Chapter 4389: Golden Light Lord

This is an independent and different space. Colorful rays of light come from nowhere, covering this world with soft light and beautiful loneliness.

The members of the "Xuanhuang Palace" are basically united, but it does not mean that there will be no conflicts among the members.

Once there is a contradiction, the "Xuanhuang Temple" can't forcefully press the heads of both parties to make them reconcile. Both parties can resolve their grievances privately, provided that they are not allowed to fall.

The solution of the ascetics is basically hands-on. The winner is the right one, and the loser bows his head and admits his mistake.

Because the hands of powerful ascetics are too quiet, Wuyou City, Yuanshi Mountain, and even an ordinary branch hall all have "challenges" for members to compete or discuss.

This different space at the moment is a "challenge" of this nature.

In this different space, there are dozens of people at this moment. Except for the two standing in the center, the others are far away. In the dim light, if you don't observe carefully, it is easy to miss.

Among the two people in the middle position, one of them is Leng Dongliu.

The other person is a handsome man of 27 or 18 years old. He is extremely tall and close to two meters, but he does not make people feel thick at all. The flowing muscles on his body are full of explosive power and amazing beauty. .

Not only did he have no hair, no eyebrows and beards on his head, even eyelashes, his skin was full of metallic texture, and it was actually golden, as if he himself was a magic weapon made of metal!

Leng Dongliu's face was pale, Qi orifices were bleeding, his chest collapsed, and sapphire-like bones and even internal organs could be seen.

"you lose!"

The bald man stared at Leng Dongliu with an unruly face and contempt in his eyes. As expected, this guy was not his opponent at all.

"I lost." Leng Dongliu was expressionless.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers in the distance talked in a low voice.

"Leng Dongliu is willing to bet and lose. I thought he would say something hard."

"If you lose, you lose. What's the effect of a few hard words. However, according to their previous bet, Leng Dongliu can no longer participate in the'ranking battle' at this time."

"Yes! It's a pity. It seems that it hasn't been many years since Leng Dongliu joined the Xuanhuang Temple, and he was able to force the Golden Light Lord to use his true skills to deal with him. I think his strength was originally enough to enter the top ten. Up."

"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 are automatically raised by one rank."

When the other party conceded, the Holy Master Jinguang snorted coldly, and the terrifying aura on his body disappeared.

The gold on his skin receded like a tide, and quickly turned into a bronze skin. Obviously, this is a powerful method. It is not necessary to continue to use it to end the battle!

boom--

At this moment, there was a burst of space on the left, and a sense of crisis emerged in the heart of the Holy Lord of Golden Light, which shocked him.

Turning his head to see, a young man with a cold complexion was rushing towards him with a spear in his hand, his eyes violent.

He couldn't help being taken aback, and frowned. Who is this guy and why should he do it to himself?

The rest of the people were also taken aback and looked at the youth who was suddenly troubled.

"Xiaochen, stop!"

Leng Dongliu also saw the young man who suddenly shot, his expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted.

Lin Chen didn't mean to stop at all. Like a furious beast, he stared at the Golden Light Lord, his eyes were full of fierce light, and a stone picture flew out from his eyebrows.

"Mountains and rivers--"

"I told you to stop! Didn't you even listen to what my master said?" Leng Dong exclaimed.

Everyone was in an uproar upon hearing this, and only then knew that the young man who suddenly shot was Leng Dongliu's disciple, and he understood why this young man suddenly shot.

"Unexpectedly, Leng Dongliu himself is only the Supreme Realm of Dzogchen, he actually has a disciple of the same level." Someone was surprised.

"This kind of situation is indeed rare, but it's not uncommon. The more you get to the back, the slower your level will be. Once the master stays in front of a certain bottleneck for too long, it is normal for your disciple to catch up." Humane again.

Lin Chen's expression was still annoyed, but after all he stopped, and "Meteor Sacred Mountain and River Map" returned to his eyebrows.

He flew to Leng Dongliu's side, frowned and glanced at the hideous wound on Leng Dongliu's chest.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Leng Dongliu shook his head to Lin Chen, "Although it looks scary, it's just a physical injury. With 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 an extremely short-term person, even for Leng Dongliu, this is not a serious injury, but his master was beaten by someone, just like his parents were beaten by others, and he cannot bear it anyway. .

Leng Dongliu was relieved and helpless when he saw Lin Chen's angry look.

He also didn't expect that this shameful scene would be seen by his disciples. If Lin Chen was stronger than the Golden Light Lord, he would naturally not stop it.

The problem is that when Lin Chen rushed forward, he would only be as embarrassed as himself.

He himself had already shamed his face, and he didn't want his disciples to follow suit.

Seeing that Lin Chen didn't plan to do it, the Golden Light Lord suddenly felt bored and smiled: I haven't gotten hooked just now, and another one was sent to the door for a fight. I was very happy at first, but in the end you slipped quite fast. Or, you guys. Master and apprentice go together, I will hit you two?"

Lin Chen turned his head to look at him, his eyes cold as if he was about to freeze the space.

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other, feeling that the Golden Light Lord was too domineering and arrogant.

Have already beaten Leng Dongliu like this, still not satisfied?

In the distance, a man with a resolute appearance carrying a long sword, looked at Lin Chen's face, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Do you know this disciple of Leng Dongliu?"

Beside him, stood a charming woman with peach eyes. This woman had the charm of a mature woman, but she seemed to be as charming as a teenage girl.

The rest of the people gathered together, and there was no one beside the two.

Others seemed to keep a distance from them deliberately, not daring to approach them.

The man nodded and said, "I had a relationship with him before. The last time I killed the venerable was with his help. This person is very strong."

The woman was surprised and smiled: "I didn't expect this person to be praised by the dignified Nine Heavens Sword Master. It seems that his strength is really good. Then do you think he and Jin Yuanchuan have a chance of winning?"

"There is no chance of winning." The Nine Heavens Sword Master shook his head. Perhaps in the next "ranking battle", Lin Chen is qualified to fight the Golden Light Lord, but right now, he hasn't.