Alchemy & Martial Supreme

After transforming, the ferocity of the Martial Cultivator's bloodline would be activated. This was a common disease among all Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator.    

After successfully breaking through to the True Dragon Realm, Qin Ming had a feeling that as long as he transformed, the ferocity in his bloodline would also increase.    

If it wasn't for the fact that the Langyuan Tribe was determined to kill him and didn't let him go, Qin Ming wouldn't have chosen to transform and fight to the death.    

His opponent had already used all of his strength. If he dared to hide now, he might be killed.    

He couldn't afford to be careless when it came to life and death.    

Choosing to hide now would only make him die faster.    

Qin Ming nodded at the old man and completely released the suppression on his bloodline.    

Suddenly, a terrifying force spread from his bloodline to his entire body. His heart pounded and made a loud sound in his mind.    

Qin Ming felt a power that he could not control, but belonged to him, coming from his heart.    

This power was so powerful that he could not even suppress it.    

"Argh..."    

A wild roar was heard. A crazy Qi shot out from Qin Ming's body like a wild wind, sweeping across everyone present.    

Qin Ming had already transformed into a completely different form.    

He had a long horn on his head. On his back, chest, limbs, and his entire body was covered with fiery red scales. Under the sunlight, these scales looked like they were floating in a dream, as if they were burning.    

They didn't touch the scales on Qin Ming's body, but everyone could see the toughness and bloodthirstiness of the scales, especially the black scales on his fist that were covered in barbs and emitting dark light. It was even more shocking.    

Qin Ming waved his long tail behind him and stared fiercely at the Martial Cultivator holding the saber. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.    

He had never been so powerful before. Qin Ming felt that he was invincible.    

He knew that this was an illusion, but there was one thing he was sure of. When he looked at the Martial Cultivator holding the saber, he saw a huge threat from his body.    

After the Martial Cultivator transformed, he felt that if he met it, he would most likely die. The possibility of him escaping was less than ten percent.    

Now that he had transformed and looked at the Saber Wielding Martial Cultivator again, not only did he not feel any danger from it, but he also felt no danger from it. Furthermore, Qin Ming had a feeling that he could kill his opponent.    

"This is..." Everyone looked behind Qin Ming.    

Their mouths were wide open in disbelief.    

Although Qin Ming's transformation looked terrifying and imposing, it was nothing compared to the shadow behind him.    

The shadow behind him was lifelike. It was a huge bird with raging flames on its body. It was looking down at everyone present.    

Of course, everyone knew that this huge bird was an illusion. It was just a manifestation of Qin Ming's bloodline power. It wouldn't have any consciousness.    

However, from this phantom image, the Martial Cultivator could tell that it was noble, and it disdained the Martial Cultivator.    

This kind of nobility was born naturally, and it was inviolable.    

"Azure Luan!" The sword-wielding Martial Cultivator cried out in fear, as if it had seen the most terrifying monster in the world. Its eyes were wide open, and its eyeballs bulged out. It turned around and ran without even looking back.    

The other Martial Cultivator from the Langyuan Tribe were all scared out of their wits when they saw their boss. How could they not know? This young man in front of them who came out of nowhere... He was not someone they could afford to offend.    

Although they were reluctant to part with the black stone on the ground, they followed their boss and hurriedly left.