Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Behind Qin Ming, Yang Shu held the sword in his hand and couldn't help trembling, wishing to go up and pierce Wang Chulang with ten or eight holes, but finally resisted it.

The first reason is that Qin Ming did not give an order, and he did not dare to disobey.

The second reason: If you kill him, Qin Ming may really not be able to regain these alchemists, and his reputation may be defeated.

Qin Ming didn't have any anger. He looked at the young man named Wang Qulang playfully, and found that the look of death on his face was not pretending, but really just asking for death.

"It's really interesting." Qin Ming moved his **** to make him sit more comfortable, with curiosity on his face said: "In this world, there is really no fear of death!"

"I'm afraid of death, but for the sake of the whole world, I am willing to take the life of my king to awaken the people of the world!" Wang Qulang stared at Qin Ming with scorching eyes.

Qin Ming nodded: "I know, I will fulfill you!"

"but……"

"But what?" Wang Qulang straightened his chest: "Even if you tortured me, I won't change my mind. You are a man who harms the world!"

"No, no, no, I will not torture you, I will give you a pain!" Qin Ming shook his head, "but before you die, let you know one thing!"

"Do you want me, the ‘villain’, to kill you, so that you can stay alive and be admired by the world?"

After listening to Qin Ming's words, the young man Wang Qulang's face changed.

Seeing Wang Qulang's expression change, Qin Ming knew that he was right.

In this world, some people love money, some love martial arts, and some love alchemy. Naturally, some people like to keep a name forever.

But I didn't expect that this person would even want his own life in order to retain his name.

Qin Ming continued: "I forgot to introduce myself."

"My name is Qin Ming, Qin Ming in the ancient mystery!"

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

The young man was also dumbfounded: "Impossible, you can't be the alchemist in the ancient mystery. He is the alchemist. At best, his strength is only the strongest Wusheng, not the Emperor Wu!"

"You just have the same name."

He knew Qin Ming's name, but he felt that it was the same name, and it could not be such a coincidence.

After all, Qin Ming's name is very ordinary. One appears as a pill master who is compassionate and compassionate, and the other appears as a powerful Wudi. It is difficult for people to think of these two people together.

When he thought of this Qin Ming, it was that Qin Ming, and Wang Qulang couldn't help but chill.

He is now scared, really scared, if Qin Ming hadn't lied, then his death would not be a fame for a lifetime, but a stinking legacy.

Because of Qin Ming's reputation, it is too loud.

Qin Ming's name, as the warrior in the secret realm came out, has spread throughout the world.

There are legends that he is an emperor who is kind and helpful.

According to legends, he obtained a large number of perfect pills in the secret realm, and pityed ordinary warriors for not easy cultivation, so he distributed the pills.

There are legends...

No matter which version of the legend, Qin Ming rose to fame, and it was an excellent reputation.

Throughout the continent, many ordinary warriors are grateful to Qin Ming, even those who have not benefited from Qin Ming are fascinated by Qin Ming.

If today...no, today's things will definitely be spread out. When that happens, others will say that Qin Ming is asking them to help the warriors of the whole world, but they are slandering and insulting for their own benefit.

Especially his Wang Qulang, even more to death.

In this way, wouldn't he become a sinner in the world?

"No, you can't be Qin Ming!" Wang Qulang yelled with scarlet eyes, making him stink for thousands of years, and making him 10,000 times more painful than killing him.

He used his life to gain a reputation that lasts forever, but now he has lost his life, but in exchange for stinking years, how can he accept it willingly.

"One more thing, I am indeed the Pill God!" Qin Ming took the lead directly, and did not answer Wang Qulang's words at all.

It was Yang Shu who said that Qin Ming was a pill god, and they didn't believe it at all.

But now, as Emperor Wu, Qin Ming would not lie about things that could be immediately exposed as long as he wanted a little face.

Everyone looked at Qin Ming with amazement, their hearts were full of disbelief.

Only Wang Qulang, he did everything possible to deny Qin Ming: "You can't be a pill god, there is no pill **** in this world, that's just a legend."

"Really?" Qin Ming smiled faintly, spreading his hands, and a dark flame appeared in his hands.

The Lingzhi in the space ring flew out automatically, and when it touched the flame, it melted instantly and became small liquid beads.

With a random throw of the hand up, the flames and colorful liquid beads soared into the air. During the flight, they condensed into pills, which became pills in a blink of an eye, suspended in the air.

Twenty soul gathering pills of perfect quality, the surface of each pill, the nine-striped road is clearly visible.

"This is the Ninth Stage Perfect Pill, Soul Gathering Pill!"

Some alchemists couldn't help but exclaimed, and they were amazed. The speed of alchemy was so fast.

Moreover, the refining of these pills did not go through the pill.

There are even alchemists with a doubtful look on their faces. They don't believe that someone can make alchemy at such a fast speed.

If it is really a nine-pin pill, there should be a pill!

Qin Ming waved his hand, and the pill in the air flew towards everyone.

They are at least Danzun, it is very simple to judge whether it is the pill that has just been refined.

One pill, one by one, was almost grabbed by these alchemists.

Looking at the warm pill, lying on the palm of his hand, feeling the breath of it just released, even if I don't want to believe it, I have to believe that this is really Qin Ming just refined.

"If you think that there is no pill, I think I am using the blind eye method, I can refine it again, there is a nine-tier pill with pill." Qin Ming smiled confidently.

"You can also provide elixir, no matter what elixir, as long as it is available in the world and can be refined, I can refine it."

Looking at Qin Ming's self-confident and calm expression, and the faintly exuding expression that no one else can pretend, noble aura, everyone has already believed that Qin Ming is the pill god.

"Impossible...impossible..."

Holding a pill that Qin Ming had just refined in his hand, Wang Chulang looked up at the sky, muttering to himself, looking crazy.

"Should this person be killed!" Qin Ming asked indifferently to everyone.

"Damn it!"

A middle-aged alchemist stood up and said angrily: "He almost made us rush into Lord Pill God, **** it!"

"My lord, everything we do in the secret realm is obviously a generous man with a heart in the world, so righteous and awe-inspiring, but it almost made us misunderstand."

"Wang Qulang is not a pity to die."

"Yes, death is not a pity!"

All alchemists shouted at Wang Qulang, with contempt in their eyes.

Occasionally, there was the look of the alchemist, and when he saw Qin Ming on the high platform, his eyes were full of worship and respect, and the cynicism just now, they were different.