Alchemy & Martial Supreme

But it was too late. Qin Bang had already rushed in front of Si Kordai.    

Si Koudai was very strong, and he was already prepared. When Qin Bang rushed over, he stabbed him with his sword.    

One sword pierced through the heart!    

Qin Pang's heart was pierced by the sword, but he did not show any pain on his face. Instead, he grinned hideously and grabbed Si Koudai's hand.    

At this moment, the bodies of the heroic spirits around Qin Bang became bigger and bigger, and their bodies made of energy became more and more unstable.    

"Not good!" Si Koutai was shocked. The heroic spirits were going to explode.    

He knew that the souls could explode, but he didn't expect them to do so.    

Si Koutai wanted to retreat, but the weapon in his hand was grabbed by Qin Bang, so he didn't pull it out in a hurry.    

Si Koutai didn't think too much. He let go of the weapon and rolled to the side.    

The explosion of the spirits was very powerful, but there was a fatal flaw.    

The speed of the explosion was too slow.    

In a battle between experts, one absorption time could allow one to unleash dozens of moves.    

The self-destruction of the heroic spirits was too slow and couldn't be used against the enemy.    

Therefore, even though he knew that the heroic spirits would self-destruct, Si Koutai wasn't too worried.    

However, the terrain here was narrow, and with Qin Bang's careful planning, he cut off his path of retreat and grabbed his weapon, causing him to panic.    

But it didn't matter. He rolled away and avoided the explosion of the spirits.    

"Boom..." With an explosion, more than twenty heroic spirits of the Divine Beast Realm all exploded.    

Qin Bang was killed on the spot, but very few Poison Demons died.    

When they saw the heroic spirits explode, they all dodged.    

Only a few of them were unlucky and were killed by the hero spirits before they could even react.    

Not only did the heroic spirits not kill many Poison Demons, they even suffered heavy losses.    

Si Koudai wasn't injured. It was just that he had rolled around on the ground and his clothes were a bit messy.    

Seeing this result, Si Koutai wanted to laugh happily, but he felt that something wasn't right.    

The heroic spirits were intelligent, and they were all very smart. Why would they do such a thing?    

Only then did Si Kordai realize that the Poison Demon had spread out and made way for them. The heroic spirits occupied the passage at the fastest speed possible.    

The heroic spirits had already planned this beforehand, and there was an endless stream of heroic spirits coming over. In a very short amount of time, the passage was filled with heroic spirits.    

The heroic spirits weren't afraid of death, and those that wanted to enter from the outside were all blocked by them.    

No matter how many heroic spirits died, the heroic spirits didn't take half a step back.    

If the heroic spirits didn't retreat, the Poison Demon outside wouldn't be able to enter.    

Apart from that, the other path was also occupied by the souls.    

There were only ten thousand Divine Beast Realm Poison Demon inside, and the number of heroic spirits reached fifty thousand. This was ten times the number of Poison Demon.    

Even if he brought some Poison Demon with him, the number of Poison Demon was far less than the souls.    

In just a short amount of time, the pathway was controlled by the souls.    

Si Koudai realized that he was actually stuck inside.    

The heroic spirits had self-destructed from the outside, so the direction he had been hiding in was naturally from the inside. Thus, he had rolled inside.    

When he realized that he wanted to get out, the heroic spirits had already occupied the passage, and he could not get out.    

Si Kordai was slightly panicked, but he forced himself to calm down.    

There was no need to worry; his martial arts strength had reached the half-step Sovereign level.    

A hundred thousand Divine Beast Realm Poison Demons were unable to kill Qin Ming. There were only fifty thousand heroic spirits, so how could they possibly kill him?