Chapter 1790 (1/2)

The level of power determines the essential difference of power.

Just as the great emperor controls the original world, the mana changes into the original mana, and the difference between a ray of original mana and a wisp of Saint's mana is ten times, or a hundred times!

The reason why emperor Zhun can be stronger than other ancient saints is that his magic power is already on the way of transformation, far surpassing that of ordinary sages.

With the same amount of energy, the difference between the quasi emperor's hand and the ancient saint's hand is the difference between heaven and earth.

This truth is the same with the power of soul refining Demon Stone.

The power infused into the spirit refining Demon Stone by the masters of the past dynasties has undergone a perfect transformation and reached a higher level after being contaminated with the breath of Jiuyou abyss!

We can imagine how much pressure Qin Yi faced with the soul refining Demon Stone.

A quasi emperor's instrument is attached to the power of soul refining Demon Stone, and even will be instantly corroded and turned into a mass of powder.

This is the source of the reputation of soul refining Demon Stone!

”Damn it!”

A group of strong people look at canthus to crack, but it is too late to come.

The master of the demon sect grinned grimly. It seemed that he had seen the prince devoured by the Demon Stone. With the power of the stone, he plundered the magic power mastered by the prince and turned it into his own use.

At this time, a bright golden light blooms from the Demon Stone, piercing the terrible prison formed by the Demon Stone!

This golden light is so bright and gorgeous, where the evil Qi dissipates, along with the power of the soul refining Demon Stone, it also destroys life!

First, one strand, then two strands... And then there are countless golden lights breaking through the devil Kingdom, like a chain of divine light, tearing up the demon world cast by the master of the soul refining demon sect!

In the center, Qin Yi stands with his hands down, bathed in divine light, just like a supreme God who oppresses the heaven. People can't help but feel the idea of worshipping Qin Yi and kneeling in front of Qin Yi.

”It's OK. The prince is OK!”

A group of strong people who are coming to see this scene can not help but feel relieved.