Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The pit was very deep, and he couldn't see the bottom.    

The flame carried him and flew inside.    

Qin Ming looked at the fiery red walls around him, his heart palpitating.    

This flame wouldn't want to cook him and eat him, right?    

"We're at the bottom."    

Feeling his feet firmly on the ground, Qin Ming's heart moved.    

There was no red color here, and the temperature was much lower than the place with flames.    

"Could it be that I have arrived at the center of the flame?"    

"Why did it bring me here?"    

Just as he was thinking, an invisible Qi drifted towards Qin Ming and drilled into his body.    

Before Qin Ming could react, he felt something extra in his body.    

"What is this?"    

Qin Ming tried to let it out.    

It actually had a telepathic connection. It came out of its body and circled around his arm, expressing fear.    

Qin Ming didn't know how he felt its emotions, but he could feel it.    

He was afraid of the Nether Fire.    

"What are you?"    

"Why did you drill into my body?"    

Qin Ming tried to communicate with it.    

Suddenly, the flame changed into a long strip, like a whip.    

It turned into a stick that was extremely hard.    

"Could it be that you can transform into a weapon?"    

Qin Ming's heart moved, and he tried to transform him into a glove.    

He didn't expect that it was really connected with his mind.    

A pair of fiery-red gloves appeared on Qin Ming's hands seamlessly.    

He clenched his fists tightly. An unusually hard and gentle feeling transmitted into Qin Ming's heart. It was very magical.    

"It can actually transform into a weapon!"    

"What exactly is it?"    

Qin Ming exclaimed.    

It was as if this little thing had recognized him as its master.    

"Could it be that during the taming process, I tamed it, so it was willing to acknowledge me as its master?"    

Qin Ming guessed in his heart.    

He could not wait. Qin Ming wanted to test the strength of this new weapon.    

Normally, when he fought with other Martial Cultivator, he would always suffer losses without the Source Device.    

Just like when he fought with Qing Wukun, he used the opponent's contempt for him and used a trick to seize the opponent's Source Device.    

It was also like fighting three malicious old men from the Central Plains. He could only attack the back of the saber.    

If he had the Source Device, he wouldn't need to go through so much trouble. He could just attack by himself.    

The three old men couldn't take his punch.    

With his punch, he could kill anyone with the Source Device.    

With a weapon, his strength would at least increase by three levels.    

If the Source Device was powerful, it would be even more helpful to him.    

Lightly tapping the ground, qin Ming flew upwards.    

Very quickly, he reached the ground.    

Just as he reached the ground, a fierce gale blew over.    

It blew Qin Ming, who was flying up, onto the ground.    

In the sky, the red color gradually faded, and the temperature dropped.    

Numerous hurricanes were created, and they flew in all directions.    

Qin Ming felt that the sound had returned to his ears, and it was very noisy.    

"Huhuhu..."    

Qin Ming covered his ears and laid on the ground, feeling the changes in the environment.    

Not long after, the flame completely disappeared, and the temperature dropped to normal, still continuing to drop.    

In the desert with no night, the night began to descend, and the temperature continued to drop.    

Frost appeared on the ground. At some point in time, a storm actually appeared in the sky.    

The temperature continued to drop, as if there was no end to it.    

"What exactly happened?"    

Qin Ming felt like cursing in his heart as he felt the changes in his surroundings.    

This desert was too strange. Not only did it make him lose his sense of direction, but it also caused the temperature to drop drastically.