Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The Martial Cultivators looked at Qin Ming in the sky, and felt a sense of sadness.    

The Martial Cultivators seemed to have already known that Qin Ming was going to abandon them and leave alone.    

Most of the Martial Cultivators did not blame Qin Ming.    

Because they knew that if there was a way, Qin Ming would save them.    

However, the countless Poison Demons surrounding them, even if they were to be replaced by Qin Ming, they still could not think of any way.    

No matter how good the solution was, it would not be able to solve all the Poison Demons in front of them.    

Two days seemed to be very short, but under the relentless attacks of the Poison Demons, two days were very long.    

The Martial Cultivators also knew that it was very difficult for Qin Xixuan to set up the Cross World Teleportation Array alone.    

It was also not easy to set it up in such a short period of time.    

They could not blame Qin Xixuan, nor could they blame Qin Ming.    

They had already done their best.    

Before Qin Ming left, he had even given them the Heroic Spirit Energy, just to increase their Martial Tao strength.    

Perhaps in his heart, Qin Ming still needed them to rely on their own strength to kill their way out.    

In the chaos, not all the Martial Cultivators were unable to escape.    

A few Half-Step Supreme Experts would definitely be targeted by the Poison Demons.    

The other Martial Cultivators still had a slim chance of survival.    

However, this slim chance of survival was very slim.    

If the other Martial Cultivators were to attract the attention of the Poison Demons, they would be very lucky to be able to escape while they were unprepared.    

Out of a hundred Martial Cultivators, only one would be able to escape.    

After all, the speed of human Martial Cultivators could not compare to that of the Poison Demon.    

Moreover, there were a large number of elite Poison Demons.    

Out of a hundred, only one would be able to escape.    

Most of the Martial Cultivators were very dead.    

Even if they were half-step Supreme Experts, the chances of them surviving were not high.    

Except for Qin Ming!    

Qin Ming wanted to escape, and no one could stop him.    

Because Qin Ming could summon the Hero Spirit. Under the cover of the Hero Spirit, even Wang Bilan did not dare to pursue him.    

That was right. Wang Bilan definitely did not dare to chase after Qin Ming.    

Qin Ming's flying speed was very fast. The only one who could be faster than him was Wang Bilan.    

However, if Wang Bilan chased after him, as long as he separated from the Poison Demon, Qin Ming could summon the Hero Spirit to surround Wang Bilan.    

Therefore, as long as Qin Ming escaped from the Poison Demon's encirclement, no one would be able to catch up to him, and no one would dare to chase after him.    

Qin Ming was safe.    

Although there were countless Poison Demons here, as long as Qin Ming wanted to escape, there would definitely be a group of loyal Martial Cultivators who would escort Qin Ming out.    

Even Wang Bilan could not stop him.    

There were countless human Martial Cultivators here. Even if Wang Bilan could use his resentment to pull Qin Ming into the illusion.    

There would also be Martial Cultivators around to protect Qin Ming, preventing Wang Bilan from attacking him.    

Although the strength of the Martial Cultivators was limited, they could not protect Qin Ming forever.    

However, they could still do it for a while.    

As long as he could protect himself for a while, Qin Ming would have the ability to escape from the illusion.    

Although the illusion was powerful, it could not kill people. With Qin Ming's strength, even if Wang Bilan wanted to use the illusion to injure him, it would be impossible.    

If he wanted to kill Qin Ming, he could only do it himself.    

An invisible atmosphere of sadness spread throughout the Human Alliance.    

The Martial Cultivators all knew that they were about to die.    

No matter how strong they were, no matter how exciting their lives were, and no matter how high their status was.    

In the end, they could not escape from the Poison Demon's massacre.    

They were like the Human Martial Cultivators in the Supreme World, slaughtered by the Poison Demons.