Volume I_Chapter 882 The Golden God Clan Appears

"The Jinshen clan manifested their holiness, and it is clear that we are going to directly invade the Baiyun Sect and drive out all the aliens on this continent, or even behead them!"

"Chu Linguang of the Baiyun Sect is very famous in this continent. Even the mercenary city not far away has legends about him. It's better for us to be more cautious."

"boom!"

"Be careful, be careful, when will you be careful?"

Water City, the city lord's mansion.

A group of powerful red-clothed warriors gathered together.

Those who can sit here to discuss matters are all real strong men of the red-clothed clan, their strength is at its peak, and they are no different from true immortals.

At this time, the two red-clothed people had different opinions, and there was some unpleasantness.

One of them was dressed in red fur and had a gleaming bone spur pierced on his nose. In a rage, he slapped the chair in front of him into pieces. The fiery red palm made the ground in the hall tremble. A piece of anxiety.

"Who is calling me!"

Chu Linguang heard his voice from afar.

Although the two sides have different languages.

However, the strengths of both parties can feel the mental fluctuations from the other party's words, and through the mental fluctuations, they can fully understand what the other party is talking about, that is to say, there is no problem in communicating.

"who!"

The sudden voice of a foreigner resounded in the hall, startling everyone.

Wait until everyone comes back to their senses.

Suddenly there was a figure on a chair in the hall.

If this person is not Chu Linguang, who could it be?

"Alien evildoer, seek death!"

At the critical moment of the discussion, someone interrupted, and the other party was the second prince who barged in. He was also a foreign expert, and the red-clothed warrior who smashed the chair with his palm, how could he bear it.

His name is Bloodfang.

Aggressive by nature.

The blood red power is like a tornado, trying to roll up Chu Linguang, then twist it, and strangle him to death.

Chu Linguang crossed his legs.

The first time he saw a strong man from the red-clothed people make a move, he was full of curiosity and surprise.

First of all that red energy.

Very special.

Compared with the power of the national blood of the Dajin clan, especially the golden holy blood on his body, there seemed to be two extremes between the two.

It's like saying.

The blood energy of the people in red is flame.

The power of the blood of the Dajin clan is the turbulent Yangtze River, which can directly wipe out the power of the red-clothed people in an instant, no matter how strong the red-clothed people are.

It seems that this red power cannot compete with the power of the national blood of the Dajin clan.

Invisibly, Chu Linguang seemed to understand why the red-clothed people were naturally suppressed by the Dajin clan.

"Give me peace."

Surprised in his heart, the kung fu in his hands was not polite, Chu Linguang waved lightly.

A powerful oppression of will, along with the bloody power obtained from the blood pool on his body, formed a cage and shackles, which were directly buckled on that blood tooth.

It caused his red power to collapse directly.

It even seemed to be locked firmly, his whole body was tightened up, he couldn't move, and when he got to the back, he couldn't even open his mouth to speak.

This kind of supernatural power is like a seal.

But Chu Linguang knew that he did not use this kind of method, but used tyrannical force to hold Xuefang tightly so that he could not move. While feeling uncomfortable all over, he could only stare at him.

"Third brother!"

"who are you?"

"Let go of my third brother!"

Everyone exclaimed.

These red-clothed people all stood up one after another.

They even rolled up the red power, ready to attack Chu Linguang in a swarm and hammer Chu Linguang to death.

But one of them has a relatively high level of cultivation, comparable to a super immortal, and here, a man with a very convincing status, said angrily: "Don't touch anyone, he came to the door alone, there must be some purpose."

This person not only has bright red skin, but also has red eyebrows, and the red halo on his body is very rich. Compared with others, the color is not only more vivid, but also more beautiful.

It seems that the strength of this group of people can be distinguished just from the depth of their colors.

"Patriarch, the aliens absolutely have no good intentions. Are they trying to drive us out, or planning to exclude us and target us?"

A strong woman in red reminded her.

The patriarch just waved his hand.

Facing Chu Linguang, he said lightly: "You can rush in grandiosely under our noses. You are a foreigner. Your strength is very strong. I admire you very much. Now report your name!"

"Junior brother of the Baiyun Sect, Chu Linguang."

