Chapter 961: The composure of Venerable Xuanyang
"Wait, you can prepare for the funeral of my people!"
The vast voice contains the vigorous anger and killing intent of its owner!
When Qin Yi ascended to the throne of the Great Qin Emperor, he inherited the cause and effect of the Human Race of the Sin Realm!
The human races in the sin world were all regarded by Qin Yi as his subjects and protected by him!
However, the Yaozu wounded his people, killed his soldiers, and forged a great vengeance!
How could Qin Yi forgive such a big hatred!
Take revenge on the thunder!
"Boom!"
A dazzling purple halo bloomed under the sky.
The terrible breath spread like water waves.
In an instant, the earth with a radius of a hundred miles cracked open, revealing a bottomless gully!
All the feathered monster races who were excited by this also turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths.
From Qin Yi's breath, they actually smelled the crisis of fall!
Even, this feeling has never been so strong before!
Even the Xuanyang god, the Venerable Xuanyang, flashed his eyes, his expression was different!
"The power of the domain, or the power of the pseudo domain!"
Venerable Xuanyang's eyes burst with light, seeing through Qin Yi's combat power.
Relying on the human emperor's order, as well as the demon-refining formation at his feet, Qin Yi stood on the strength of not weak and feathered five or six warriors!
That is to touch the power of the domain, but not grasp the realm of the domain!
Even so, it is terrible!
You must know that this Venerable Xuanyang is also the highest cultivation level among the Five Great Caves of the Demon Race, and he is only the five peak realm of Eclosion.
There is still a lot of distance to the realm of power to reach the domain!
By analogy, it can be seen that Qin Yi's combat power at this time is terrible.
However, even at this time, Venerable Xuan Yang did not see any panic.
"tread!"
Venerable Xuanyang took a step forward and took over the dominance of the Yaozu from the Nether God.
At this moment, the strength demonstrated by Qin Yi must come from the strongest of the monster race.
"Emperor Great Qin, it is really a good method, and the deity has to admit that you are powerful!"
Venerable Xuanyang's white beard fluttered, and his words were full of admiration.
From his eyes, it is natural to see that Qin Yi is not very old, or even extremely young.
However, at this age of the Great Qin Emperor, his combat power is comparable to him!
This kind of talent is not the word Tianjiao to describe!
"I have waited for the emergence of eclosion, my life is 100,000 years, and it will last a long time.
Over the long years, overlooking the changing world, it can be called a god!
Regardless of the demon race or the human race, in our eyes, they are just a group of ants. Why should we fight each other for this group of ants!
If you are willing to turn the fighting into a jade silk, and make a vow of spirit and soul to serve my monster race, we can control the world of sin together! "
Venerable Xuan Yang talked freely, trying to shake Qin Yi's will.
Regardless of Qin Yi's talents, Qin Yi's combat power has already shocked him.
If Qin Yi can be drawn to his command, it would be a good thing for the Underdark Dynasty and its owner!
As for whether Qin Yi will betray the Yaozu in the end.
Venerable Xuanyang didn't worry about this at all. With his master's power, letting a human race surrender was not just a matter of catching it.
Even if this person is a peerless powerhouse who has achieved the realm of eclosion, it is impossible!
And he only needs to persuade this enchanting human race to surrender to the monster race!
However, the words of Venerable Xuan Yang just fell.
"Om!"
The pattern of purple light under Qin Yi's feet shone, and a faint purple light rippled out again.
"Ok?"
Venerable Xuanyang's gaze sank, and he leaned out his hand. A huge aura palm appeared out of thin air, with countless profound runes inscribed on it.
The next moment, the palm of the spiritual energy held the faint purple light in his hand.
