I saw the first person on the cliff shore, a short child.
This child's face was pale, like a grimace, but the aura on his body was very powerful.
As for this child, Zhuo Wen was naturally familiar with it. He was the ghost child.
Behind the ghost boy, Di Shitian, Xu Jiying and Mi Haomiao followed silently.
What made Zhuo Wen look gloomy the most was that behind the four people, there were four figures following.
These four figures were no strangers to Zhuo Wen. They were the old man from Anxi, Li Yinglong, Li Ying and Li Shuo.
At this moment, these four people were in a miserable state, with blood bleeding from their mouths and noses, and their bodies were bound with shining golden chains.
Especially the old man from Anxi, his breath was the most depressed, his face was pale, his arms were cut off directly, and he was dripping with blood.
The golden chains tied to Old Man Anxi possess some powerful suppressive power, suppressing Old Man Anxi's divine power.
Otherwise, the old man in Anxi would have been able to regenerate his broken arm long ago by relying on his own magical power.
"It seems that when Senior Anxi was in Jucheng, he met Gui Hai and the others!"
Zhuo Wen's heart sank, and he immediately thought that after he entered the secret passage, the old man Anxi and others must have been ambushed by the ghost boy and the others.
So, that is to say, the person who contacted him just now should not be the old man from Anxi himself.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes under his bamboo hat, looking at the ghost boy on the shore.
Sure enough, he saw the old man's communication jade charm from Anxi on the ghost boy's waist.
After Zhuo Wen quietly hid his communication jade charm, he quietly approached the shore.
At this moment, the ferryman on another awning boat parked on the shore glanced at Zhuo Wen indifferently and said nothing.
Gui Boy and others came to the first awning boat. He looked at the ferryman expressionlessly and said: "The eight of us need to cross to the other side!"
"Jie Jie! The sea of suffering is boundless, and there is no shore when you turn back! Passengers, you need to pay the fare to board the ship!"
The ferryman lowered his head and made a spooky sound, like a night owl, which was frightening.
The ghost boy raised his eyebrows and asked calmly: "What shipping fare do you need?"
The ferryman Jiejie sneered and continued: "Soul! One soul for one ticket!"
Emperor Shitian's eyes darkened, he looked at the ferryman coldly, and said, "Are you trying to kill us? Your ticket is really expensive!"
"If the customer can't afford it, then he can cross the sea of misery on his own!" the ferryman said calmly.
"The four of us need only four tickets to cross the sea of suffering. I will give you the souls of these four people, and you can help us cross the sea of suffering!"
The ghost boy suddenly pointed at the four Anxi old men behind him and asked in a deep voice.
The faces of the four old men in Anxi changed greatly. They did not expect that the ghost boy actually planned to hand over their souls.
"Di Shitian, I am the outer elder of Taikoo Tiandao Academy! If I die here, how will you explain it when you go back?"
The old man from Anxi looked at Emperor Shitian and asked coldly.
Emperor Shitian said leisurely and contentedly: "Anxi, no one can know that you died in the ruins! I only need to report a random reason and you can get away with it!"
At this point, the sarcasm on Emperor Shitian's lips became thicker, and he continued: "Besides, even if I kill you, with my master here, who can touch me in the Taikoo Tiandao Academy? I am a genius from the heavens, and you are just an elder from the outer sect.
, you are nothing compared to me!"
The old man in Anxi was trembling with anger, and there was a hint of despair in his heart.
He already understood that Emperor Shitian had a murderous intention, and he could no longer escape this death disaster.
The ferryman was silent for a moment, but then he shook his head and said calmly: "The ticket must be your own soul! If you can't do it, then don't get on my boat!"
The faces of Gui Hai and others changed slightly, thinking that this ferryman was really ungrateful.
"Are you looking for death? If you don't want to cross today, you have to cross!"
