Chapter 108 Six-Character Mantra

"Crystal nucleus?"

Wukong dodged into the gap between his jawbones, looked at the smart light in front of him, and then looked around at the white bones around him that had been silent for countless years, and for a while, he was inexplicably moved and emotional. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although this is only a demon beast origin crystal nucleus whose spiritual power has not been completely exhausted, although it has already lost its owner and spiritual wisdom for many years, it is the best testimony of a cultivator's lifelong pursuit of the immortal path.

It's a pity that the spirit crystal is still there, but it has long been a thing.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he slowly stretched out his left hand.

Airplanes!

The cyan light cluster faintly emitted a buzzing sound, and after a period of ups and downs and resistance, it slowly flew to Wukong's fingers.

He raised the crystal nucleus in his hand and carefully studied it for a long time before carefully placing it in the Bodhi.

Click!

The huge dry skeleton, which had lost the support of the crystal nucleus, trembled slightly, and suddenly let out a rattling sound.

Wukong frowned, his heart turned with his thoughts, and he quickly flew out of the dry bones.

Bang!

The huge white skeleton in front of him, after shaking for a while, finally fell into the quiet magma.

Boom, boom!

With the collapse of the huge skeleton in the middle, the dozen or so beast skeletons around it also disintegrated one after another, and they fell into a fiery red in an instant.

Boom Boom!

The more than a dozen dry bones that had lost their crystal nucleus, at the moment of collapse, seemed to have lost their spiritual support and backbone, and under the wrapping of a large mass of scorching magma, they completely turned into nothingness in a short time.

"Sin, sin!"

Wukong stood on the upper layer of the disintegrated white bones, looking at the white bones that instantly turned into nothing under his feet, his heart suddenly moved, and he immediately put his hands together, and bowed his head slightly towards the white bones that had already turned red slurry under his feet.

The dead are gone!

The cycle of cause and effect, good rebirth in the next life!

Taking other people's things is also a kind of respect for life.

Coo-goo, goo-goo!

As the white bones turned to ashes, a burst of hot magma swept in front of him, and a bright slurry flower suddenly churned out from the place where the huge white bones were originally sleeping, like a large spring water emerging from the ground, poof, and swooped towards the magma sea more than ten meters high, almost splashing at Wukong's feet.

Wukong's body floated, and he was sensitive enough to dodge the magma flower that suddenly splattered out.

"Magma springs?"

Looking at the magma spring that suddenly appeared strangely, before he had time to think about it, he listened to coo, coo, coo, and as far as the human eye could see, another magma spring the size of a bowl came out strangely from another direction.

Coo, coo, coo!

As the magma rolled, one after another crimson magma springs suddenly surged up from different directions, like a hundred flowers.

"Strange? Where did you get so many magma springs?"

Wukong stood at the top end, looking down at the dozens of magma springs tumbling out of his feet, and was very surprised in his heart, "Could it be that the huge white bone was originally suppressing something?"

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a bitter and piercing creak faintly from the gushing magma, like the screeching sound of the heavy iron door that was being pushed open.

"Anything else?"

Wukong was just about to take a peek with his fiery eyes, when suddenly, a slight tremor came from his palm.

In his hand, the broken stick seemed to tremble faintly.

"Is there really something?" he glared, and saw that in the tumbling magma liquid, a heavy object seemed to faintly lift a corner upward, but it was only slightly tilted, as if the strength was not enough, and it fell down with a bang.

Airplanes!

The broken stick in his hand trembled slightly, as if he had some inexplicable sense.

Wukong noticed this time, he looked at the heavy object that had just lifted a corner under his feet, raised the broken stick in his hand again, and took a closer look, and a strange feeling suddenly crept into his heart.

"Could it be ... What does it have to do with this broken stick?" he thought, holding the broken stick, and his body floated downward, slowly landing between the gushing lava springs.

Airplanes!

As soon as he reached forward and pulled out the broken stick, before he could touch the heavy object, the broken stick in his hand trembled twice again as if it had been electrocuted.

"What is this?"

He opened his mouth and blew a force.

Hula!

The magma covering the heavy object flew out in waves, gradually revealing the heavy object hidden beneath the slurry.

Crimson!

It was still red, but in the large red, a faint golden light, like the sunlight hidden by dark clouds, quietly missed out.

"What the hell is this?"

He walked around the heavy object twice, the object was too big, more than ten meters in size, lying flat on the ground, for a while, he couldn't see the reason at all.

Standing on the slightly raised side of the heavy object, he reached out for the broken stick in his hand, and with a hint of hope, gently touched the object in front of him.

Airplanes!

As soon as the broken stick touched the heavy object, it was like an MRI, and the body of the stick and the heavy object lying flat trembled a few times, but it only trembled a few times, and then fell into silence again.

"Could it be that this is a sealed place?" his mind raced, and suddenly something came to mind.

"Could it be that this is one of the Remnant Sun Blood Curses?" his monkey eyes lit up, and his fiery eyes flickered.

Sure enough, in the red, in the middle of the heavy object, a strange font faintly shimmered.

"What is this word?"

He slowly floated directly above the heavy object, and his eyebrows furrowed tightly as he looked at the jerky and indecipherable large font at his feet.

"What words?" After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly looked stunned, and couldn't help but shout: "It turned out to be the word in the six-character mantra of Buddhism?"

"Isn't this a lost planet?"

"How... There will be traces of Buddhism?"

His monkey eyebrows were upside down, and he suddenly snorted coldly, "Hmph, this Buddhist hand is really long!"

He vaguely felt that his earth-shattering catastrophe seemed to be inseparable from Buddhism.

"In that case, then I'll break your broken truth, see what else you have?" said him, his monkey eyes closed, his legs bent, and he sat quietly in the sea of magma.

Ten minutes later, as the magma rose and fell, the monkey's eyes widened, and two golden rays of light shot out with a loud sound, and landed directly on the mantra.

"Boom!"

As a spell was pronounced, I saw that the mantra on the heavy object suddenly flashed with golden light, like a dazzling star, piercing the sky.

Immediately, as the golden light gradually annihilated in the thick magma liquid, the big mantra gradually melted and faded.

Sou!

At this moment, the scorching magma sea suddenly churned strangely and violently, and a golden light the size of a bowl was like a flying immortal outside the sky, and suddenly flew from the sky above the magma, and disappeared into the mantra with a loud voice.