Alchemy & Martial Supreme

That was why he said these words to dispel the worries in Qin Ming's heart.    

These words were sincere. As long as Qin Ming joined the Poison Devil Sect, he was willing to spend some time to help Qin Ming find his small world.    

With Qin Ming, even without the Skydragon World as his foundation, he believed that he would be able to rise in the Supreme World.    

The Skydragon World wasn't really that important. There were many worlds like the Skydragon World. If he didn't conquer the Skydragon World, he would be able to conquer other worlds.    

With Qin Ming, he would be able to establish a power in the Supreme World.    

At that time, he would just let Qin Ming do whatever he wanted through his own power.    

After joining Poison Demon, Qin Ming would wholeheartedly work for Poison Demon.    

"You didn't defeat me." Qin Ming rubbed the injured part of his body and circulated the Origin Qi in his body. With a slight shift, he instantly approached the Demon Ancestor and suddenly attacked him.    

This punch came very suddenly.    

The two of them were very close. The Demon Ancestor thought that Qin Ming would take advantage of this short period of time to recover from his injuries.    

However, he didn't expect that Qin Ming would actually launch an attack that was out of the ordinary.    

Could it be that Qin Ming didn't have a shred of fear in his heart after the series of attacks just now?    

This punch was too sudden. The Devil Ancestor could only take it head on. He didn't have the time to counterattack.    

"Bang!"    

The fist struck the Devil Ancestor's blade, causing flames to shoot out in all directions. Qin Ming did not stop at all. Gritting his teeth, he continued to attack the Devil Ancestor from the same spot.    

The flames split into two, covering both of his fists.    

The continuous attacks caused the flames to become stronger and stronger.    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

One punch after another. Qin Ming didn't care about anything else. He didn't care about the Devil Ancestor's attacks. He closed his eyes and used all of his strength to fiercely attack.    

Either the Devil Ancestor died, or he died.    

The Devil Ancestor must die!    

"ARGH!" Qin Ming howled. It had already been twenty punches, but he still hadn't stopped. It was as if he was going to use all of his strength on the Demon Ancestor.    

After taking the twenty punches head on, the expression of the Demon Ancestor didn't change at all.    

Although he couldn't fight back and could only deal with them tirelessly, his physique had improved a lot after merging with the Poison Devil Saint Blood.    

In addition, he used a heavy weapon saber, unlike Qin Ming's fist. When he blocked the attack, the rebound force was not as strong as his fist.    

However, after receiving thirty punches from Qin Ming, the expression of the Devil Ancestor changed.    

When he saw that Qin Ming still had no intention of stopping, the devil ancestor panicked.    

Qin Ming's face was covered with blood. It was coming from his nostrils, ears, and eyes.    

It was obvious that... Therefore, if he used it forcefully, it would put a huge burden on his body.    

If Qin Ming squeezed his body like this, it would damage the foundation of his body.    

Qin Ming was attacking with all his might, not caring about the future.    

Furthermore, this kind of attack was not something that could be used just because he wanted to.    

Even if a normal Martial Cultivator wanted to damage the foundation of the body, it would not be able to display extraordinary strength.    

This required an extremely powerful control over the body, as well as the Martial Cultivator to be in an extremely furious state.    

Looking at Qin Ming's expression, it was obvious that he was extremely angry right now. The Qi on his body was filled with killing intent.    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Fifty punches continuously landed on the blade. The hand of the Demon Ancestor, which was holding the blade, began to tremble slightly, and the blade let out a painful cry.