Alchemy&Martial Supreme

But in addition to this side effect, the poisonous devil holy blood will also consume its own power.

And now the poison devil holy blood, the breath is far less powerful than before.

If we continue to cultivate poison demons with it, we may destroy it completely.

The holy blood of poisonous demons is extremely powerful. If Qin Ming didn't break a big hole, it would be very easy to cultivate all poisonous demons to the Dragon kingdom.

But now, it's just that more than 20000 poisonous demons have been cultivated in the Dragon realm, and the demon ancestors dare not use them any more.

"Hum..." Looking at the hole in the blood of the poisonous devil, he wanted to tear Qin Ming apart: "Qin Ming, what you care about most in the Dragon world is the Cloud City Alliance."

"I will destroy the Cloud City Alliance in front of you a little bit, and a warrior will be brutally killed in front of you!"

Qin Ming is a holy blood warrior. Now the martial arts realm has reached the late stage of the Dragon realm, so he should not be his opponent.

But it doesn't matter. It's not a war on its own.

With the help of countless poisonous demons in Longjing, even ten Qin Ming, he can easily win.

Even if Qin Ming ran away, he could deal with him slowly as long as he unified Tianlong world.

Just as he was imagining that he would torture Qin ming to death, a poisonous demon from Longjing respectfully came to the front of the sedan chair and said, "demon ancestor, Qu Yang city is here!"

Mozu's eyes looked out of the sedan chair, and the next square was Qu Yang City.

Qu Yang City has long been captured by the poison devil. There are no voices in the city, but some bloody corpses.

There are no flying animals here. Even the most greedy animals are frightened by the strange atmosphere and dare not come here.

Mozu came out of the sedan chair holding the blood of the poisonous devil and came slowly to the top of Quyang city.

The blood of poison devil is beating faster and faster, as if it can't wait.

Touching the blood of the poison devil, the demon ancestor looked down at countless corpses. He said softly, "Ning!"

Suddenly, countless blood was drawn by an invisible force and flew towards the blood in his hands.

Goo Goo

The blood of the poison devil is coming, and it's beating faster and faster.

As it beat faster and faster, the blood below flew faster and faster, and eventually formed a river, continuously injected into the holy blood.

For a long time, the blood like a river slowly turned into a stream. Slowly, the stream dried up. The holy blood of poison devil was still beating violently, but there was no way to absorb any drop of blood.

One side of the devil slowly touched it, mouth murmured: "it doesn't matter, there will be soon, there will be more, more!"

Seems to hear his comfort, the blood beat more and more slowly, and finally returned to the previous rhythm.

All the corpses in Quyang city were as dry as if they had been for a thousand years. A gust of wind blew and turned them into fly ash.

You know, the strength in front of these corpses, there are strong and weak, the strongest reached the Dragon realm.

The corpse of the warrior in Longjing is immortal for thousands of years.

But now a gust of wind, let it disappear, so if the scene is seen by ordinary martial arts, it will be scared to death.

The whole Quyang city is quiet, and there is no warrior alive.

After the body disappeared, it became a dilapidated city.

Mozu didn't even look at Qu Yang City, and his eyes were firmly locked on the hole in the blood.

"It seems that The hole is a little less, and it has a little connection with me! " The devil ancestor stares at eyes, full face of can't believe.