Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Now that he made up his mind, Qin Ming no longer hesitated and waved a small pile of middle-grade spirit stones in front of him.

Qin Ming picked up a spirit stone and stomped his foot lightly, and there was a hole in the ground. He put the spirit stone in, and repeated the same, and kept putting seven or forty-nine spirit stones.

"Troubled Dragon Formation, open." Qin Ming made a decisive battle and activated the formation in front of him.

The name is Sleepy Dragon Formation, in fact it is only a second-rank formation. It can simply isolate a place for a period of time, trapping the air inside. Qin Ming's practice this time will use the ability of the trapped dragon formation and spiritual energy.

Qin Ming began to grind the spirit stones in the formation into powder with spiritual energy, and the spiritual stones became powder. There was no way to preserve the spiritual energy inside, and they ran out one after another. Soon, the concentration of aura in the entire Dragon Array began to rise, and the mist blocked Qin Ming's vision.

"Not enough." As soon as Qin Ming gritted his teeth, he took out a pile of spirit stones and began to crush them into powder. The aura of the Dragon Array became more concentrated, and it was completely different from the outside of the Dragon Array.

Feeling the aura in the trapped dragon formation, Qin Ming was cruel, took out a pile of spiritual stones, crushed them into powder, time and time again...Time and time again, Qin Ming didn't know how many spirit stones he used. It wasn't until the entire trapped dragon formation that the aura was like a small drop of water, and Qin Ming finished using the aura.

"So many spiritual stones should be enough!" Qin Ming breathed casually, feeling the spiritual energy surge into his lungs, making him feel uncomfortable, even if he didn't breathe, the spiritual energy in the air was digging into his skin.

Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction, did it cross-legged, and began to practice "Hunyuan Gong".

As soon as the exercises were run randomly, the spiritual energy rushed into Qin Ming's body.

"Not enough." Qin Ming took out a low-grade refining pill and put it in his mouth cruelly.

"Ah!" Qin Ming felt the surging spiritual energy come out as soon as the refining pill reached his stomach, making him feel that his whole person was about to explode.

"Hold it!" Qin Ming worked desperately to make "Hunyuan Gong" run.

Qin Ming only felt a faint pain in the veins and veins all over his body, his muscles twitched, and his whole body was uncomfortably uncomfortable, as if his whole body was overwhelmed by every organ.

"Run faster, faster." Qin Ming stared at blood-red eyes, and turned his fate to "Hunyuan Gong". "Hunyuan Gong" was also running faster and faster.

And the aura on Qin Ming's body steadily increased with the operation of "Hun Yuan Gong", the first, second...fifth floor of the Great Martial Master.

Qin Ming, who was trapped in the dragon formation, had now become a blood man. The muscles of his whole body were twisted, and his whole body was like a centipede crawling in it, which was extremely terrifying.

"Ah!" Qin Ming let out a muffled hum, and continued to run the exercises with full strength, while Qin Ming's aura continued to increase, the seventh and eighth floors of the Great Martial Master, and finally reached the ninth floor of the Great Martial Master.

"Puff!" Qin Ming hurriedly beat his stomach with his hand, knocking out the pill inside his stomach.

When the small half of the spirit refining pill came out, it was still carrying blood.

"It seems that the internal organs are very badly injured." Qin Ming saw the blood on the ground, not only was not worried, but also laughed, "I succeeded, and I hope that I can become the king of Wu after the fifth rebuild."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming ignored his injuries, "The body of the pill god, fights." Qin Ming's aura grew steadily, and soon became the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Come on, come on." Qin Ming prayed silently in his heart, and the body of the pill **** did not disappoint Qin Ming.

"Boom!" Qin Ming became Wu Wang.

"Haha..." Qin Ming sensed the power in his body and laughed happily. He felt that the suffering he had suffered before had not been in vain.

"The power of King Wu, even if there is no poison, I am sure to win!" Qin Ming clenched his fist, "However, in order to prevent escape, it is better to use poison. If the poison does not succeed, the rebirth and death duel."

Qin Ming was Emperor Martial in his previous life, so now he became King Martial, and he quickly adapted to his strength. Coupled with Qin Ming's Heavenly Spirit Skills, Qin Ming was sure to fight the mysterious Martial King in black and defeated it.

However, if the black-clothed King Wu wants to run, Qin Ming is not sure about keeping him.