Alchemy & Martial Supreme

He was referring to Mi Fufeng.    

Mi Jue thought for a while and nodded with uncertainty. "I think so."    

At that moment, the Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator outside saw that everyone had entered and also tried to walk in.    

However, as soon as it took a step in, it dropped to its knees and could no longer move forward.    

It was at this point that a flame suddenly appeared off in the distance, along with the image of a red bird.    

Qin Ming turned his head and looked at the bird.    

He saw that the shadow of the bird in the distance was extremely colorful and beautiful. Its aura was astonishing, even if it was the strongest Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator. Even the King Dragon Rank Origin Beast was far inferior to its aura.    

"This is formed from the blood left behind by a peerless expert after his death."    

"It's already so strong. Then how powerful was that peerless expert back then?"    

"It seems like the stronger the Martial Cultivator is, the more powerful their blood will be?"    

Qin Ming deduced in his heart.    

They had seen another drop of saint blood, but the feeling it gave Qin Ming was... He's far inferior to the holy blood in front of him.    

The saint blood they saw earlier was gentle, and Qin Ming didn't feel any resistance after entering it.    

It had consciousness, but its consciousness was very weak.    

Unlike the shadow in front of it, Qin Ming could feel its consciousness.    

"It is formed from blood. Then where is the blood?" Qin Ming looked at the saint blood from top to bottom. In the center of the blood, he saw a bright red liquid flowing.    

"This should be the saint blood." The reason why he was so sure was that Qin Ming could feel that the source of the opponent's power came from it.    

"But why do I have a feeling that it is afraid of me?"    

For no reason, Qin Ming had such a feeling in his heart.    

It was as if it was afraid that he would get close to it.    

However, after thinking about it, he realized that it shouldn't be like this.    

He was only a Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator. He couldn't even defeat a Dragon Realm Poison Demon at the side.    

And it could suppress a Dragon Realm Poison Demon just by relying on its aura and inexplicable strength. Then wouldn't it be even simpler to deal with him?    

Why was he afraid of him?    

Was it an illusion?    

Qin Ming was sure that this was not an illusion.    

"Ah!" On the other side, the Dragon Grade Poison Devil let out a miserable cry. He stood up and looked at Qin Ming and the other two with bloodshot eyes.    

He didn't want to leave, and he couldn't leave either. He had to kill these three people.    

It was just a mere holy blood. He wasn't afraid.    

"Chirp..." Qin Ming felt the entire space tremble, and a fiery red shadow appeared in front of the Dragon Grade Poison Devil.    

Its entire body was formed from fire, as if it was the image of a phoenix.    

Qin Ming looked at the saint blood. Sure enough, the image of the phoenix had become much smaller.    

While he was observing the phantom of the phoenix, the fiery red shadow had already launched an attack at the Dragon-level Poison Demon.    

The Dragon Poison Demon did not back down at all and pulled out the longsword at its waist. It slashed wildly at the phantom image.    

He could feel the Dao on his sword with every move and stance.    

"Dao of Poison!" When the long sword of the Poison Demon Martial Cultivator struck the ground, a sizzling sound could be heard. A pitch-black hole was instantly corroded into the ground.    

"Poison?"    

Qin Ming took out the perfect Detoxification Pill and handed it to Mi Bei and the Rice Baron.    

They quickly swallowed it and watched the illusionary shadow and the Dragon Realm Poison Demon fight with full concentration.    

This illusionary shadow clearly did not have any physical form, but the attack it released collided with the Dragon Realm Poison Demon's long sword.