There are high and low realms of Yuan warriors, and the gap between them is mainly reflected in the explosive power in the battle.

The popular explanation is: if a Xuanxuan Transformation Realm powerhouse can burst out with a single blow of 100,000 jin of strength, then a Rongwu Realm powerhouse may only be able to burst out of 10,000 jin of power at most.

But at this moment, Zuo Chen, relying on the existence of the Ten Heavenly Monuments in his body, coupled with his own majestic heritage, was able to burst out in a short period of time with a strength comparable to that of the Xuanxuan Realm powerhouse in front of him, from 10,000 catties to 100,000 catties in a short period of time.

At least in terms of the use of power and the explosion of the Gu Yuan Technique, Zuo Chen was already no weaker than the powerhouse of the Death Legion in front of him.

The two of them were making a move, Zuo Chen's fists were invincible, as if they had turned into a blood dragon fist, and vaguely a dragon qi in Zuo Chen's body that was guarding his body was also killed through his fists.

Under the constant sensation, the body of this strong man of the Death Legion was constantly retreating, and for a while, he couldn't suppress Zuo Chen at all, but was shocked by Zuo Chen's momentum.

In this land, the war is full of flames, and countless Yuan warriors are attacking each other, led by many hall masters, and then the people of the two major legions, and in the end, Zuo Chen even saw that the disciples who belonged to the major halls couldn't help but join the battlefield.

"What are you doing?" suddenly appeared in the distance an old man with white hair and white beard.

This is an existence that seems to be extremely ordinary, without the slightest fluctuation of Gu Yuan power on its body, but it can appear on the battlefield unharmed, and at the same time as this old man appeared, Zuo Chen clearly saw the jealousy and awe in the eyes of many hall masters present.

Led by the major hall masters, the battlefield seemed to have begun to calm down, and some people stopped and did not dare to continue to move.

Even the most powerful Wang Po Crossbow and the Demon Sealing Hall Lord Huo Lie both froze, their bodies froze, looking at each other coldly, but they didn't move for a while.

Zuo Chen shook back the opponent of the Death Legion with a punch, and then also focused his eyes on the old man, looking at the other party with some surprise.

It seems that an ordinary old man can have such a huge deterrent power, the latter's identity is probably very extraordinary in this Shadow Stream Sect, and his own power has reached the point where it is terrifying to the point of returning to the basics.

"Could it be that you have reached that realm? How do I feel, even the supreme master of the Battle Spirit Realm is not an opponent in front of this old man?" Zuo Chen whispered.

I only heard the old man continue to speak at this moment: "The thirty-three halls have not fought with each other in the past, and even fought with each other, we old guys can turn a blind eye, but at this time, some people are still unstable, is it really to betray my Shadow Stream Pope?"

As soon as these words came out, some of the people led by Wang Poxuan had no expression, and the major hall masters led by the Demon Sealing Hall Lord Huo Li, including many powerhouses of the Death God Legion, all had slightly changed their faces and looked a little ugly.

"Who Zuo Chen is, all of you know it in your hearts. The old man glanced at Zuo Chen, and then spoke to the thirty-three hall masters in front of him: "With a complete shadow blade, who else can you be if you are not a disciple of the old ancestor......? Deliberately?"

At the moment when he spit out the last word, the old man's tone was filled with a look of anger, and then he stepped out, and between raising his hand, he blasted a finger forward.

I saw a gray light reaching up to the sky, rising against the storm in the middle of the way, as if forming a pillar that reached the sky, and at this moment, it crushed the head of the Lord of the Demon Sealing Hall with the most terrifying power.

The fire changed color, his body trembled, and an astonishing momentum erupted, ready to resist that finger.

But even with his strength, he couldn't fight against this terrible finger at this moment, and the next moment his body was half-kneeling on the ground, his shoulder was pierced by that finger, and the blood was gurgling, which was extremely eye-catching.

Even if Huo Lie possessed the terrifying strength of the Battle Spirit Realm, but his body was pierced like this, and he couldn't mobilize Gu Yuan Power to repair the wound at this moment, the pain was still uncontrollable.

"Supreme Protector, what do you mean by that?" Flame raised his head with difficulty and spoke at this moment.

The other party wants to kill the chicken and make an example of the monkey, and he alone shocks the audience, and the fire at this moment is already unable to mobilize even Gu Yuanli, because he has been suppressed unconsciously.

"Huolie, I've seen everything I've done all these years, could it be that you still haven't woken up yet, and you really want to set yourself up as a king, or do you covet the position of the sect leader of my Shadow Stream Pope?" the old man in front of him sneered.

Everyone was silent, and as the old man's posture was revealed, many of the hall masters who were originally standing on the side of the fire retreated three steps in a faint manner, as if they deliberately distanced themselves from the flames.

Huo Lie glanced at the old man with difficulty, then locked his gaze firmly on the center of the ground, and finally raised his head after about ten breaths of silence: "Huo Lie doesn't dare!"

