Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"However, if Qin Ming is prevented from continuing to refine the pill, the pill will definitely fail!"

"The failure of the pill means that the divine detoxification pill cannot be refined, which means that the sect master has no hope of the last minute of life!"

Cangyu was in a dilemma.

Refining a pill of this level must be very exhausting. To stop Qin Ming from refining the pill now, he would have to wait at least three days before starting the furnace again.

Moreover, the failure of alchemy is likely to cause him a shadow of failure. Generally, alchemists will rest for at least ten days after failing to refine important pills.

Only after he was full of energy and walked out of the shadow of failure, the alchemist dared to continue alchemy.

"Forget it, save Qin Ming! With the power of the pill, it is enough to kill him!"

"Qin Ming is a guest, how can he die while saving the Sect Master!"

"If Qin Ming dies, I will have a conscience for the rest of my life!"

"Lan Zhi will blame me forever!"

After gritting his teeth, Cangyu opened his mouth loudly, intending to pull Qin Ming out of his excitement.

But his mouth opened, but there was no sound.

At the last moment, he hesitated!

The lord is the soul pillar of their sect.

If the Martial God Sect does not have a sovereign, is it still Martial God Sect?

The lord is dead, and there are more than 10,000 people in the Martial God Sect. What should I do?

"Forget it! Still don't wake up Qin Ming, let him continue alchemy!"

"With the current situation of the pill, if Qin Ming desperately protects the pill, it is still very likely to get a low-grade detoxification pill."

"As long as there is a low-grade detoxification pill, even if the poison in the suzerain is a god-level detoxification pill, the lower-grade god-level detoxification pill can suppress it by 80%."

"At that time, the sect master will be able to wake up, and with the strength of the sect master, spending a few hundred years will definitely be able to remove the poison of the gods!"

Cangyu thought that the sect master would survive and the Martial God Sect would continue to have a sect master, and his heart was completely determined not to wake Qin Ming.

"Qin Ming, blame me if you blame it!"

"I am selfish, even if you want my old life, I am willing to pay you."

"If you die, I will take care of your relatives forever!"

"I am responsible for all kinds of sins, as long as... Sect Master... can live!"

The disciples were hurriedly carrying the shelves, unaware that their Elder Cangyu was experiencing a struggle in their hearts.

For them, Qin Ming's alchemy made them an eye-opener.

Even more disciples knew that Qin Ming was making alchemy for the lord and was praying in his heart.

A female disciple looked at Qin Ming's appearance and was full of gratitude.

Although embarrassed, but somehow, the more you look, the more charming, the more you look, the more handsome.

"Elder, we have moved."

A disciple came to report to Cang Yuhui.

Cangyu's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he glanced at Lingzhi, who had been neatly organized, nodded and said.

"You retreat, this tribulation cloud may continue to brew, standing too close will cause injury!"

"Yes!" Everyone looked at the black clouds in the sky in astonishment. The already terrifying robbery cloud will continue to increase its power.

Unconsciously, everyone backed away a lot.

When a female disciple saw Qin Ming standing in the same place, she felt wrong in her heart.

Qin Ming's strength doesn't seem to be strong. Will he be injured by the Pill Tribulation if he stands so close?

Looking at the indifferent Elder Cangyu again, he felt quite settled.

Cangyu is the strongest pill emperor in the sect, he must know this hidden danger, since he didn't say it, he doesn't need to interrupt.