Sun Wukong saw that the golden hoop was no longer shrinking, so he gently bent down and picked it up, and saw that the size was no longer able to wear on his head, so he simply put it on his hand as a ring. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now what makes Sun Wukong curious is that what happened just now, could it be that Tang Seng recited the hoop mantra, but he was not in front of him, even if he recited the hoop mantra and couldn't help himself, but the golden hoop on his head was indeed shrinking, which made him very confused.

Wait a minute, Sun Wukong's pupils suddenly became huge, maybe Tang Seng was beside him, but he couldn't see him, but he could see himself, so he used the hoop spell to make himself think of this.

However, in this world, is there really anyone you can't see?

Sun Wukong couldn't understand that his fiery eyes were obviously delusional, and he could see everything as it was, but he couldn't see anything in this netherworld.

Sun Wukong felt that the golden hoop he was wearing in his hand tightened again, and then it suddenly loosened like a rebound, falling off Sun Wukong's fingers, and falling to the ground with a jingle bell.

Sun Wukong watched the golden hoop slowly change back to its original size, so he picked it up and put it on his head again.

"Monk, are you here?" Sun Wukong shouted into the boundless darkness.

The voice slowly faded after traveling far away, and no one answered him.

"Hmph!" Sun Wukong turned on his fiery eyes again, and endured the complicated sound in his head and searched carefully around him, but unfortunately, he didn't see anything.

Sun Wukong squatted on the ground like a deflated ball, with a very sad expression on his face.

Just when he couldn't see any hope, a new force broke into his heart, slowly teasing his chest like a seductive little hand.

Sun Wukong pressed the uneasy emotions in his heart and looked in the direction where that feeling came from.

In that direction, I can't see anything.

But Sun Wukong no longer squatted on the ground like a lost dog, he stood up, took the golden hoop stick in his hand, and strode in that direction.

I don't know why, Sun Wukong feels that he hates that kind of power very much, just like he hates Tang Seng, but he calculates that he hates that kind of power very much, and that kind of power has an inexplicable attraction to himself, just like the attraction of a naked beauty to a bachelor who has been hungry for thirty or forty years.

Deadly and tempting.

Sun Wukong believes that the monk must be in this direction, no matter how far away, he will find him, no matter how difficult it is, he will find him.

Because Sun Wukong knows, he is there!

I don't know how long I've been gone, Sun Wukong even feels a little sleepy.

A white flower suddenly appeared in front of Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong was stunned at first, and then rubbed his eyes desperately.

That's right, there are no flowers in his eyes, in the netherworld, which claims to have no living creatures, there are actually a large cluster of inexplicable flowers, and those flowers are all exuding a little starlight, using their own power to shine on the netherworld that was originally raised and not seeing five fingers, like the light of the stars pouring into the mortal world, although it is small, but it is enough to just illuminate what people can't see.

Sun Wukong looked up, such flowers were everywhere in front of his eyes.

Sun Wukong is like a silly boy who trespassed into the uninhabited fairy island, immersed in this boundless sea of flowers alone.

Sun Wukong bent down and wanted to pinch a flower, but his hand was cut by the flower.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand back, and the expression on his face was full of incredulity.

His body that is not bad was actually cut by this flower that looked weak, and his body, which had been beaten by the heavenly realm for so many days, and was refined by Taishang Laojun for so many days, was actually cut by this little flower that seemed harmless to humans and animals.

How is this possible!

Sun Wukong froze and thought that this must be a mistake, and then he reached out to stop the blood on his fingers and went to pick the flower just now.

The flower hadn't been plucked, and there was a new cut in his finger.

The body that he was actively defending was easily cut by this little flower.

Sun Wukong tried to walk into the flowers, caressing those flowers with his own hands, feeling no different from ordinary flowers, this level of strength let alone cutting his own hands, even if he wants to hurt a newborn child, he can't do it.

Sun Wukong didn't believe in evil and reached out to hold a flower again, and then he screamed and retreated several steps in a row, and when he stopped, he opened his hands, which were already bloodstained.

"Why is this?" Sun Wukong's eyes widened, and then he picked up the golden hoop stick and waved it among the flowers in the sky.

But all the flowers were able to bow their heads as the golden rods approached them, avoiding the force that would uproot them.

Sun Wukong waved it several times in vain, and then he put the golden hoop stick on the ground and looked at the flowers in this place with resentment.

"Is it you, is it you who is screaming next to my ear, say, is it you!" Sun Wukong roared towards a flower, but there was no sound to respond to him, if there was a person who saw Sun Wukong's crazy expression at this time, he would definitely think that Sun Wukong was a psychopath.

But there are no living creatures in the netherworld, except for Sun Wukong, and in addition to these flowers that are constantly folding and cannot be killed.

After Sun Wukong vented enough, he walked through those small flowers to the center of the huge flowers.

Sun Wukong didn't know how many of these flowers there were, why they appeared in this netherworld, and why he couldn't even destroy them.

But he knew that those living forces were radiating from the center of these flowers, and if he got there, he might be able to solve these mysteries that he couldn't figure out.

can destroy these arrogant and invincible flowers in his eyes.

After all, just by looking at them growing here, Sun Wukong felt the anger in his chest that wanted to destroy rise, as if if he didn't destroy all these flowers, he would be buried by these little flowers.

Sun Wukong didn't know how many of these flowers there were, and how big the range was, but he knew that he was getting closer and closer to the center.

Because that force of life, the force of life that attracted him and wanted to destroy it completely, was getting closer and closer to him.

He didn't even think about where Tang Seng was now, he just wanted to come to the center of the flowers and see what those living forces were all about.