Heavenly Emperor System: At the beginning, I became the Emperor of Qin Dynasty

"I was tired of killing at first, and I didn't want to kill any more, but now that I'm in front of you, let's just settle it."

The old man whispered.

Don't look at his approachable appearance at this time, but only those who know him will know that this saint is an out-and-out big devil, with countless blood stains in his hands.

He has done all kinds of massacres of cities and countries.

He can be sanctified because he came through killing all the way.

Killing people is just commonplace.

And in the past thousand years, he was tired of killing, and his mind was a little tired. He wanted to live a life of seclusion. He didn't want to do anything, but he didn't want anyone to disturb his quiet practice.

For him, this kind of battle between feathers is just a matter of waving hands.

He stretched out one hand, and the void suddenly condensed in his palm. Suddenly, there was a force that transcended time and space, which could span infinite distances and obliterate opponents.

He used the power against the law of the void with one palm.

Yuhua is only comprehending the law, but the holy land can really use the law.

This gap is too large.

Breaking through the holy realm is also too difficult. Think about it, with so many immortals in the sky, no one can take this step.

But just when he was about to kill Zhang Hanjun, he stopped suddenly.

Suddenly, there was another person in front of him.

This person was wearing a black-patterned imperial robe, with an aura of dominance, young but heroic and domineering, as if he could support the collapsing sky with his arms raised.

Even if the old man sees this person, although he knows that he is a feather, but he is different from others.

With his hands behind his back, he stood by the river, staring at the water.

"Why don't you watch the battle on Luochen Island with me."

Ying Xuan is here.

Although there was a real saint in front of him, Ying Xuan was still very calm, turned his head and looked at him.

The domineering way of the emperor spread out, resisting Shengwei.

When he waved his hand, the river changed drastically, and his infinite control over the void, like a projection, changed the battle on Luochen Island.

"Emperor Qin."

The old man was still sitting on the stone bench.

He has peace of mind.

He had to admit that this emperor's arrogance was the strongest in his life, and he had the grandeur to contend for hegemony.

"Yes, I am the Emperor of Great Qin."

Ying Xuandao.

If Zhang Han wants to take down the Fengyuan sea area, the biggest trouble is not Luo Chen, but this holy land.

It was also the first time for Yingxuan to see a real saint. This was not a holy corpse, but a saint with flesh and blood at its peak.

But he had nothing to fear.

He is already the ninefold feather.

In the process of becoming a feather, there is no opponent who can contend against him, only the real saint can.

This old man, sitting there, his strength didn't radiate, just like an ordinary old man, but the more so, the most terrifying thing is that he doesn't have any dangerous aura.

gaze at him.

It's a completely different feeling from feathering.

He is a saint, wherever he is, all forces will unconsciously approach him, and he is like a world, capable of manipulating the essence of heaven and earth.

"You're just feathering."

The old man said: "Do you know that I am a saint, I have become a feather, and I can be destroyed with a flick of a finger."

"I know."

He talks to the old man.

It's a weird feeling, making people feel that he is talking with the Holy Land on an equal footing.he

"Ben Sheng said that he will make a move."

He has experienced many storms.

All of a sudden, the world here was suddenly dark, and the dark aura billowed into infinite demonic energy.

This is the power of his holy realm, turning it into a demon realm, like forming a heaven and earth, pulling Yingxuan into his realm.

"Sanctuary world."

Yingxuan knew that this was a power that could only be exerted by the Holy Realm.

The realm of feathering is completely different from the sanctuary of the holy realm.

The old man didn't directly create the sanctuary. If the Great Qin Emperor couldn't even fight against the sanctuary, then there was no need to do anything next.

If you can't hold the sanctuary, you will die.

In the dark sanctuary of the devil, suddenly, a black ancient lamp was stained with countless blood.

The lamp was lit, but in an instant, the reflected brilliance turned into a dead area, and countless painful and hideous faces emerged.

Twisting, growling.

The faces of these people were all killed by the old man, and their souls were removed, and even the lamp oil was forged from the flesh and blood of the peak of Ascension.

