A stream of qi machines approached, and at least a dozen main gods arrived, masters at the level of the ancestors of one party.
What surprised Zuo Chen the most was that all of these people were from the younger generation, and basically their life spans were within 30,000 years.
In Zuo Chen's opinion, this group of people was pretty good. They could be said to be extremely outstanding among their peers. They were all small geniuses. Unexpectedly, they joined Ye Wushuang's Qianye League together.
"Whoever dares to touch my Qianye League members is seeking death." A group of people came, and many of them spoke sternly.
However, at the next moment, the expressions of several of them changed slightly, and they looked at Zuo Chen in confusion. After sensing the monstrous force that exploded from Zuo Chen's body in the next moment, these people suddenly turned back: "Run away!"
"Did I let you go?" Zuo Chen said coldly.
With a wave of his arm, the supreme Qi machine would crush down. This vast area with a radius of several kilometers was transformed into a forbidden area, making it difficult for living beings to leave and outsiders unable to intrude.
A void was imprisoned, and those who wanted to struggle were unable to do so. They were all waiting to die at this moment.
Originally, more than a dozen people set out to suppress their opponents, deliberately creating a huge scene. On the one hand, they also wanted to make the words "Qianye League" famous on this battlefield quickly and shock many participants.
But who would have expected that they would encounter an extremely difficult problem, and the opponent in front of them would be so terrifying that they would suppress everyone without even making any extra moves from the beginning to the end.
Among these dozen people, there are many ancestors of one party, all of whom have astonishingly powerful Qi and blood and control supreme means, but no means can be used and all are ineffective.
"There is no one like you among the Baimai race. Who are you?" Someone said in a deep voice, looking at Zuo Chen in surprise.
When his words came out, he reminded everyone here. The memories in these people's minds were running, and in an instant, they showed an extremely strong look of fear.
They thought of a name... Zuo Chen.
Although there are some geniuses in the Baimai race, the only one who is so terrifying at such a young age is probably the rumored Zuo Chen.
It's just that it is said that Zuo Chen has died in the ancestral heavenly punishment and has ceased to exist...
"Hand over the Sun Order, don't let me go and get it myself." Zuo Chen glanced at these people.
Time seemed to have stopped passing at this moment, and everything fell into silence.
At a certain moment, someone took out four Sun Tokens and sent them to Zuo Chen with Gu Yuanli.
"Very good!" Zuo Chen nodded slightly and immediately released his suppression of this person.
However, the other party was trembling, and even if he was not suppressed, he did not dare to leave the place in front of Zuo Chen. He could only stand there with a guilty conscience, praying for his own fate.
When one person stood up and set an example, the persistence in the hearts of others was completely destroyed. Then, these people took out the Sun Tokens they owned one after another, because the Sun Tokens would induce and connect with each other, and they simply could not
Don't dare to hide your secrets.
Not long after, in addition to the Purple Gold Token, Zuo Chen already had seventy-two Sun Tokens in his hand.
"roll!"
Putting away everyone's Sun Orders, Zuo Chen said coldly.
The group of people disappeared in the blink of an eye and left the place as quickly as possible. Everyone was thankful that they were not killed by Zuo Chen.
At least in their opinion, this battlefield should be extremely dangerous. Basically, after the winner is determined, unless the two sides are close in strength, death and injury are inevitable, which is too common.
The battle for the Sun God Realm has just begun, and there are still people who have not even entered the battlefield. It doesn't matter if you lose some Sun Tokens now. As long as you are alive, you can continue to work hard, snatch and find other Sun Tokens.
When a group of people left, Zuo Chen stood there, watching their leaving figures, his eyes gradually narrowed.
"Qianye Alliance?" Zuo Chen murmured.
After a moment of silence, he continued to mutter to himself: "Since you dare to target the Baimai race, there is no need for the Thousand Leaf Alliance to exist."
He had no intention of deliberately provoking a war, but Ye Wushuang had targeted the Baimai race from the beginning. Zuo Chen had the blood of the Baimai race and could not sit idly by at this time.
He didn't kill those people today because it was pointless. Even the ancestors of one party were like ants on the ground in Zuo Chen's eyes. Unless they were idle and bored, no one would deliberately look for ants on the ground.
trample.
On the contrary, with the dozens of extra Sun Tokens in his hand, Zuo Chen saw a "shortcut".
When these people return, they will inevitably roam the battlefield and continue to search for the Sun Order. What Zuo Chen needs to do is very simple, and that is to harvest. It is equivalent to a group of people doing things for themselves.
Others dare not provoke the Qianye League, but Zuo Chen can ignore everything. Even one of the leaders of the Qianye League, Ye Wushuang, has been defeated before. What does the entire Qianye League mean?
If Ye Wushuang is not killed, no matter who is strong or weak, it will be a struggle and game between the younger generations. The stronger ones of the older generation cannot intervene without a complete excuse. Even Emperor Ye cannot stand.
It's not right to come out and accuse yourself.
Walking towards the land ahead, Zuo Chen had no specific goal and was just moving forward at will.
With the support of absolute strength, Zuo Chen is actually not worried about not being able to obtain too many Sun Tokens in the end. On the contrary, the continuous alliances between those participants make it more convenient for Zuo Chen to finally plunder the Sun Tokens. Presumably others will enter.
Some ancestor-level experts on the battlefield will have similar thoughts.
An hour later, Zuo Chen found three more Sun Tokens. In the process, he encountered a few figures. However, the moment those people sensed Zuo Chen, they turned around and left, fleeing in panic, like birds and animals scattering.
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Zuo Chen did not pursue him. Those were not the main gods or even the ancestors of the party. They were basically just hanging out on the battlefield. Even if there were Sun Tokens in their hands, they only had a few. On the eve of the battle, Zuo Chen did not
I won't waste time and energy dealing with these people.
One day passed, and Zuo Chen already had hundreds of Sun Tokens in his hand.
If you add that Purple Gold Token, the number is equivalent to two hundred Sun Tokens.
This battle in the Sun God Realm seemed to be going on for ten days. It had just started not long ago, and Zuo Chen was not in a hurry. When night fell, he appeared on a mountaintop, sitting there alone, swallowing moonlight and absorbing all kinds of energy.
, began to practice meditation.
At a certain moment, Zuo Chen sensed something and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Huh?" Zuo Chen's eyes were fixed not far ahead.
There, a figure appeared at some point, a face that was familiar to Zuo Chen.
After this person arrived, Zuo Chen felt a surge of fighting spirit and stood up suddenly.
"Is that you?" Zuo Chen looked at this person and said.
The man in front of him was surprisingly the mysterious young man who descended from the depths of time and space at the critical moment when Zuo Chen was dealing with the Hermit Shen Sect a few days ago and took action against him.
The Lord of Heaven was right, the other party turned out to be a true ancestor-level strongman, but for some reason he appeared when he was going through the tribulation that day, and only showed half-step of the ancestor-level combat power. (To be continued.