Chapter 1641

"What's going on?"

On the martial arts competition platform, Lu Chen stood stunned.

Suddenly, he found another extremely serious problem. His body seemed to have changed, becoming extremely tall and burly, with close flesh and blood, as if made of refined steel.

What surprised Lu Chen most was that his cultivation was not the peak of golden fairyland, but heaven fairyland. It was as if he had changed his body again.

"No, it's not my body."

Lu Chen is very clear about his body. It's not his body at all. He can't believe that he took away someone else's body and became another person.

"How is that possible?"

Lu Chen feels that this is absurd to the extreme.

"Hahaha, in the wilderness, you are in a daze at this time. Aren't you afraid of me?"

At this time, a burst of arrogant laughter came. Lu Chen looked and saw a young man with a bigger figure than himself standing opposite.

The other party's facial features are rough, the lion's nose is wide, the mouth is wide, the eyebrows are thick, the tiger's eyes are thick, and the black hair is draped over the shoulders, flying freely, showing a domineering posture.

"The wasteland."

Lu Chen looked at him and said the other person's name directly. He was surprised. The most frightening thing was that the other person's cultivation was higher than himself. He was a golden immortal.

"Famine, come on, let's divide today."

Huang Zhou laughed, waved his fist and rushed up. The soles of his feet were huge and powerful. He banged when stepping on Biwu platform. Lu Chen felt that Biwu platform was shaking.

The martial arts competition platform is huge, with array columns in all directions, forming a huge defense cover.

Lu Chen immediately frowned. The martial arts competition platform was too small. It was an instant to approach himself with the cultivation of the ancient golden fairyland.

Sure enough, the famine came in an instant, and his fist was strong and full of domineering taste. His five fingers seemed to be made of steel, with great power.

"Damn it!"

As soon as Lu Chen's face sank, he hurried away and shot out to avoid a direct battle with the wasteland, because he had not yet figured out what was going on.

According to the current situation, the test of this layer should be to defeat the wilderness and pass the test.

If it is the original body, Lu Chen is very confident, but at present, this body only has the cultivation of heaven fairyland. No, to be exact, it is the peak of heaven fairyland.

But even so, it seems that this body is not practicing swordsmanship at all, but immortal skills such as boxing. This is not what he is good at. How can he defeat the wasteland?

For a time, Lu Chen's face was very ugly and hurried to find a way.

Strangely, his thought moved, and the original memory of the body immediately appeared in his mind.

Huang Tian is the son of the leader of the Huang nationality. It can be said that he is the future leader of the Huang nationality, but he is not very excellent. There are many people stronger than him in the family, and the strongest one is Huang Zhou.

And this competition is to compete for the position of young patriarch. If he loses, the position of young patriarch belongs to the ancients.

This means that Lu Chen failed in the assessment and lost the qualification to compete for the inheritance of ancestral immortals and gods.

"I must defeat him."

Lu Chen looked at the wasteland and his eyes became firm. In any case, even if the master of the body didn't practice fencing, he would defeat the other party.

"Famine, what are you hiding from? Come and fight me!"

The wild world laughed wantonly and was extremely arrogant. He didn't pay any attention to Lu Chen, the original owner of the body, and stepped forward with fierce momentum.

The air was smashed by him, and the violent force was incomparably powerful, forming a substantial airflow, which impacted like a river.

The wild world followed, leaped up, waved his fist, and the seal of Dao Dao Quan appeared. There were hundreds of records, overwhelming and suffocating.

"Shua!"

Lu Chen kept calm and dodged quickly, but unexpectedly, the speed of the wilderness was so fast that he hit up and down in an arc.

"Bang!"

Lu Chen's shoulder was hit, with a puff, blood splashing, and he flew out.

"Lost in the wilderness."

There were tens of thousands of wild people in the four directions of biwutai. They suddenly stood up and looked surprised. Obviously, they didn't expect that the wild days would be defeated so quickly.

Huang Zhou laughed and was very proud.

Lu Chen lay on the ground and coughed.

Just then, he suddenly heard a roar: "get up in the wilderness!"

Lu Chen followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man sitting on a bronze throne on the throne in the east of the biwutai.

He is the head of the famine family and the father of the famine!

His eyes are kind and domineering, with a touch of strong resentment, as well as his reluctance to hate his son and hope for his son.

"It seems that the master of this body was originally lost to the wasteland, and my task is to change all this and defeat the wasteland."

Suddenly, Lu Chen understands all this, but he has some doubts about the identity of Huang Tian. Does it have anything to do with the barren son who presided over the spirit list competition?

The last test was to save the two young brothers and sisters in white shirts. If Lu Chen was right, the woman died at the hands of the devil and saved her, so she passed the test.

But what's the point of this test?

Lu Chen doesn't understand.

But he knew that even if he didn't understand, he had to find a way to defeat the present wilderness and complete the test.

But Huang Zhou is a golden immortal. He is powerful. How can he defeat him?

"Waste days, accept failure!"

While Lu Chen was thinking, the wasteland suddenly rushed up, and the air on both sides was expelled to form an air wave. It was very terrible to rush up.

The wasteland was like a humanoid machine, fighting monsters, with copper light on the body surface and metal sound, and the Biwu platform was thumping at his feet.

In the twinkling of an eye, he had arrived. His fist fell. If there was a landslide and a roar, Lu Chen hurried away, but the sound of the fist still made him feel the tingling of his eardrum.

