Alchemy&Martial Supreme

Although Yun Xiatian may not find revenge for a while, but the increase in physical strength and strength made Qin Ming very happy.

"I just don't know if I can win Yun Xiatian, a martial saint, just by using my body's strength instead of using forbidden pills?"

"I don't think so The strength of wuzun is much higher than that of wuzun. I have never heard of which wuzun has won the battle of wuzun. "

Although he thinks so in his heart, Qin Ming has a feeling that even if he doesn't use the forbidden pill, he can defeat Yun Xiatian and kill her.

I don't know if it's an illusion, or if the body really breaks out, there's strength to challenge.

……

In the magma, Emperor Wu in black is getting closer and closer to the shore, and xuanming's body is shaking more and more intense.

"Qin Ming, is there any abnormality in the spirit space of the patriarch? And this anomaly was left by the warriors of the crab demon force? "

Turning around, xuanming asked.

Shaking his head, Qin Ming said faintly, "I'm not sure."

"Your spirit may be able to get some information, maybe nothing."

"It's up to you whether you want to explore or not."

"You..." Xuanming wanted to swear, but he knew that if he dared to scold now, Qin Ming would turn around and leave.

Then, not only will he be expelled from the clan, but the hope of saving the patriarch will also be reduced.

The swearing words he wanted to say went back, and xuanming stepped forward two steps, waiting for the arrival of the patriarch.

Bang!

When the stone hit the ground, the master didn't wake up.

Although he has already made up his mind, he can't help but regret when it comes. He hesitates

"Xuanming, what are you waiting for? Every time the Lord stays here, it will be more dangerous! " Looking at the indecisive xuanming, cangyu urged the way.

"You can do it, you go up!" Xuanming has scarlet eyes and a loud voice.

Cangyu has no voice, he dare not.

Finally, xuanming finally put his hand out on the Lord's forehead and closed his eyes.

"Ah..." Soon, xuanming's mouth, there was a violent scream, a big mouth of blood spray out, with his body shaking, scattered everywhere.

There was a smell of blood in the air.

Cangyu dragged xuanming away from the magma for the first time. He helped him sit on the ground, turned around, ran to the button beside him, and slapped him.

"Cluck..." The black slate, carrying the patriarch to the magma center, soon arrived at the location, clang when a sound, the slate fell down.

The patriarch was immersed in the magma again, and his breathing became irregular, and became stable again. Although it was weak, it was rhythmic.

Cangyu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and walked towards xuanming, who was unable to support his body and fell on the ground.

"Xuanming, are you better?"

Xuanming wanted to answer, but he couldn't speak for a long time. He covered his head and clapped his hands.

Cangyu took out a nine grade high-quality pill from the space ring, handed it to xuanming and said, "this pill can restore the body's injury, and has a slight analgesic effect..." Before he finished speaking, xuanming had snatched the pill and swallowed it.

"There is This pill, why not Early? " Xuanming was powerless.

"It's no use at all."

After taking pills, I felt that the pain of the head did not decrease, xuanming scolded.

After touching his nose, cangyu didn't speak. The pill did not work at all. He just wanted to give him some psychological comfort.