After looking at the strange circle of light that seemed to be full of divine aura, Yu Linghe's eyes couldn't help but change.

He was not afraid, but connected this handsome monk with the memories of his previous life.

It turns out that the back of the heads of those enlightened monks really shines!

Shaking his head, Yu Linghe no longer paid attention to the steps behind him, and struggled to find Wujing. His figure slowly floated up, as if someone was pushing him from behind, and little by little he walked deeper into the mountains.

However, he walked in a very strange way, with one foot firmly attached to the ground, as if a rope was firmly holding him underground, and he himself was in the form of a kite, drifting in the wind. If such a shape is used to play a role in a ghost story in the previous life, it is guaranteed to be amazing.

But at this time, Yu Linghe was not the slightest happy, because he quickly saw that there was another wind in front of him with a fierce and unparalleled momentum.

Although he has been able to find the crevices in the wind, enter the wind, and can still reap some benefits from it. But if he had a choice, he still didn't want to face such a powerful natural power so quickly.

However, this is Chifeng Ridge, and the coming and going of the wind is not subject to his will. Therefore, when Yu Linghe calmed down and calmly accepted all this, the storm had already arrived as scheduled.

His body swayed slightly, and at the moment when the wind came to his body, he seemed to turn into a wind, and he blended into it deftly and without obstacles.

Since he has already come in, Yu Linghe will naturally not be polite. His hands trembled slightly, and the clouds and mist were suddenly released from his body. Because of the experience of the last time, the clouds and mist released by Yu Linghe at this moment are becoming more and more hidden, and the scope of the enveloping has narrowed a lot.

The wind is furious. Inside, however, it appears to be quite stable.

The formless, colorless, untouchable wind would form such a strange state, if it wasn't for himself entering, even Yu Linghe would definitely not believe it.

But that's the way it is, inside the wind. Yu Linghe was a hundred times easier than outside. If he is not greedy enough and wants to use the cloud and mist spell to collect the power of the wind evil, then he has a feeling that he can stay here, move with the wind, and never be born. Moreover, if he is willing to nest here and comprehend, then maybe ten years later, he will really be able to master a realm of wind and become a supreme being like a wind spirit.

However. This thought was quickly restrained by him.

He, after all, is a human being, and the way of the wind is not the most suitable choice for him, so he can't give up the entire forest for the sake of a tree.

Although he was already extremely restrained when he released the clouds, the power of the wind evil he absorbed was not strong. However, the power in the wind is extremely stable and balanced, and if it is missing, it is immediately unbalanced. The next moment. The calm of the surroundings suddenly turned into a harsh one, and once the calm was broken. The worst aspects of it will be far beyond human expectations.

Feeling that the biting wind and cold were approaching, Yu Linghe's figure kept shaking, he gathered the clouds and mist, and rushed out of this piece of wind vigorously.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

The thunderous wind roared in my ears. But listening to this voice, Yu Linghe had a sense of familiarity and joy.

Although the external wind was still raging, it did not bring him any real harm. On the contrary, it is the inner space of the wind that has lost its balance, and that is the real place of death.

Turning his gaze, Yu Linghe was slightly stunned. He happened to see the scene of the wind engulfing the bald head not far behind him.

He secretly said in his heart, the speed of this bald head is so fast.

His eyes flickered, and he suddenly realized. It's not that the monk's speed is fast, but that he was led backwards by the wind.

For some reason, as long as he continued to walk towards the interior of the mountain, he would definitely encounter the wind blocking the way. The power of this wind is extremely powerful, but without exception, it blows from the inside out, like a perpetual motion machine in the depths of the mountains, producing wind fire endlessly.

If you confront the wind and wind brakes head-on, then there is a chance that you will be crushed by it. But if you try to get into it, you will be carried backwards by it unless you escape immediately. The speed of this Wind Evil was so fast, although Yu Linghe had not been able to absorb the power of the Wind Evil in the internal space for a long time, he had already been carried to the rear by them.

Therefore, instead of narrowing the distance between him and Wu Jing, who is tireless and inward-looking, he is getting closer and closer.

Tilting his head slightly, Yu Linghe secretly said in his heart, can this bald head still stand up?

He could naturally see that Wu Jing's method of resisting the wind was very different from his own.

It was because he had comprehended the spirit of the wind, so he turned into the wind, which was a tricky way, and he did not contend with the wind blowing head-on. However, this is not the case with Wu Jing.

