Alchemy & Martial Supreme

He would die on the battlefield, even if he had to drag one of the Poison Devils along with him.    

Qin Ming rushed forward. The ones who were faster than him were the poisonous demons.    

The poisonous devil at the front took the initiative to attack first. A stick had already smashed into Qin Ming's broken body, causing him to gulp down blood. His body couldn't stop falling.    

Qin Ming clenched his fist tightly. There was no way for him to swing it out.    

He was too tired, and his injuries were too severe. He wasn't a match for the Poison Devils at all.    

"Am I going to die?"    

As he flew backwards, Qin Ming looked at the Poison Devils who were chasing after him. His eyes were filled with longing for this world.    

In the midst of the Poison Devils, there was no way he could survive.    

At the moment of death, there was no Poison Devil in Qin Ming's eyes. He thought of the small world, Qin Qing, his family and friends.    

"Bang!"    

With the sound of falling into the water, Qin Ming fell into the blue water. In an instant, everything in front of him turned blue.    

This was the liquid that sealed the Poison Devil's Saint Blood.    

Through the water, Qin Ming saw countless Poison Devils chasing after him.    

They wanted to see him dead, but they wanted to see his corpse alive. Obviously, they wanted to take his head off with their own hands and shred him into pieces.    

"Puchi..."    

Sounds of falling water could be heard. Qin Ming was waiting for these Poison Devils to chase after him and give him a final blow.    

Unexpectedly, the Poison Devils turned into ice the moment they fell into the water.    

An entire block of ice.    

The Poison Demons stared, unmoving. The moment they came into contact with the water, they turned into corpses.    

"Stop!"    

The countless charging poison demons suddenly came to a stop.    

The Poison Demons in front of them had all turned into corpses, and there were already over eighty of them whose hearts were frozen.    

Looking at the corpses, the Poison Demons sucked in a breath of cold air.    

The Demon Ancestor flew up with a frown. In his hand was the black heart like Poison Demon's Sacred Blood.    

He looked at the water, but he could no longer see Qin Ming's body. He could only see some Poison Devil corpses floating in the water.    

There were also some corpses at the bottom of the water. Because of the color of the water, he could not see them clearly.    

However, he could guess that all the Poison Devils that entered were dead.    

The Demon Ancestor's eyes were filled with heartache. However, it wasn't because he felt heartache for these dead Poison Demons, but rather because of the Poison Demon Saint Blood in his hands.    

"The peak of the Saint Beast grade Poison Devil's Saint Blood was attacked by Qin Ming once. Its remaining power can only barely reach the Saint Beast grade."    

"Fortunately, it hasn't fallen below the level of a holy beast. If it falls, it won't be of any use to my subordinates."    

The Saint Blood of a peak True Dragon was also very powerful, but it couldn't increase the strength of his subordinates.    

Moreover, this saint blood had already been absorbed for countless years, and most of its energy couldn't be fused into the Martial Cultivator's body anymore.    

If it couldn't increase the strength of its subordinate, and also couldn't fuse with the Dao body to increase its bloodline, then it would be a piece of trash.    

"What kind of attack did Qin Ming use to make the saint blood fall to the ground? Why did it cause a big hole to appear in the saint blood?" He looked at the liquid below. The devil ancestor's heart was filled with doubt and puzzlement.    

To destroy a Saint Beast level saint blood, one had to be at least at the True Dragon Realm.    

And this Saint Beast level Saint Blood was not only at the Saint Beast level, but also at the peak of the Saint Beast level.    

Even if the holy beast level holy blood fell down now, he still could not destroy it.    

But Qin Ming could.    

He had never seen those pitch-black eyes before. They were too terrifying.    

If that attack was aimed at him just now, then even if his strength was outstanding, he would still die without a doubt.