In fact, no matter how many people came to chase him this time, Zuo Chen was not afraid.
Semi-saints were nothing more than that in his eyes, but it was only that kind of terrifying saint that Zuo Chen had to pay attention to.
Each of those powerful beings has unimaginable means of reaching the heavens, and their control over power has reached the extreme. Even after suppressing the realm, it is difficult to deal with them.
It can be said that if you are not careful, you will die, and you will not even have a chance to enter the Ten Directions Heavenly Sword.
In a moment, the starry sky shattered, endless disasters multiplied, and all the masters trembled at this time, only to see the endless monstrous momentum trembling at this time, and the vast and infinite power was rebelling against the starry sky.
Zuo Chen was led away from the starry sky, and then he saw a chariot appear at this moment. He took the powerful being that he had captured at this time, put himself into the chariot, and drove the chariot.
Heading directly towards the starry sky.
I only saw a portal appearing in the depths of the endless starry sky, shining with mysterious sky light, giving it a mysterious and dreamy color.
Zuo Chen could feel that there was a vast and boundless trend inside the portal, and there was a unique power belonging to the immortal heaven. It was the portal that connected the two worlds. Obviously, the person who captured him had already done something.
Be prepared, there will be someone to meet him in the immortal heaven.
This person is obviously not simple. When driving this chariot, his speed reached the extreme and he ignored many attacks from behind.
At this speed, he soon approached the portal and was about to enter it.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and Zuo Chen couldn't help but secretly mobilize Gu Yuanli. No matter how he pretended to be weak, he couldn't be careless at this time.
No matter how he acts under this starry sky, if he is taken into the immortal heaven, he will not be able to escape even if he has powerful means.
Many masters of the Immortal Heaven Realm were frightened and angry, and their expressions were extremely ugly.
The person who captured Zuo Chen at this time was a powerful Half Saint, but even so, the Half Saint did not have much advantage. Who knew that the opponent actually carried a heavy treasure and was extremely fast.
That chariot is the Chariot of Time, the supreme treasure belonging to the Dynasty of Time. In the past, the Dynasty of Time was also one of the great powers in the Hundred Realms. However, it gradually declined, but it still ranked first in the Immortal Realm.
A powerful force of one hundred and fifty-eight. This chariot of time cannot be broken by basically any weapon, and it has super powerful defense.
It would be very difficult to stop him like this. Just like this, I could only watch helplessly as this half-saint from the Time Dynasty took Zuo Chen away.
"Damn it, this Time Dynasty is willing to do whatever it takes? It even uses the Time Chariot." Someone was gritting his teeth.
His sword struck the chariot, trying to block it, but not even a single crack was left on the entire chariot, which was really infuriating.
Another master said: "The Dynasty of Time has been silent for countless years, but it still cannot be underestimated. The background is actually very terrifying. The only thing missing is the presence of a saint. If Zuo Chen is brought back, a saint can be born from this. When the time comes,
There is definitely a chance to re-enter the powerful forces in the Hundred Realms, how can they not go crazy? However, don't worry, we can't stop him, there will always be someone who will, and the saint has not taken action yet."
Almost as soon as this person finished speaking, the half-saint of the Time Dynasty was about to approach the portal in his chariot, when he saw a big hand coming from outside the sky, crossing the depths of the starry sky, and then suppressing it fiercely.
Above the chariot.
This arm is like an ancient majestic mountain, unattainable and suppressing for a lifetime.
boom!!!
The chariot hit the arm, and the arm trembled faintly, but in the end he persisted and blocked the path of the chariot.
Immediately afterwards, an old man with white hair and white beard who had lived for an unknown number of years appeared. Looking down at the starry sky, the old man said lightly: "Hand over Zuo Chen. The Dynasty of Time wants to take him away, and only relies on this kind of background.
It’s a little weaker.”
"Purple Gold Dragon Lord?" The half-saint of the Time Dynasty changed his expression in shock.
He knew that a saint would come today, but he did not expect that it was the old saint in front of him. This was the ancestor of Zijin Dragon Pavilion, the first founder, but he had lived for countless years until now.
This is no ordinary saint. No one knows how many terrifying worlds such a saint has controlled, and no one knows how high this saint's control of power has reached.
Even with the same suppression of realms, there are still distinctions between saints. The kind of saint who only controls a dozen big worlds is naturally inferior to the saint who controls hundreds of big worlds.
"Leave the person to me. Over the past few years, the Dynasty of Time has recovered a bit of its vitality. You don't want to lose another half-saint because of this, right?" The Purple Gold Dragon Lord said calmly.
Without any hesitation, the master of the Time Dynasty abandoned Zuo Chen and drove the chariot away from the starry sky.
No matter how unwilling he was, he did not dare to take risks. In fact, although he could barely fight under this starry sky and had the chance to leave with Zuo Chen, the possibility of leaving was less than 30%.
If he fails and is killed, then the foundation that his Dynasty has restored over the years will be lost in one day, and he will be unable to recover again. If he wants to recover his strength next time, he may not have such a good chance.
