Yu Linghe's eyes flashed with divine light and stared at the light shield.

However, no matter how he looked at it, he could not see through this barrier.

Turning around, he asked in surprise: "Little White Dragon, what is this?"

The white dragon horse neighed lightly, stepped forward and rubbed his body a few times, with an extremely intimate attitude.

Yu Linghe shook his head and smiled bitterly, but understood its meaning. What the white dragon horse released was the power of luck accumulated on it. This power was powerful and mysterious, with infinite magical uses, and even the gods were coveting it.

According to Tianfuxian, what Bailongma has to do now is one thing, that is, to continuously improve its own luck. When this force reaches a point that the body cannot accommodate, it is time for them to go to the cinema to understand the grievances.

And before this limit comes, they must always be together and cultivate a tacit understanding between each other.

In fact, everyone knows that Yu Linghe and Bailongma are already extremely excellent combat partners. Their tacit understanding has even reached the level of spiritual communication. There is no need for eye contact and body movements to communicate with each other. They can understand and communicate with each other just by changing their breath.

However, even if it reaches this level, Tianfuxian and others will not feel at ease.

Before that battle comes, they will do whatever weight that is likely to be added to victory without hesitation.

The same is true for the White Dragon Horse now. The longer they spend alone, the stronger the tacit understanding will become. Moreover, deep in their hearts, there is actually a kind of worry that cannot be expressed.

When Yu Linghe faced the illusion of the sea of ​​blood, the resistance he showed at the beginning was really unsatisfactory. Although he was finally freed and his spiritual power was able to break through.

However, how far can the son of Yin-faced Qilu in the cinema use illusion?

No one can give an answer to this point.

Therefore, meditation here seems to be the best choice for them.

Yu Linghe pondered for a moment, and finally calmed down completely. He sat cross-legged beside the white dragon horse and looked at it silently. At this time, the white dragon horse was also lying on the ground. It closed its eyes, as if it was entering sleep.

However, there are naturally mysterious forces in the void that are constantly entering its body and making some communication with its body that ordinary people cannot imagine.

In this process, the physical fitness of the White Dragon Horse is gradually improving and improving. Yu Linghe can even feel that the tenacity under the muscle he touches is slowly becoming stronger. Although he had a premonition, he still felt extremely envious when he saw the White Dragon Horse practice method.

It can be said that even if a son of luck like the White Dragon Horse does not need to practice, he can continue to accumulate strength and improve himself every day, even if he does not need to practice.

This is the great benefit of the son of luck. Even those who have strong bloodlines are far from comparable to it at this point.

What's more, the White Dragon Horse has never slacked off. Whether it is the battle when it first met or the ascetic practice until today, it is like a clockwork full of wind, ready to fight at any time.

Perhaps, from the day it was born, we already knew what it would face in the depths of the gene.

This is an unavoidable battle, and the white dragon horse's temperament will never allow it to escape.

Taking a deep breath, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Yu Linghe's mouth. Little guy, since you are all working so hard and desperately, as your combat partner, I can't stand by and watch.

Yu Linghe calmed down and gently placed one hand on the white dragon horse, feeling the heat in the palm of his hand. At this moment, they became more and more spiritually connected.

Even though there is spiritual communication, there are differences in high and low levels and difficulty. What Yu Linghe and Bailongma pursue is undoubtedly an endless improvement.

At the same time, Yu Linghe spread out his other palm.

On his palm, it was clearly empty. However, Yu Linghe could see a slowly churning mist in his eyes.

Fog Spirit.

This is the greatest hero who earned a lot of merit and luck in the smog world, the natural fog spirit.

Although in the sea of ​​fog, the one that truly absorbs the impurities of haze is the small world that Yu Linghe has. But if there is no special ability of the fog spirit to gather impurities, then Yu Linghe is helpless in the sea of ​​fog.

At this time, when Yu Linghe Yun had enough eyes, he could see how strong the light of luck blooming on Wu Ling was, and it was not even inferior to the white dragon. Of course, the light of luck on Wu Ling came from the haze world. Although it did not weaken after arriving here, it was still affected some more or less.

Yu Linghe pondered for a moment, and shared a trace of thought and communicated with Wu Ling.

After purifying the fog sea countless times in the haze world, the fog spirit has completely grown up.

