Alchemy&Martial Supreme

Qin Ming took a deep breath and sank his spiritual strength into the Pearl.

In an instant, he felt a terrible attraction coming from the bead, pulling his spiritual force into it.

A warrior, spirit and spirit is his foundation.

If there is no spirit, the warrior will become dementia.

Feeling this attraction, Qin Ming tried his best to resist.

He didn't know whether the spirit could come out again after being inhaled into it.

Mental power can not come out, light serious injury, confusion, need a long time to recover.

Heavy become the dementia of walking dead.

"I'm too adventurous. It's what the poisonous devil wants. It's got from India ten thousand years ago. It's weird all over my body."

"I don't want to think about it, but I'll explore it with mental force."

Qin Ming thought about it at this time. It is said that in other world, it is the source skill that the warrior can directly attack other people's spiritual power.

Thinking of this, he was even more worried. He tried his best to pull, but it didn't help at all.

In the regret of Qin Ming, he entered a colorful space.

"What color is this?"

Looking around, Qin Ming couldn't tell the color of the light around.

It's not that his eyes have lost the ability to distinguish colors, but the colors he has never seen here.

It's not purple, it's all blue and red.

Appear so noble, and low into the dust.

It seems that the change of everything in the world has nothing to do with it.

Just then, an illusory figure appeared in front of him.

He had no face, could not distinguish men and women, so he stood quietly.

"Do you want to practice Kung Fu or source skills?" Qin Ming moved in his heart and was absorbed in his gaze.

He once experienced this kind of thing, was sucked into a space, and then passed on the skill.

If a warrior has a strong understanding, he can learn the skills.

If the martial arts have poor understanding, they may miss the chance.

Like the last time Mi went to the wind to his own thick soil decision, he did not understand at that time, white missed the opportunity.

But this time he got the treasure, but he worked hard to get it.

Of course, he has to play a twelve point spirit, focus on understanding.

Qin Ming was ready to learn in an instant.

But after waiting for a long time, the figure did not make any movement. He still stood still. It seemed that from the beginning to the end, he planned to fight on like this all the time.

"What is the situation?" Grabbing his hair, Qin Ming is at a loss.

The treasure that the poisonous demons want to get can't be a figure standing like this?

"No Qin Ming stares at the figure and suddenly feels that it is extraordinary.

Qin Ming was immersed in his mind and felt the momentum of the figure.

Suddenly, he felt a shiver all over his body.

It was as if there was a thunderbolt on his head, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling came into his heart.

He didn't know why, but he understood a kind of skill.

It seems that he would have been ordinary, so suddenly appeared in his mind.

The name of the skill is Guiyi. There is no description or knowledge of practicing martial arts. However, Qin Ming knew that he could.

It was a wonderful feeling that he had never experienced.

By this time the figure had disappeared and he returned to the room.

Open your eyes, a mysterious light blooms from Qin Ming's eyes.

The Pearl in his hand was still pinched in the palm of his hand.

It has lost all its weight, and with one touch it turns into powder.