Alchemy & Martial Supreme

And the poison demon would never give him time to recover.

He didn't care about his injuries, but looked at Qin Ming who was standing still.

There were three of them blocking, but there were still many weapons that attacked Qin Ming's body.

"Hey..."

The weapon collided with the scales on Qin Ming's body, and for a while, flesh and blood flew across. The silver scales were cut off by the weapon and fell to the ground, making the sound of gold and stone intersecting.

In one attack, the scales on Qin Ming's body dropped seven or eighty eight, and the attack of the demon ancestor penetrated the scales directly and came out.

Even if he was hit by countless weapons, Qin Ming still stood still, his eyes closed tightly, and his eyebrows trembling slightly.

With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Qin Ming stood there calmly, as if the attack just hit other people.

"kill!"

The more unmoved Qin Ming, the more flustered the Demon Ancestor's heart.

Kill, only by killing his Demon Ancestor can you be at ease.

The demon ancestor furiously drew out the long sword.

But the sword seemed to be welded to Qin Ming's body, and it couldn't be pulled out.

At this moment, Qin Ming opened his eyes on his forehead.

In those pure white eyes, there is a pitch black eyeball, like an abyss, and one glance makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

The devil ancestor made a chill involuntarily. At this moment, it was as if the whole sky was falling down, trying to suppress him.

He wanted to move, but his legs, feet and hands were not at his disposal.

"No!" The Demon Ancestor roared sternly. In Qin Ming's eyes, he felt that his life was about to end, and he saw death.

The invisible murderous aura was surrounding him, and the back of the demon ancestor was already covered with sweat.

This is a precursor to an attack.

Qin Ming was about to attack.

It was just a martial artist in the Jiao Realm, but he made him feel death, boundless death.

He hadn't felt this kind of breath in his entire life.

Qin Ming stared at the Demon Ancestor, did not attack him, but suddenly raised his head and looked at the fourth layer of Poison Demon Holy Blood.

"You Huo, attack!"

A black light shot towards the Poison Demon's Holy Blood, and the light was entwined with dark red, silent, and he directly passed through the Fengtian Array.

The entire formation shook suddenly, broke apart, and burned in the air.

Countless flames rose in the sky, and the light continued to advance without any obstruction, and through the light gate, it directly hit the poisonous demon's holy blood.

Zizi...

The poisonous demon's holy blood pierced a hole in the middle, the flame in the hole was burning, and the beating holy blood stopped.

"No!" The Demon Ancestor who saw all this panicked completely.

He roared sternly, and blasted towards Qin Ming with his full strength.

"Boom!"

This punch Qin Ming ate hard, and You Huo was interrupted.

Qin Ming held Xia Fang with one hand and the bald warrior with the other, and with this force, he flew upwards.

He wants to grab this holy blood!

Youhuo rushed straight into the sky, breaking through the sky-closing formation, breaking the light gate, breaking the tower, breaking the desert on the city, and flying to the endless sky.

The tower formation was broken, and for countless years it could not stand up because of the formation. There was no support at this moment, and it began to tilt downward, and countless walls had collapsed.

There are countless formations in the tower, and they are all broken at this moment.

The forbidden air formation disappeared in an instant, and Qin Ming flew up and hurried towards the holy blood.

In the air, he threw abruptly, threw the two of them away from the tower, and flew towards the Holy Blood at a faster speed.

There is no time to attack with the ghost fire, only to **** it.