A real holy artifact is completely different from a feathered one.

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4 Chapter [-] Opposite the Holy One, the Power of the Emperor

He has been killing for the first half of his life, and he came here amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Killed for half his life, climbed out of the dead, experienced countless death crises, and only walked out of his own holy way in a narrow escape.

After being sanctified, his mind was much calmer.

Proving the way by killing is similar to Bai Qi, but his killing is different from Bai Qi.

He killed for personal gain.

And Bai Qi killed for the benefit of the empire.

"Emperor Qin, if you can persevere in the sanctuary, I will not interfere in your Qin's war."

He opened his mouth.

In his eyes, this kind of fighting is commonplace and nothing to him.

Blessed by the power of the sanctuary, the dark demonic energy suddenly split open, and a gust of blood gushed towards Yingxuan, like a blood demon, trying to pull his soul out and become one of them.

Ying Xuan looked indifferent.

The power of the sanctuary came under pressure, the ancient lamp was lit, and the eyes were full of blood.

This is an invisible confrontation.

Ying Xuan was unmoved.

It's impossible to suppress him with only Sanctuary.

The old man's originally dull eyes suddenly became bright at this moment. Although it was only a sanctuary, it was not ignored by Yu Hua.

And this Emperor Qin acted too easily.

He blessed the power of the sanctuary, and the ancient lamp became more and more powerful, and the vision of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood appeared, and the soul felt hairy, as if a bloody demon god had condensed.

The sky is stained with blood, and the soul returns to heaven!

This is his way of killing.

But Yingxuan's soul has the property of invulnerability, neither evil nor light can affect him, and he dominates the world!

The domineering power of his emperor manifested, and in this dark demonic realm, radiant light burst out, a stalwart emperor, bringing endless dazzling brilliance.

With the impact of divine sense, the dark demon realm was broken.

And Ying Xuan was still standing beside the river, calm and indifferent.

The old man did not move half a step.

It looked like everything was peaceful.

But who would have thought that a terrible confrontation had already occurred.

Yingxuan's strength also surprised the old man. He had seen countless strong men in his life, but none of them was like Qin Huang.

Feathering can ignore his Sanctuary.

If you really achieve the Holy Land, that's not bad.

He could feel the dominance of this person.

"I will keep my word."

For the old man, no matter how many people died in the Fengyuan sea area, he would not blink his eyes.

He was even more curious about Emperor Qin.

Never seen such a person.

He absolutely believes that although this person has not reached the Holy Realm, his true strength may be enough to fight a real holy war.

The strength of this person is enough to break the holy taboo.

"Although he is not sanctified, he will take the emperor's road to the holy road, and use the strongest force to break the barrier between him and the saint."

The old man said to himself.

With a wave of his hand, the picture of Luochen Island actually appeared in the cup, and a holy power spread into the sky, reflecting the picture back.

The power of the holy realm reflects the heavens.

This cup of tea seems to be a world.

He really didn't make a move, interfering in the battle situation.

If he had just been sanctified, he would have fought fiercely, but now his heart is too peaceful, and he is too lazy to fight.

the other side.

On Luochen Island, facing the attack of Zhang Han's army, they did not panic at all, and actively organized defenses, only waiting for the ancestors in the holy realm to kill them.

"The Qin army is about to cross the sea!"

They were all staring at Zhang Han.

"Why didn't the ancestors of the Holy Land take action and wiped out this group of arrogant Qin troops!"

Someone became anxious.

"Don't worry, I think the ancestors must have waited for them to step on Luochen Island before making a move. In the eyes of the holy realm, they are nothing but ants."

Luo Chen said lightly.

What to be afraid of.

The ancestors of the holy land have said, let them go back and do their own things.

They stared at the void, and waited for the patriarch of the holy realm to shatter the void with a palm, and wiped out all these Qin troops.

"From now on, the Fengyuan sea area belongs to the Great Qin. Those who obey will prosper, and those who oppose will perish!"

at this time.

Zhang Han's order to launch a general offensive.

Qin Guo didn't have time to play with them slowly.

"kill!"