Just as Xiao Chen thought this, a huge wave surged over from the bottom of the sea, carrying a terrifying force. The wave instantly tossed the Black Cutlass high into the sky. The world spun around. The little monk and Xiao Chen felt their Qi and blood surge.
Xiao Chen released the arrow, and the bowstring trembled slightly. The demonic hell trembled and crumbled bit by bit, rumbling endlessly.
The Black Lotus Demonic Buddha statue, which was chanting scriptures with its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes and roared ferociously. Then, it ferociously threw a palm strike.
"Big Brother, what are you thinking about?"
However, the mask in his hand did not hold back at all.
Everything had a limit. Xiao Chen originally wanted to see how many batches of these boundless evil spirits could come out.
Xiao Chen found it somewhat difficult to calm down. He fiddled with the mysterious mask that he obtained from the Scarlet Blood Pirate King's treasure trove, the exquisite white mask that looked like porcelain.
The third Secret Technique was the Mask Clone. It could create a perfect clone. Even a Sovereign Personage would not be able to tell the real from the fake.
A Buddhist proclamation resounded in the sky, echoing over the vast sea. A Buddha statue appeared in the clouds, sitting on a black lotus throne. Many Buddhist halos appeared behind it, filling the sky with a black Buddhist light, spreading over the vast sea.
Xiao Chen looked around. It was like a small world had appeared out of nowhere. There were no signs of illusions at all.
Layers of Buddhist light layered behind it. A horrifying Buddhist Might spread out, appearing boundless.
The resentful spirits and evil spirits here were simply the best food for the Yazi Beast Demon Soul.
"Little monk, help me buy some time. I have a way to destroy him."
Before the Buddha became a Buddha, evil spirits came to stop him. The Buddha did not get angry, sad, joyful, or hurt. He touched the ground with his hand and turned the evil spirits into ashes.
"That's not right. The aura of this ship feels somewhat familiar yet strange. It is very strange. I have never had such a feeling before. "
Soul Tools were known as Soul Tools. Xiao Chen had already experienced the price of failing to use them rashly.
Both of them vomited a mouthful of blood, significantly injured.
There must be a way to break it. There must be a way to break it.
He had collected nearly all the Spirit Jades that few people cared about in the Scarlet Blood Pirate King's treasure trove.
Xiao Chen took out the God Shadow Bow, and his Soul Energy poured into the bow like a flood.
The number of Medial Grade Spirit Jades in his storage ring was even more horrifying.
Xiao Chen and the little monk drew their sabers in an instant. Saber lights flew everywhere, and tens of thousands of evil spirits were turned to ashes on the spot.
Boom!
It was his bad luck that brought such a strong enemy to Xiao Chen.
However, the Sea of Misery was a vast sea of vengeful spirits and evil spirits. It gathered countless negative emotions, and it was impossible to kill them all.
Kill!
The two of them were in unbearable pain from the burning, unable to retaliate at all. In the sea of bitterness, they were like evil spirits, causing the resentful spirits in the surroundings to laugh.
Amidst the pain, Xiao Chen transmitted his voice with great difficulty.
Yan Chen's thoughts raced as he thought of all sorts of methods. This was a Buddha statue and not the real Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor.
The Blue Dragon Divine Wings reached the Small Success Stage. Xiao Chen's speed increased by more than ten times after he unfurled it.
Returning to the Divine Dragon Empire was perfectly normal.
The little monk's expression changed drastically, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"Big Brother, this is the Demonic World's Hell. The Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor personally created it. To think that someone could summon the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor. It must be the Black Lotus Sect Venerate personally coming. "
The little monk suddenly appeared beside Xiao Chen. When he saw Xiao Chen in a daze, he asked softly.
Now is the time!
Xiao Chen slowly discovered that this thought was somewhat naive.
There were still three more days before they arrived at the trans-realm transportation formation.
The little monk Yan Chen's expression changed slightly, revealing a confused expression.
A fierce flame blazed in the two's hearts, burning them to the point of pain, causing them to wail in anguish.
