Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Poison Devil had gone mad, and Qin Ming had gone mad as well.    

The Dao of Wind had reached the Late Dragon Realm, and the power of the Dao of Wind and Fire was incomparable to the past. Even if he only used a little bit of the Dao of Wind and Fire, it would still be enough to kill the Poison Devil.    

If it wasn't for the restriction of physical strength, Qin Ming could continue killing like this.    

"However, in the end, his physical strength was not enough. His body was getting more and more exhausted. The speed of killing the Poison Demon was also getting slower and slower. The injuries on his body also gradually increased.    

"I can't take it anymore!" Seeing that Poison Demon's scarlet eyes were still charging forward without reducing in number, Qin Ming panted heavily.    

He could no longer feel the pain from the injuries on his body. He breathed desperately, wishing he could suck all the air into his lungs.    

"Try harder!" Seeing that Qin Ming was about to die, the Demon Ancestor was extremely excited as he shouted.    

All the Poison Devils knew that Qin Ming had reached a critical moment. They might be able to kill him as long as they put in more effort.    

Right at this moment, an unprecedentedly fierce aura burst out from Qin Ming's body.    

All the Poison Devils, even the Poison Devils who had gone crazy from killing, regained their senses at this moment and looked at Qin Ming in fear.    

Qin Ming's eyes were red, and his body was covered with scales. A tail as thick as two thighs had sharp barbs on it, and a horn as thick as a thumb was on his forehead.    

His entire body was covered with scales. A Dragon Realm Poison Devil thought that this was a great opportunity, and took the opportunity to sneak attack Qin Ming from behind. However, it was as if Qin Ming had eyes on his back, and his thick tail swept across. The sharp wind carried flesh and blood as it flew.    

The Poison Devil who sneaked attack was cut in half at the waist. Blood splashed onto the ground, making it look dazzling.    

"Ao..." Opening his mouth, Qin Ming roared towards the sky. He was like an ancient vicious beast that had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years. His roar was filled with brutality.    

At the same time, a killing intent that seemed to have materialized spread out from Qin Ming's body and covered all of the Poison Devils.    

Fierce!    

This was everyone's first reaction. Fear was the second reaction that arose from the bottom of their hearts.    

The Poison Devils couldn't help but silently retreat. That heart-stirring reward from the Demon Ancestor had long been tossed to the back of their minds.    

"This... Is this the appearance of Qin Ming after his transformation?" The Devil Ancestor pointed at Qin Ming and swallowed his saliva in disbelief.    

Of course, he knew that Qin Ming could transform. As long as it was a Saint Blood Martial Cultivator and his strength reached the Dragon Realm, he could transform.    

But he never thought that after Qin Ming transformed, he would be so... beautiful!    

That's right. In the eyes of the Devil Ancestor, Qin Ming was just too perfect.    

Those barbs... Those scales that emitted a metallic luster... That extremely ferocious aura... Not a single one of them showed how powerful they were.    

After transforming, there was no need to even try. The Demon Ancestor knew that it was definitely filled with power.    

This was something that he could only dream of.    

If he could transform into such a state after advancing to the True Dragon Realm, he would be able to wake up laughing even in his dreams.    

"How could he have completely changed his appearance? How could he not recognize me and transform so thoroughly?" The Devil Ancestor shouted in his heart. His mouth was wide open, and all of his attention was focused on Qin Ming.    

If he hadn't witnessed Qin Ming's transformation with his own eyes, he wouldn't have thought that the ferocious beast in front of him was Qin Ming.    

He had seen the transformation of the Saint Blood Martial Cultivator, but it wouldn't have become so complete.    

The more thorough the transformation was, the more extraordinary Qin Ming's bloodline was.    

"The stronger the Martial Cultivator is, the purer the bloodline. The more complete the transformation will be." When the Devil Ancestor thought of the records in an ancient book, his heart trembled.