This is the pressure brought by saints. Real saints, especially terrifying old saints like Zijin Dragon Lord, can cover the sky with one hand. Old guys like them can crush the world even under the starry sky of Dark Night Continent.
Release, shake the starry sky, create countless disasters, and cause many people to die.
"Old guy, you have become a saint, why did you attack me?" Zuo Chen looked at him unwillingly.
"Win a future for future generations." The old man looked at Zuo Chen and said indifferently.
In order to win a future for his descendants, he wants to make his talented descendants in Zijin Dragon Pavilion become disciples of the world god. By then, there will be hope of becoming a saint. By that time, Zijin Dragon Pavilion will have two saints at once, and they can directly
Reach the top thirty among hundreds of domains.
Just after Zuo Chen was controlled by the Purple Gold Dragon Lord, Zuo Chen felt multiple auras approaching this place crazily.
I only saw those half-saints one after another, and the masters of the eighth level of Tianwu Realm came to take action one after another. Many of them had already controlled the world. The power of the world exploded, crushing the Purple Gold Dragon Lord.
They know how terrifying the saint is, but they still want to fight. At least in this starry sky, the gap between them and the saint has been shortened to the extreme. It is not impossible for them to fight, especially when everyone joins forces.
In the distance of the starry sky, two more saints appeared. They did not take action, but they were already staring at them eagerly.
The Purple Gold Dragon Lord was disdainful: "A group of ants, I have suppressed the realm, but you are still not something you can fight against. How is it possible to take people away from me?"
I only saw a vast river and mountains appearing behind him, and endless visions of heaven and earth were born. He slapped it out at will, and it was accompanied by the power of countless big worlds.
At this time, Zuo Chen was in the opponent's world, so he could clearly sense the aura of the Purple Gold Dragon Lord.
He was shocked to find that this old guy actually controlled eight hundred and thirty big worlds.
Eight hundred and thirty big worlds, what kind of concept is this? A saint determines the strength of his combat power by the number of worlds he controls. The number of worlds controlled by the Purple Gold Dragon Lord in front of him is actually the number of worlds he controlled last time.
The ancestors of the Xuantian Sanctuary killed dozens of times. In terms of combat power, the ancestors of the Xuantian Sanctuary were simply not comparable to the Purple Gold Dragon Lord in front of them, and the gap between the two was even incredible.
Theoretically speaking, only a dozen or even twenty ancestors from Xuantian Sanctuary can fight against the Purple Gold Dragon Lord. No wonder this old guy has such confidence and can ignore everything. Of course, the battle between saints can also
Not only by relying on the number of worlds under its control, but also in other aspects, it can make up for the gap in combat power.
The two saints who were eyeing him in the distance in the starry sky were probably extremely afraid of the Purple Gold Dragon Lord, so they didn't take action immediately, right?
At least hundreds of masters were attacking at the same time. However, the Purple Gold Dragon Lord was too domineering. With a punch, he saw only two purple heavenly dragons roaring in the sky. As the dragons shuttled between them, he saw the bodies of the hundreds of masters at the same time.
Trembling, and then being knocked down into the starry sky one after another, everyone suffered unimaginable heavy injuries.
In the depths of such a starry sky, filled with endless disasters, it is already very dangerous for them to be injured like this. It is impossible for them to take action again. It can be said that they are temporarily disabled. Otherwise, even if they can survive in the hands of the Purple Gold Dragon Lord, they will not be able to survive.
Will be obliterated by the endless disasters in this starry sky.
Arrogantly took action, and a quarter of an hour later, the number of eighth-level Tianwu realm masters and the even more powerful half-saints who were defeated by the Purple Gold Dragon Lord had reached thousands.
Finally, many people were frightened. I don't know how many remaining masters there are, but these people don't dare to take action easily anymore.
At this moment, a portal appeared behind the body of the Purple Gold Dragon Lord. He was also prepared in advance, turned around and stepped into the portal, about to leave the starry sky and return to the immortal heaven.
"What's the point of being strong on the outside?" Zuo Chen thought to himself.
This Purple Gold Dragon Lord seems to be unparalleled in strength, but after all, he has been suppressed. Therefore, in this starry sky, he has made it clear that no matter how powerful he is, he still does not have the fighting power of a saint.
There are too many other masters descending on this starry sky. Thousands of masters were suppressed by him. In fact, it is nothing. If countless strong men come one after another, one after another, they will appear by then.
This is such a big trouble that not even the Zijin Dragon Lord can resolve it. Even he will take this opportunity to take Zuo Chen back as soon as possible.
The body of the Purple Gold Dragon Lord stepped into this portal with one foot. Almost at the same time, terrifying secrets burst out in Zuo Chen's body. He wanted to break free from the shackles of the opponent's world and escape.
Disguising up to this point has reached its limit. If it continues, there will be no chance of leaving.
but…….
Just when the power was about to explode, Zuo Chen's pupils seemed to penetrate the world of the Purple Gold Dragon Lord and see the scene in the starry sky in the distance.
He saw an extremely bright sword light appear, crossing the starry sky, rushing towards this place with extremely domineering momentum... (To be continued)