Alchemy&Martial Supreme

Although he has a high reputation in Haoyuan City, these warriors can't help him and dare to be enemies with the city Lord because of his high reputation.

Qin Ming's eyes looked at the city wall, and those warriors in the holy beast territory looked at them fighting indifferently.

Obviously, they are not very serious about ambushing themselves here.

But even if they didn't take it seriously, they were also strong in the holy beast territory, blocking the whole city wall. It was unrealistic for him to escape from the city wall.

He couldn't escape. No one helped him. He was really in a desperate situation.

Qin Ming's forehead was full of sweat. He didn't give up, but with more and more bleeding, his physical condition was getting worse and worse.

If he goes on like this, he will be defeated in the hands of Zhao Tian.

"Ah!" While he was distracted to observe the surroundings, Zhao Tian seized the opportunity and put a sword through his chest.

Qin Ming has a sharp pain. When he reacts, his neck has been pinched by Zhao Tian.

The evil way on Zhao Tian's body was frantically injected into Qin Ming, and ran rampant in his body. Qin Ming screamed in pain. He wanted to raise his fist to attack, but he couldn't afford any strength.

"Ha ha..." Zhao Tian laughed. He had caught Qin Ming and injected his Tao into Qin Ming.

His martial arts realm has reached the holy beast realm, and the Tao in his body has undergone qualitative changes.

Qin Ming's martial arts realm is only the real dragon realm. How can he resist the Tao of his holy beast realm.

He felt his Tao running rampant in Qin Ming's body and called Tian to laugh. Qin Ming now has no ability to fight back.

Even because the body is all his Tao, Qin Ming's own Tao has been temporarily suppressed by him.

"Qin Ming, have you ever thought you have today?" Zhao Tian threw Qin Ming on the ground and asked with a sneer.

Qin Ming, who fell to the ground, was bleeding from his chest. He struggled to stand up, but he was in severe pain. In addition, the Tao calling heaven in his body made him feel as if his limbs were not his own. It was difficult to climb, let alone stand up.

"Cough..." Qin Ming coughed violently. With his cough, blood flowed out of his mouth.

But his eyes were full of unyielding, ferocious looking at the sky, choosing people to bite.

"Hum..." looking at Qin Ming, the joy of winning in his heart suddenly dissipated.

If you can defeat Qin Ming, even if you save strength for Qin Ming, you can defeat him. That's the real victory and the real shame.

Although he has won now, he has not won completely. Qin Ming cannot despair.

But... So what?

Zhao Tian has confidence in his own blood. As long as he uses his own blood, he can turn Qin Ming into a poisonous devil.

It's interesting to think that Qin Ming has been fighting against the poison devil all his life, but he has become a poison devil.

And after becoming a poisonous devil, Qin Ming absolutely obeyed him, which was the real great joy.

Zhao Tian didn't delay. A drop of blood appeared in his hand and printed Qin Ming's pierced chest.

"Ah!" The severe pain made Qin Ming scream, but Qin Ming was more worried than the pain in getting up.

"Does God want to control me? It's like controlling Geng Jingsheng and Geng Huahao." Qin Ming's mental strength is all concentrated in his body.

He would rather die than be called to control himself.

He just called Tian secretly, but how could he not find the action of calling Tian at such a distance?