Chapter 4567

The Sea of Bitterness was boundless, and spilled water could not be retrieved!

In the boundless Sea of Bitterness, the black-awning boat moved forward leisurely, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding creatures struggling in the Sea of Bitterness.

"Save me!

Please save me! "

As the black-awning boat moved forward, countless creatures struggled to get close, trying to climb onto the boat.

Zhuowen's expression was indifferent as he quickly swung the oars in his hand, slapping down all the creatures trying to climb onto the boat.

"How long will it take to reach the other side?"

Sakyamuni sat at the bow of the boat and looked around, only to find that they were still surrounded by the Sea of Bitterness. He frowned and asked in a low voice.

"The Sea of Bitterness is boundless. How can it be so easy to cross it?"

Zhuowen replied indifferently, holding the oars with both hands and rowing fiercely. The black-awning boat shot forward like an arrow.

Sakyamuni looked deeply at the ferryman at the stern. For some reason, this ferryman gave him a sense of familiarity.

Especially the ferryman's tone, there was a sense of familiarity.

"Have we met before?"

Sakyamuni suddenly asked again.

The ferryman at the stern suddenly stopped rowing and lowered his head to look at Sakyamuni.

"Dear guest, why do you ask?"

Zhuowen asked indifferently.

"Because of my intuition!"

Sakyamuni replied indifferently.

"If the guest says so, then so be it!"

Zhuowen grinned and slowly raised his head, meeting eyes with Sakyamuni at the bow of the boat.

At this moment, Sakyamuni's pupils shrank, and a violent aura erupted from his body.

The Ghost Child and the others seemed to have sensed something and looked at the stern of the boat. The moment they saw Zhuowen, their pupils narrowed into needles, and their auras erupted.

"Zhuowen … How could it be you?"

The Ghost Child's eyes were gloomy as he stared at Zhuowen, disbelief in the depths of his eyes.

Ferrymen were special creatures born from the Bitter Sea World. Why did Zhuowen become a ferryman?

Zhuowen looked straight at them and said indifferently, "I'm here to send you on your way!"

With that, he stomped the ground with his right foot, and the black-awning boat suddenly flew hundreds of meters high, and then suddenly flipped over.

Inside the boat, Sakyamuni, Ghost Child, and the others all fell out of the boat.

Zhuo Wen landed steadily on the Bitter Sea with the black-awning boat. He held the bamboo pole with both hands, and with a sudden push, the black-awning boat immediately turned into a black shadow, disappearing from the spot.

Plop!

Sakyamuni, Ghost Child, Xu Jiying, and Mi Haomiao all fell into the Sea of Misery.

"Damn it, we were tricked by Zhuowen!"

Sakyamuni was so angry that his whole body trembled. He gathered all his divine power and wanted to fly up and leave the Sea of Misery.

However, the Sea of Misery had some mysterious power. As soon as he flew up, he was forcefully pulled down by this mysterious power.

Not only Sakyamuni, but also Ghost Child, Xu Jiying, and Mi Haomiao. As soon as they gathered their divine power, they were forcefully pulled down by the power of the Sea of Misery.

They tried again and again several times, but they all failed.

"This Sea of Misery is not simple. Our divine power is useless here, and the more we struggle, the more we sink!"

Xu Jiying's eyes were filled with fear. He kept gathering his divine power, but it was all in vain. He could not help but look at the Ghost Child and Sakyamuni.

The Ghost Child's eyes were gloomy, and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

This Sea of Misery was too strange, and he had no way to solve it.

"Shitian, do you have any ideas?"

The Ghost Child could only ask Sakyamuni for help. Although he was Sakyamuni's senior, the latter was still the disciple of Master Ji Yuansheng. He was much more knowledgeable and had more tricks up his sleeve.

Sakyamuni's eyes were gloomy, and his heart was filled with anger.

He did not expect that in the end, he would still be tricked by Zhuowen, and in such a ruthless way.

"Zhuowen, just you wait, I will make you pay a heavy price!"

Sakyamuni roared in his heart, and then took out a scroll.

"If I'm not wrong, this Sea of Misery should be a mutated version of the World of Cultivation!

Master once told me about this situation!

In order to cross this Sea of Misery, other than the ferryman's black awning boat, the only way is to step on the bodies of the countless living beings in this Sea of Misery! "

Sakyamuni's expression was ugly as he spoke to the Ghost Child.

"Hmm?

The living beings in the Sea of Misery? "

The Ghost Child could not help but look around. He did see countless living beings struggling here.

However, these living beings were too scattered, and they could not even leave the surface of the Sea of Misery. How could they step on these living beings' bodies and leave?

"That is to kill them!

Step on their bodies!

The only thing I can use is this Hundred Ghosts Portrait that Master gave me! "

As Sakyamuni spoke, his hands formed a seal, and the Hundred Ghosts Portrait above his head immediately burst out with ear-piercing and strange howls.

Many ghosts and evil spirits that had been subdued by the Hundred Ghosts Portrait rushed out like dark clouds, and pounced on the living beings struggling around the Sea of Misery.

"Why are there ghosts in the Sea of Misery … Ah no …" "Help!

I can't use my divine abilities in the Sea of Misery, and I can't resist these ghosts, don't kill me … "However, when the ghosts appeared above the Sea of Misery, the living beings struggling in the Sea of Misery screamed in horror and swam away from the ghosts.

Unfortunately, the ghosts were much faster than them, and they quickly pounced on them, sucking their Yang energy clean.

The living beings struggling in the Sea of Misery were quickly sucked dry, and they all floated on the surface of the Sea of Misery.

These corpses that had been sucked dry by the ghosts were controlled by Sakyamuni using the Hundred Ghosts Portrait. They lined up in a straight line and swam towards the opposite shore.

Sakyamuni ordered two ghosts to lift him up from the Sea of Misery, and he landed steadily on a dried corpse.

Immediately after, the other ghosts lifted the Ghost Child, Xu Jiying, and Mi Haomiao up and landed on the other dried corpses.

"Let's go!

Follow me! "

Sakyamuni looked at the Ghost Child and the other two behind him, who still had a lingering fear in their hearts. With his hands behind his back, he quickly rushed forward.

The Ghost Child and the other two followed closely behind, their eyes full of resentment.

Because of Zhuowen, they had almost sunk into the Sea of Misery forever. At this moment, the killing intent in their hearts towards Zhuowen was almost tangible.

At this moment, Zhuowen drove the boat to the opposite shore and landed on the black beach.

Duan Zhipeng, Zi Yang, and Luo Ya, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly greeted him.

"Brother Zhuo, have you brought Senior Anxi and the others here?"

Duan Zhipeng hurriedly asked.

Zhuowen nodded and waved his sleeve, summoning Elder Anxi and the other three from the Great World.

"What the hell is going on?"

Duan Zhipeng and the other two couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Elder Anxi, Li Yinglong, and the other two covered in wounds.

Especially when they saw the dazzling golden chains that bound the four of them, their gazes turned solemn.