Chu Linguang laughed.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

The patriarch's expression also changed.

Although it was impossible to tell from that red face whether he was frightened, but from his eyes, it could be seen that Chu Linguang's arrival seemed to be unexpected to him, and even felt incredible.

"Admiration, admiration, you are a strong man in the famous Mercenary City."

The patriarch bowed his hand.

"You know quite a lot."

Chu Linguang has already learned from Gu Qingshan and others that the red-clothed people entered the southern continent successively after they appeared on Huangsha Avenue, and lived for more than a year. They have figured out many things about the situation here.

Since he intends to invade the Southern Continent and take control of this place, he will naturally find a way to find out the layout of the strong here and know his existence in more than a year.

"You broke in alone, don't you want to take us all by yourself?"

The patriarch said tentatively.

"Um."

Chu Linguang nodded.

"Arrogance!"

"Let me kill him."

"We must not spare him!"

Hearing this, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

As if he knew he was being looked down upon by Chu Linguang.

As the powerhouses of the Red Sea Continent, they are barbaric and even more proud.

"shut up!"

The patriarch was very calm.

With unique supernatural powers, he kept observing Chu Linguang.

The calmer Chu Linguang was, the more he dared not take it lightly. As the patriarch, he knew that since he ordered the invasion of the southern continent, his every move was related to the life and death of the clan.

"Then let me know your methods."

said the patriarch.

While speaking, he patted Xueya's shoulder with a palm, wanting to help Xueya break through that layer of shackles and let Xueya regain his freedom.

At the same time, he punched Chu Linguang.

With this punch, it seemed that the entire Red Sea was boiling. It was not a fist, but the power of an ocean, or even a continent of the Red Sea. Chu Linguang felt incredible.

Don't look at these red-clothed people as if they don't have any powerful magical powers.

But their strength is real, and they can indeed be compared to real immortals.

However, under the nourishment of Mengba's blood pool, Chu Linguang has already surpassed the super-class existence of real immortals. It is not wrong to say that he is the strongest master of Baiyun sect.

It was just a simple swing of the palm, which collided with the patriarch's fist.

boom!

The patriarch disappeared in place.

A human-shaped gap appeared on the wall of the hall.

The blood tooth was still firmly locked by the shackles, and his body was squeezed even tighter. The feeling was really uncomfortable, and his expression was distorted.

"Patriarch!"

The people in red exclaimed.

Angry and angry, they were about to attack Chu Linguang together when the patriarch came back.

He is very fast.

It's not space transformation, nor is it supernatural powers.

It's simply fast.

Walk fast on two feet.

The kind of fast to the extreme fast.

Compared with the eight steps of the demon, it seems to be awesome.

Perhaps this should be the racial innate supernatural power of the people in red!

"Don't do anything."

he shouted.

The crowd was stopped.

He remained calm throughout.

It made Chu Linguang look at him with admiration.

The patriarch looked at his bent arm. Chu Linguang's palm just now slapped his fist, which not only took away all his strength, but also sent his body flying.

Between the two, it seems that they are no longer on the same level.

"You are very powerful, I am not your opponent, even if I ask a few more people to fight you, it may not be able to take you down, but with so many of us, if we attack together, I don't believe you are our opponent."

The patriarch reminded.

He has been on guard against Chu Linguang.

"Whatever you think, I'm here for only one purpose. Where do you come from and where do you go back? I will not pursue what you have done before."

Chu Linguang made his position clear.

"It's impossible, why should you live in this resource-rich land, we can't."

One of the clansmen roared.

"Yes, no matter how strong you are, we are not afraid. There must be a place for us to live in this continent."

"Patriarch, don't talk nonsense with him. If you kill him, you will be able to enter the Baiyun Sect and snatch all the treasures."

"Yes, kill him, kill him!"

The crowd was furious.

A group of strong men in red clothes who had reached the level of real immortals were burning with anger. They looked like they wanted to kill Chu Linguang immediately.

But the patriarch seemed to have sensed something unusual long ago. Chu Linguang in front of him was always too calm, as if everything was under control, so it was possible that he still had some trump card.

So he asked: "Why do you let us leave and follow your arrangement?"

