Alchemy & Martial Supreme

However, why didn't the Devil Ancestor recover to its former state after the Poison Devil Saint Blood was destroyed?    

Although he had defeated the Devil Ancestor several times, in Qin Ming's heart, the selfish Devil Ancestor was a dangerous figure. If he could kill him in Skydragon World, he would try his best to kill him in Skydragon World.    

"If I don't kill the devil ancestor, with his abilities, I'm sure he will be able to break through to the Dragon Realm."    

"At that time, he might bring my information to the Supreme World. It would be fine if no one believed me, but if someone did. Then my ability to refine a perfect Dragon Grade pill, as well as my ability to use the Nether Fire to break through the formation, will definitely be known by others. "    

"In the Skydragon World, my martial strength has reached the peak, and with the Cloud City Alliance, I'm not afraid of anyone who harbors ill intentions coveting me. In the Supreme World, there are many Martial Cultivator that are stronger than me. If they know about this information, will they want to snatch it away?" Qin Ming felt somewhat uneasy.    

If possible, Qin Ming would choose to hide his secret.    

But before this, he almost lost his life. In order to deal with Poison Demon, he had no other choice.    

The reason why he had to kill the Demon Ancestor was to keep this a secret, as well as for the Spring of Inheritance.    

As long as he could gain a firm foothold in the Supreme World, he was not afraid that this secret would be revealed to the public.    

If it was a nobody, then perhaps everyone would dare to have designs on him. However, once he had a certain amount of strength, there would definitely be fewer people who would dare to covet him.    

"There will definitely be danger ahead. Don't be stingy with the pill in your hands. As long as you are injured, you can use the Perfect Dragon Grade pill to heal your injuries." Qin Ming instructed.    

When they heard Qin Ming's order, most of the Martial Cultivator felt uneasy, but at the same time, they also felt at ease.    

The quality of the pill in their arms had reached perfection, and it was a dragon grade pill. As long as they weren't instantly killed by the Poison Demon, they would be able to protect their lives.    

With this, even if there was a trap in front of them, they might still be able to break through it.    

"Let's go." Qin Ming waved his hand and flew towards the palace in the middle of the lake with his Martial Cultivator.    

The further they went, the colder the air became. Even if they were surrounded by Origin Qi, they couldn't isolate the cold.    

This was obviously not the cold in nature, it could penetrate the soul.    

Inside the palace, the Demon Ancestor looked at the approaching army with a solemn expression.    

Was it finally here?    

In fact, he didn't wish for Qin Ming to come in. If Qin Ming could force him to retreat and break through to the True Dragon Realm, then the Poisonous Demon Sect would be destroyed.    

However, it was obvious that Qin Ming didn't intend to let him go.    

In that case, he could only choose to fight with his life on the line. Although he was very nervous facing Qin Ming, the Devil Ancestor still forced himself to calm down.    

However, the other Poison Devils couldn't do it. When they saw Qin Ming standing at the front, their legs couldn't help but tremble.    

The shadow of a man's famous tree... Qin Ming's prestige wasn't because of the Cloud City Alliance, but because he had killed countless Poison Devils.    

Countless poison devils in the Dragon Realm had died in Qin Ming's hands. Many people had even seen Qin Ming's bloody massacre. How could it not be terrifying to fight him face to face?    

"Calm down. There's nothing for Qin Ming to be afraid of. He almost died in my hands more than once. He was lucky enough to escape."    

"This time, I have set up many traps. It's fine for him to come in. As long as he dares to come in, he will die for sure!" The Devil Ancestor comforted his subordinates and made them cheer up. They could not allow Qin Ming to become a soft shrimp just by looking at him.