Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"I estimate that even if the Cloud City Alliance can delay for two months, they won't be able to defeat the Poison Demon forces with many Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator."    

Qin Ming's eyes were fixed on the Poisonous Demon Saint Blood. He was thinking about how to destroy it completely.    

There was only one way to crack the plan of the Devil Ancestor, and that was to completely destroy the Poisonous Demon Saint Blood.    

However, the Poison Devil Saint Blood was extremely precious, and the Devil Ancestor would never let go of it.    

Qin Ming estimated that the Devil Ancestor would most likely choose the Poison Devil's Saint Blood between his life and the Poison Devil's Saint Blood.    

Humans would die for wealth, birds would die for food. The Poison Devil Saint Blood was enough to make the Devil Ancestor pay with his life.    

Furthermore, there were two thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils here. It was impossible for them to rush over and snatch the Poison Devil's Saint Blood.    

"I have it. I can use the Nether Fire to attack." Qin Ming suddenly had a thought.    

The Poison Devil's saint blood was a treasure of the saint beast level. Even if he snatched it away, there was no way he could destroy it other than using the Nether Fire.    

"The Demon Ancestor is currently in a daze. He probably won't be able to sense the danger around him at all."    

"If I were to use the Nether Fire to attack, the Demon Ancestor might not be able to react in time."    

Under the circumstances where the Demon Ancestor was still conscious, Qin Ming would definitely not dare to act so recklessly.    

Although the Nether Fire's attack was powerful, its speed was too slow. The Demon Ancestor could easily dodge it.    

But now, it was different. Although he did not know what had happened, the pained expression of the Demon Ancestor did not seem to be fake.    

"It shouldn't be a trap." Qin Ming's eyes were fixed on the devil ancestor. He saw that the veins on his forehead had turned bright red.    

The black mist that was shrouding his body had also completely dispersed.    

He could pretend to be in pain, but the Devil Ancestor would never be able to control his body to such a degree and act so realistically.    

After confirming in his heart that the Devil Ancestor wasn't acting for him to see, Qin Ming calmed his heart down and quietly waited for an opportunity.    

He wasn't in a hurry to attack. Judging from the devil ancestor's expression, it was obvious that he wouldn't wake up immediately.    

He only had one chance to attack. Regardless of whether he succeeded or failed, he had to retreat.    

In fact, if he were to escape too late, he would be in danger.    

Once he was surrounded by two thousand Dragon Realm Poison Devils, even if he was a Saint Blood Martial Cultivator, he would have no way of escaping other than transforming.    

However, once he transformed, he would probably have to lie in bed for half a year.    

Transformation consumed the potential of the body, not the injuries. Therefore, the Perfect Dragon Rank Healing pill had no effect at all.    

After lying down for half a year, he estimated that he wouldn't need the blood of the Poison Devil. The Evil Ancestor would be able to lead the forces of the Poison Devil and occupy the Skydragon World with ease.    

Qin Ming knew very well that only the Cloud City Alliance could fight against the Poison Devil Sect in the Skydragon World.    

As for the Martial Cultivator of the Cloud City Alliance, they were proud and arrogant, and didn't listen to the orders of others.    

Once he did not show himself for a long time, the Cloud City Alliance would probably abandon him.    

Therefore, he could not transform. Once he did, even if he destroyed the Poison Demon's holy blood, it would be meaningless.    

"I didn't plan to attack, but it's such a good opportunity. It would be a pity to miss it." Two thousand Poison Demons here was truly not a good time to make a move.    

If there was any other way, Qin Ming wouldn't choose to take the risk now.    

He was too close to these two thousand Poison Devils.    

Because of the dark sky, he had to stand closer to see them.    

Qin Ming didn't know if there was any Poison Devil amongst these Poison Devils that could surpass him in speed. Even if there was only one Poison Devil that was faster than him, he might still be left behind.