However, during this period, the little monk had been in closed-door cultivation, thinking about how to defeat Xiao Chen again.
Xiao Chen found this strange, but he did not overthink it. Perhaps the scriptures on the mask were just random additions.
More importantly, after the Divine Dragon War Body spread out its wings, it reached a mental state.
The piercing Buddhist light forced the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor to close his eyes, not daring to look directly at it.
Some ancient scriptures were carved on the mask.
The two fought to the point of exhaustion on the ship, sinking into an endless massacre.
Xiao Chen glanced at it and did not care. "There are ships coming and going on the Ash Gray Sea. This is not strange."
A huge black palm rushed over on the vast sea, looking like it wanted to crush both the two and the ship.
Xiao Chen carefully sensed that the mask covered up all of his aura.
This included all of his vital signs, allowing all sorts of information to enter his mind. Now, Xiao Chen understood that the various incredible functions of the mask were exceptionally miraculous.
The Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor's strength actually more than doubled in an instant.
No matter how many came, there was no need to fear.
The Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor's gaze locked on Xiao Chen and the little monk. With just one look, the two's sins started burning.
This mask was called the Death God Mask. It had three Secret Techniques. The first Secret Technique was Void Shadow. It allowed the wielder's physical body to immaterialize once a day, blocking all attacks.
The wielder's Martial Techniques would be useless.
Xiao Chen, who was preparing to go down, entered deep thought when he heard that. Then, he stopped.
Without even thinking, he formed a hand seal with his right hand and touched the ground with his left.
However, he found it hard to calm down. Xiao Chen kept having a bad feeling in his heart that he could not get rid of.
The mask was different from other Soul Tools. It was not an offensive mask. One did not need to be strong to wield this mask.
All the aggrieved spirits and malicious spirits were instantly extinguished.
"Burning Karmic Flame!"
The little monk blamed himself in his heart. It's me again. I harmed Big Brother again.
"Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor!"
The little monk made up his mind. He did not hesitate to glare at the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor.
"Your sins are boundless, and you are not sincere in your devotion to Buddha. Only the Black Lotus Buddha can pardon you ignorant, filthy people! "
The cultivators who died at the hands of the two were vaguely visible in the fire, turning into aggrieved spirits and laughing malevolently in the surroundings.
With a thought, the Great Desolate Eon ferocious beast, the Yazi Beast Demon Soul, appeared in the Black Cutlass. It opened its mouth and sucked in the countless aggrieved spirits and malicious spirits.
The little monk smiled in shock. "That can't be. Big Brother always looks calm and collected, unfazed in the face of danger, giving others the feeling that he is unfathomable. Do you also have moments of confusion? "
The amount of sin on the little monk's body was far greater than Xiao Chen's. At this moment, his sin was burning, and he was in even more pain than Xiao Chen.
Standing in the Sea of Bitterness, Xiao Chen looked at the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor. He truly did not know how to face the enemy.
Unfortunately, the scripture was written in an ancient language of Buddhism, which Xiao Chen did not understand.
In addition to the three secret techniques, the mask also had many auxiliary functions, such as immunity to illusions and mental attacks, waiting for Xiao Chen to slowly explore them.
His cultivation was stable, and he could break through to middle-stage Star Venerate at any time. His combat prowess rivaled that of a Holy Venerate. Xiao Chen held many Soul Tools, a mutated fruit for improving his bloodline, and a Beast Core for strengthening his demonic pet.
As the chanting sped up, the horrifying Buddhist Might grew stronger. Even Xiao Chen and the little monk found it hard to endure.
No matter how one looked at it, Xiao Chen now possessed the capital to head to the Divine Dragon Empire. However, he still found it hard to calm his heart.
When Xiao Chen's left hand touched the Sea of Bitterness, he extinguished the karmic flames covering his body, and a golden swastika appeared on his chest. A resplendent and dazzling Buddhist light burst forth from his body, instantly illuminating this dark space.
