Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Sometimes, it's not that the more there are, the stronger the overall strength."    

"No matter how much trash there is, when piled together, it's still trash."    

Hearing Qin Ming's words, the Martial Cultivator beside him felt as if they had a backbone, and their spirits relaxed a little.    

Even Qin Ming, who was only at the Flood Dragon Realm, was not afraid at all. What was there to worry about?    

"Stubborn fool." The leader of the Poison Devils led the Poison Devils forward. His weapon stood in front of him, and he walked in a neat and uniform manner. He unleashed the imposing manner of a large group of people, and once again pressed down on everyone.    

More than a hundred people were in a dark mass, causing the twenty or so people beside Qin Ming to look extremely thin.    

After being pressed down by them like this, the morale of everyone who had just risen once again showed signs of collapsing.    

"Qin Ming, you will definitely die today. No one will be able to save you." The leader, the middle-aged Poison Demon, had a fierce expression as he looked at Qin Ming and said, "When the battle starts later, the others will block the way, and you will be my only target."    

"We have more than a hundred people. The initiative of this battle is firmly grasped by us."    

"When the time comes, I will not choose any means to approach you. I will personally twist your neck, and no one will be able to save you."    

Hearing the middle-aged Poison Demon's arrogant words, xia Fang was extremely worried.    

Although this Poison Demon was very arrogant, what he said made sense.    

It might be very difficult to kill over a hundred people in a short period of time to kill the twenty-one peak Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, but it was still very easy to stall them.    

Once the chaotic battle started, he had no way to protect Qin Ming at all.    

What should he do if the enemy took advantage of the chaos and charged straight at Qin Ming?    

The other party had already said that there was no one that he had to protect in the Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator.    

But they were different. There was a Qin Ming whose strength was only at the Flood Dragon Realm. This was their weakness.    

It was very likely that there would be a conflict between the two sides. Qin Ming would be injured by the aftershocks of their battle, let alone facing a peak Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator head on.    

If Xia Fang could think of this, the other Martial Cultivator would naturally also be aware of this problem.    

After they entered the tower, Qin Ming had never participated in the battle. Instead, he had been providing pill and directing them.    

Normally, they would not be able to tell what was going on. With the protection of twenty-one Dragon Realm experts, Qin Ming's safety would not be a problem.    

However, it was different now. They were surrounded by more than a hundred Dragon Realm Poison Devils. When the time came for a chaotic battle, no one would be able to take care of themselves. It was very likely that the group would be separated. At that time, wouldn't Qin Ming die without a doubt?    

At this moment, most of the Poison Devils were laughing. Their faces were full of confidence.    

The leader, the middle-aged Poison Devil, said: "How about this, we won't gain anything even if we fight with our lives on the line."    

"This is the Illusionary Mystic Realm, and there are countless treasures here. There's no need for us to fight to the death just for the treasures on your bodies."    

"If we have the time, won't we be able to find more treasures after searching this place?"    

"As long as you hand Qin Ming over to me, we will turn our conflict into a pact and discard our past grudges. How about it?"    

Hearing this, xia Fang raised his eyebrows. "Nothing much!"    

"Stop sowing discord here. Even if we all die here, we won't compromise, much less give up on our own teammates."