Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C2980 One Thousand Five Hundred and Twelve



C2980 One Thousand Five Hundred and Twelve

0The Perfect Nirvana Pill had already been completely refined. It was enough for all the peak Flood Dragon Martial Cultivator in the entire Skydragon World to be consumed.    

    

After all, although the effect of the Perfect Nirvana Pill was very strong and the refining difficulty was extremely high, even higher than the refining difficulty of many Dragon Realm pill, he was only a Flood Dragon Realm pill after all. To the current Qin Ming, refining it was very easy.    

    

And if he wanted the entire Skydragon World to listen to the Cloud City Alliance and himself, he needed the full cooperation of the Demon Hunter Association.    

    

This might go against the principles established by the Demon Hunter Association. Although Xia Fang was a senior member of the Demon Hunter Association, he had a lot of power.    

    

However, for such an important matter, he had to gather all the other presidents of the Magic Hunter Association together to discuss it, so that they wouldn't be able to come to a conclusion in a short period of time.    

    

However, time was of the essence right now. Every day he delayed, many cities would be destroyed, countless Martial Cultivator would die, and the forces of the Poison Demon would become stronger and stronger.    

    

They couldn't wait any longer. If they continued to wait like this, they wouldn't be able to delay it for two months.    

    

Qin Ming had to take the initiative to attack and see if he had the chance to stop the Poison Demon forces.    

    

Qin Ming couldn't control the Demon Hunter Association's speed, but he could control himself and the Cloud City Alliance.    

    

He could only do his best and do what he needed to do. As for the rest, he could only leave it up to fate.    

    

The peak Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator took the Dimensional Ring from Qin Ming and bowed deeply to him without saying anything.    

    

Everyone knew that the Poison Demon Sect was so powerful that no one could match them. Perhaps, there was no one else besides Qin Ming who dared to confront the Poison Demon Sect.    

    

When the threat was approaching, most of them would choose to run away, but there were always a few brave warriors who would go against the current and risk their lives.    

    

If such people were not worthy of respect, what kind of people were worth it?    

    

After giving the instructions, Qin Ming immediately returned to the Cloud City Alliance's meeting hall and gathered all the deputy chiefs of the Cloud City Alliance. He asked them to gather all the Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator together.    

    

After resting, the Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, who had planned to train in the alliance for a period of time, hurriedly gathered in the meeting hall.    

    

As soon as they entered, they felt that the atmosphere was not right. Alliance Master Qin Ming and the deputy alliance leaders all had solemn expressions.    

    

Very quickly, all of the Cloud City Alliance's Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator gathered together.    

    

Lian Ren had already told him the current number and strength of the Cloud City Alliance's Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator. There was a total of 1,512 people.    

    

Now, all of the Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator had arrived at the meeting hall. Fortunately, the Cloud City headquarters was grand and magnificent, and the meeting hall was extremely spacious. Otherwise, it would have accommodated so many people.    

    

Qin Ming's gaze swept across all of the Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator below. Some of them were old men from the Cloud City Alliance. They had followed the Cloud City Alliance in their conquest of the south and north.    

    

As for some of them, they had just joined the Cloud City Alliance. Their eyes were not sharp, and they were even somewhat confused.    

    

However, Qin Ming did not have time to care about them. Time was of the essence, and he did not have time to deliberately train them. He could only train them with cruel battles.    

    

He didn't know how many people would come back after he took them away this time.    

    

Perhaps... including himself, none of them would come back.    

    

Qin Ming's eyes turned sharp. He said loudly, "The reason why I summoned all of you here is because the Poisonous Demon Sect has conquered twenty cities."    

    

"All twenty cities have been destroyed. All the Martial Cultivator in the cities have been killed."    

    


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