Alchemy & Martial Supreme

At this moment, he took out something from his pocket and placed it by his mouth to play.    

His voice contained origin energy, and it traveled very far.    

Very quickly, Martial Cultivator rose from all directions, and rushed over here.    

"Not good! There are too many Celestial Scholar warriors!"    

Qin Ming's expression changed dramatically when he saw a dozen Celestial Scholar warriors flying towards him.    

He wasn't afraid of these Martial Cultivator. Instead, he was worried that the battle would attract the Expert of Healing Snake Stage.    

"Charge!"    

Staring in a certain direction, Qin Ming pressed forward with indomitable will.    

There was no other way now. If he tried to dodge, it would only worsen the situation.    

Rushing forward was the fastest and the best solution.    

"I can't stop. Once I stop, there will be more and more enemies!"    

"Once we're surrounded, it'll take even more time to escape."    

Qin Ming's eyes were blood-red. He gathered all the Origin Qi in his body and tried his best to squeeze out his potential.    

"So fast!"    

Looking at Qin Ming who was getting further and further away, the long-faced Martial Cultivator's face turned ashen. It also increased its strength.    

"Don't stop me."    

With a Celestial Scholar blocking in front of him, Qin Ming roared. He clenched his fist and threw a punch forward.    

At the last moment, he retracted his strength and only injured his opponent.    

After all, killing and not killing were two completely different things.    

This place was full of the other party's people, so it was better to restrain himself.    

To him, as long as he crippled the other party's combat strength and made him unable to chase after him, it was the same as killing him.    

A Martial Cultivator fell. Qin Ming wasted some time, and even more Martial Cultivator caught up to him.    

Seeing that the Martial Cultivator was only injured and not dead, long Face heaved a sigh of relief.    

This matter had happened because of him. If someone died, he would be responsible for it.    

Although it was the Crown Prince's order, if too many people died, the Crown Prince would not be able to protect him.    

"You won't be able to escape. We have no ill intentions. We just want to find out what happened in the Mirror Sea Desert."    

The horse-faced Martial Cultivator hurriedly shouted at Qin Ming.    

After hearing his words, Qin Ming finally understood his purpose.    

So that's how it was. The Mirror Sea Desert had changed greatly, perhaps he was the only one who came out.    

Since the desert was near Qingyuan Kingdom, the people of Qingyuan Kingdom naturally cared about it.    

If he asked with good intentions, Qin Ming was willing to tell them the specific situation.    

However, he wasn't stupid to arrest himself.    

He still had a perfect Blood Essence of Healing Snake Stage on him, and it would definitely be taken away.    

The greatest possibility was that he would be imprisoned, and all the benefits on his body would be sucked dry.    

Qin Ming didn't believe in the Martial Cultivator in Qingyuan Kingdom.    

He did not say anything and continued flying forward.    

The others did not stop either. They chased after him with all their might.    

"Don't come any closer, if you keep chasing, I'm going to kill you"    

Qin Ming warned.    

"Kid, you're too arrogant."    

A short-haired Celestial Scholar in purple robe said angrily when he heard Qin Ming's words. "Outsider, I will let you witness the power of our Qingyuan Kingdom!"    

After saying that, he blocked Qin Ming's path, pulled out his long sword, and looked at Qin Ming condescendingly.    

"Young master, don't!"    

When the horse-faced Martial Cultivator saw the other party attack, he hurriedly shouted.    

Unfortunately, it was already too late. After Qin Ming issued the warning, there was actually a Martial Cultivator that didn't fear death.    

He clenched his fist and threw it at his opponent.    

"How dare you be so arrogant with this speed?"    

The short haired Celestial Scholar in purple clothes raised his sword and narrowed his eyes, planning to cut off his arm.    

Qin Ming's fist was getting closer and closer.    

He was ready to attack when the time came.    

He had heard the words of the horse-faced Martial Cultivator, but it was not a big deal.    

The other party's status was far from his, so why should he listen?