Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming roared, his mouth was filled with blood.    

His entire body was covered with blood, and cracks appeared on his muscles.    

Even his bones began to crack.    

This was a heart-wrenching pain.    

Compared to the pain in his heart, the pain in his body didn't seem to be much.    

"Bang, bang, bang..."    

At this moment, in Qin Ming's divine soul space, above his heart core, a pitch-black liquid began to emit light and pulsate.    

Like a heart, bang, bang, bang.    

As it beat, a violent energy surged out from its body and instantly passed through the divine soul space, reaching the heart.    

Berserk!    

Like the awakening of an ancient ferocious beast, an astonishing aura erupted from Qin Ming's body, and swept across the surroundings.    

In the valley on the ground.    

Cang Yu and the others were chasing after the Devil Scorpion Force's Martial Cultivator everywhere. No matter how strong they were, they would kill anyone they saw.    

Each and every disciple was covered in blood, but they were all in a good mood.    

Right at this moment, colorful Flying flew to Cang Yu's side.    

"Stop."    

Cang Yu recognized that it was Qin Ming's pet when he saw Multi Colored fly over. He hurriedly said to the disciples of Huayu Sect.    

Ang Feng, who was not far away, saw Cang Yu stop and flew over with his Martial Cultivator.    

The Martial Cultivator's subordinates were panicking. They took the opportunity to kill the Martial Cultivator of the Devil Scorpion Force in order to calm their emotions.    

More importantly, these Devil Scorpion Martial Cultivator deserved to die. What if there was some evil plot behind them staying in the valley?    

Therefore, it was more beneficial for them to get rid of them all.    

If they did not take advantage of the fact that they had just won the battle to clean up, they would not be so easy to kill when they gathered again after they had recovered their morale.    

"Colorful, where did Qin Ming go?" Cang Yu said to Colorful with a smile.    

Multi Colored puckered her lips and said with a sobbing tone: "Master doesn't want me anymore."    

"He went in through that hole."    

As she spoke, she pointed at the bottom of the dried blood lake.    

"Let's go." Worried that Qin Ming would be in danger, Cang Yu immediately wanted to bring his disciple there.    

"No." Colorful stopped him. "Master said that if there is danger, you should run first and not follow him"    

Ang Feng said anxiously, "Is there any danger there? What if Qin Ming is in danger?"    

"It is difficult for two fists to fight four hands. Once he is surrounded, even if Qin Ming is very strong, his life will be in danger."    

Multi Colored didn't answer Ang Feng's question. He was just sending a message. He stood in the void and looked at them indifferently.    

Cang Yu frowned and remained silent for a while. He then sighed and said.    

"Since Qin Ming said that, there must be a reason for it."    

"Ang Feng, you don't know Qin Ming."    

"Although he is young, he has a steady personality. There must be a reason for this arrangement."    

"Furthermore, that is the underground space. With so many of us going in, it is very likely that we won't be able to set up a formation."    

"If we bump into a Martial Emperor's sudden attack, we'll implicate Qin Ming."    

If they were in an open space, they could form a formation and fight a Martial Emperor.    

However, if they were scattered, a Martial Emperor could attack at will, and they could only be killed.    

Right at this moment, a violent and terrifying aura swept across everyone from the ground.    

"What kind of aura is this?" The Martial Cultivator's hearts couldn't help but beat violently. They couldn't move their bodies, as if they were animals that had encountered their natural enemy.    

"This aura is so terrifying. How strong is the owner of this aura?" Ang Feng was shocked. This was the first time he had felt this kind of Qi.    

Even Qin Ming, who was a peak Martial Emperor, couldn't even compare to ten percent of this Qi.    

Could this be the aura of Martial God?    

But it didn't seem like it.    

This aura was more like a Devil Beast, but it was also nobler than a Devil Beast. This feeling was very mysterious.    

The moment the aura swept past, Hong Tao's entire body trembled. He sat down on the ground with his butt on the ground. His face was green, and his tongue was tied.    

"What's wrong?" Next to Hong Tao, Ang Feng helped him up.    

Hong Tao shook his head and said, "Blood... pulse!"    

"What?!" Ang Feng did not understand.    

"My bloodline is forbidden. It is afraid, afraid!" Hong Tao took a deep breath and said in shock.    

He did not know why it was like this, and why the power of his bloodline had become completely silent.    

When Cang Yu saw this scene, he seemed to be lost in thought. He looked at the hole in the blood lake and hesitated.    

……    

Underground, Qin Ming's body was torn apart. Scales grew out of his flesh and covered his skin.    

A tail grew out from his spine and twisted violently. It smashed onto the ground and made a banging sound.    

Immediately after, a pair of purple wings on his shoulder tore through his muscles and was squeezed out.    

"Awoo..."    

Qin Ming's eyes were completely red. He raised his head and roared. A deafening sound echoed throughout the underground space.    

"What is this?" Holy God's face was no longer calm. His face was filled with shock.    

Could it be that Qin Ming was a Devil Beast, but he looked like a human?    

Before he could take a closer look, Qin Ming looked at him from below.    

Looking at Qin Ming's scarlet eyes, Holy God could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.    

In his eyes, he did not see the slightest bit of emotion from intelligent creatures. What he saw was slaughter, an incomparable slaughter.    

"Awoo..."    

As if he had found his target, the creature below let out a long roar. With an indomitable aura, it charged at Holy God.    

"What's so great about this? You're just a Martial Emperor too."    

Holy God suppressed the palpitations in his heart. He would never admit that he was actually afraid of an existence that he had always looked down upon.    

Holy God took out the long sword of the Dimensional Ring and thrust it at Qin Ming who was charging at him.    

This sword was as fast as lightning, and it carried an incomparably strong Dao. She was now a Peak of Martial Monarch, and it seemed like she had even slightly surpassed some Peak of Martial Monarch.    

This sword strike was filled with hatred, and it was using all of its power.    

"Die!"    

A sharp light rose in Holy God's eyes. Breaking through the defense of the world would cost him a lot to land.    

If he didn't know that Yun Xiatian was in danger and didn't want to lose this important chess piece, he wouldn't have come down.    

He had Martial God's strength. Although he was using the body of a Peak of Martial Monarch, he wasn't able to exert Martial God's power.    

However, the Spirit Skills he spoke of wasn't something that anyone in this world could imagine.    

Although this technique looked ordinary and unpredictable, its power was three times stronger than the most powerful Celestial High Grade Spirit Skills.    

He was confident that Qin Ming wouldn't be able to take this attack.    

Qin Ming, who was running, seemed to have lost all his will. There was only killing intent in his eyes.    

He did not even look at the long sword that was coming at him. He raised his sharp claw and slapped out.    

This slap didn't look fast. But it hit the sword just in time.    

"Bang..."    

The sharp claws collided with the sharp sword, resulting in a loud sound.    

The sharp sword was sent flying. A wound appeared on Qin Ming's bone-like claws, and blood flowed out.    

"Impossible!"    

Holy God exclaimed as he looked at the small wound on Qin Ming's hand.    

This attack was blocked by Qin Ming just like that. What Spirit Skills did he use just now?    

No, he didn't use the Spirit Skills. It was more like his instinct.    

To be able to send this attack flying, the strength of his body had reached a shocking level.    

"Ao..."    

Perhaps it was the injured and delirious Qin Ming who let out a heaven-shaking roar. Following this roar, an invisible energy was emitted from his mouth.    

"Bang!"    

Holy God was sent flying like a piece of paper after being hit by this energy, and he fell onto the wall.    

"Puff..."    

"Half-step Martial God!"    

Holy God spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Qin Ming. It was as if he was looking at a monster.