Chapter 47: Xuanbing Thousand Eyes (1)

"Hehe, there's finally a good show to watch!"

Looking at the light that suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him, Wukong was secretly happy in his heart, and with a slight breath on the soles of his feet, he quickly came to the dazzling light. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Standing in front of the light, he looked down and was immediately a little dumbfounded.

I saw that the place where the light from the top of the thorn came out was a snow-white cave with a diameter of dozens of meters and a bottomless depth.

"Shhh

"Ice caves?

He glanced down deeply again, gasping for air.

This hole is deep, it is simply a wall, steep and abnormal, at a glance, you can only see the miserable white dozens of meters away, and then down, even the fiery eyes can not see through the bottom of the cave!

"This... Could it be another bottomless ice cave?"

He scratched the back of his hand vigorously and walked back and forth several times along the top of the narrow and steep deep cave, looking at it as he walked, and for a while, he was a little helpless and helpless.

Smack!

A palm-sized lone stone was accidentally kicked by him, and he fell silently into the hole, and he didn't hear the echo of the ground for a long time.

"This hole is deep, no wonder no one has found it here for thousands of years, and it is extremely cold, this down... It's really dangerous and unpredictable, and it's hard to get into the sky!"

Rubbing his hands together and exhaling cold air, Wukong circled along the edge of the steep cave a few more times, and his eyes stayed about ten meters below the cave.

There, clinging to the snow-white cave walls, a few vine-like things, as thick as an arm, scurled into the dark void.

"In such a cold place, vines can still grow?"

Looking at the nameless vines the thickness of an arm in the cave, Wukong thought for a while, and took out a pitch-black dagger from his arms, which was the god-killing one.

He bent down, raised the god-killing sword, and thrust a little hard into the snow-white cave wall.

Yikes!

A splash of ice crystals flew around, and the god-killing dagger body plunged directly into the ice wall.

"100 million years of Xuanbing?"

Wukong pulled out his dagger, picked up a few pieces of snow foam attached to it, looked at it carefully, and let out an exclamation.

"Hundreds of millions of years of Xuanbing, I don't know how many years ago, not to mention the cold, it is even more incompatible, and it is hard and abnormal!"

"Thankfully, this dagger is here. ”

Wukong frowned, holding the god-killing in his hand, his wrist was forced, and with a bang, he easily pierced the god-killing into the hard ice rock of the cave wall again, as if a knife cut tofu.

"Hehe, it really deserves to be the treasure of the Three Realms, and it is extremely sharp!"

Thinking of this, he pulled out his dagger with a thud, gritted his monkey teeth, leaned back, pressed against the cave wall, and jumped down with a whoosh.

Call!

The body brushed against the cold cave wall, and fell quickly, straight to the bottom of the cave.

"It's up to you!"

Just as his body fell to a depth of more than ten meters, Wukong's left arm waved vigorously and thrust the god-killing into the cave wall with a pop.

"Sure enough, it's useful to get to your place!"

Wukong grabbed the god-killing with one hand, and his body took advantage of the momentum to lift up, quickly stopping the falling body.

"Let's go!"

He reached out and grabbed a falling vine, tugged hard, and found it very tough.

The vines, with a few green leaves, rough and tough, stretch downwards in a zigzag way, not knowing where they lead.

Wukong gritted his teeth, pulled out the god-killing vine, and then grasped the vine with both hands and slid down cautiously.

Tick tock, tick tock!

Overhead, inexplicable water droplets fell from time to time, and before they reached their eyes, they had already formed ice particles and slid straight into the bottomless abyss.

"Whew!"

The air inside the cave is getting colder and colder, and it hurts to the marrow.

Wukong hurriedly took a strong breath of true qi, and the mana quickly ran all over his body for a few weeks, and in his body, a stream of heat surged, and various functions became flexible in an instant.

When he slid down to a depth of more than two hundred meters, Wukong's body froze, and when he looked down, he suddenly found that the vine in his hand had reached the end.

He grabbed the vine, looked left and right, his body swayed, and he fell to another vine seven or eight meters away.

Along the vines, slid down a distance of 100 meters, the cave was already pitch black, here, there was a dark world without light.

"Hey, there's still fruit growing there?" Wukong stared at a vine next to him, curious.

A few meters away, on a vine the thickness of an arm, under two branches and leaves, seven or eight white fruits the size of cherries hung scattered on the vines, as if they were integrated with the snow-white cave wall, and it was difficult to find them without looking closely.

Wukong's feet slammed hard, his body swung back and forth a few times, and then swished towards the vine.

Poof, Wukong reached out and grabbed the vine, and his right palm slammed the ice to stabilize his body.

He looked up and saw that above his head, there were seven or eight white fruits, clean and fresh, and they were bubbling with milky white cold.

"What fruit?" Wukong thought for a moment, and when he reached out to pick it, he suddenly felt a chill and quickly retracted his right hand.

Yikes!

In the dim and miserable whiteness, I saw a white strange insect the size of grass shoes, dragging a slender long tail and two slender fangs, suddenly crawling not far from Wukong's side.

It squirmed at Goku for a few moments, then dragged its tail and crawled unhurriedly into a gap next to the fruit.

Slipper!

A three-meter-long three-color centipede, moving hundreds of thin legs, writhing its fat body, proudly raising its head, glanced at Wukong with a little disdain, and shook its head and tail into another gap.

There are a lot of poisonous insects!

Wukong's fiery eyes secretly saw clearly, and he couldn't help but gasp.

These poisonous insects, which live in the dark world all year round, must be extremely poisonous.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand to pick off the seven or eight small fruits that were steaming cold, carefully put them in his arms, and then clenched the vines in his hand hard, and after carefully observing the surroundings, he fell down more cautiously.

He landed down for a distance of about 100 meters, and the vine in his hand had already climbed to the end.

He used his fiery eyes with all his strength, and looked around carefully, only to see that the surrounding cave walls were empty, and on the snow-white cave walls, I don't know when, there were many large and small holes unevenly distributed, but there were no vines on the cave walls to climb on.

The cave has different shapes, and it is difficult to see the things in the cave.

Glancing down, I saw that it was already pitch black under my feet, and the miserable whiteness of Xuan Bing itself was no longer of any effect here.

But it's a pity that the fiery eyes are running to ten, and they can only see a distance of about a few tens of meters down.

Wukong frowned, this situation is a bit unexpected!

It's too deep!

He secretly gritted his teeth, took out the god-killing weapon with his left hand, and then let go of his right hand, and his body fell straight down with a snort, like a weightless lead ball.