"Very good, then, according to the ancestor's last words, from now on, Zuo Chen will be the young master of my Shadow Stream Pope. The old man said lightly.

Now it was Zuo Chen's turn to be unexpected, before the Lord of the Destruction Hall Wang Po Crossbow wanted to join the Shadow Flow Pope by himself, and even directly gave himself the identity of a Nine Protectors, which was already incomprehensible to Zuo Chen. Because whether it is in the Shadow Stream Pope or other large and small forces, if you want to ascend to the throne and have an extraordinary identity, then you must have a certain amount of accumulation, at least ...... Strength comes first.

But after coming to the Shadow Island and then entering the Shadow Stream Pope, it was as if a succession of good things were waiting for him.

All this made Zuo Chen unable to figure it out at all, according to what this old man said, what happened to him becoming the young master of this Shadow Flow Pope?

The faces of many people present have changed, those who are on the side of Wang Po's crossbow are relatively calm, and they seem to have expected some things, and as for the Lord of the Demon Sealing Palace, Huo Lie and the others, their faces are very ugly.

"What's going on?" Zuo Chen opened his mouth in secret, but he was communicating with the Ten Heavenly Monuments, and he was talking about the catastrophe in it.

He knew that most of the ancestors in those mouths were the Lord Tribulation of the Shadow Flow who was in his Ten Heavenly Monuments at the moment.

"Before I left, I made a last word, saying that in the future, if possible, my heir will return to the shadow stream, and then let him become the young master of the shadow stream, and even the future master. He opened his mouth, and then said deeply: "Boy, I'm going to give you the entire shadow stream." ”

"Or don't. Zuo Chen secretly spoke and refused directly.

This kind of thing seems to outsiders to be a great thing, and directly becoming the young master of the Shadow Flow Pope, this is tantamount to letting himself have an iron wall behind him that will hardly collapse the tower, even if he encounters any danger in the future, any enemy, the other party will also scare about the Shadow Flow Pope behind Zuo Chen, and the identity of Zuo Chen, etc.

But Zuo Chen doesn't seem to be like this, he only believes in his own combat power, if he is strong enough, one person can withstand thousands of troops and horses, and can crush countless big sects and big forces, who would dare to move himself at that time?

If you really let yourself become the young master of the Shadow Stream Pope, then the meaning is different, maybe it is really as the robbery said, the latter's last words are to give the entire shadow stream to himself, grow into the future, with his own young master, he will inevitably be the new master of the shadow stream, and at that time, it may be more trouble and responsibility to follow him.

Managing a big sect is troublesome enough, let alone a great sect like Shadow Stream, which has been inherited for countless years and has a great reputation in the entire continent.

Zuo Chen's goal is only in cultivation, and he doesn't have much interest in everything else, especially the word power, which may be something that many people are crazy pursuing, but for Zuo Chen, fart is not worth it, and he doesn't pay attention to it.

In the distance, there was an incomparably terrifying aura trembling, and the amazing power exploded in an instant, and a young generation of Yuan Martial Artists walked out, and suddenly said loudly: "I can't wait." ”

"Yes, I won't agree, Zuo Chen's identity needs to be investigated, after all, he came from the outer realm, and he has only been joining my Shadow Flow Pope for a few days, what qualifications does he have?" The man spoke, and beside him, there were many younger generation of Yuan Martial Artists who appeared.

These people all seemed to be no more than twenty years old, and they were all sharp, and their bodies exuded powerful and amazing fluctuations.

"Hey, boy, there's no way back for you. Suddenly the voice of the robbery came from within the Ten Directions Heavenly Monument: "If you don't do something, the end will be miserable." ”

"Why?" Zuo Chen frowned.

Isn't it the identity of a young master in the shadow lineage? If you don't deserve this young master, you can avoid a lot of trouble.

"Do you think that even if you are not a young master, there will be people who really believe in you and feel at ease with you?"

Listening to the latter's opening, Zuo Chen fell silent. He thought of some things at the beginning, once upon a time, when he was in the Zuo Emperor Clan, he was just an ordinary clansman with no ambitions, but in the end he still attracted a lot of jealousy.

Indeed, it seems to be the same reason, who will really rest assured of themselves in the words left behind by the catastrophe back then? Even if they are not the young master today, I am afraid that some people will always keep an eye on themselves, unless one day they can completely trample themselves to death, otherwise some people will probably think about themselves in their dreams.

His eyes changed, Zuo Chen's eyes flashed, and he unconsciously refracted a compelling light.

Countless people looked at Zuo Chen, their eyes were extremely complicated, they were similar to some people led by the Lord of the Destruction Palace, Wang Pocross, and others, although they did not speak, but there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes, obviously hoping that Zuo Chen could do something at this moment.

"A guy from the Outlands, it's already a great favor for our Shadow Stream Pope to save you from the hands of the Dark Dynasty, I don't know if you want to covet the position of the young master, what qualifications do you have?" In front of him, a slender young man with long hair walked out and looked at Zuo Chen coldly.