Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Furthermore, although the Cloud City Alliance had defeated one of the Poison Demon Faction's troops, they had also suffered losses.    

As such, the Cloud City Alliance was most likely hiding somewhere to recuperate. Hence, wanting the Cloud City Alliance to save them was simply a pipe dream.    

However, in the entire Skydragon World, apart from the Cloud City Alliance, they could not think of a second faction that could fight against the Poisonous Demon Faction.    

Therefore, even though they knew that the Cloud City Alliance couldn't possibly be in the Exorcist City, they still helplessly prayed.    

"Haha... How could the Cloud City Alliance be here just now? All of you can go to hell in peace. I will give your corpses to the Demon Ancestor!" Looking at the despairing appearance of the Martial Cultivator below, the Ching Eagle laughed loudly.    

The other Poison Demons also revealed cruel smiles. The weapons in their hands were already prepared to drink blood.    

"Help! I don't want to die yet!" Helplessly crying out, a Martial Cultivator shouted as it desperately ran away. However, even though the Exorcist City was large, there was no place for it to hide.    

"Mommy, I don't want to die. I haven't reached the Dragon Realm yet. I don't want to die!" A Martial Cultivator knelt on the ground, its mouth filled with terror as it spoke nonsense.    

"Wuwuwu..." The child's crying and other chaotic voices joined together.    

The entire Exorcist City seemed to be screaming, silently crying.    

On the contrary, the Poison Demon forces were laughing maniacally, and they were about to start a killing feast.    

"Die, die, all of you go to hell!"    

"You have occupied the Skydragon World for a very long time. Now, you should give it to us, and let us have it forever." The Ching Eagle raised its weapon and rushed towards a peak Flood Dragon Martial Cultivator below.    

The Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator in the entire Exorcist City had already left.    

Most of the Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator had also left. This Peak Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator was one of the few that remained in the Exorcist City.    

Looking at the Poison Demon descending from the sky, the peak Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator tightly gripped its curved blade as it looked at the sky with a fierce gaze.    

Although he knew that his opponent's attack would kill him without a doubt, and his attack would not cause any harm to his opponent, he still chose to resist.    

Even if he knew that he would die, he still chose to resist.    

"Peng!"    

The loud sound of weapons colliding was deafening. The Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator was surprised to find that he was not dead.    

It turned out that there was a Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator blocking in front of him. The peak stage Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator looked at the Martial Cultivator and exclaimed, "Cloud City Alliance!"    

He recognized the Cloud City Alliance's uniform. This was indeed the Cloud City Alliance's Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator.    

At the same time, a large number of Cloud City Alliance's Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator appeared from all directions, surrounding the Poison Demon team.    

When the Ching Eagle saw that someone could block its attack, it thought to itself, not good.    

Now that it looked around, it knew it was true. The Cloud City Alliance had long been lying in ambush in the Exorcist City, waiting for him to walk right into their trap.    

The Ching Eagle immediately took out the seal on its waist, wanting to ask for help from the other teams.    

However, he saw Qin Ming staring at him firmly in the sky.    

The Ching Eagle knew that even if he used the seal now, it would not be effective. Qin Ming would definitely stop him.    

When the Poison Demon Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator saw that the situation had changed, it immediately gathered around the Ching Eagle and formed a circle around it. It looked around nervously.    

At the same time, their attention was placed on the Ching Eagle, waiting for his orders at any time.    

The Ching Eagle, on the other hand, did not know what to do. The space between his eyebrows jumped, and he asked his trusted aide beside him, "What should we do?"