The strength of the wasteland is terrible. It has an absolute advantage over the master of this body. No wonder it will lose to him. How can Lu Chen defeat him.

Lu Chen closed his hearing and focused on nothing. He calmly looked at the wasteland. His feet moved and his muscles and bones roared together. Even the whole person shot like an arrow.

"Well come!"

The wild world was not angry but happy. He laughed and stepped up. His strong body rubbed with the air, hissing and emitting copper light.

At the next moment, he fought with Lu Chen and struck with his fists. There was a deafening sound and glow.

After a moment, Lu Chen felt the sting of his fists. He only felt that he was not strong enough to compete with the wasteland. His fingers were extremely sour and numb, as if they were stiff and about to lose consciousness.

"Hahaha, in the wilderness, you are not my opponent at all, so don't support hard."

Huang Zhou laughed and constantly stimulated Lu Chen with words, hitting his confidence and shaking his will.

Obviously, the wasteland looks like a big fool, but in fact, he is extremely smart and knows how to attack the heart.

"No way!"

Lu Chen roared. His eyes were red and full of energy. He spared no effort to bombard the wasteland and display all the immortal methods cultivated by the original master in the wasteland.

He was like a tiger, attacking left and right, dragging a long arc in the air, with a violent hissing sound and blood splashing out.

There is land dust, there is also the wilderness.

"How dare you touch me so hard that you won't die?"

Huang Zhou stared at Lu Chen with gloomy eyes, looking extremely angry. There was a touch of surprise in his eyebrows. He didn't expect Lu Chen to adopt this kind of desperate fighting method, which completely hurt the enemy 1000 and lost 800.

No, the original master's cultivation in the wasteland is not as good as that in the wasteland, so he should hurt the enemy by 800 and lose himself by 1000.

"Madman, since you want to be crazy, I'll make you happy."

Huang Zhou is also a ruthless character. His cultivation is higher than that of his original master, and his physical strength is stronger than that of his original master. He still has an absolute advantage when he works hard in this way.

Poof poof! Poof poof!

Lu Chen's fist hit the wasteland. The wasteland's fist hit him. His chest, arms and fist were splashed with blood. Some bones even cracked and sank, and the blood flowed.

Such severe pain made Lu Chen's heart cold, but he didn't give a painful hum. Instead, he ran Xianli crazily, blessed his fist and attacked the wasteland mercilessly.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Huang Zhou punched Lu Chen's temple, and blood splashed into his eyes. His sight was blurred, but Lu Chen tried to open his eyes and waved his fist.

His fist, like two sledgehammers, banged on the wild body, and the sound of bone cracking came out.

"Madman, you madman."

Huang Zhou was frightened by Lu Chen's playing method and his appearance.

At this time, Lu Chen was wounded all over, blood flowed from his temple, and his left eye was red with blood, scarlet, like a crazy beast, which made the desolate world shudder.

When the Aboriginal people around biwutai saw such a desolate day, they all took a breath and looked shocked.

"Well, well played, worthy of being my son."

The father of the wasteland laughed and shouted, as if he was not afraid of his son's death at the hands of the wasteland.

"In the wilderness, if you want to die, I will help you."

The wild world roared and waved his fist, like the fist of a dragon. With a bang, he hit Lu Chen's chest, puffing, splashing fresh blood, and Lu Chen flew out.

"Die!"

The wild universe moved to kill, didn't stop for a moment, rushed up directly and hit Lu Chen's head with a fist.

If Lu Chen's head is hit by this punch, he must be blown up.

"Roar!"

Lu Chen suddenly gave a roar, his eyes were red, beat Biwu platform, jumped up, the air roared everywhere, and a powerful force erupted from his body.

The magnificent glow rushed up to form a beautiful rune. A striped complex was manifested. The golden light was as bright as gold juice, making a sonorous sound.

"Oh, my God, the famine has broken through the golden fairy."

Seeing this scene, the barbarians in the four directions of biwutai immediately roared with shock.

"OK, great."

The father of wasteland stood up excitedly, with an excited look on his face.

"How is that possible?"

At the same time, the wasteland saw Lu Chen break through the golden fairyland and suddenly stopped. His face showed an incredible color and his eyes were particularly gloomy.

"Huang Zhou, come here!"

Lu Chen roared and rushed directly to him. The immortal power surged and the golden immortal law became manifest, filling his whole body with limbs and bones, viscera and all wounds healed automatically.

In the blink of an eye, he was close to the wasteland, kicked out, the air exploded, and fell on the wasteland like thunder. With a bang, the wasteland staggered back.

"Damn it!"

The wasteland ate pain and his face was blue. He looked at Lu Chen angrily, roared, and rushed up.

Lu Chen gave a loud drink, and his muscles Tu rose, and the flesh and blood showed explosive strength. His muscles and veins were as hard as steel bars, surging up, and his blood made a clattering sound, transmitting strong vitality. He gathered on Lu Chen's fist, concentrated a little and burst out.

"Bang!"

Lu Chen's fist, like a shell, collided with the fist of the wasteland, crackling and splashing with blood. The wasteland's face showed a bitter color and the corners of his mouth spilled blood. Then he screamed and flew out like a heavy blow.

When he fell to the corner of Biwu platform, he screamed again, lay on the ground, curled up, and couldn't move at all.

"Won."

Lu Chen sighed and smiled.

"Oh, my God, I won the famine."

"What kind of famine? It should be called the young patriarch."

"Yes, it's the young patriarch."

The young generation of the Huang nationality looked at Lu Chen in awe.