Don''t ask the sky''s shrill scream, and get rid of Lin Fan''s ruthless hands.
He dared not go to the sea of suffering.
Where is that?
It is said that the sea of suffering is transformed from the soul of an ancient god. It is boundless and vast, comparable to the starry sky.
Ten dead without life.
There are many imperial bones falling into the depths of the inky sea of suffering, and there are more terrible legends that gods were lost and became a ghost in them.
But it was useless. He couldn''t struggle and roar. Lin Fan grabbed the back collar of his robe and dragged him into the huge vortex like a dead dog.
Lin Fanyuan thought that after stepping into this vortex, he would be dizzy and whirling around, but he didn''t appear, just like passing through a black door.
"Wow..."
It was the waves lapping on the shore. Lin fan saw the dark waves sweeping into the sky, and there was an endless ocean in front of him.
In addition to the shock, Lin Fan didn''t know what else to say. It was so vast that even the eye of runes couldn''t peep into the end.
"Bitter sea..."
Don''t ask the sky and whisper. Your expression is too complex. It seems that there is expectation, but there is endless fear in those helpless eyes.
"Let me go, I''ve come to the sea of suffering, and I can''t go back any more." Mo asked the sky and sighed.
Lin Fan glanced at him: "it''s better to be calm. If you dare to make trouble, you can kill him directly."
Mo Wentian didn''t speak, but took a step forward, stood side by side with Lin fan, stood on the black embankment and looked at the endless black ocean swept by the waves.
How to find the way forward?
Boundless, there is no other existence except the tumbling and surging ocean.
It is as vast as a galaxy, but apart from the two of them, they can no longer feel the breath of life.
This feeling is too dull and depressing. In the face of the vast ocean of galaxies, I feel too small.
Like a Brucea Javanica to the sky, it is as small as dust.
"What''s that?"
Lin Fan''s pupil shrinks suddenly!
"Those are ancient stars that once carried hundreds of millions of creatures." Mo Wentian is obviously familiar with this bitter sea.
Lin fan is trembling!
In the roaring black sea water, on the waves sweeping like the sky, there are big stars that are not a small part of them.
In this boundless sea of suffering, these big stars are very small, but that''s because vision deceives himself. Lin Fan feels that even if he uses the method of heaven and earth, he can''t be much smaller than a fallen life ancient star.
"How to cross?" Lin Fan said, his eyes glowing.
"I don''t know." don''t ask the sky with a tragic smile: "even if someone can spend the bitter sea, he will remain silent and can''t reveal the slightest. Moreover, life is different, and the road he takes is naturally different. He can''t have the same old road to go, so he needs to break through it himself."
Lin Fan frowns.
He moved forward cautiously.
"Hiss..." don''t ask the sky and sneer, with a look of schadenfreude, just because Lin Fan finds himself very wrong.
The sea water was terrible and would devour his Taoism. As soon as the soles of his feet touched the sea, he had a very strange force to suck and pull him into the sea.
This is incredible.
He is a constant saint, flying to the sky and hiding from the earth, cracking the sky with his bare hands, etc. He has nothing to do, but he can''t even levitate in front of the sea.
"Weak water?"
Lin Fan frowns.
He has such doubts.
Just because the legendary weak water does not float.
"It''s not like." but soon, he overturned his guess, just because he didn''t have the smell of weak water, but he did have the power of weak water, which was too strange.
He took two steps backward, and opened his mouth to spit out a wisp of eternal holy essence, which turned into a Taoist body and flowed away.
The result made Lin Fan creepy!
The Taoist body went forward, only took two steps, struggled and howled, and sank rapidly, but the terrible Taoist practice of fighting with the emperor was useless and swallowed up by the bitter sea.
"Hiss..."
Lin fan sucks cold air.
In this case, how can we compete?
Unable to walk, he was imprisoned on the embankment in disguise.
"I admire your courage." Mo Wentian smiled, mocking and of course sad: "this is a sea of bitterness. Who doesn''t need to be prepared when he sees this sea of bitterness? Who dares to break in directly like you?"
"Cool words? You know what? You''d better say it quickly, or I don''t mind leaving you in the sea of bitterness." Lin fan is cold. He''s sure. Don''t ask heaven about some big fans in the sea of bitterness.
"If you know nothing, you dare to break into the sea of suffering..." Mo asked Heaven whether to laugh or be angry. He murmured: "Damn it... You dragged me on and tied me to your chariot."
"In a few words, I don''t mind letting you taste whether the bitter sea is fishy and salty." Lin Fan moved forward, his palms and fingers glittering, and his fierce mans are endless.
Obviously, if Mo Wentian doesn''t tell some big fans, he will kill people. There''s no need to leave this person.
"Don''t worry, a grasshopper on a rope." Mo Wentian''s tone was low. He looked along the long coastline: "there should be a crossover valve all the way. If you find a crossover valve, you can compete in the bitter sea."
They walked together, both dignified.
They walked for thousands of miles. The deeper they went, the more depressed and suffocating they felt. Moreover, the sea of suffering seemed to flow with inexplicable rules, which would devour people''s divine power and so on.
Tired to death.
Since he started to build the road, Lin fan has never felt so weak. Even his feet are heavy. Every time he lifts his feet, it is like moving a sacred mountain.
This is a very bad thing. Lin Fan even suspects that before he finds the so-called crossover valve, his divine power and soul will dry up and die.
In fact, Lin Fan''s situation is fairly good, at least better than Mo asking the sky.
Because, gradually, Lin Fan also found many problems. This bitter sea will only devour your divine power and rules, but the devouring of the physical power is limited. When you reach a certain bottom line, you will no longer devour it.
He is Hengsheng, and his flesh is too strong. At this time, he takes advantage of everything. Don''t ask the sky. He is almost dragging him away.
Finally, you can see the ships flowing with the waves in the distance. That should be the world crossing valve.
It took five or six days to reach the mountain.
Lin Fan''s lips were cracked and his hair was a little yellow. He looked at the so-called crossover valve and wanted to cry without tears.
Dushi valve, what a tall name.
But in fact, this is really just a leaf boat, which seems to be randomly pieced together with three decaying boards.
"Are you sure this is the crossover valve?"
Lin Fan stared suspiciously at Mo Wentian.
Moreover, he was unreasonable and threw Mo Wentian up first.
"I sue you!"
Don''t ask the sky to roar. He''s thrilled!
Lin fan is too careless. He treats him as a white mouse and throws him into the suspected world crossing valve first. If there is danger, he should rob first. Lin fan can advance and retreat freely.
"Don''t howl. That''s all you can do."
Lin fan is relieved. Half an hour has passed. There are no strange scenes. He also steps on the world crossing valve.