Alchemy & Martial Supreme

This made Qin Ming develop an invincible confidence.    

And because of this confidence, Qin Ming's strength would only grow stronger and stronger.    

Now that Wang B辽 and Qin Ming were in the same realm, if Qin Ming refused to fight with Wang B辽, she was worried that this would break Qin Ming's invincible confidence.    

Invincible in the same realm, always believing that he was the most outstanding person. It was not easy to cultivate such self-confidence.    

Qin Ming shook his head and said in a low voice, "Xiyuan, don't worry about me."    

"These grievances are not Wang B辽's power, but the power of the two cities and countless human Martial Cultivators."    

"I am not fighting with Wang B辽, but fighting with Wang B辽 and the human Martial Cultivators of the two cities."    

"Wang B辽 has enslaved them, and I want to liberate them."    

Qin Ming knew very well that he was not weaker than Wang B辽.    

It was only because of the grievances around Wang B辽 that he did not even have the chance to fight with him fair and square.    

He had been thinking of a way to resolve these grievances.    

But he could not.    

After falling into the illusion twice, he did not gain nothing. At the very least, he knew that these grievances were formed by the human Martial Cultivators from the two cities.    

They could not get their freedom, and could only be enslaved by Wang B辽.    

They did not dare to attack Wang B辽, and could only attack others under Wang B辽's control.    

They had turned into grievous energy and no longer had their own will. However, they were still in great pain.    

Qin Ming could feel the pain of the Martial Cultivators wailing in his ears when he fell into the illusion twice.    

They were begging him to save them from the sea of suffering, whispering in his ears.    

Qin Ming looked at Wang B辽 and said, "Dispel the grievous energy. I'm willing to fight you fairly."    

"Even if I die here today, I'm willing."    

"They are innocent. The human Martial Cultivators have not let you down."    

"The person who is sorry to you is me, and the person who you hate is also me. Come at me if you have anything to say."    

"On the contrary, it is a cowardly act for you to vent your anger on these ordinary human Martial Cultivators."    

Qin Ming was very calm. He no longer had the initial anger.    

It was not that he was not angry, but that he was very clear that only by defeating Wang B辽 and releasing the grievous energy would he be doing the human Martial Cultivators a favor.    

Only by killing Wang B辽 would he be able to make Wang B辽 never harm others again.    

In Qin Ming's opinion, Wang B辽 was more dangerous than the other Half-Step Sovereigns of the Poison Demon Clan.    

The other Half-Step Sovereigns of the poison demon could at most throw the Martial Cultivators into the blood pool and turn their bodies into the power of the blood pool.    

Only a small number of Martial Cultivators would be trapped by the blood pool.    

He did not know how Wang B辽 did it, but he trapped all the human Martial Cultivators who were thrown into the blood pool.    

Even if these Martial Cultivators were to die, they would still be suffering from the bloodthirsty torture.    

Since he had refused to help them, they had to endure the bloodthirsty torture.    

What Qin Ming wanted to do the most now was to help them free themselves.    

Secondly, he wanted to kill Wang Bi Liao.    

It was not because of personal grudges, but because he was worried that Wang Bi Liao would refine a large number of human Martial Cultivators.    

Qin Ming had never hated a person so much. Wang Bi Liao was the first.    

This caused Qin Ming to make up his mind. Even if he died here today, he would kill Wang Bi Liao.    

Looking at Qin Ming's calm eyes, Wang Bi Liao saw a strong hatred in them.    

Qin Ming hated him!    

"Why do you hate me?"    

"Is it because of these human Martial Cultivators?" Wang Bi Liao stretched out his hand, and black Qi wrapped around his hand.