Alchemy & Martial Supreme

This attack accurately struck the Poison Demon's Sacred Blood in his hand.    

At the same time, the Poison Devil's Sacred Blood let out a blood-curdling scream that sounded like an Origin Beast, causing Qin Ming, who was attacking, to be filled with shock.    

It wasn't that the Poisonous Demon Saint Blood had blocked the Nether Fire's attack. On the contrary, because it was a deliberate attack, Qin Ming was fully prepared for it.    

He wouldn't let the saint blood escape this time.    

Therefore, his attack was aimed at the center of the poison, and it swept back and forth to ensure that nothing would go wrong.    

Indeed, the Poison Devil Saint Blood wasn't able to block the Nether Fire, and it was also instantly struck by the Nether Fire, causing a huge hole to appear in it, and burning it up.    

However, it let out a blood-curdling scream that sounded like an Origin Beast, giving him a fright.    

This Poison Devil Saint Blood was a treasure of the saint beast level. This Qin Ming was well aware of it.    

However, a treasure of the saint beast level was only a treasure. How could he let out a blood-curdling scream?    

Wasn't life the only thing that could let out a miserable cry?    

No matter how high the level of the treasure was, it was still an inanimate object.    

In an instant, Qin Ming's expression turned serious. This Poison Devil Saint Blood might not be as simple as he had imagined. It would only be a disaster if it was kept.    

Judging from its performance, it was very likely that it was even more threatening than the Devil Ancestor.    

Initially, he planned to use the Nether Fire to attack the Devil Ancestor at lightning speed after completely destroying it.    

But now, Qin Ming had given up. The most important thing was to destroy the Poison Devil Saint Blood. In order to ensure that nothing would go wrong, he didn't plan to attack the Devil Ancestor.    

Otherwise, with such a good opportunity, if the Devil Ancestor's mind failed, he might very well be killed by the Nether Fire.    

But Qin Ming knew that even if he killed the Devil Ancestor... The Poison Demon Faction would also have another Demon Ancestor. Thus, the Poison Demon Faction would not become a pile of loose sand because of this.    

Perhaps the new Demon Ancestor wasn't as strong as this one. However, Qin Ming felt that the one that the Poison Demon Faction couldn't deal with wasn't the Demon Ancestor. It was the thirty thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils.    

If it wasn't for the thirty thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils, Qin Ming had absolute confidence that he could defeat the Devil Ancestor.    

Qin Ming's eyes were fixed on the Poison Devil's Saint Blood, trying to guess what it was. He carefully observed it to prevent any unusual changes.    

The Nether Fire kept attacking. The small Poisonous Demon Saint Blood was ignited with raging flames.    

The Demon Ancestor looked at the Poison Demon Saint Blood that was riddled with holes in his hand. His eyes were unprecedentedly red, and his face was twisted. It was even more terrifying than his expression just now.    

The temperature of the Nether Fire was very high. Even though Qin Ming didn't have any intention of attacking him, the Nether Fire didn't hit him directly. However, the extremely hot Nether Fire still burned his hand when he held the Poison Devil Saint Blood.    

He couldn't feel any pain. Compared to the pain in his heart, this pain was nothing. It was completely covered up.    

"Qin Ming!" The Devil Ancestor let out a shrill roar. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked to the right.    

All the nearby Dragon Realm Poison Devils reacted. A portion of the Dragon Realm Poison Devils appeared beside the Demon Ancestor with the fastest speed possible. They looked around cautiously.    

A portion of the Dragon Realm Poison Demons... They flew towards Qin Ming and were about to surround him in an instant.    

"Run!" Qin Ming did not look at the result of his attack. When the Dragon Realm Poison Devils were flying towards him, he, who had been prepared for this, instantly used the Minute Shift Steps to flee into the distance.    

"That's Qin Ming. Don't let him escape." One of the Dragon Realm Poison Devils roared and chased after Qin Ming with a solemn expression.    

Just now, the Devil Ancestor had also shouted out the identity of the person who ambushed them, and they had confirmed what the Devil Ancestor had said.