Chapter 92: Void Trapped Wind Beast (2)

"Void Trapped Wind Beast? Not a Void Stupid Beast?"

"Still from antiquity?"

Wukong grinned and said deliberately: "Hey, what kind of void stupid beast did I say, you don't stay in the ancients, why did you come here?

Wukong's mouth was like a river, and he asked a few words like a bead. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Uh!" The guy who called himself the Void Trapped Wind Beast was stunned for a moment, and then it stared at Wukong with big eyes like copper bells, like a monster, and said, "Then are you a mouthy monkey from Hanging River Island? Why are there so many questions?"

"Hanging River Island, Mouthy Monkey?" Wukong was stunned.

"Aha!" The Void Wind Trap almost burst out laughing. "What a stupid monkey!"

After a long while, it shook the three-pointed and two-edged moon covering knife in its hand, glared at half of the white bones and big eyes, and scolded angrily: "Since everything that should be asked, it's time to send you to the underworld!"

After speaking, the knife in his hand was raised from afar, and in the small space, in an instant, the strong wind was precarious, and the void writhed, cutting the hair and skin.

"You, are you really a Void Trapped Wind Beast?"

Before Wukong finished speaking, suddenly his eyes kept looking, and the guy actually disappeared into the void behind him, and disappeared again.

"Damn it!" Wukong scolded inwardly, "If it weren't for the loss of Lao Sun's mana, your ability to cross the void would be a fart!"

However, annoyance to annoyance, hatred to hatred, in the face of the invisible danger in front of him, he did not dare to be careless.

This trapped wind beast, since it said that it came from ancient times, and that it could live until now and not die, there must be something strange.

Besides, just because it can travel through the void at will, wantonly tearing through space and hindering this ability, it is enough of a headache.

Because, separated by several layers of space, it is not as simple as separating a wall.

That's a whole distance between two worlds, although this guy's mana is not strong at the moment, but with the ability to travel freely through space, it can find the space node very familiarly to come in and intercept himself, but he can't, because he doesn't know where that guy is hiding,

It is not possible to have a fiery eye, it is impossible to span one or several spaces, in the final analysis, the mana is still too weak.

"Quack, this time, look where you're still fleeing!" the Void Wind Trap laughed in a space where it floated, making it difficult to determine its exact whereabouts.

"Damn!"

Wukong stood in the void, holding the broken stick in his hand, thinking about it, his frowning brows stretched slightly, at this time, the most important thing is to calm down, but he can't fall into that guy's way.

"Huh?" A soft sigh from the Void Trapped Wind Beast came from a certain prescription position behind him, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Whew!" a large knife, without any wind sound or luster, suddenly slashed at Wukong's neck from an unexpected direction.

Wukong stood there quietly, his heart suddenly jumped, and a bad feeling instantly surged into his heart.

"Not good!" he quickly bent down and lowered his head, his left leg touched the ground, and his body quickly flew backwards, and at the same time, the stick in his hand swept through the thousands of troops, and smashed into a prescription position with a whoosh.

Poof, a stick missed, Wukong's body followed the momentum of the stick, and the probe grabbed the back of the inexhaustible castration knife.

Brush!

The broadsword flashed away, as fast as lightning, and disappeared into another void in an instant.

"It's pretty fast!" Wukong snorted secretly, the sea of meaning trembled slightly, and secretly released a trace of divine thought, quietly wandering in the darkness of the void, spying on the suspicious breath and flaws in the air.

Half an hour passed.

As far as the eye can see, there is no movement in this space.

Wukong slung the stick on his shoulder, reluctantly withdrew the trace of divine thought, and muttered to himself in his heart.

The Void Trapped Wind Beast in the late stage of the Spirit Realm has low mana, and the spatial distance that can be crossed at one time is definitely not long. Although it is a spirit beast that was inexplicably born in the void, however, the distance that any kind of creature can travel through space is equal to that of mana cultivation, although it has a natural advantage that others do not have!

It seems that this guy is very patient and knows how to wait for the rabbit.

Thinking of this, Wukong sat cross-legged in the void, thrust the broken stick into the void, closed his eyes tightly, and opened his six views, as if he had settled down.

Nearly an hour has passed.

This kind of empty and aimless waiting, put on ordinary people, the heart of waiting is so anxious, the six gods have no master.

However, Wukong will not, after thousands of years of penance, this little bit of mental foundation is still there.

"Poof!"

At this moment, the tip of a knife the size of a palm slowly stretched out from the void directly in front of Wukong, silently, quietly reaching less than a foot away from Wukong's front door.

The knife is dull and unpretentious, without a trace of murder.

The knife, just when it was only a centimeter away from Wukong's face door, quietly stopped.

Wukong sat quietly in the void, his eyes closed, his stick on his legs, as if he had no idea of the murderous knife that had been inserted in front of him, and turned a deaf ear.

The knife hovered there quietly, only one centimeter away from the key point of Wukong's face, not shaking, impartial, not advancing or retreating, I don't know when the next moment will stab that sinister knife.

Wukong sat down, as if he had been asleep for a long time, and even the monkey hair on his body seemed to fall asleep, not waking up, regardless of it, not knowing that he was already in the ghost gate at this time, and he didn't know that he might be killed by a knife in half at the next moment, and his soul would return to his hometown.

Puff puff puff!

In the lonely void, a fierce knife with the width of a palm was suddenly inserted diagonally into the void, and in the silence of the sky, only a strong heart could be heard beating regularly and orderly, and nothing else.

Burst!

Suddenly, the knife moved, the knife momentum was like the wind, and the knife aura was like a divine slash, like a meteor slashing, stabbing dangerously towards Wukong's eyebrows. There, that's where Goku's spirit is.

Brush!

Wukong's monkey eyes opened like lightning, and his head twisted strangely around his neck, which was able to dodge the stabbing knife, and at the same time, his arms swung like the wind, and the lightning caught the palm-sized blade.

Burst!

The blade retreated backwards as fast as lightning, and in the midst of lightning and fire, I saw Wukong's entire body swaying with the blade, piercing the void with a bang, and disappearing in place with a whoosh.

The space that was already silent instantly became empty, and it looked even more boring and lonely.

Another space, I don't know the space node.

Wukong firmly grasped the fierce blade with his palms, his legs standing upright in the void, and he looked ahead with a smile on his face.

In front of him, a monster with half a foot of white bones and half flesh, holding a wide and strange long knife in both hands, was looking at him with an incredulous expression.

"Are you really a wild monkey of unknown origin?" Halfway through, the Void Trapped Wind Beast snapped into a bronze bell-like fierce eye, and a trace of suspicion and confusion appeared on its face.

"Tell me, why did you kill me, maybe, I can spare you from dying!" Wukong asked instead of answering.