Chiyang City.
The shining golden pillars are gradually dissipating, turning into little golden brilliance, scattered down.
Qin Yi stood in the air, his clothes fluttering, letting Jin Hui fall on him, like a nine-day god, stepping into the earth!
"..."
In Chiyang City, and even the entire Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty, countless strong monsters remained silent.
Tao Taoism, cast all over Chiyang City, Qin Yi's body.
Without the obstruction of the fantasy world, Qin Yi and others were naturally seen by everyone.
"Who is this person?"
"Unexpectedly, there is a human race warrior, making a big fuss in the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty?"
"What a tyrannical strength, the power of this punch is not weaker than the demon saint's blow."
In the dark, countless divine thoughts communicated in the void.
"Hurry up to Chiyang City, the prince is also in Chiyang City!
Just now, I can no longer perceive the prince's breath! "
At this mont, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
With many divine thoughts, the voice was slightly drenched.
Can't perceive the prince's breath, has the prince fallen?
This is a big deal!
The fall of the prince, such major events will inevitably affect the entire Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty, and a slight difference can shake the foundation of the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty.
"The prince's matter is inseparable from this human warrior. No matter whether the matter is right or not, this son can't stay!"
The majestic voice is full of fierce murderous intent.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Many spiritual thoughts have been respected.
...
"One hundred and fifty heavenly dragon power?"
Qin Yi carefully felt the power in this body, and a small smile rose from the corner of his mouth.
At his level, every further step is a great improvent.
Not to ntion, his vigor increased by 50%!
Such an improvent has also given him a lot of improvent in combat power.
After using the Tyrant Fist, even the Prince Wan Yao and the two semi-saint demon sovereigns couldn't take a punch from him.
Fighting is the fastest way to master your own power!
This sentence really makes sense.
"This is the Prince of Ten Thousand Demons, it is too casual!"
Qin Yi regretted.
He originally thought that with the strength of the Ten Thousand Demon Prince, he should be able to take his punch.
However, he misestimated his own strength and underestimated the power of Ba Quan.
This tyrant fist was originally only a local fist thod, which was transford by Qin Yi to reach the heavenly rank, and then it was systematically deduced to beco the top martial art of the holy rank.
Shengpin top-level martial arts, how terrifying, even in the most prosperous ancient tis, there is no martial artist mastered it.
According to the information obtained from the ancient books of the Tatian School.
The martial arts with the highest rank, which was spread in the Tianyao Continent, is the middle-rank martial arts of the sacred rank.
As for the martial artists under the sage, at best, they were relieved of the low-level martial arts of the sage.
And the prince of Ten Thousand Demons was one of them.
Although the prince of the Ten Thousand Demons is noble as the prince of the first dynasty, he is not a saint after all, nor is he the emperor of the Ten Thousand Demons dynasty.
Because of its status, he is most exposed to the low-level martial arts of sacred products.
The result is obvious for the saint-pin top-level martial arts and the saint-pin low-level martial arts.
In the end, it was normal that the Prince Wan Yao was beaten by Qin Yi with a punch.
"Co here, set up a big formation, and besieged and killed this Terran warrior!
His Royal Highness, died in his hands! "
Just as Qin Yi was pondering, a frightened voice suddenly sounded.
It turned out that the already seriously injured City Lord Chiyang suddenly spoke.
"what!"
The many powerful people of the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty who heard about this matter all changed their faces and showed hatred in their eyes.
Xiao Xiaoren, dare to be so bold in my dynasty of Ten Thousand Demons to behead the prince!
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