Alchemy&Martial Supreme

"Master, you are not the strongest one?" Wang Zhao exclaimed.

Wang Zhenwei's face was dignified and nodded: "I have seen a real martial saint to the strong."

"One move, just one move, I lost my combat effectiveness."

"So strong?" Several people exclaimed.

"Fortunately, there are not many strong ones, and I have only seen them once." Wang Zhenwei solemnly said, "if you meet the most powerful martial saint, don't think about it, just escape!"

"Your strength, in front of the most powerful, is like wuzun in front of you."

"Ants!"

Several people trembled in their hearts, and their faces were full of yearning.

"Don't think about it. You can't be the strongest." Seeing several people's looks, Wang Zhenwei knew what they were thinking, and said faintly, "I was also the same as you."

"I even think that other people can become the most powerful martial sage. Why can't I?"

"After all kinds of pain and several dangerous deaths, I finally woke up."

"The strongest is the strongest, which can not be achieved only by hard work and hard work!"

Hearing that Wang Zhenwei has lost confidence in becoming a strong man, several people have put down their illusions.

"Well, those are digressions." Wang Zhenwei waved his hand and said, "you should know that although you can't be the strongest, you can't be the enemy of the strongest."

"As long as our family is strong and reaches 100 martial saints, we will form an array, and the most powerful will also retreat."

"Now Qin Ming's perfect nine grade pills is an opportunity for us. If there is an endless stream of perfect pills, what is the strongest one?"

"When we can continuously cultivate martial arts sages and have various heavenly pole skills and spiritual skills, we may not be able to cultivate our own strong ones!"

Wang Zhao stepped forward, filled Wang Zhenwei's teacup, and said with a smile, "the owner is right!"

"No matter how strong the strongest is, it is only a person. Where can we win an expanding force?"

"If we have a steady stream of nine perfect pills, how many strong people can not be cultivated?"

"It's even possible that we can even train Emperor Wu!"

"When the time comes, even the strongest will be killed by Emperor Wu with one hand like a mole ant!"

With that, Wang Zhao fell into a fantasy, thinking that there was a strong man in the family of Emperor Wu, occupying hundreds of city pools and occupying one side.

Because he was a senior member of the family, his wives and concubines were in groups, and thousands of servants were flocking to him.

"Cough..." Wang Zhenwei interrupted Wang Zhao's unrealistic fantasy, "now the most important thing is to make clear the perfect pill of Qin Ming. In the end, he accidentally got some perfect nine grade pills."

"There are still special channels to get a large number of Jiupin pills."

"If it's a large number of perfect nine grade pills you accidentally get, you'll find out the location of the pills and snatch them over."

"If there are channels, we need to find out whether we can snatch the channels from Qin Ming."

"Don't worry about it. It's all planned ahead of time. Mr. Zhang will certainly be able to do it well." Wang Zhao said.

"I need to be safe and sound. You should take good control of it. Don't make mistakes." Wang Zhenwei said seriously, "this is related to the future glory of our family."

"It's about whether my secret illness can be cured."

"What's more, now Mori city is not as reliable as we thought. We don't have much time. After getting the news, the master of Mori family and the owner of wood family will certainly intervene."