"If I say that I am a member of the Dajin family and order you to leave, do you believe it?"

Chu Linguang asked.

"court death!"

As soon as this statement came out.

The strong men in red seemed to have red eyes.

It seems that the four words of the Dajin clan came from Chu Linguang's mouth, which was a great insult to the Dajin clan. Even the calm patriarch had a distorted expression, and immediately used his strength to attack Chu Linguang.

"boom!"

Ripples spread around Chu Linguang.

The supernatural power of space magic burst out.

The speed and attack power of everyone were weakened in a straight line, and they were even imprisoned.

"Presumptuous, open your eyes and see who these people are?"

Chu Linguang stood up and looked around for a week, looking at those strong men in red who were fighting vigorously under his own space magic and wanted to kill him and killed him.

He waved his hand.

Put Ada, the old patriarch and others who were sleeping comfortably in the storage container directly back.

Let them appear out of nowhere.

stood beside him.

"Ahhh!"

"god?"

"Great God!"

"god!"

The strong man in red who was attacking the magical powers of space magic and wanted Chu Linguang to kill him directly, after seeing Ada and the others, especially felt the pure golden blood aura on Ada and the others.

After that special heartbeat.

Everyone who had rushed forward suddenly came to a screeching halt.

All the strength was taken back, even if the palms were rashly causing serious injuries to themselves, they all withdrew their palms one after another at this moment, and even fell to their knees directly on the ground.

"Gold God!"

The red-clothed patriarch, after seeing Ada and the old patriarch, felt his scalp go numb, as if the strength of the super-superior state of the real immortal had disappeared, and the coercion from the racial talent made him feel the power of the Dajin clan. People are born without the ability to resist.

They knelt down and worshiped directly.

Everyone is shivering.

Together with the patriarch.

Chu Linguang saw this scene.

It was really unbelievable, if he hadn't appeared in front of him, he wouldn't have believed what he said, there would be such a strong man comparable to a real immortal, kneeling in front of Ada and others, and worshiping him and Ada and others.

Just because of the golden blood on Ada and the others.

"My lord, they..."

Ada pointed to the red rice kneeling on the ground.

"Bold, how dare you act presumptuously on the territory of the envoy, are you tired of your work and want to exterminate the clan?"

The old patriarch was a clever ghost, and instantly realized what the problem was, and directly angrily reprimanded the people in red.

"Ah, God, please forgive me. We are so blind that we don't know that he is the envoy of God."

The patriarch in red hurriedly begged for mercy.

The gaze towards Chu Linguang became extremely complicated.

This guy, not the junior brother of the Baiyun Sect, how could he become a master god envoy.

But with the confirmation from the Dajin clan, the patriarch in red didn't dare to doubt anything.

"We were wrong, wrong."

"God don't punish us."

"Please God, don't punish me!"

Everyone does not kowtow.

Every time the people of the Dajin clan appeared in front of their eyes, it was basically equivalent to bad luck about to happen to their red-clothed clan.

Every time in order to reduce malice, they tried every means to ask for forgiveness.

In this way the bad luck can be weakened.

But even so.

Whenever members of the Dajin clan leave, some people in their clan will still die inexplicably, and they are basically powerful existences.

Standing beside Ada, Chu Linguang watched all this silently, his golden eyes shrouded him, and he saw something unusual.

The golden holy blood aura that automatically emanates from Ada and the others is unknowingly eroding the blood power of these strong men in red, and even hurting their internal organs and souls.

Casualties occurred unknowingly.

And this.

Chu Linguang was sure, and Ada and the others certainly didn't know that their blood aura could be so lethal.

Even the red-clothed people don't know that the pure breath of the blood of the people of the Dajin clan can easily harvest their lives and reduce their lifespan without knowing it.

"My lord envoy, how do you think we should deal with them?"

The old patriarch first questioned Chu Linguang.

"My lord, please forgive me, we can evacuate, evacuate immediately, and never set foot in the southern continent again."

The patriarch in red hurriedly begged for mercy. In fact, they were eager to occupy the southern continent. The main reason for living here was to avoid encountering the Dajin clan. Unexpectedly, even if they hid in the southern continent, the people of the Dajin clan , still lingering.