"Even if it's looking for a needle in a haystack, I will definitely find the monk, I said, you, the king of Hades, don't you even know what your world is like, isn't it a bit too dereliction of duty?"

"Great Sage, aren't you laughing at me, this Netherworld is not my world, I'm just here to lure the dead, if I really have the control of a world like the Netherworld, do you think you can go out smoothly after you made a big fuss about the Hades Hall last time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hades wiped his sweaty head and said to Sun Wukong cautiously.

"In other words, you're just a handyman?"

"Yes, it's just that I'm a little bigger than the little devils, but our essence is the same, even if you kill me, the other little devils will become another Hades and sit in my seat instead of me. ”

Hades sighed, the expression on his face a little gloomy.

"To those of us who live at the bottom, we are poor creatures who can't even control our fate in our own hands. ”

"Who said you were a wretched wretch. Sun Wukong smiled, and the golden hoop whirring in his hand.

"At least you can still 'live' in this form, do you know how many people have been wiped out of existence. ”

"I'm really lucky to say that, I only need to worry about the oppression of you outsiders and the orders from above, and I don't have to worry about other things at all. ”

Sun Wukong waved his hand and stopped looking at him, he was going to find Tang Seng.

However, if it is really like Hades said, the Netherworld is such a big world, and he should go there to find him, even if he finds him, will he obediently follow him back to the mortal world to get the Western Scriptures, or maybe what he is looking for exists in this Song Netherworld.

Sun Wukong shook his head, feeling that it was pitch black, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest at all, he looked back, he had just walked far away, so far that he couldn't even see the lights of the Hades Palace.

"What a nuisance. Sun Wukong closed his eyes, and after a while, a firelight scattered out of his eyes, shining straight at the place where his eyes looked.

"Tear up, woo wow!"

The chaotic sound sounded in Sun Wukong's ears, like the sound of a group of people trying to break free from a cage trapped in them, which clearly echoed in Sun Wukong's ears, but Sun Wukong looked around and saw only empty mountains and alleys.

Those sounds drilled into Sun Wukong's ears like insects with sharp knives, howling as hard as he could on Sun Wukong's eardrums, Sun Wukong felt like his head was being put into a big bell and shaking violently, and the stimulating sound echoed in his ears over and over again.

It was a binding force stronger than the Tightening Spell, but at least he could take it off, but the sounds were as hard to get rid of as maggots on tarsal bones.

Sun Wukong also let out a sharp scream, covered his ears and lay on the ground, closed his eyes and rolled.

It is also strange to say that the moment Sun Wukong closed his eyes, he found that the sounds that made him painful had disappeared in an instant, and he felt that his ears were relieved.

But when he breathed a sigh of relief and reopened his eyes, the fire in his eyes dispelled the darkness, the sound that made him so uncomfortable that he wanted to commit suicide appeared in his ears again, and Sun Wukong was tortured by the sound and rolled on the ground again.

Then Sun Wukong found that those strange sounds would only appear when his subjective consciousness wanted to use fiery eyes to illuminate, and if it was just ordinary blooming eyes, those sounds would not be triggered.

Generally speaking, the transformation of mortal monsters and the soul of Sun Wukong do not need to actively open the fire eyes to have a full view, so they rarely think about using fire eyes in their subjective consciousness.

But it's not nothing, the time he saw the white bone spirit, he saw that the true face of the white bone spirit was actually a white bone, he didn't believe this fact, he thought that there was something wrong with his eyes, and at that time he took the initiative to open his eyes and saw the true idea of things.

At that time, there were no such sounds next to my ears, that is, these sounds did not run into my ears because I subjectively wanted to open my eyes, but this netherworld originally existed, but because I subjectively opened my eyes to illuminate them, they were heard by myself.

Sun Wukong felt that some cold sweat was oozing from his back, if these voices originally existed in this netherworld, then who were the people who made these voices?

Sun Wukong doesn't know, and he can't see either.

Now Sun Wukong is like a little worm lost in the dark sea, wandering around not knowing where to go.

If you move forward, will you really get what you want, and if not, why should you move forward?

Sun Wukong thought to himself, looking around the movement more violently, he was not thinking about how to find the monk now, he was now thinking about how he should come out of this boundless darkness.

Sun Wukong put all his strength on the golden hoop stick, just like when he came, he slashed the golden hoop stick into the air.

"Ahhh

He actually got lost in this netherworld where birds don't, and there are still strange things around him who don't know how much, and now Sun Wukong's mood is exactly the same as the mood of a child who went out to buy something to eat in the middle of the night but ran away.

Fear, fear, loneliness, timidity, confusion, cowering.

No matter how powerful the flame in his heart is, he can't dispel these negative emotions, Sun Wukong is wrapped in these negative emotions, and slowly falls, falling, as if this is a bottomless hell, and as if this is a sweet and gentle country.

"Ahh

The golden hoop just now actually shrank as if he had heard the tightening spell, and it instantly strangled his scalp.

Now that Tang Seng is not by his side, he doesn't have to go to great lengths to make Tang Seng believe that he is bound by this golden hoop.

After the golden hoop was thrown on the ground by Sun Wukong, it continued to shrink, and it continued to shrink, until it shrunk into the shape of a ring before stopping.

Sun Wukong looked at the golden hoop that could completely crush his head with some palpitations, and thought that Guanyin was really vicious.

If Tang Seng gets nervous and can't take off this golden hoop for a while, wouldn't he have to suffer such a suffering.

I can't bear to think about it.