Demon Subduing Ground Imprint!
With a thought, the karmic flames descended.
The scene around them changed. Xiao Chen and the little monk felt like they were in hell, surrounded by layers of illusions.
The Black Cutlass charged at the huge palm.
The countless malicious spirits in the Sea of Bitterness suddenly showed ferocious expressions as they pounced at the two from all directions.
The little monk suffered from this.
"Buzz!"
"I'll do my best."
"As I heard, the dead are already dead. Why bother about the mundane world? There are many things in the mundane world, the past …"
However, reality did not give the two a chance to catch their breath.
The little monk said quickly. A look of despair flashed in his eyes. He had not expected that he would meet such a terrifying enemy.
"Death God Mask? Is there such a thing as a Death God in Buddhism? "
Compared to the God Shadow Bow and the Qiongqi Beast Ghost Pennant, this was simply inconceivable.
The Black Cutlass was from the abandoned land's Blue Dragon clan. Returning to the Dragon Race was like returning a dragon to its homeland.
As the Black Cutlass flapped its wings, his bloodline surged. He could feel the surging power and ancient Dragon Might of the Blue Dragon bloodline.
"All the filth of the world cannot live forever!"
The Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor hovering in the air seemed to be separated from Xiao Chen by a boundless distance. He was right before Xiao Chen but also far away, unable to attack.
As the scriptures purified the formless Yazi Beast Demon Soul, the scarlet light on its body slowly separated.
Xiao Chen said indifferently, "It's not that I'm confused. I'm just feeling somewhat rueful."
When the advantage of a Great Desolate Eon bloodline reached a certain cultivation realm, cultivators without a bloodline would be at a disadvantage.
Amid a loud sound, the Black Cutlass broke through that huge black demonic hand like a sharp knife.
After putting away the mask, Xiao Chen went to the lookout. He looked at the vast Ash Gray Sea and looked into the distance, letting his thoughts wander.
Xiao Chen somersaulted and landed on the deck. Then, he stomped heavily on the deck, and a scarlet mist gathered on the ship.
Xiao Chen allowed his heart to roam the boundless sea.
"The sea of bitterness is boundless. Repent and the shore is at hand!"
Xiao Chen said honestly, "I feel anticipation and nervousness in the Divine Dragon Empire. It is somewhat complicated. I don't know what I'm thinking, either."
Xiao Chen and the little monk's figures flashed wildly. The shock waves could not avoid knocking them back.
At this moment, the sea for five thousand kilometers around turned into a sea of bitterness filled with vengeful spirits and hungry ghosts.
When Xiao Chen put the mask on his face, he instantly felt like the mask had merged with his flesh and blood like a piece of human skin.
Just at this moment, the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor in the sky suddenly chanted scriptures to purify the Yazi Beast Demon Soul.
The second Secret Technique was the Grim Reaper Scimitar. It could summon the mysterious Grim Reaper in the mask to attack, turning his will of soul into the Grim Reaper Scimitar.
Xiao Chen's body ached, but his heart ached even more.
The Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, looking at the two coldly without any expression on his face.
Xiao Chen nocked an arrow, and the Heart Flame merged with the arrow. Then, he slowly pulled the bowstring back. With the help of the God Shadow Bow, the Black Lotus Demonic Ancestor, who felt boundless, instantly locked onto him.
Yan Chen looked into the distance and said with a frown, "It seems like a ship is heading towards us."
Perhaps I should ask the little monk for guidance.
Could it be the Black Lotus Church …
Whoosh! "
I have to think of a way. No matter what, Big Brother cannot die here.
The gigantic Yazi Beast Demon Soul shattered on the spot.
In that instant, all the vengeful spirits and malicious spirits that the Yazi Beast Demon Soul swallowed earlier turned into scarlet light and soared into the sky.
Familiar yet strange?
In that instant, Xiao Chen's crystalline Heart of Seven Apertures, devoid of any filth, burst forth with a pure Buddhist light.
Compared to before, it was a completely different matter.
"Boom!"
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