood on the back of a bone bird, holding a dead wooden cane in his hand.

On his back, there are a pair of black evil wings!

"Ahem, human boy, I didn't expect your cultivation to be so powerful, how many realms of creation have you reached?" The black-robed old man's voice was very hoarse, with a gloomy aura.

Ning Xiaochuan stood in the sea of bone birds, looking very calm, and said, "You are the Hell Messenger under the Heavenly Book Evil Monarch's Throne?"

"I am the messenger of the third hell under the throne of the Heavenly Book Evil Monarch, Ah Poor Wulie. ”

The black-robed old man raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, stared at Ning Xiaochuan deeply, and said hoarsely: "I smell the breath of Rosis on your body, she has been killed by you?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "She was killed by the divine punishment of the Twelve Winged Donghuang Evil God. ”

"Hmph! Even the name of the evil god was revealed by her, and she was really innocent. The black-robed old man said in a cold voice.

A powerful chill emanated from his body.

Ning Xiaochuan could clearly feel that the cultivation of this Hell Envoy called Ah Poor Wulie was obviously much higher than Rossisi, and he should have reached the third level of the Creation Realm.

"You're going to die, too!"

The aura on Ah Poor Wulie's body became more intense, and a dense black mist rushed out of his body, surging towards Ning Xiaochuan.

In the black mist, a huge cyan skull was wrapped, with a hideous shape and an evil aura.

The cyan skull was more than a hundred meters tall, and each tooth was much larger than Ning Xiaochuan's body. It opened a large mouth and swallowed Ning Xiaochuan and the body shield into its stomach in one gulp.

A smile appeared on the face of the black-robed old man, and he was about to summon the cyan skull back.

"Boom!"

The cyan skull shattered from the inside out, and a demonic sword aura slashed out from the skeleton and slashed towards the black-robed old man.

The black-robed old man's face changed greatly, and he immediately propped up the dead wood cane in his hand and turned it into a dead tree that reached the sky, growing thousands of branches as hard as iron, protecting him behind.

Ning Xiaochuan's sword qi was so sharp, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, he easily smashed the dead wood held up by the black-robed old man and turned it into pieces of sawdust.

"Poof!"

The black-robed old man's hands burst open, turning into two clouds of blood mist. Even his body was almost torn apart, but fortunately, there seemed to be some kind of secret treasure on his body, and he forcibly re-condensed his body that was about to shatter.

"That's amazing!"

The black-robed old man stared at Ning Xiaochuan with frightened eyes, and roared: "This son's cultivation has reached the level of a monarch at least, and you don't show up immediately and join forces with me to pull him down." ”

The black-robed old man's voice fell, and a moment later, four other figures flew from the depths of the sea area, surrounding Ning Xiaochuan in the center.

The four figures all had long blood-red hair and a pair of black wings on their backs, and their cultivation had reached the realm of creation.