"What a powerful ape."
The power of the Golden Corpse Ape frightened Gu Fei. If he hadn't exerted five times the power of ascension, he really wouldn't be a match for this divine ape.
However, the secret technique of ascending to heaven has a time limit, and it is impossible to maintain the state of ascending to heaven forever. When the time is up, Gu Fei has to retreat.
The Golden Spirit Ape lineage is truly worthy of being the supreme bloodline.
In the cave, Gu Fei was covered in blood. From the outside, he was seriously injured, to the point of dying. However, only Gu Fei himself knew that his injuries were not serious.
However, he had just withdrawn from the state of ascension, and his whole body was extremely weak, which made him look extremely tired.
Just when Gu Fei was about to use his mysterious skills to repair his injured body, he suddenly felt something in his heart. In the dark cave, two bright eyes lit up.
He sensed that several people were walking towards the cave where he was in the distance.
"Sir, there is the smell of blood nearby."
A monk in green clothes suddenly stopped and then smelled the air carefully with his nose. The monk's face was extremely solemn.
"The smell of blood."
When Master Wutian heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that the two leader-level existences had fought to the death of both sides?
Thinking of this, Mr. Wutian's eyes suddenly lit up. If it was really as he suspected, then he would have gotten a big deal.
A leader-level existence definitely has a lot of treasures on his body. If that person is seriously injured and dying, I will give him a ride and get the treasures on that person. If that person is only injured and does not completely lose his fighting power, then I will come to the rescue,
It seems that no matter what you think, it will be beneficial to you,
"Go and have a look."
After pondering for a while, Mr. Wutian’s eyes became brighter.
"What……"
The three monks in green were shocked when they heard this. This guy really didn't know how to live or die. No one knew the character of those leader-level beings. It would be terrible if he rashly went up to them and angered them.
Those leaders-level figures, regardless of whether you are the only son of Leader Wutian, they will be killed if they are killed.
"Not yet leading the way."
Mr. Wutian's eyes suddenly turned sharp when he looked at the monk in green clothes.
"yes."
The monk in green had no choice but to keep smelling in the air, and then walked forward.
This monk in green clothes has a magical nose. Even if he is dozens of miles away, as long as there is the smell of blood in the air, he can still smell it.
It is precisely because this monk has this technique of searching for fragrance from thousands of miles away that he has received the attention of Master Wutian.
"Hey, there is a cave somewhere."
Soon, Master Wutian, led by the god-nosed monk, came to the front of a cave. The cave was pitch black and there was no sound inside.
"The source of the bloody smell is in the cave."
The monk with the divine nose said to Mr. Wutian,
"Right in the cave."
Master Wutian's face changed, he was a little worried,
"Go in and take a look."
Mr. Wutian pulled a monk in green clothes beside him and pushed the monk in green clothes towards the cave. He was not willing to take risks himself.
"this……"
The expression of the monk in green changed greatly. At this moment, he had cursed all the eighteen generations of Master Wutian's ancestors in his heart, but he dared not speak out in anger.
The monk in Tsing Yi could only walk cautiously towards the cave. When he came to the entrance of the cave, the monk in Tsing Yi saw a person sitting cross-legged inside the cave.
Although it is pitch dark in the cave, once you reach a certain level of cultivation, you can still see things around you even in an absolutely dark environment.
Young Master Wutian and the two other monks stared nervously at the entrance of the cave.
"Sir, there is someone inside."
The green-robed monk sent a message to Mr. Wutian and said,
"Dead or alive."
Mr. Wutian sent a message to the monk. He was concerned about the condition of the people in the cave. If the people in the cave died, then he would have good luck.
"He is so angry that he seems to have been seriously injured."
The monk sent a message and said,
"Ha ha……"
Mr. Wutian wanted to laugh, but he immediately endured it. He had to be careful, and then said to the two monks beside him, "You also go in and carry that man out for me."
"It's the young master."
The monk Shen Nose and another monk quickly stepped forward, and then walked into the cave with the previous monk.
Soon, the three monks carried out a man covered in blood and in tattered clothes. They discovered that there seemed to be no wounds on this man's body, and part of the blood on his clothes was actually golden.
"Golden blood."
Young Master Wutian couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that the person fighting this man was actually a Buddhist master at the level of a leader?
In Buzhou Life Ancestral Planet, only those Buddhist sages who have cultivated Buddhist golden bodies have their blood showing a golden color. Apart from this, I have never heard of the blood of such creatures being golden.
"Juniors have met seniors."
Young Master Wutian bowed respectfully to the bloody man. He didn't know the depth of the other person, so naturally he didn't dare to neglect him.
This "bloody man" showed no reaction at all.
"senior."
Master Wutian called tentatively, but the man still sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.
"Did this man really suffer a fatal injury?"
A strong person who has reached the cult leader level can recover from physical injuries, but fatal injuries may not necessarily be reflected in the physical body.
In other words, although this person does not have any scars on his body, his soul may have been severely damaged.
"senior."
Mr. Wutian called several times, but the man didn't respond. He winked at the three monks in green clothes who were standing next to the man.
The three monks in green clothes immediately started groping on the man's body.
Soon, the three monks in green stopped and shook their heads towards Mr. Wutian.
"What, there's no treasure at all."
Young Master Wutian was dumbfounded. How could a leader-level figure not even carry a treasure with him? This person should have a Qiankun Bag on his body.
"Sir, what should I do?"
The god-nosed monk asked Mr. Wutian,
"Humph, a poor guy who is about to die, no matter what he does, let's go."
Young Master Wutian was very disappointed. You must know that a leader-level figure is a moving treasure house, but this person didn't even have a single treasure on him. This really made him angry.
Chapter completed!