In fact, with the strength of Wu Ling, it is already a great thing to be able to purify three fog seas in a year. However, with the help of Yu Linghe, the fog sea it purifies is more than ten thousand times.

Although in the later stage, its function is to lure impurities into appearance and swallow a trace of them within its ability.

But even so, a lot of luck and merits are still counted on it, which will benefit it a lot.

Well, in comparison, Yu Linghe is the main force. However, the merit he shared is not as good as the mist spirit.

For this reason, Yu Linghe once sighed deeply. In the haze world, it is indeed the most popular fog spirit.

However, Yu Linghe is not discussing the issue of luck distribution with Wu Ling. He directly conveyed his intentions. After a long time, Wu Ling finally came the idea of ​​approval.

Yu Linghe smiled slightly, and a ball of light flew out slowly from his chest and floated above the fog spirit.

This is his world, an unprecedented strange world that condenses all the energy of chess and card.

Except for Yu Linghe himself, no one knew what kind of world this was. Even the White Dragon Horse had never seen the slightest appearance of this world.

However, now the Wu Ling swayed her body and slowly approached the world.

Under Yu Linghe's control, a trace of strange power was constantly released from the world. The power slowly merged with the fog spirit, and the two sides reached an extremely delicate balance.

When this power began to communicate, the luck light shield released by the white dragon horse actually began to tremble slightly.

This is not a shaken by the attack of external forces, but the influence brought by the blessing of the power of luck from another world inside the light shield.

Although this is the luck of two different worlds, it still has great commonality in some aspects.

Gradually, Wu Ling changed her body and was captured little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little. No, or in other words, Wu Lingxin willingly escaped into the world.

After this natural mist spirit was born, it was also arrogant.

Although it has gained a lot of luck and merit in the haze world, it still refuses to stay in the haze world.

Because it is very clear who the real credit of this massive fortune belongs to, it disdained to steal the merits of others, so it followed Yu Linghe to leave the haze world.

Otherwise, if it wanted to stay there, Yu Linghe would not have forced the son of luck who had such merit.

This is like in the main world, if someone wants to murder the White Dragon Horse, he will be backfired by the power of luck. Not only will the possibility of success be slim, but it will also cause various accidents and lead to the final catastrophe.

As for forcibly plundering the white dragon horse, it is even more impossible.

The power of the world will become an unsurpassed hurdle, allowing all involved creatures to taste its horror again.

However, if the son of luck is willing to leave, the power of the world will not be forced.

Just as the White Dragon Horse enters the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, the Fog Spirit follows himself out of the smog world. Although this conclusion is a bit absurd, it is a guarantee of the operation of world laws.

Slowly, under the gaze of Wu Linghe, Wu Ling finally calmly integrated into the world.

The light flashed in the world, but it was immediately suppressed by Yu Linghe.

If it is outside the world, Yu Linghe will naturally not be able to control the power of luck on Wu Ling. But at this moment, he can choose to release this power or accumulate it in the world.

After completing this step, Yu Linghe also felt emotion.

The fog spirit is worthy of being a natural creature, and it emphasizes the way of nature, which is so easy to talk about.

If it were another human or demon, even though he knew that he could obtain so much luck and power, he would never cooperate so easily.

On the contrary, Wu Ling emphasized the distinction between grievances and grievances, and released the power of luck without hesitation.

Of course, Yu Linghe will not let it suffer any loss. In the world he controls, the benefits that Wu Ling can enjoy are definitely second to none.

After breathing a long breath, the world light ball began to ripple. Every time it ripples, a ripple appeared on the transparent light shield that enveloped them.

Moreover, the scale and frequency between the two are matching at a speed that ordinary people can't imagine.

The luck powers of the two different worlds are reaching a strange cooperation in this unprecedented way using Yu Linghe and Bailongma as medium.

In the distance, Tian Fuxian suddenly opened his eyes. He stared at the light shield that kept rippling, and a hint of joy gradually appeared on his face.

Although he did not see what Yu Linghe and the White Dragon Horse did, the continuous increase and solidification of the power of luck occurred in front of him. What made him even more gratified was that he felt Yu Linghe's breath from this power of luck.

In other words, Yu Linghe began to control the power of luck like the White Dragon Horse.

Tianfuxian looked at the sky from afar. That direction was exactly where the northern seas were located.

Wait, that day is not far away!
Chapter completed!