The fourth thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters
This is an independent and different space. The colorful light comes from nowhere and covers the world. The light is soft, beautiful and lonely.
The members of "Xuanhuang Palace" are basically united, but that doesn't mean there won't be conflicts between members.
Once a conflict arises, the "Xuanhuang Palace" cannot force both parties to reconcile. The two parties can resolve their grievances privately, as long as they are not allowed to cause the other party's downfall.
The solution of the ascetics is basically to take action. The winning party is right, and the losing party bows his head and admits his mistake.
Because the fighting between powerful cultivators is too noisy, Wuyou City, Yuanshi Mountain, and even an ordinary branch hall have "chambers" for members to compete or discuss.
The current alien space is a "challenge" of this nature.
In this strange space, there are dozens of people at the moment. Except for the two people standing in the center, the others are far away. In the dim light, it is easy to miss them if you don't observe carefully.
One of the two people in the middle is Leng Dongliu.
The other person is a handsome man in his mid-twenties. He is extremely tall, nearly two meters tall, but he does not look thick at all. The flowing muscles on his body are full of explosive power and have an amazing sense of beauty.
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Not only did he have no hair on his head, he had no eyebrows or beard, he didn't even have eyelashes. His skin had a metallic texture and was actually golden, as if he himself was a magic weapon forged from metal! Leng Dongliu looked pale.
, the seven orifices were bleeding, the chest was collapsed, and the sapphire-like bones and even internal organs could be seen.
"you lose!"
The bald man stared at Leng Dongliu with an unruly expression and contempt in his eyes. As expected, this guy was no match for him.
"I lost."
Leng Dongliu's face was expressionless.
Seeing this, the people watching from a distance started talking in low voices.
"Leng Dongliu is willing to admit defeat.
I thought he would have some harsh words."
"If you lose, you lose. What's the use of being harsh?
However, according to their previous bet, Leng Dongliu cannot continue to participate in the ‘ranking battle’ now.”
"Yeah! What a pity.
It seems that only a few years after Leng Dongliu joined the 'Xuanhuang Palace', he was able to force Holy Lord Jinguang to use his true skills to deal with him.
I estimate that his strength was enough to enter the top ten."
"It's a pity, but it's a good thing for us.
If he doesn't participate in the 'ranking battle', then the people who would have been ranked behind him will be equivalent to automatically improving their rankings."
...Hearing the opponent admitting defeat, the Golden Light Holy Lord snorted coldly, and then the terrifying aura on his body dissipated.
The golden color on his skin receded like the tide, and soon turned into bronze skin. Obviously this is a powerful method. After the battle, there is no need to continue to use it! Boom - At this moment, there was a space coming from the left direction.
The sound of explosion caused a sense of crisis to emerge in the heart of Holy Lord Golden Light, startling him.
Turning around, he saw a young man with a cold face, holding a spear and charging towards him, with violent eyes.
He couldn't help being surprised and frowned, who was this guy and why did he do it to him?
The rest of the people were also startled and looked at the young man who suddenly became angry.
"Xiaochen, stop!"
Leng Dongliu also saw the young man who suddenly took action, his expression changed, and he shouted hurriedly.
Lin Chen had no intention of stopping at all. Like a furious ferocious beast, he stared at the Holy Lord of Golden Light, his eyes full of ferocious light, and a stone picture flew out from between his eyebrows.
"Shanhe -" "I told you to stop! Don't you even listen to me, the master?"
Leng Dongliu shouted angrily.
Everyone was in an uproar after hearing this, and then they realized that the young man who suddenly took action was Leng Dongliu's disciple, and they also understood why this young man took action suddenly.
"Unexpectedly, Leng Dongliu himself is only at the Supreme Realm of Dzogchen, but he actually has a disciple of the same level."
Someone said in surprise.
“This kind of situation is indeed rare, but it is not unprecedented.
The further you go, the slower your level improves. Once a master stays in front of a certain bottleneck for too long, it is normal for his disciples to catch up."
There is humanity again.
Lin Chen's expression was still annoyed, but he finally stopped, and the "Picture of the Fallen Sacred Mountains and Rivers" returned to his eyebrows.
He flew to Leng Dongliu's side and frowned as he glanced at the hideous wound on Leng Dongliu's chest.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Leng Dongliu shook his head at Lin Chen, "Although it looks scary, it's just a physical injury. Relying on my body's self-healing ability, the wound will heal in a short time."
Although he was telling the truth, the anger in Lin Chen's heart still did not dissipate.
He is a very protective person. Even for Leng Dongliu, this is not a serious injury, but his master being beaten is just like his parents being beaten. He cannot bear it no matter what.
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Seeing Lin Chen's furious expression, Leng Dongliu felt relieved and helpless at the same time.
He did not expect that this embarrassing scene would be seen by his disciples. If Lin Chen was stronger than the Golden Light Holy Lord, he would naturally not stop him.
The problem is, if Lin Chen rushes forward, he will only be as embarrassed as himself.
He himself had already lost face, and he didn't want his disciples to lose face too.
Seeing that Lin Chen was not planning to take action, Lord Jinguang felt bored and said with a smile: "I haven't had enough of fighting just now, and another one came to my door to fight. I was quite happy at first, but you ran away very quickly.
How about you two, master and disciple, come together and I beat you two one by one?"
Lin Chen turned to look at him, his eyes so cold that he seemed to freeze the space.
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in shock, feeling that the Holy Lord of Golden Light was really too domineering and arrogant.
You've already beaten Leng Dongliu like this, are you still not satisfied?
In the distance, a man with a resolute appearance carrying a long sword looked at Lin Chen's face with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
"Do you know this disciple of Leng Dongliu?"
Next to him, stood a charming woman with a pair of peach blossom eyes. This woman had the charm of a mature woman, but she looked as delicate as a teenage girl.
The rest of the people were gathered together in groups, and there was no one else around these two people.
Others seemed to deliberately keep a distance from them and did not dare to approach them.
The man nodded and said: "I had a relationship with him before, and the venerable man I killed last time was with his help.
This person’s strength is very good.”
The woman's face showed surprise and she smiled: "I really didn't expect that this person could be praised by the majestic Nine Heavens Sword Master. It seems that his strength is really good.
Then what do you think his chances of winning against Jin Yuanchuan are?"
"There's no chance of winning."
The Nine Heavens Sword Master shook his head. Maybe Lin Chen is qualified to fight against the Golden Light Holy Master in the next "ranking battle", but right now, he is not.