Alchemy & Martial Supreme

More importantly, the secret in his body.    

When Qin Ming faced the heavenly tribulation, he attacked with all his strength, but it was easily neutralized by Qin Ming.    

That was Martial God's attack. Although it was separated by a world, its power had decreased quite a bit.    

However, no matter how weak it was, it was still Martial God's level. It was not something Qin Ming could withstand.    

However, he just had to block it. This was not something he could be curious about.    

"I'm getting more and more interested in your secrets. I really don't want to kill you. What a pity..."    

Holy God raised his silver sword, his eyes filled with killing intent.    

He finally saw through it. The current Qin Ming didn't know fear, nor did he understand his words. It was impossible for him to tell him the secret of his own accord.    

However, he did not dare to let Qin Ming regain consciousness.    

Qin Ming was too strange. Who knew what kind of accident would happen?    

"Tap, tap, tap..."    

Although the attack just now had injured Qin Ming, it hadn't caused him to lose his ability to fight.    

Qin Ming took a heavy step and a fierce Qi as he charged towards Holy God. That boundless killing intent reverberated throughout the entire spatial zone.    

"A madman who only knows how to kill."    

Feeling the terrifying killing intent coming from Qin Ming's body, Holy God felt somewhat irritated in his heart.    

This was the purest killing intent. It was so pure that it didn't carry any emotions. It was truly terrifying.    

"You want to kill me?" Holy God separated a trace of his Origin Qi into the silver sword, "If you want to kill me again, if you don't have enough strength, all your efforts will be in vain."    

Killing intent was indeed useful. If it was a Martial Cultivator with similar strength, one side would be filled with dense killing intent. If the other side didn't have it, then the one with killing intent would have the advantage.    

However, he was much stronger than Qin Ming. Although killing intent could enhance Qin Ming's strength, no matter how pure the killing intent was, it couldn't change the nature of his strength.    

"I'll let you taste the taste of pain. I don't believe that you won't know fear under the intense pain."    

Looking at the fearless Qin Ming who was charging at him, Holy God felt somewhat unhappy in his heart.    

The silver shining long sword stabbed towards Qin Ming's chest along with his chest. This move contained origin power, and it was much more powerful than the previous move.    

"Awoo..."    

Qin Ming, who was running, raised his sharp claws. The scales on his arms shone brightly, and he used a powerful and heavy move to slap Holy God. He didn't care about the silver sword in front of his chest at all.    

"Oh?" Holy God was a little surprised. Qin Ming could still change his way of fighting even when he had lost his mind. This was very surprising.    

"What's the use of it?" Holy God shook his head. The long sword he stabbed out increased its speed by half a point and changed direction. It went from a straight thrust to a horizontal sweep.    

"Bang, bang, bang..."    

The sharp sword collided with the scales, as well as the sound of flesh colliding, mixing together.    

Immediately after, Qin Ming was sent flying by the unstoppable source energy. He smashed into the wall, creating a huge crater.    

Thick blood flowed out from the spot where the silver sword had struck his chest.    

"Awoo..."    

The pain stimulated Qin Ming. He raised his head to the sky and cried out loudly. The sound echoed back and forth in the spatial zone, and the entire spatial wall trembled.    

"Is it painful?" Holy God's face was full of smiles when he saw Qin Ming shouting like he had gone crazy.    

"It's good that you know pain. I want you to die from pain bit by bit."    

He touched the blade of the sword. There was blood that had just pierced Qin Ming.    

"This blood is really bright!"    

Holy God put the finger that was stained with Qin Ming's blood into his mouth. His eyes lit up.    

The taste of this blood was unexpectedly good.    

"Qin Ming, I don't want to kill you anymore. The blood in your body is even more delicious than the blood of a Martial God."    

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to break through to Martial God and leave this world. Otherwise, how nice would it be to keep you by your side?"    

Holy God's mouth was stained with Qin Ming's blood, and there was a hint of regret on his face.    

Now that the Qi in the world had been sucked dry by him, it was impossible for Qin Ming to advance to Martial God.    

Even if he could advance to Martial God, he wouldn't dare let Qin Ming advance to the next level.    

With Qin Ming's personality, if he became Martial God, he would definitely be the first to kill him.    

Although he definitely wouldn't be able to defeat him, it would still be troublesome to deal with someone of the same level.    

It was better to take advantage of the current situation. Qin Ming was only a Half-step Martial God. If he could kill him with ease, then kill him with ease!