Su Qing suppressed a group of gods and threw them directly onto the ground.

The God of Greed was terrified, for many of those captured were stronger than him.

But in front of this dragon, they are like tiny ants, easily trampled upon.

How long has it been? This dragon's strength has already grown to this level.

After his initial shock subsided, the god of greed did a quick calculation.

"That's about enough. We should be able to exchange for enough battle merits."

"Then you can go and change!"

Su Qing yawned: "Hurry up and bring Old Silver Dragon back so we can leave quickly."

Su Qing planned to take these people away from here, not away from the battlefield, but away from these places, to find a secluded corner to spend the remaining five hundred years, and then he could take them back.

The god of greed nodded and, leading the bound people, prepared to exchange them for war merits. However, this trip caused some more trouble.

The Black Dragon King and the Old Golden Dragon waited for a long time, but the God of Greed did not return, and they became impatient.

Why is that guy so slow?

Su Qing glanced at it briefly, and her lips twitched immediately.

"That guy's in trouble!"

Su Qing stood up and walked towards the area where battle merits were exchanged.

Most of the soldiers on the battlefield were fighting fiercely, but a small number of them were able to skip the battle or had just returned and had not yet received news.

In short, the place where battle merits were exchanged was crowded with a considerable number of people.

Su Qing squeezed in and then saw the God of Greed with a gloomy face.