Monkey King

Chapter 36 The Wounded Nightshade

The TV series is indeed a bit of nonsense!
Looking at the red sky and the gray space, Wukong's manifested monster body stands on this land, looking extremely small.

On TV, the Demon Locking Tower is just a relatively large tower, and the space inside is a bit large, but the scene in front of me is not so big, it is a space of its own.

Wukong's ears moved, and Shunfeng's ears were instantly opened to recognize the sound.

A few seconds later, Wukong looked to the front side, his eyes moved, and then he took a step and walked towards that side.

On the way of walking, wisps of gray fell from the space from time to time and wrapped around the body, as soft as cotton and could not be discarded. Wukong raised his palm and held one of the wisps of gray with his fingertips. What is it?
Thoughts rotated extremely fast, and consciousness condensed out.

Evil thoughts!

Seemingly aware of something, Wukong released the skills of the evil sword fairy to the space of the lock demon tower.

In the blink of an eye, the countless gray substances all around were concentrated towards Wukong's body. Sure enough, this kind of substance permeating the space is evil thoughts.

There are countless monsters in the Monster Locking Tower. They were all captured by the disciples of Shushan. Most of the disciples of Shushan did not kill them.

Doing this is also to maintain the peace and stability of mankind. After all, the monster race is mixed with human beings. Even if they do nothing, something will happen sooner or later. The monster energy alone will affect the life and health of ordinary people.

At this time, walking in this oppressive space, absorbing evil thoughts, feeling the rapid growth of the demon body, although the hint from the Great Sage Space said that the skills have been suppressed, there are too many evil thoughts in this space, even if it is because of my own The main body is a monster race, and the effect of using skills outside the six realms is not effective, and it is far faster than the speed of absorbing spiritual energy to practice.

This feeling of growing stronger all the time, no wonder Xie Jianxian became so powerful and terrifying in a short period of time, and the last six realms were swept away. With this kind of skills and his special physique, if he can no longer sweep the six realms, then He is too scumbag.

In the demon-locking tower, the body of the Great Saint continued to grow stronger, but on the contrary, it made the human body more burdened. After a while, Wukong finally had to stop absorbing evil thoughts and change back to himself.

The human body suddenly emerged from the sealed space, Wukong felt the pain in the body instantly, touched the corner of his mouth, there was a trace of scarlet, and he was actually injured.

It seems that we have to break through as soon as possible, otherwise the body of the monster clan will not be able to absorb many evil thoughts. Wiping off the blood at the corner of his mouth, Wukong stretched out his small white hand and took it out from the Qiankun bag on his waist.

Taking out a elixir from the small bottle, Wukong threw it directly into his mouth, and then meditated to adjust his breath, and the hazy white light gradually enveloped his body surface.

……

Evil thoughts are formed by the condensation of resentment and bad luck in the world, and they are not so easy to absorb. The evil sword fairy has a different physique. He is an evil spirit, but Wukong is a conscious monster. Chaos, into madness.

So unconsciously, the human body indirectly saved his life.

Ten minutes later, Wukong, who had finished adjusting his breath, recovered from his injuries, got up and walked forward.

Although there was no sign of the road, and there was no figure to give him directions in this space that could not be seen a hundred meters away, but his magic weapon was enough to help him find the location leading to the lower floor.

It is not only those who have the wind in their ears can find their way.

Looking at the compass in his hand, Wukong stepped lightly and quickly jumped forward.

level one!
Looking at the stone tablet in front of him, Wukong looked around, and soon found a stone cave hidden not far away.

The Demon Locking Tower is not a tower in the usual sense. It is an artifact bestowed by the God Realm, and the way to enter it is from top to bottom. When Wukong stepped into it, he quietly went around the top floor from the side.

I just don’t know if it was discovered when I went in. When Wukong passed through the barrier, a red light flashed on the door. I hope the guarding disciple didn’t notice.

……

Bending down to look at the entrance, Wukong jumped in after a slight hesitation.

It's like traveling through space, that familiar feeling.

In the next second, the whole body has appeared on another layer.

It is a completely different space, but it has the same gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, and there are thick, almost inseparable evil thoughts diffused in that space. It is really a disgusting space. No matter what race it is, it is impossible to like this kind of evil. environment.

"Ah..., what a delicious smell of blood, it's a stranger!"

The moment Wukong just went down, countless demon spirits had already surrounded Wukong.

Damn, no wonder there is nothing on the first floor, and the second floor of the whole collection!

Looking at the demon spirits surrounding him, Wukong directly took out the spells from the Qiankun bag. These were given to him by his master and elders for self-defense. Although there is no possibility of anything happening in Shushan, if there is any accident, it is always good to have protection of.

"Fenghuo, set fire to the sky!"

Lifting the talisman, Wukong recited the incantation directly, and the fire broke out of the talisman in an instant, burning towards the front.

The flying demon spirit didn't expect to encounter such a situation, and was instantly burned, leaving only the miserable howling in the air.

Holding the talisman, he spun around in a circle, forcing the other demon spirits back. Wukong didn't hesitate anymore, and instantly drew the sword behind him, Yujianshu!

Standing on the sword with both feet on the ground, the next moment, the sword suspended in mid-air soared into the sky and shot into the distance.

Wasting time and energy for these little monsters, he is not so boring!
In the air, after going around for a long time, the formation map in his hand finally worked. After entering the second floor, the road became clear. After clarifying the terrain, he could already distinguish the direction.

Contrasting the formation diagram and looking ahead, the sword light under Wukong's feet soared and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

-Dividing line-

"No, don't come here!"

In the gray space, the blue figure was tightly bound to the wall.

"Solanum nigrum, your brother Wang is such a wimp, he can't even protect himself, let alone you!" Countless resentful spirits danced in the air, crashing towards the body bound by the wall.

Countless impacts, each impact brought a cry.

"No, no!"

"He's already dead!" Wraith roared.

"Wonderful, he is a worthless!" Wraith laughed.

"No! Brother Wang is not!"

……

The third floor, is it here?

Looking at the ground and the surrounding walls, Wukong backhanded the sword into the scabbard behind him, looked at the corresponding position on the formation map, and looked at his feet, is it wrong?Can't find a notch.

Looking at the wall in front of him where the characters were gathered, the lines of Taoist scriptures were read carefully and silently. Wukong looked a little puzzled, maybe it was a mechanism.

Fortunately, his wit is not inferior to anyone, not to mention that his thinking speed was developed last time in the Lake of Martial Arts. This kind of text mechanism was directly cracked after a few minutes. Looking at the huge The vortex, Wukong pursed his lips, and flew into it.

The fourth floor, here I come!
(End of this chapter)