"All, all-powerful body?!" Wang Biaoxing's eyes widened, and he screamed incredulously.

He is also a powerful cultivator, so he naturally knows what an all-powerful body is, and with such a physique, he is not only far superior to his peers in terms of endurance, but also in terms of recovery. It can be said that if you can't kill a cultivator with an all-powerful body all at once, then the result of a stalemate is often to be overturned by the opponent.

Powerful and all-rounded, it's the perfect combination in the world!

Wang Biaoxing himself wants to have such a powerful power even if he dreams, but unfortunately, he can't count on it in his life.

Nodding his head gently, he nodded slowly and said with a wry smile: "I see......"

At this moment, he finally understood why the Seventh Master was making such a fuss. It turned out that this young man, who seemed to only have the cultivation of a believer, was definitely not comparable to ordinary ordinary believers! However, he had already reached this point, and even if he regretted it, it was completely too late.

The fist was slowly raised, and he looked at Yu Linghe deeply for the last time, and then slammed a punch into his chest.

Yu Linghe's face changed slightly, he hesitated, and did not stop it. This was the first time he had seen a Tongmai-level cultivator cut himself off in front of him, and it was still quite shocking to him.

However, Yu Linghe quickly adjusted his mood, and he stepped forward and took off the valuable things on the two people.

In fact, with his current vision, the things in those believers are negligible. As for the two strong men, although they also have a lot of good things, they are definitely not natural treasures.

Perhaps, they all have their own families and territories, so they didn't bring real treasures with them.

Shaking his head, Yu Linghe took a big stride and walked towards the forest. This time besieged his own people. He has been lured into the forest and killed one by one, and he has nothing to fear. Although after this time, he and the Seventh Master of the Miao Family must have formed a mortal enmity, but even the result of the fall of the two Tongmai cultivators was enough for him to calm down for a while.

Just as Reiga was about to walk out of the forest, his steps were abrupt. His face also became solemn.

Inexplicably, he just has a feeling that he doesn't seem to be completely free. There was a gaze hidden in the dark watching him, but there was no killing intent in that gaze, so it didn't let him find out immediately. However, after all, Yu Linghe has beast chess, especially cat chess, and has an unimaginable keen sense of danger. That's why he could vaguely detect this glimmer of gaze.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Linghe stood steadily, his heart was murderous.

Since he had already killed so many, he didn't mind collecting another revenant under his hand!

"Since Your Excellency is here, why don't you come out and see you?" Yu Linghe said slowly.

However, just a moment after his voice had dissipated, the environment remained silent. Under the murderous aura of Reiga. Even the chirping of birds and insects that could be heard everywhere was gone. Not to mention the creatures that hunt in this area on weekdays, they don't know where to flee with their tails between their legs. Don't dare to approach anymore.

Yu Linghe smiled coldly, he no longer urged, but slowly closed his eyes.

The powerful spiritual power was suddenly released, and in this case, even he had to admit that the search effect of the spiritual power was effective. Far greater than the eyes and ears.

However, after a moment, no matter how much he searched for his spiritual power, he found nothing.

Yu Linghe's brows furrowed slightly, if it was an ordinary person. He may think that this is just his own suspicion, but he has a kind of respect and trust for the beasts and chess players from the heart. Since they have sensed it, there must be a strong person lurking near here who can threaten their safety.

The reason why they can't be found is definitely not because the enemy is not there, but because their own strength is insufficient and they can't be found.

If his thoughts were known to someone lurking here, he would definitely be angry, because he couldn't figure out where he had revealed his flaws, so Yu Linghe was so convinced.

After a moment of silence, a sneer of disdain flashed on Yu Linghe's face.

Although the other party used some means, and was even able to evade his spiritual power search, Yu Linghe was not at a loss.

He snorted softly, waved his hands gently, and gradually, the mist spread around him. The fog is expanding at an extremely fast rate, reaching an indescribable level. This is especially true in this densely forested environment. In just a moment, the mist was already extensive, and anyone who was in it had a feeling that they couldn't see their fingers.

Yu Linghe laughed loudly and said, "Your Excellency stay here, and say goodbye!"

His voice was far away, and he didn't care about it.

"Hey......" In the mist, a helpless sigh slowly came out. A flash of red light flickered within the mist, then immediately dissipated. However, in the center of the red light, there was a handsome bald monk.

The monk grabbed the empty brain, looked helpless, and said slowly: "What a witty little guy." Strange, how did he find me......"

In terms of his latent skills, even a person with great strength may not be able to detect it. However, Yu Linghe's actions were obviously aimed at him, which made him puzzled.

