Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Since Tao is useless to him now, Qin Ming put it aside and began to concentrate on cultivation.

Seeing Qin Ming closing his eyes, he seemed to have entered a state of cultivation.

Several snake-level warriors who truly cultivated the small world raised their heads and looked at Qin Ming's gloves.

The gloves were obviously real objects, but they were like flames just now.

How did Qin Ming switch freely between the flame and the object?

What kind of treasure is this?

Why have they lived for so long, let alone seeing them, they haven't even heard of such a treasure?

Are Qin Ming martial artists in the small world, or are they martial artists in the small world?

How do you feel that Qin Ming's knowledge is much better than them.

...

Lancheng Feng's house, underwater.

The Feng Family Patriarch Mi You is about to complete the crucial Nirvana, and his body is emitting a bright fire.

"Good, good." Seeing that everything goes well for Mi You, Mi went to the wind and was overjoyed.

Holy blood martial artist, it is too difficult to break through the flood level and reach the dragon realm.

When he successfully reached the Dragon Realm, luck played a major role.

He was very uncertain about whether the family children could successfully break through the dragon rank.

Now Mi You is about to succeed, and the Feng family will have no worries.

Mi You is a young saint-blood warrior. Once he breaks through the dragon rank, he will practice for a period of time, and the entire Heavenly Dragon World will be unmatched.

At that time, the Poison Demon can be driven out of the Heavenly Dragon World again.

But Bao Feng’s family has been worry-free for thousands of years, and he can die with peace of mind.

"As long as you successfully reach the dragon rank, the poison demon is nothing." Mi Fufeng stared at Mi You tightly, muttering something.

"Unfortunately, he has no chance." At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in the room.

"Who?" Mi Fufeng's face changed when he heard the voice, and looked around, but no one was seen.

Suddenly a black light flashed and flew towards Mi You in the pool.

Although Mi Gufeng was observing the surroundings, most of his thoughts were standing on Mi You.

Seeing a sneak attack, Mi Gufeng flashed and appeared in front of Mi You.

The long sword at his waist had been drawn out at some unknown time, and it was chopped on the black light.

Zizi...

Falling on the long sword, an unpleasant sound echoed in the room.

"Poison Demon."

Smelling the unpleasant stench in the air and seeing the black corroded liquid on the sword, Mi Fufeng's sword shook slightly, and the venom escaped from the sword.

He watched his surroundings attentively, his face full of contempt: "Poison Demon, after a thousand years, your methods have not improved at all."

"Do everything that is not on the table."

"The method is no longer high and low, just easy to use." The unpleasant voice sounded again.

Mi Qufeng concentrated on finding the source of the sound, and then tentatively said: "Poison demon is nothing but that."

"Only use these indiscriminate methods."

"Thousands of years ago, I was able to kill you guys, and it's the same now."

"Wash your neck clean, try my long sword, it's not good!"

"Haha..." The duck-like laughter floated through the room, making people confused: "Thousands of years ago, I admitted that I was not your opponent."

"But now, your body is completely old, don't know how much of your peak strength can still be displayed?"

"I wonder how many days can I live?"

"I found you." Mi Qufeng didn't care when he heard the other party mocking that he was old.

He had been looking for the other party's location, and now he finally found it.

Although the other party hides it well, he carefully built this place. Where is it so easy to hide?