Under the laws of heaven, saints are the strongest.

This should be undoubtedly a matter of no doubt.

All the saints are ants.

But these ants are also divided into strength and weakness.

As the strongest person below the saint, Daluo Jinxian also has different realms.

The weaker Daluo Golden Immortal may be simply higher than a level, and its actual combat power may not be comparable to that of some old Golden Immortals with rich combat experience.

However, the stronger peak Daluo Jinxian can already challenge the saints and even escape unscathed from the saints. This is very amazing.

Such a peak Daluo Golden Immortal has already entered the holy realm with half of her foot, so she is treated as a quasi-saint.

The young man with white robe and white hair is naturally not a small character. He has seen what a saint is and what a quasi-saint is.

At this moment, the aura displayed by the young man on Bai Ze's back was indeed a quasi-saint.

Moreover, the strength shown by the person in front of him seems to be the strongest among the quasi-saints.

"How is this possible?!"

"Is it really that I was wrong?"

The young man with white robe and white hair was filled with strange feeling of being bewitched by a dog.

He is also one of the most popular figures in Western religions. He was one of the fastest people to be promoted from Golden Immortal to Golden Immortal of Daluo, but he never thought that the gap between himself and the quasi-saint was so big.

Both Daluo Jinxian, he couldn't even see the other party's foundation, and he thought the other party was just a mortal.

If this matter is spread, wouldn’t it be laughed at by someone?

The surprised one was not only the young man with white robe and white hair, but also the divine beast Diting under his seat.

At this time, Di Ting was so scared that his four hooves were weak and his whole body was trembling, as if he was shaking a sieve. He almost shook the young man with white hair in white robe who was also surprised.

"snort!"

Unlike Di Ting, who was trembling all over, Bai Ze was indeed proud at this time.

It carried Wang Yanyu, felt the powerful aura that was coming from its back, and suddenly it was bold and even the humming sound was octave higher, and its eyes were even more divine. It stared at the old enemy opposite, and its momentum became more and more arrogant.

As the leader of the auspicious beast in the prehistoric world, Bai Ze has almost no natural enemies.

However, since he met the strange combination of Di Ting and a young man with white robe and hair, Bai Ze has been in trouble for eight lifetimes and has been suppressed for 36,000 years. He was just rescued by Wang Yanguo and was targeted again and chased to his nest.

If Bai Ze has no anger in his heart, how could that be possible?

At this time, with the support of Wang Yanguo, the "quasi-saint", Bai Ze really wanted to launch a big counterattack, kill him directly, and bite Diting and relieve his anger.

Wang Yinguo sat on Bai Ze's back but did not speak.

He just stared at the man and beast opposite him with a "quasi-saint" look, which brought them great psychological pressure.

I have to say that the fresh prop [Quest Saint's Skin] provided by the system is indeed very useful, which scared the official Daluo Jinxian on the opposite side.

"Fellow Taoist!"

"No, uncle!"

"I am a disciple of the Western Lingshan Mountain. I have been personally taught by the saints. I have offended them so much!"

Compared to Diting, the young man with white robe and white hair had something to do after all. He looked at Wang Yinu opposite him with bad eyes and immediately lowered his identity, indicating that he was cowardly.

Of course, reporting your own home will also add a little sense of security to yourself.

No matter what, he is a serious saint's personal disciple. When this tiger skin is pulled out, he can still put some gold on his face and increase the bearer index.

What does the saints in Lingshan care about the most?

That's naturally a face!

As the saying goes, "If you beat the young, you will get old."

Even if Bai Ze is sitting on his back on his back, he has to consider what the price it will cost to beat the saint disciples?

"Kneel down!"

"Sincerely admit your mistake to the uncle, and then leave!"

Wang Yinguo didn't speak at all, and Bai Ze gave orders to the white-haired young man on white robe.

The young man with white robe and white hair was stunned when he heard this.

I have seen an arrogant monk, but this is the first time I have encountered such an arrogant quasi-saint.

In the past, he had met other quasi-saints. For the sake of the two Western saints, it is reasonable to say that their attitude towards him, a saint's personal disciple.

But today's "quasi-saint" is very different. Isn't he afraid of hurting the faces of the two saints?

"Uncle Master!"

Although the young man with white robe and white hair muttered in his heart, his body was very honest.

He thrust his knees and shouted loudly.

"Alas"

Hearing this sound, Wang Yinguo's eyes lit up.

What surprised him was not because a Western-cultural Daluo Jinxian kneeled down, but because the system prompt appeared again.

[System Tips]: "The first time I accepted the insincere worship of Daluo Jinxian, the uncle is worth +10,000 points!"

This is really unexpected!

Wang Yinguo did not expect that this would also increase the value of uncle!

Such a good leek cannot be cut only by one.

So Wang Yinguo moved his butt and said hello to Bai Ze.

"Disreshing!"

"Do it again!"

Bai Ze stomped his feet and shouted loudly.

Damn, can you tell this?!

The white-haired young man with white robe shivered by Bai Ze's roar, and had to kneel down again seriously, and then shouted seriously as if he was kneeling down to his saint teacher: "Uncle Master!"

