Chapter 4566

On the Bank of the cliff, the first person was a short child.

The child's face was pale, like a ghost face, but his breath was very strong.

And this child, Zhuo Wen is naturally no stranger, is a ghost child.

Behind the ghost child, Emperor Shi Tian, Xu Jiying and MI Haomiao followed silently.

What made Zhuo Wen look gloomy was that behind the four people, there were four figures.

Zhuo Wen is no stranger to these four figures. They are Anxi old man, Li Yinglong, Li Ying and Li Shuo.

At the moment, the four people were in a mess, with bloody mouth and nose, and they were bound with golden chains.

Especially the old man in Anxi, his breath is the most depressed, his face is pale, his arms are cut off directly, and he is dripping with blood.

The golden chain tied to the old man in Anxi has a strong power to suppress the divine power of the old man in Anxi.

Otherwise, the broken arm of Anxi old man would have been reborn by his own divine power.

"It seems that master Anxi met ghost children when he was in Jucheng!"

Zhuo Wen's heart sank and he immediately thought that after he entered the secret Road, Anxi old man and others must have been ambushed by ghost children.

Well, that is to say, the old man Anxi himself should not have contacted him just now.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen gently raised his head, peeped out a pair of gloomy eyes under his hat, and looked at the ghost child on the bank.

Sure enough, he saw the communication jade symbol of the old man Anxi in the ghost child's waist.

Zhuo Wen quietly hid his communication jade symbol and quietly approached the shore.

At the moment, the ferryman on another wupeng boat parked on the shore glanced indifferently at Zhuo Wen who docked, but didn't say anything.

The ghost child and others came to the first wupeng boat. He looked at the ferry without expression: "the eight of us need to cross the other shore!"

"Jie Jie! The sea of suffering is boundless, and there is no shore to turn back! Passengers, you need to pay the ship fee to get on board!"

The ferryman lowered his head and made a gloomy voice, like a night owl at night.

The ghost child raised his eyebrows and asked faintly, "what fare do you need?"

The ferryman Jie sneered and continued: "soul! One soul for one ticket!"

Emperor Shi Tian's eyes sank. He looked at the ferry coldly and said, "do you want our lives? Your ticket is really expensive!"

"If the passenger can't afford it, then cross the bitter sea by himself!" the ferry man said faintly.

"The four of us only need four tickets to cross the sea of hardship. Here are the souls of the four. You let us cross the sea of hardship!"

The ghost child suddenly pointed to the four old people in Anxi behind him and asked in a deep voice.

The four old people in Anxi changed their faces. They didn't expect that the ghost child was going to hand over their souls.

"Emperor Shitian, I'm the outer gate elder of Taigu Tiandao courtyard! If I die here, how can you explain it when you go back?"

Anxi old man looked at emperor Shitian and asked coldly.

Emperor Shitian said leisurely: "Anxi, you died in the ruins, no one can know! I just need to report a reason casually, and I can muddle through!"

Speaking of this, Emperor Shi Tian's sarcasm grew stronger and continued: "besides, even if I kill you, my master is here. Who can get me in the Taigu Tiandao academy? I'm a Tianzong genius. You're just an external elder. Compared with me, you're insignificant!"

Anxi old man was trembling with anger, but his heart was filled with a trace of despair.

He already knew that the emperor's desire to kill heaven had risen, and he could not escape this death.

The ferry man was silent for a moment, but he shook his head and said faintly, "the ticket must have his soul! If you can't do it, don't get on my boat!"

The ghost child and others' faces changed slightly, and they thought that the ferry man really didn't know what to do.

"Are you looking for death? You have to cross today!"

Emperor Shitian's whole body radiated a fiery golden awn, and his right palm exploded from the air to form a hundred feet of huge golden handprint, which was suddenly suppressed downward.

The ferryman Jie sneered and suddenly picked the bamboo pole with both hands. The countless black sea water in the bitter sea blew up dozens of water columns and roared to the golden fingerprints.

The golden handprint was immediately blasted into slag by the water column of the bitter sea, and these black water columns continued to blast towards the emperor Shitian.

Emperor Shi Tian's eyes were slightly frozen, and his right hand became a fist. As soon as he stepped on it, his fist blew out, and countless loud sounds burst out in the air.

The water column in front of him was smashed by him, and the terrible fist rushed out like the sun and blasted at the ferry.

The ferryman snorted coldly, the bamboo pole rowed in the sea, and the wupeng boat turned into a residual shadow and disappeared on the shore into the depths of the sea of suffering.

Bang bang!

At the same time, the fist like big sun fell into the sea, dividing the sea water in front into two parts, forming a huge water gully, which has been spreading to tens of thousands of feet away towards the front, which is spectacular.

Xu Jiying, MI Haomiao and others were all awestruck when they saw the emperor's skill of releasing heaven.

The strength of emperor Shitian was somewhat beyond their expectation.

Zhuo Wen was also quite surprised to see emperor Shitian more. He secretly said that the strength of emperor Shitian was really not simple.

"The ferry people in this bitter sea are really difficult!" emperor Shi Tian frowned and muttered to himself.

He was not a fool. When he arrived here and saw many powerful creatures struggling in the bitter sea, he knew that the bitter sea could not go in casually.

Only the wupeng boat that ferries people can cross the bitter sea and reach the other shore, otherwise it will sink into the bitter sea forever.

"Nephew Shi Tian, there is a wupeng boat on the shore. Maybe the ferry man may accept us!"

The ghost child came to the side of emperor Shitian, pointed to the wupeng boat parked not far from the shore and whispered.

And this wupeng ship is naturally Zhuo Wen's.

When a group of ghost children came to the front of the wupeng boat, Zhuo Wen lowered his head slightly and his face was difficult to see.

"What will it cost us to cross the other shore?" the ghost child asked.

"Soul!" Zhuo Wen asked in a deliberately low voice.

The ghost child and others sank in their hearts. Emperor Shi Tianleng hummed, "do we have to have our own soul?"

"That's not necessary? I'll accept other people's souls!" Zhuo Wen continued to lower his voice and mocked Jie with a sneer.

The ghost child and Emperor Shitian, who had no hope, suddenly brightened their eyes.

"Is that true?" emperor Shitian asked.

"Naturally, if the guest doesn't believe it, he will leave!" Zhuo Wen still sneered.

"We believe! There are four of us, and the souls of the other four will be given to you as the fare we pay?"

The ghost child smiled and pointed to the four old people in Anxi behind him.

"Yes! Please get on board!"

Zhuo Wen nodded and made a gesture of invitation.

The eyebrows of ghost child, Emperor Shitian and others stretched out and entered the wupeng boat one after another.

The four old people in Anxi shouted abuse, but no matter how excited they were, they still couldn't change their fate of being sold.

The ghost child pulled his right hand and forcibly pulled the four people onto the ship.

"These four people are my things now. Give them to me!"

After the ghost child forcibly pulls the Anxi old man and others onto the boat, Zhuo Wen reaches out and grabs the chain in the ghost child's hand and speaks in a low voice.

The ghost child frowned slightly and didn't think much. He handed the chain to Zhuo Wen.

After Zhuo Wen took the chain from the ghost child, he waved his sleeve robe and quietly incorporated the four people into the big world.

While he was holding a bamboo pole in both hands, he rowed the boat leisurely and swam towards the depths of the bitter sea.