Chapter 357 The Old Man Rowing the Boat Felt Like the Sky Was Falling

Somewhere in the Dark Sea.

A figure was flying alone in the Dark Sea...

This figure was none other than our Chu Laoliu!

After being teleported away from the battlefield by the Poison Blade Ancestor, he was spit out by the space crack and was in the Dark Sea.

However, Chu Luo was lost at this moment...

He was like a headless fly, searching for a long time but still couldn't find the direction of the Three Thousand Worlds...

In desperation, Chu Luo could only choose a direction and move forward...

And the most important thing was.

He had to resist the erosion of this strange power in the Dark Sea at all times.

Fortunately, among his three thousand forbidden skills, there was a body-protecting skill.

Fortunately, he had an immortal body and didn't have to worry about his life span being exhausted.

Otherwise, he would have died of old age or been corroded by this strange force and turned into a corpse...

"Damn it, this dark sea is so fucking big..."

The tired Chu Luo stopped and looked at the darkness around him, and couldn't help cursing.

"I don't know what happened to the ancestors..."

"Did they escape..."

"Alas..."

"You old beasts!"

"Just wait, once I'm promoted to the emperor, you'll all be finished!"

Chu Luo's eyes flashed with cold light, and he recorded all the top ten forces in the Dark Sea Realm and the twelve top forces that colluded with the Dark Sea Realm in a small notebook.

As the saying goes, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and by then, all the new and old grudges will be settled together!

Clang clang clang...

Just then, a copper bell sounded suddenly in the black fog in the distance...

Chu Luo was startled and could not help but be alert...

Looking around, he saw a light blue light emerging from the black fog on the sea in the distance, slowly approaching him...

Chu Luo could not help but take a step back, and the palm hidden in the sleeve quickly formed a seal.

If there is danger, be ready to escape at any time...

Soon, the light blue light appeared outside the fog.

Chu Luo's eyes condensed and saw a small boat sailing out of the black fog.

And on the bow of the boat, there was a bamboo pole.

On the bamboo pole, there was a lantern and a small string of copper bells...

The light blue flame was the candlelight of the lantern...

And what was even more strange was.

On this small boat, there was a man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and his face could not be seen clearly...

But from the hunched figure of this man, it can be seen that he is an old man...

How could someone row a boat in this vast dark sea? !

The first thing Chu Luo thought of was the underworld corpse!

The strange boatman in front of him might be the underworld corpse...

A thought flashed through his mind, and Chu Luo's mind rushed over, sensing that the old man rowing the boat had only the fifth level of extraordinary cultivation, which was lower than him...

Chu Luo was no longer panicked in an instant...

Looking at the boat under the other party's feet, Chu Luo raised a smile at the corner of his mouth...

"Sir... do you want to take a boat?"

At this time, the old man rowing the boat stopped.

The boat stopped dozens of meters away from Chu Luo, and an old and hoarse voice came with a hint of creepy...

From the voice, it can be heard that this person is undoubtedly an old man...

If it were someone else, in this strange place, hearing such a creepy voice of this person, they would definitely be scared, decisively refuse, and turn around and leave.

But our Chu Laoliu was very calm at this moment.

The most important thing is that the old man's cultivation is lower than his.

Even if the other party is a underworld corpse, he will not panic!

Can handle it!

"Old man, come here!"

"I want to take a boat!"

Chu Luo waved his hand, showing a harmless smile...

The old man, whose face was covered by a bamboo hat, picked up the bamboo pole again and slowly rowed the boat towards Chu Luo...

Soon, the old man drove the boat to Chu Luo's side...

Chu Luo acted harmless and jumped on the boat without hesitation.

The boat shook for a while, and circles of black ripples were swaying on the dark sea full of strange power...

Chu Luo didn't even look at the old man, but sat on the boat directly, like a curious baby, looking at the lantern on the bamboo pole...

Curious about whether the blue flame in the other party's lantern was also a spiritual fire...

After Chu Luo got on the boat, the old man rowed the bamboo pole again, and the boat went towards the dark fog...

"Where are you from, sir? Where are you going?"

At this time, the old man's hoarse and creepy voice came, asking.

Chu Luo, who was studying the flame burning in the lantern, found that the flame in the lantern was just an ordinary fire, and he also lost interest and picked his nose.

He dug out a piece of snot, and without paying attention to the old man rowing the boat, he wiped the snot on the edge of the boat and laughed:

"Old man, I came from the Three Thousand Worlds, so I must return to the Three Thousand Worlds!"

"Old man, just row. If you can send me back to the Three Thousand Worlds, I will reward you heavily and get you a big boat!"

Hearing this, the old man wearing a bamboo hat, hunched over, did not stop the bamboo pole in his hand.

The boat sailed into the dark fog, and it was pitch black all around.

Only the lantern on the bamboo pole lit up a little light...

Except for the sound of the old man rowing, the surroundings were terribly quiet...

"Hehe..."

"So you are from the Three Thousand Worlds..."

"You really have a good appearance..."

"But unfortunately... I'm afraid you can't go back..."

The old man laughed and replied lightly.

His laughter was extremely unpleasant, like the sound of stones scratching glass...

Even Chu Luo couldn't help but scratch his ears...

"Ah?!"

"Why?!"

Chu Luo asked subconsciously.

The old man continued his movements:

"Sir, this area of ​​the dark sea is already in the territory of the dark sea realm..."

"This place is extremely far away from the three thousand worlds. Unless you are an emperor... Otherwise... I'm afraid you will be eroded by this strange aura before you get halfway and become a puppet without any emotions..."

After the voice fell, the old man also stopped his movements.

The boat slowly slowed down...

Hearing this, Chu Luo was shocked and felt like the sky was falling...

How could he be teleported so far by the Poison Blade Ancestor? !

He was almost running to the dark sea realm...

Chu Luo was about to cry to death...

In the ancient miracle, he killed all the geniuses in the dark sea realm.

If the six clans and four palaces here find out that he has come to the Dark Sea, then he will definitely be finished...

No, I have to run away quickly...

Chu Luo had a flash of thought, looked at the boat he was sitting on, and raised his mouth slightly...

"Huh?"

"Old man, why don't you row?!"

"Why don't you turn around and continue rowing!"

Chu Luo saw that the boat stopped at this time, and said to the old man in surprise.

The old man held the bamboo pole, lowered his head, looked at Chu Luo, and said:

"Sir, we're here..."

Clang clang...

At this time, the string of copper bells on the bamboo pole with the lantern hung on it automatically started without wind.