Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Seeing how pitiful Xiao Yi was, the countless human Martial Cultivators below couldn't help but shiver.    

Perhaps being killed by these black fog was a good thing, at least it was better than being thrown into a blood pool.    

The Martial Cultivators were all scared out of their wits. Even some of the experts who originally wanted to attack Wang Bilan hesitated.    

Death was easy, but being unable to live was the true pain.    

Seeing that the Martial Cultivators had all been scared out of their wits, Wang Bilan laughed even more arrogantly.    

He knew that he had slaughtered this Xian City. There was no way the Martial Cultivators inside could escape.    

The Martial Cultivators no longer had any fighting spirit, and they were no longer a threat to him.    

"Xian City is not a small city. There are countless human Martial Cultivators inside. After absorbing all the Blood Essence of the human Martial Cultivators, my strength will improve a lot!" Wang Bilan thought to himself.    

After being injured by Qin Ming, he had not attacked the Martial Cultivators so crazily. He had always been careful.    

Wang Bilan even wanted to be so careful for a long time.    

Unfortunately, after killing so many human Martial Cultivators and refining so many souls in the blood pool, he could no longer hide.    

No matter where he hid, the black fog around him would expose his position.    

There was only one way to hide himself and release the refined souls.    

However, he was reluctant to do so.    

These refined souls were his strength. They could help him deal with a half-step Supreme Expert, and they could also help him kill a large number of human Martial Cultivators.    

With these souls, it would be very easy for him to massacre a human Martial Cultivator city.    

Without these souls, he could only kill them one by one.    

He was strong, but no matter how strong he was, it was impossible for him to slaughter millions of human Martial Cultivators with his own strength alone.    

But with the help of the black fog, it was not a problem.    

Under the cover of the black fog, countless Martial Cultivators would be killed by the soul attacks.    

The Martial Cultivators died very quickly, and he didn't even need to do it himself.    

Therefore, he was reluctant to release these refined souls.    

Therefore, Wang Bilan decided to keep these souls and expose his whereabouts, so that he could kill more human Martial Cultivators.    

Now that Qin Ming was fighting a fierce battle with the Poison Demon Clan, he heard that Qin Ming was being chased by the strongest Half-Step Supreme in the Poison Demon Clan.    

Qin Ming probably didn't have time to care about him.    

With so many Poison Demons invading the Supreme World, and only Qin Ming's force could deal with the Poison Demons and save the human Martial Cultivators.    

Qin Ming simply didn't have time to care about him.    

In this way, he might be able to slaughter a large number of cities before people would pay attention to him.    

At that time, as long as he released the souls and found a random place to hide, it would be fine.    

If it really didn't work, he could use his bloodline ability again and hide without a trace.    

"Xi Yi's bloodline ability is not bad, but it's a pity that his martial strength is too weak." Wang Bilan looked at Xi Yi in the blood pool.    

The last attack from Xue Yi must have been a bloodline ability.    

With Xue Yi’s strength, it was impossible for him to unleash such a powerful attack.    

To be able to unleash the power of a half-Zhizun, Xue Yi’s bloodline ability was very good.    

If he had broken through to the half-Zhizun realm, he could even kill a half-Zhizun expert of the same realm with a sneak attack.    

It was a pity that all abilities were based on one’s own strength. Xue Yi was not a half-Zhizun expert, so no matter how strong his bloodline ability was, it had a limit.