Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C3617 He's Not Dead Is He



C3617 He's Not Dead Is He

2Qin Ming tried to attack and created a big hole.    

    

However, there was no tunnel. Instead, it was a solid rock.    

    

"This should have been the ground. Later, poison Devil dug out a lake."    

    

"Since the Poison Demon dug out the lake with all their might, it's very likely that there's a formation hidden inside" After probing, Qin Ming came to a conclusion.    

    

This blood lake was dug out by the Poison Devil Sect, so the excavation stopped here.    

    

Therefore, unless there were countless Martial Cultivator helping him dig, it was impossible for him to continue following the source of the energy for a short period of time.    

    

Although there were countless Martial Cultivator here, underneath the lake, it was very difficult for them to withstand the bone-piercing coldness in the blood lake.    

    

And the most important thing was that time didn't allow it.    

    

By the time they found the passageway, the mystic realm would probably have completely collapsed.    

    

Quick.    

    

Faster.    

    

Qin Ming was racing against time. He was very anxious, but the energy was flowing in, and there was no road here.    

    

What could he do if he did not dig?    

    

"The direction of the energy flow is in here. This proves that Poison Demon Sect should hide the formation inside."    

    

"Not only the array, but also the Spring of Inheritance!"    

    

"And the Poison Demon Faction definitely won't be able to set all of this up for long. This also meant that... There must be a passageway. Furthermore, even if this passageway is blocked, it won't be very deep. "    

    

"As long as we find this tunnel and dig along it, I believe we'll be able to find the formation very soon." Thinking of this, Qin Ming started to explore the wall.    

    

The lake water was very cold, and Qin Ming was shivering from the cold.    

    

Fortunately, the Perfect Dragon Grade healing pill had healed his injured chest, or else he would have felt even worse if he had been injured and entered the lake.    

    

It was nothing to be upset about. With his physique, it was impossible for the lake water to hurt him, but it could make his thoughts slow down.    

    

Qin Ming was searching for the passageway bit by bit inside. When the Martial Cultivator outside saw that Qin Ming had yet to come out of the lake, it was extremely worried.    

    

Qin Ming was injured in the lake. Was his injury serious?    

    

Many Martial Cultivator had also entered the lake, wanting to get Qin Ming out.    

    

But not long after they entered, they couldn't stand the coldness of the lake and swam out.    

    

"The Poison Demon Sect is truly cruel. They actually want to kill their comrades, and the Blood Essence on their bodies are all gathered here. It stinks. Their blood also contains a powerful energy. I feel that my mind isn't clear after being corroded by this energy."    

    

"The energy of the Poison Demon's bloodline is very evil. If it's just a tiny bit, it won't have any effect on the Martial Cultivator. However, this is an entire lake. It's imaginable how many Poison Demons have died here. Even if it's the blood of a normal Martial Cultivator, with such a large amount of it, the Martial Cultivator will still feel extremely uncomfortable. "    

    

"What's the matter with Alliance Chief Qin? He shouldn't be dead, right? Even if Alliance Leader Qin can't defeat Zhao Tian, he shouldn't be killed directly? "    

    

" Who has the ability to go down? I can't stand the coldness in the lake. "    

    

“……”    

    

The Martial Cultivator looked at each other. They looked at each other, not daring to enter again.    

    

Although the lake water was stinky, as a Martial Cultivator, they could still bear it no matter how stinky it was.    

    

However, the bone chilling cold could corrode their minds. If they were unconscious inside, it would be dangerous.    

    

The energy of the blood lake could corrode the Martial Cultivator bit by bit until they died.    

    

Zhao Tian stood where he was, waiting for Qin Ming to come out. However, Qin Ming had yet to come out.    

    

Could it be that he had just kicked Qin Ming to death?    

    

This was impossible.    

    

He knew very well how powerful his own attack was. No wonder Qin Ming suffered minor injuries. It was definitely not just death. He was very sure about this.    

    


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