"Um."

Wang Yanguo narrowed his eyes happily and replied.

[System Tips]: "For the first time, I accepted the sincere bowing of Daluo Jinxian, and the uncle is worth +20,000 points!"

"The posture is wrong!"

"Do it again!"

Bai Ze glanced at Wang Yinguo's reaction and shouted at the white-haired young man with his own initiative.

“?!”

The young man with white robe and white hair had not had time to straighten his waist, and he immediately glared at Bai Ze when he heard this.

He could not beat the quasi-saint in front of him, but the face of the saint's disciple could not be trampled one after another, right?

Little Rui Beast, your road is narrow!

"Uncle Master!"

But the situation is better than that of a man. After all, the young man with white robe and white hair was still as aggrieved as a young wife, shouting with his head down.

However, this time, Wang Yanyuan did not receive a prompt from the system.

Obviously, the system can no longer obtain the value of the uncle from this Daluo Jinxian.

"pity!"

"The leeks have finally been cut!"

Wang Yinguo couldn't help but shake his head, and then said, "Forget it! You can leave by yourself! After all, I will give the two saints of Lingshan some face!"

After all, he is not a real quasi-saint. When the effect of this [quasi-saint's skin] on his body disappears, he will be an ordinary person.

"Thank you for the large amount of it!"

"Goodbye, junior!"

Seeing Wang Yinguo let go, the young man with white robe and white hair patted Di Ting and turned around and was about to escape.

This place is so aggrieved that he doesn't want to stay for a second.

Di Ting had the same thoughts. He flew tens of thousands of miles when he twisted his butt, and then he felt a little more at ease.

"I was scared to death just now!"

"Master, what is the origin of this quasi-saint?"

"It seems that he is much better than you, Master!"

Diting muttered in a low voice.

"After all, he is a quasi-saint!"

"And, this quasi-saint looks stronger than any quasi-saint I have ever seen!"

"Fortunately, he also wants to give face to both teachers, otherwise"

The young man with white robe and white hair smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying anything.

Today he fell into a big fight, and I'm afraid he can't get enough of it for a while.

Thinking of this, the young man with white robe and white hair couldn't help but turn around and shouted in the direction of Wang Yinguo, "Who is the sacred uncle? Can you tell him the name so that the younger generation can always remember and worship him?"

Hearing this, Bai Ze first complained: "You can't tell him! This guy obviously just wants to inquire about the master's feet and then find a way to get his intestines back! The disciples of the Western Sect are all as small as needle tips!"

"I am a saint disciple. If you don't tell him, just pretend that there is nothing I can do?" Wang Yinguo shook his head, and then said to the opposite side: "I am the quasi-saint of Bailu Mountain, and Wang Yinguo is it!"

In fact, he was really not afraid of the other party making any small moves. After all, for the young man with white robe and white hair, today's things are very embarrassing. How could he be clamoring all over the world? It is even more impossible to tell the two saints of the Western Church about this.

Since that's the case, even if Wang Yanguo tells him his feet, what's the fear?

If he hides his head and tail on this issue, he will seem a little lack of confidence and feel guilty.

"The quasi-saint of Bailu Mountain, the king's cause and effect?"

"It's certainly unheard of!"

When the young man with white robe and white hair heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "I, Dizang, have underestimated the people in the world after all!"

In the prehistoric world, there are too many hidden masters.

Even though the young man with white robe and white hair had two saint teachers, he had sat down to discuss the truth and talked about the heroes in the world, he had never talked about the cause and effect of this quasi-saint king of Bailu Mountain.

The young man from white robe and white hair, Dizang felt that he would have to practice for many years if he wanted to find this place.

"Aren't you able to monitor all the people in the world?"

"Why don't you know this at all?"

Dizang suddenly remembered this question and asked Di Ting Tao.

Di Ting shook his head and said, "That's a quasi-saint. Besides, I've listened for a long time and didn't hear any clues. If I don't know how to advance or retreat, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

"Let's go!"

The young man with white robe and white hair patted Di Ting's neck and finally made a decision.

One man and one beast quickly disappeared into the western sky.

"It's indeed Ksitigarbha!"

"This is a cruel person!"

At this moment, Wang Yinuo also heard the other party's muttering and learned the true identity of the young man with white robe and white hair.

[Quest Saint's Skin] This prop is indeed very powerful. Although it cannot really improve his combat power, it has passive reception ability, making him act like a real Quasi Saint.

But Di Ksitigarbha, a saint disciple of the Western religion, is indeed not an easy-to-deal role.

He only said that he later made a great wish that he would not become a Buddha without hell." He knew how cruel this person was.

To achieve your goal, who can do anything to trap yourself directly in hell without seeing the light of day?

But that's it. Wang Yinguo is really not afraid of him.

However, this time, because Dizang brought Di Ting to surround Bai Ze, Wang Yinguo harvested a total of 40,000 uncles from him, which made Wang Yinguo feel very happy.

"If only a few more of these super big leeks were available."

"Why worry about not being able to achieve my great achievements soon?"
Chapter completed!