Alchemy & Martial Supreme

While angry, Mi Bei also felt that his strength was too bad.

No, it's not that the strength is too bad.

It was that she did not show the strength that she should have as a saint blood warrior.

My own combat experience is too poor.

"After I go out, I must practice hard." Mi Bei made up his mind loudly.

Qin Ming on the side, hearing Mi Bei's words, smiled softly: "Okay, this is what you said. After you go out, I will supervise your cultivation."

Hearing that, Mi Bei, who had just been impassioned, turned into a bitter melon face in an instant, and said softly: "Can you not be so tired?"

Seeing Mi Bei's cute appearance, Qin Ming and Lian Yu laughed.

At this moment, Qin Ming's laughter suddenly stopped, and he shouted in a low voice: "Poisonous demon."

In an instant, a few dark shadows appeared in front of the crowd. Hearing Qin Ming's low voice, his face changed abruptly, and he killed Qin Ming and his party without saying a word.

"Damn, the scope of the search for the magic seal has also been weakened." Qin Ming couldn't help but complain.

This palace is really powerful.

Not only can weaken the martial artist's perception, even the detection range of the seal can also be weakened.

It was only at such a close distance that the Poison Demon was discovered, and he gave a low voice to remind them that they had actually heard it.

Knowing that the three of them discovered their identities, it would be strange if they didn't work hard.

The poison demon attacked, and the flames that Qin Ming had just recovered were summoned again.

He stood in front of the two women, looking at the group with solemn expression.

Seeing their speed, I breathed a sigh of relief. These four warriors seemed to have only the strength of the snake realm.

Qin Ming was still sure of dealing with snake-level poisonous demons.

Although the ordinary snake realm poison demon is much stronger than the ordinary warrior, to him, it is the same.

"dead!"

Seeing a young man standing in front of him and the others recklessly, a poisonous demon with a long stick in his hand, his mouth cocked, and a grinning smile on his face.

The long stick in his hand was lifted high and swung down.

His whole muscles are bulging high, this stick is full of momentum.

Coupled with his terrifying expression, how many warriors were directly frightened at a loss.

He seemed to have seen a look of fear on the young man's face.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

Qin Ming didn't put all his attention on him, but stared at the four people closely, as if planning to resist the attack of the four at the same time.

Seeing the young man despising himself and holding a long stick, the smile on his face turned away and changed to an angry expression.

The scar on his face, coupled with the murderous intent on his body, made him look extraordinarily scary.

"go to hell!"

He yelled, moving forward extremely fast.

The long stick has been swung down, no one can use his stick, he has full confidence.

"Boom!"

With a muffled hum, Qin Ming didn't even look at it. He raised his hand and grabbed the long stick directly, turning his hand slightly.

The poison demon felt a tremendous force coming from the stick.

He has always been confident in his own power, and the irresistible power from the stick made him shocked.

He raised his head and looked at Qin Ming's eyes, full of fear.

This young man, on the surface, looked gentle, like a son of a family.

Why does such a thin body possess such amazing power.

"It's over."

After seeing the young man snatching the long stick, he swept directly, showing despair on his face.

If what just happened was not an illusion, then this young man's stick would not be evasive and his body could not bear it.

Sure enough, once the stick went down, he felt like he was hit by a boulder falling from the sky, flying across without any resistance, directly hitting the side wall.