Chapter 107: Dry bones and empty hatred

"You?"

Looking at the little kid who was much weaker than himself, he couldn't help but laugh out loud when he was whimsical and wanted to devour himself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Quack, if you want to devour me, it's like an ant swallowing an elephant, and you can't do it!" it tilted its head, its four hooves firmly nailed to the flames, and its mouth was open, and it wanted to devour the little fart child.

Click!

The black body moved, but suddenly found a trace of crystal white, I don't know when, it quickly covered the whole body along the periphery of the beating and burning light blue flames.

"This is ... ？”

It sank inside, and quickly twisted its body a few times.

"What's the matter?"

It looked at the crystal white, and was surprised in its heart, and was about to bow its head and roar, when it suddenly felt a suctioning force on the opposite side suddenly erupt, and swallowed itself in one gulp.

"How? Devoured?"

Wukong brushed the ground and opened the monkey's eyes, and two golden rays of light pierced the black flames, and faintly, the fiery eyes seemed to light up a little more.

"Hehe, being burned by a strange fire, it really has a lot of benefits!"

He bared his teeth and smiled, and he was a little curious in his heart, "Why is this strange black and scorching temperature comparable to the samadhi true fire in the old gentleman's furnace back then?

Just thinking about it, I heard the sound of a little fart urn faintly coming from my chest and abdomen: "The initial devouring is successful, but I still need your further help!"

"Okay, how can I help you, just say it!"

"It's simple, as long as you use that Xuanbing Fruit to temporarily seal its spiritual intelligence, I have a way to slowly subdue it!"

"Good!"

Dingnei, for the time being, fell into silence again.

After a full stick of incense, Wukong said weakly: "Okay, the closure is successful, you can devour it with confidence!"

"Hmm!" the little kid snorted, and began his devouring motion.

Inside the body, there was a deathly silence for a while.

Idle, seeing that his body and the broken stick had been almost tempered by the black evil, it would take a while for the little kid to devour the black evil, so he opened the three-legged tripod and flew out of the tripod.

Looking at the huge Ding Furnace about three feet high above his head and the three-legged Ding Ding that was still rising and falling in front of him, after thinking about it, he left it to continue to be tempered in the black condensed Ding Furnace, stretched out his hand and carried the broken stick, broke out of the wall from the Ding Furnace, and came to the outside of the Ding.

Although the light of the huge Ding Furnace has weakened a lot due to the black evil being swallowed, the temperature is still terrifyingly high.

Strange fire, which is also a derivative of the ten origin true fires, although the power is far less than the origin fire, but because of its unique nature, it breeds strangeness, but it is extraordinary.

Looking down at his feet, the flames churned, and it seemed that they had not yet reached the deepest part of the flames.

Bite!

An imperceptible sound of Jin Ge striking came from the depths of the burning flames, instantly attracting Goku's attention.

"Strange?

He listened attentively for a long time, but he heard no more strange sounds.

Airplanes!

The broken stick in his hand suddenly trembled slightly imperceptibly, making a slight buzzing sound.

"Huh?" Wukong was slightly stunned, raised the broken stick in his hand, and looked at it carefully for a long time, but when he saw this stick, except for the unknown impurities wrapped in the stick that were smelted and dropped by the black evil, he didn't find anything different.

"This stick, although it is made of material for some reason, but it has been repeatedly smelted by a black evil of more than 4,000 degrees without dissolving, it seems that it is not an ordinary thing!"

He swept the stick with his hand, and there was a faint hint of hope in his heart.

Thinking of him Monkey King, he has no background, he is poor and white, isn't what he lacks a rare treasure?

Although the Ruyi golden hoop stick does not know where it is lost for the time being, it is also a blessing to occasionally get a stick and a tripod.

Now, as long as it is a treasure, even if it is a root, when he sees it, he will be complacent as if he has received a treasure.

After thinking about it, he slammed the broken stick behind him, and as soon as his body flipped over, a fierce man plunged into the sea of fire under his feet.

It was a full 100 meters of downward diving before he gradually reached the deepest part of the lava crater.

Here, at the bottom of the huge crater, there is also a world of scorching fire, but the tumbling magma has become less wild and extravagant.

He looked curiously at this strange inner world, and when he searched carefully, he found a lot of strange things.

There are clay pots and pottery that scatter when touched, broadsword spears that melt at the touch, and even, in the hot slurry, there is a unique creature that survives by devouring magma, such as fire worms, each of which is five or six meters long, the size of a fist, without eyes and feet, and moves slowly;

These underground aliens, seeing or exploring the scent of Wukong, all consciously or unconsciously bypassed.

"Hehe, this world is really peculiar!" Wukong secretly sighed, he really didn't expect that in such a hot, cruel and barren place, there would be creatures to survive.

It seems that no matter how hard and bad the place is, life will overcome thousands of difficulties and obstacles in an incredible way, and continue to reproduce tenaciously.

In a near-static corner, more than a dozen house-sized animal bones fell here for some reason.

The huge beast bones have been smelted by countless years of magma, and they don't seem to have been eroded much, and the huge bones are gray-white, one by one, facing inwards, kneeling on the ground, faintly forming a large circle, enclosing a huge white bone the size of a small mountain in the center.

"Ah, what kind of monster is this?"

Standing on the periphery of the huge pile of animal bones, Wukong looked at it in surprise for a long time, and then carefully bypassed one of them and came to the largest white bone.

The huge white bones, about seven or eight feet high, although the skin and flesh of the body have long been turned into nothing, but when I knocked the bones with my hands, I found that they were still extremely hard.

Looking at the majestic dry bones lying on the ground in front of him, like dragons and non-dragons, Wukong stroked its tall skeleton, stepped on the magma, and slowly rose to the top of the giant bone's head.

This pile of white bones, although I can't see any clues, but looking at the dozen or so dry bones kneeling around the giant bones, Wukong said in his heart, this may be some kind of sacrifice.

But no matter how majestic and powerful he was in life, now, he is just a pile of forgotten dry bones.

The hero is also helpless, and the dry bones are empty of hatred!

Standing on the two fangs of the huge head that stretched out abruptly forward, he pondered quietly for a while, and was about to float down, but he was suddenly attracted by a strange phenomenon.

Through the deep-set eye sockets, I saw that in the skull the size of a small house, a cyan light the size of an adult skull, floating and sinking in a hot red, was exuding a faint green rhyme.

The cyan light cluster has no owner to rise and fall, but the surrounding three feet are invulnerable to water and fire, and the five poisons are invulnerable, and the slightest trace of quiet cyan light quietly blooms in the fiery world.