"All, the omnipotent body?" Wang Biaoxing's eyes widened and screamed in disbelief.

He is also a powerful cultivator, so he naturally knows what an omnipotent body is. Those who have such a physique are not only far superior to their peers in terms of endurance, but also in their recovery. It can be said that if the cultivator with an omnipotent body cannot be killed at once, the result of the stalemate will often be turned over by his opponent.

The powerful force and the omnipotent body are definitely the most perfect combination in the world

Wang Biaoxing himself wanted to have such powerful power even in his dreams, but unfortunately, he would never expect anything in his life.

Nodding his head gently, he nodded slowly, and said with a wry smile: "So that's it..."

At this moment, he finally understood why Master Qi was so fussy. It turned out that this young man who seemed to have only the cultivation level of a believer was definitely not comparable to ordinary believers, but he had reached this point, even if he regretted it, it would be too late.

He slowly raised his fist, and he looked at Yu Linghe with a last look, then punched him in the chest.

Yu Linghe's face changed slightly. He hesitated for a moment and did not stop him. This was the first time he saw a meridian-level cultivator breaking himself in front of him. It was still quite shocking to him.

However, Yu Linghe quickly adjusted his mood. He stepped forward and took down the valuable things on these two people.

In fact, with his current vision, the things on those believers can be ignored. Although the two powerful men also have a lot of good things on them, they are definitely not considered as treasures of heaven and earth.

Perhaps, they all have their own families and territory, so they didn’t bring the real treasure with them.

Shaking his head, Yu Linghe took a big step towards Lin Laiwen. The people who surrounded and killed him this time were lured into the forest and killed one by one, so he had nothing to worry about. Although he must have formed a mortal hatred with the Seventh Master of the Miao family after this time, the result of the two menstruation practitioners falling was enough to calm him down for a while.

Just as Linghe was about to walk out of the forest, his steps suddenly paused and his face became solemn.

Inexplicably, he had a feeling. He didn't seem to have completely gotten rid of it. There was a gaze hidden in the dark and staring at him. However, that gaze did not contain murderous intent, so he did not immediately discover it. However, Yu Linghe had a beast chess body after all. Especially the cat chess, he had an unimaginable keen sense of the arrival of danger, so he could vaguely detect this gaze.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Linghe stood firmly, with murderous intent in his heart.

Since he had killed so many, he didn't mind collecting another soul under his command.

"Since you are here, why not come out and see you?" Yu Ling said in a relaxed voice.

However, just a moment after his voice dissipated, the environment here was still silent. Under the murderous aura of Yu Linghe, even the sound of birds and insects that could be heard everywhere disappeared. Not to mention that the creatures hunting in this area usually had their tails stomped and didn't know where to escape, and they would never dare to get close again.

Yu Linghe smiled coldly, and he stopped urging him, but slowly closed his eyes.

The powerful spiritual power was immediately released. In this case, even he had to admit that the search effect of spiritual power was far greater than that of eyes and ears.

However, after a moment, no matter how his spiritual power was searched, nothing was found.

Yu Linghe's brows were slightly frowned. If it were an ordinary person, he might think that this was just his suspicion. But he had a kind of respect and trust from the heart for the beast chess. Since they were sensing it, there must be strong people who could threaten their safety nearby.

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

If someone lurking here knew about this, he would definitely be so angry that he could smoke. Because he couldn't figure out where he had revealed his flaws, Yu Linghe acted so firmly.

After pondering for a moment, a disdainful sneer flashed across Yu Linghe's face.

Although the other party used some means and could even avoid his spiritual power search, Yu Linghe was not helpless.

He snorted lightly, waved his hands gently, and gradually, fog spread out from him as the center. The fog expanded extremely fast and had reached an indescribable level. Especially in this dense forest environment, it became more and more like this. In just a moment, the fog was already stretched out a hundred feet, and anyone who was in it had the feeling of not seeing his five fingers.

Yu Linghe laughed and said, "You are here, let's say goodbye."

His voice was far away, but he actually fled away without caring.

"Oh..." A helpless sigh slowly came out in the fog. A red light flashed in the fog and then immediately dissipated. However, at the center of the red light, there was a handsome bald monk.

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

As for his hidden art, even the most powerful person may not be able to explore it. However, Yu Linghe's actions were obviously directed at him, which made him puzzled.

However, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and then he smiled and said, "Donor Yu, you are back."

Yu Linghe's cold voice sounded in the fog: "It turns out to be a Buddhist master. Hehe, I don't know why you are mingling with those people. Could it be that even the Buddhist monk wants my life?"

The monk shook his head repeatedly and said, "I misunderstood because the donor has a misunderstanding. The little monk got up today to meet the donor and discuss important matters."

Yu Linghe laughed and said, "You followed those people to look for me, but you said there was no malice?"

The monk frowned slightly and said distressedly: "How can I believe Yu Shima?"

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

The monk said calmly: "Because the little monk wants to meet the donor himself and determine whether the donor has such talent."

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

The monk chuckled and said, "Don't you still remember the South China Sutra Wood Overseas Scroll?"

Although his voice was not heavy, Yu Linghe's ears rang like thunder.

This scripture is quite evil. He was even bewitched by the power in the book and almost lost it. Although this memory is not the most terrifying, it is undoubtedly the most unforgettable passage.

With a calm face, Yu Linghe said, "Remember, this scripture has fallen into the hands of Qingshengtian Palace. Why, do you want to ask for it back?"

The monk shook his head slightly, his attitude was so sincere and handsome that even Yu Linghe couldn't help but feel a little fond of it. But he immediately put aside this idea. This person's attitude was unknown, and he was not a friend.

"I'm worried too much for the donor." The monk said slowly: "Although this handwritten copy is precious, since my Buddhist temple has lost, I will not be fooled." He smiled and said: "The little monk came here today, because he actually came for a passage from the scriptures."

Yu Linghe said in surprise: "What do you mean?"

Although the scriptures are not very thick, there are definitely a lot of contents in them. Yu Linghe couldn't imagine what words can be related to him.

A harmonious smile appeared on the monk's face, and he said slowly: "The scriptures show that you have a fate with the Buddha for the donor, so the little monk was ordered to come and observe whether the donor is really a fate with the Buddha."

Yu Linghe was stunned, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, but his tone did not change, and he still said calmly: "What do you call me?"

"Little Monk Wujing."

"Oh, it turns out to be Master Wujing." Yu Linghe's voice became more and more peaceful: "I wonder if the master thought he had a connection with the Buddha after observing it?"

Wu Jing always had a calm smile on her face. Even though the fog was filled here, she had never weakened the special charm of him: "It is really hard to distinguish between the little monk and donor Yu when they first met. But..." He hesitated a little and said, "Since the scriptures have made a choice, the little monk trusts them very much."

Yu Linghe laughed silently and said, "So you have already decided in your heart." He thought for a while and said, "Since you are destined to be with the Buddha, what are your plans?"

Wu Jing smiled and said, "What a glorious thing it is to be destined to be destined or not. Once the little monk is sure, he will take you to Muhai Temple to ordain you and become a monk."

Yu Linghe's body shivered and felt a chill surge.

He was ordained and became a monk? He didn't have this hobby.

With a cold snorkeling, Yu Ling said, "Master Wujing, I am not interested in your proposal." His voice was sonorous and powerful, and he had a strong murderous intent: "I enjoy the seven emotions and six desires you want to cut off, and I love the bright lights and wine in this world even more. Therefore, I don't want to become a monk, nor do I want to deal with you, so you should go back. If you follow me again..."

Halfway through this meaningful sentence, Yu Linghe snorted heavily, and then his body left like a flying one.

This Wujing is not the Miao family's guardian. Although the power of Buddhism is not prosperous on this continent, Yu Linghe does not think that he can ignore or be enemies of them.

If it were not forbidden, he would not be willing to be infected with the blood of such a person.

The fog had not dissipated. If it were Yu Linghe's methods, it would take at least several hours before the fog would gradually dissipate. If there was this time buffer, he would have gone to somewhere.

Wu Jing scratched his bald head again, and he sighed, as if there was a deep helplessness.

Then, he slapped his forehead and a round golden light suddenly burst out from the top of his head. The light became more and more powerful, until it suddenly burst out, as if it had spread endlessly.

ps: Today is No. 1, Baihe is updated in the third update.

Two updates are guaranteed, and the remaining one chapter is made up for the previous month.

I remember, last month it must be three chapters away.
Chapter completed!