Alchemy & Martial Supreme

For some reason, the Dragon Grade Poison Devil behind them started to chase after them with all its might.    

Because of this, Qin Ming could only use his weight control more frequently and consume more of the Dao of Earth.    

He didn't encounter any Dragon Grade Origin Beast on the way, but he did encounter a Flood Dragon Grade Origin Beast.    

Unfortunately, after the Flood Dragon Grade Origin Beast sensed the aura of the Dragon Realm Poison Devil, it fled in panic.    

It made him want to use it to slightly block the Dragon Grade Poison Demon behind him, but before he could do so, his plan failed.    

Helplessly, Qin Ming and the other two ran away desperately, hoping that there would be an Origin Beast guarding the saint blood.    

Finally, after an unknown period of time, just as Qin Ming thought that he had to transform in order to escape the pursuit, they finally arrived.    

There was indeed a saint blood here, and it was emitting a faint halo. One look and one could tell that it was not ordinary.    

There were also other Martial Cultivator here, and they were looking at the map directly.    

It was a Divine Blood Martial Cultivator that wore a white short-sleeved shirt and held a long staff in its hand.    

He tried to probe from the side, but he did not dare to go too deep. It seemed like there was something terrifying inside.    

The Dragon Grade Poison Devil had been chasing them from behind. Without any time to think, Qin Ming and the other two rushed in.    

"You think too much by using the saint blood to avoid my pursuit. We, the Poison Devil Martial Cultivator, will not cause the saint blood to become hostile towards us." The Dragon Rank Poison Demon sneered in his heart and rushed in without hesitation.    

Boom!    

The moment it charged in, it felt as though someone had hammered its head with a hammer, causing it to be momentarily stunned.    

Poison Demons would not cause a Saint Blood attack, and they would not be able to absorb the Saint Blood's energy either.    

Why was he feeling so uncomfortable? Could it be that this drop of Saint Blood was very special?    

On the other side, when Qin Ming rushed in, he immediately felt his blood boiling, as if something was going to rush out of his blood.    

He tried his best to suppress it, only then did his blood cool down.    

"Do you guys have any strange feeling?" Qin Ming asked with concern. He was most worried about Mi Bei because her strength was only at the Snake Realm.    

Mi Bei shook her head. "I don't feel anything."    

"Neither do I." Baron Mi asked curiously, "What kind of strange feeling do you have?"    

Qin Ming thought for a while and said, "I feel like my blood is boiling, as if I am not welcome here."    

Everyone looked at the Dragon Realm Poison Devil who was chasing after them. They saw him clutching his head and kneeling on the ground, struggling with all his might.    

"No, I must go in. If they stay inside and don't come out until the end of the illusionary realm, won't all my efforts be in vain?"    

"My Perfect Pills and my rewards are all gone!"    

The Dragon Rank Poison Demon was very unwilling in his heart. He desperately resisted the headache.    

He knew that once he retreated, he would never have the chance to enter again.    

"No matter how powerful the holy blood is, it's still just an inanimate object." He tried his best to cheer himself up. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Qin Ming.    

"What's going on? Why are they fine?"    

"Don't tell me they are Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator?"    

"But my blood is also noble and extraordinary, not inferior to the Saint Blood. Why can't I? "    

He knew that all three of them were saint blood Martial Cultivator.    

If it wasn't for the Saint Blood Martial Cultivator, they definitely wouldn't have such strength.    

However, he couldn't figure out why they could stand here so easily.    

In fact, Qin Ming wasn't relaxed at all. He wanted to suppress the boiling blood, and it would consume a lot of his energy and spirit.    

However, on the surface, he looked as if nothing had happened.