He doesn't have the ability to turn into wind, so every contact with the wind is a hard impact.

If he only has the cultivation of believers, then even if he has the will of the gods, he will probably be crushed. It's just that he is now a strong person, so he can withstand it. It's just that manpower is sometimes poor, and it depends on how far he can go.

The Wind Shary does not take care of any living beings, it envelops the silence in it, and retreats without stopping.

Soon, however, golden light could be seen splashing out of the fierce wind.

Yu Linghe's eyes lit up, and sure enough, under the shroud of golden light, Wu Jing once again walked out calmly from the wind. The golden light retracted, hovering over the back of his head like a golden wheel.

However, Yu Linghe could also see that his complexion was not very good. These two golden wheel releases obviously brought him a lot of pressure.

Wu Jing finally broke free from this wind, but before he could catch a breath, his eyes saw Yu Linghe not far ahead.

He was slightly stunned in his heart, when was he about to catch up with this kid?

If it is on flat ground, this distance is simply an overnight achievement for him, and he can cross it with his feet raised.

However, in this wind-swept place, he did not dare to have such thoughts.

Because here, if he hadn't been steady and steady, step by step, without any fancy, then he wouldn't have been able to get to this place at all. Just like at this moment, if he dared to jump up and throw himself at the other party, then the final result would definitely be that once his feet were off the ground, he would be blown into the air and torn to pieces by the endless wind.

Walking close to the ground, the wind is terrible, but if the wind here is compared to the wind in the sky, it is nothing.

"Hey, why are you still following me?" Yu Linghe clasped his hands and smiled wryly.

When he first entered this place, he may have had a hint of ill intentions. But after walking alone in the wind, especially after stubbornly withstanding the pressure caused by the wind, his gaze at the person behind him has eased a lot. Walking on such a lonely and dangerous road, it can be said that you are always aware of the way of nature, but you are also in danger of dying at any time. At this time, it is a joy to meet a person of the same kind who will never leave him, even if this kind of person has bad intentions towards him.

Of course, this has the premise that this kind of person does not have the ability and intention to threaten his own life.

Wu Jing firmly stood firm, after this round of wind and fire, his consumption was also a little large, and it was good to be able to stalemate with Yu Linghe for a while, and it would be good to recover a little more.

He sighed and said loudly: "Lord Yu, the little monk said that you have a relationship with the Buddha and should enter the Muhai Temple to worship the Buddha." ”

Yu Linghe rolled his eyes and said, "Master Wujing, I don't want to take refuge in the Buddha, can the Buddha still be forced?"

Wu Jing shook her head again and again, and said, "Master Yu misunderstood, the little monk didn't mean to force you. ”

Yu Linghe sneered and said, "Do you think I will believe your words?" He could bet that as long as the two sides were in contact, Wu Jing might not hurt his life, but he would definitely tie him up and send him to that Muhai Temple.

Wu Jing sighed lightly: "Lord Yu, if you come to the Buddhist temple in person and see the Buddha's face, you will understand the greatness of the Buddha's nature. After a pause, he made a mockery and said, "If you still refuse to take refuge in Buddhism after the benefactor worships the Buddha, the little monk promises that he will never act reluctantly." ”

Yu Linghe sneered a few times, he didn't have the slightest trust in this guarantee.

If you really enter the Muhai Temple, whether you can come out or not, I'm afraid you can't help yourself.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

Behind him, the sound of the wind was like a landslide and a tsunami.

Yu Linghe's face changed slightly, and he stared at it, and in the distance, an unprecedented huge wind storm rolled in again.

Wu Jing took a deep breath and said, "Lord Yu, this wind is extremely powerful, and it is definitely not something that the physical body can resist, you come over quickly, the little monk can protect you." ”

He slapped the back of his head, and the golden light suddenly spread, enveloping his whole body.

In the face of this impending storm, even he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, so he activated this most powerful defensive force in advance.

However, Yu Linghe scoffed at his kindness.

Turning his head, the small figure swayed forward in the wind, like a small ant, fearlessly entered a wall of wind, and was instantly enveloped in the violent wind and disappeared.

Wu Jing let out a long sigh, his face returned to calm, but the golden light around him became dazzling.

Finally, the wall of wind rolled by, swallowing Wu Jing, who was covered in golden light. (To be continued......)