Chapter 94 Three-color trapped wind chimes

"Could it be that this is what Patriarch Bodhi once said when he preached?"

"What's the matter?

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"Hehe, since that's the case, then you should die!" After speaking, the Void Trapped Wind Beast shook the three-color trapped wind chimes in his hand, turned around and tore the space in front of him, and fled away as quickly as possible.

Snort!

For a while, in this strange space, the thin trapped wind was like a 10,000-year-old ice toad spider silk, swimming along the corner of the space at great speed, instantly turning the upper and lower sides of this space into an impermeable three-color cocoon.

In Sanbu Town, in the endless crowd, the little fox led Xiong Da, from this end of the town to the other end of the town, searched the front and back of the house, the corners and alleys, and even the pit was searched, but still failed to find Wukong's figure.

"Hey, are you looking for that monkey?"

A male duck's voice suddenly came from behind him, startling the little fox who was looking down in contemplation.

"You... Who are you?" looked at the big yellow dog in front of him, which was two heads taller than himself, and then at the little flower cat on his back, the little fox calmed down and temporarily eased his anxious heart.

"Who am I?" the big yellow dog was stunned when he heard this, and then opened his mouth and roared, "What, you don't even know the name of my dog master?" It spun around twice in place, almost not throwing off the little flower cat on its back.

"It's so shameful!" it raised its front paws and pointed at the little fox, and exclaimed with a look of indignation: "How can this be true, what a reason, to come here, not to know the name of my dog master, it is so ridiculous, too ignorant, too ridiculous!"

"Ah, what is this?" Looking at the big yellow dog in front of him, which was full of saliva and roaring like a strange melon, the little fox looked misty, "Why, do I have to know your name?"

"Of course!" The big yellow dog was refreshed when he heard this, and when he raised his head and chest, his eyebrows were firmly knitted into two pairs of chopsticks, and the word pride was written on his face.

"That's a must-drop!"

"Uh! well!" the little fox was a little speechless, this big yellow dog was so nonsensical.

"So, what's your name?" the little fox asked weakly, spreading his hands.

"My name? my name is, of course ... The big yellow dog had a terrible face, and he kicked a few steps on the spot, stepping on a cloud of dust.

"Ignorant little fox, you quickly prick up my ears and listen, my name, of course my name is... ”

"What is it?"

"Huh? My name is... What's it called?What is it called?Damn, why can't I remember it all of a sudden?Damn... Belch... ！”

The big yellow dog let out a strange bark, scratching its head at one moment, turning around and biting its tail, and the ground trampled by its hooves rattled and instantly drowned itself in the gray dust.

"Uh, it's ... The little fox probed her head to look at the melon-eating crowd hurriedly passing nearby, and saw that few people paid attention to her, so she had to shrug her shoulders very innocently, shook her head, and ran away with a swish.

In a colorless world, Wukong sits in an airtight three-color cocoon, breathing rapidly and sweating profusely.

Here, it's like a closed and isolated space, with no light, no wind, not even a trace of aura.

Wukong's heart is a little blocked, here, it is completely an isolated space.

Although cultivating immortals does not completely rely on aura to survive, the space is so small, and the temperature is getting higher and higher, as if someone has been forced in a jar, that feeling is really not very comfortable.

However, how can we break through the trapped wind sac of the three outer layers here in front of you?

Thinking about it, he frowned slightly.

Just now, he had already chopped it with his hand knife, and even tore it with his hard monkey teeth, but unfortunately, each one of the wind wires was extremely flexible, and he couldn't bite one at all.

Could it be that you are trapped here inexplicably?

It's a bit ridiculous to think about it, how did the dignified Monkey King become the point where he is now passively beaten everywhere?

Even, he didn't know why the sleepy wind beast wanted to kill him.

What a shame!

He worked his mana.

In the later stage of the Spirit Realm, after this period of dangerous training, he faintly felt that perhaps, it would not be long before he would be able to break through to the peak of the Spirit Realm.

But that's another story.

Now, you have to think about getting out of here.

Otherwise, if you are trapped here, you will not starve to death, but you will have to suffocate to death.

That's too embarrassing!

What's more, he pinched his fingers just now, and since he fell, this time, before and after, has been a full month.

One month?

Thinking of this, Wukong's heart suddenly became a little anxious.

How?

It's been a month, and it's inevitable ... It's too fast!

It's simply ...

The day has passed, ah, this is!

Huh, Bodhi?

He suddenly reached into his arms and took out the warm Bodhi seed.

Is it going to be relied on to escape again?

Run, run, damn!

How did this idea of escape come from again?

He rubbed the Bodhi in his hand, and for a moment, he reached out and took out a pitch-black dagger from his arms, which was the god-killing one.

"Hehe, aren't you one of the top ten divine soldiers in the Heavenly Realm?

"Hehe, don't let me underestimate you!"

As he spoke, he swept the god-killing in his hand, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to the three-color trapped wind silk curtain in front of him.

Shhh

The tip of the god-killing dagger slashed the layers of silk curtains, like a knife cutting tofu, and opened a foot-long opening with a thud.

"Hehe, it's really useful!" he said, waving his right hand vigorously, brushing and brushing, and in a few clicks, he cut the large silk curtain that was blocking in front of him.

"Hahaha, damn Void Beast, it's still sleepy in the wind, I see that you don't even want to trap a single hair of my grandson!" After speaking, he shook the three-color silk thread on his head and strode out.

Hiss!

Looking at the empty gray bag world in front of him, his heart, which had just been rejoicing, instantly fell to the freezing point again.

"Wouldn't it?

"But this ... I don't know the space node, what should I do?"

He walked to the void of this space, and it was a stroke to raise the god-killing sword.

Hiss!

A long space was split in an instant, revealing the strange world in front of him.

Hula, a flash of fire suddenly rolled in, and the temperature was terrifying.

"This is ... Looking at the large sea of volcanic fire that suddenly appeared in front of him, Wukong was directly stunned.

"Volcanic lava?" he opened the gap with his hand, looked out, and quickly retracted his head.

Outside, in the sky and on the ground, in the mountains and in the water, there are all flames of transpiring magma, and the temperature is even higher than ever.

"Why did you fall into the fire pit?" he scratched his head in frustration.

"No wonder it feels so stuffy, this damn Void Beast doesn't give Lao Sun a clean and cool place!"

After thinking about it, he reached out to cover the gap, turned his head, walked to the middle, and sat down cross-legged.

"Is it really going to depend on it?" he took out the Bodhi again, and with a hint of hope in his heart, a trace of blood quietly bloomed from between his fingers.