Emperor Shitian's whole body emitted a blazing golden light, and his right palm blasted out from the air, forming a huge golden handprint of a hundred feet, and violently suppressed it downwards.
The ferryman Jie Jie sneered, and he suddenly raised the bamboo pole with both hands, and the countless black water of the Sea of Bitterness exploded into dozens of water columns, hitting the golden handprints.
The golden handprints were immediately blasted into slag by the water pillars of the Sea of Bitterness, and these black water pillars continued unabated, blasting towards Emperor Shitian.
Emperor Shitian's eyes narrowed slightly, he formed a fist with his right hand, stepped forward, and punched out fiercely, countless explosive sounds exploded in the air.
I saw that all the water pillars in front were shattered by his blast, and the terrifying fist rushed out like the sun, hitting the ferryman.
The ferryman snorted coldly, drew his bamboo pole in the sea water, and the awning boat turned into an afterimage, disappeared on the shore, and submerged into the depths of the sea of suffering.
Bang bang bang!
At the same time, a fist like the sun fell into the sea water, splitting the sea water in front of it into two halves, forming a huge ravine in the water, spreading forward to hundreds of thousands of feet, which was truly spectacular.
Xu Jiying, Mi Haomiao and others were shocked when they saw Emperor Shitian's hand.
The strength of Emperor Shitian was somewhat beyond their expectations.
Zhuo Wen also looked at Emperor Shitian one more time in surprise, and secretly thought in his heart that Emperor Shitian's strength was indeed not simple.
"The ferryman of this sea of suffering is really difficult to deal with!" Di Shitian frowned slightly and murmured to himself.
He is not a fool. When he arrived here and saw many powerful creatures struggling in the sea of suffering, he knew that he could not enter the sea of suffering casually.
Only the ferryman's awning boat can cross the sea of suffering and reach the other shore. Otherwise, he will sink into the sea of suffering forever and be unable to extricate himself.
"Nephew Shi Tianxian, there is a awning boat on the shore. Perhaps this ferryman may accept us!"
The ghost boy came to the side of Emperor Shitian, pointed to the awning boat parked not far from the shore, and whispered.
And this awning boat is naturally Zhuo Wen's boat.
When a group of ghost boys came to the front of the awning boat, Zhuo Wen lowered his head slightly and his face was difficult to see clearly.
"What will it cost for us to cross to the other side?" asked the ghost boy.
"Soul!" Zhuo Wen asked in a deliberately low voice.
Gui Hai and others' hearts sank, and Emperor Shitian snorted coldly: "Do we need our own souls?"
"That's not necessary? I will also take other people's souls!" Zhuo Wen continued to lower his voice and imitated Jie Jie's sneer.
The ghost boy who originally had no hope, Emperor Shitian's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is this true?" Emperor Shitian asked.
"Of course, if the guest doesn't believe it, then leave!" Zhuo Wen still sneered.
"We believe it! There are four of us in total, and the souls of the other four will be given to you as the fare we pay for the voyage. How about that?"
The ghost boy smiled and pointed at the four Anxi old men behind him.
"Okay! Please come on board!"
Zhuo Wen nodded and made a gesture of invitation.
Only then did Gui Hai, Emperor Shitian and others relax their eyebrows and entered the awning boat one after another.
The four old men in Anxi cursed loudly, but no matter how excited they scolded, they still could not change their fate of being sold.
The ghost boy tugged with his right hand and forcibly pulled the four of them onto the boat.
"These four people are now my property, leave them to me!"
After the ghost boy forced Anxi old man and others onto the boat, Zhuo Wen reached out and grabbed the chain on the ghost boy's hand and said in a low voice.
The ghost boy frowned slightly, but without thinking much, handed the chain to Zhuo Wen.
After Zhuo Wen took the chain from the ghost boy's hand, he waved his sleeves and quietly brought the four of them into the big world.
And he held the bamboo pole in both hands, rowed the boat leisurely, and swam towards the depths of the sea of suffering.