However, his eyebrows were raised, and then he smiled: "Master Yu, you are back again." ”

Yu Linghe's cold voice sounded in the mist: "It turned out to be a great power of Buddhism, hehe, I don't know what Your Excellency is doing with those people, doesn't even Buddhism want my life?"

The monk shook his head again and again, and said, "The donor misunderstood, the little monk got up today to meet with the donor and discuss important matters. ”

Yu Linghe laughed and said, "You followed those people to find me, and you actually said that there was no malice?"

The monk frowned slightly, and said distressedly: "How can Yu Shizhu believe it?"

Yu Linghe sneered and said, "Monk, you are really joking! If you really have something to do with me, why don't you show up directly, but hide your head and tail behind you?"

The monk said calmly: "Because the little monk wants to see the donor himself." And determine if the donor has such talent. ”

Yu Linghe was slightly stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What talent?"

The monk chuckled and said, "Do you remember the Nanhua Sutra Wood Overseas Scroll?"

Although his voice was not heavy, it sounded like thunder in Linghe's ears.

This scripture is quite evil, and he was even bewitched by the power of the book, and he was almost lost in it. This memory is not the most terrifying, but it is undoubtedly the most unforgettable.

With a calm face, Yu Linghe said: "Remember, this scripture has fallen into the hands of Qingxiang Heavenly Palace. Why, could it be that Your Excellency wants to get it back?"

The monk shook his head slightly, his attitude was so sincere and his face was so handsome that even Yu Linghe couldn't help but have a good feeling. But he immediately put the thought aside, and the man's attitude was unclear. It's friend or foe.

"Yu donor is too worried. The monk said slowly: "Although this manuscript is precious, since my Buddhism has lost, it will not be cheated." He smiled and said, "The little monk is here today, in fact, for a passage in the scriptures. ”

Yu Linghe was surprised: "What words?"

Although that scripture book is not very thick, there is definitely a lot of content in it, and Yu Linghe can't think of anything in it that can be related to him.

A friendly smile appeared on the monk's face, and he said slowly, "According to the scriptures. You have a relationship with the Buddha in the donor, so the little monk was ordered to come to observe whether the donor is really related to the Buddha. ”

Yu Linghe's heart was stunned. His eyes suddenly became sharp, but his tone did not change, and he still said unhurriedly: "What do you call Your Excellency?"

"The little monk is quiet. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Wujing. Yu Linghe's voice became more and more calm: "I don't know if the master thinks the kid has a relationship with the Buddha after his observation?"

Wu Jing always had an indifferent smile on her face, even if the fog was thick here. Going has not weakened his special charm in the slightest: "The little monk and the donor have met for the first time, and it is really difficult to distinguish between them." But ......" he hesitated slightly, and said, "Since the scriptures have made a choice, the little monk trusts it very much. ”

Yu Linghe smiled dumbly and said, "It turns out that you have already decided in your heart." He thought for a moment. Said: "Since you have a relationship with the Buddha below, what are your plans?"

Wu Jing said with a smile: "Whether there is fate or not, what a glorious thing it is, once the little monk is confirmed, he will take you to Muhai Temple and ordainate you as a monk." ”

Yu Linghe's body trembled, and he only felt a vicious chill surging up.

He didn't have that hobby.

With a cold snort, Yu Linghe said: "Master Wujing, I'm not interested in your proposal!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, and with a strong murderous intent: "I enjoy the seven emotions and six desires that you want to cut off, and I love the lights of this world even more." So, I don't want to be a monk, and I don't want to deal with you! So, you better go back. If you come with me again......"

Halfway through this meaningful sentence, Yu Linghe snorted heavily, and then, his body had already left like a fly.

This Wu Jing is not the protector of the Miao family, although the power of the Buddhist family is not thriving on this continent, Yu Linghe does not think that he can ignore or become an enemy of them.

He didn't want to be contaminated with the blood of such a character unless he had to.

The fog has not dissipated, and if it is according to Yu Linghe's methods, it will take at least a few hours before these fogs will gradually dissipate. If he had this time buffer, he would have run away to nowhere.

Wu Jing scratched his bald head again, and he sighed, as if he was deeply helpless.

Then, with a slap on the head, a round golden light suddenly bloomed above his head, and this light grew stronger and stronger, until it suddenly exploded, as if it was spreading out endlessly.

ps: Today is the No. 1, the third watch of the white crane.

Two more guarantees, the remaining chapter to make up for the previous month.

I think last month was three chapters off. (To be continued......)