Alchemy & Martial Supreme

When he attacked just now, he carried an extremely powerful Dao.    

Now, there was actually a completely different Dao appearing, and it was so powerful that it directly grabbed him from the sky.    

Just how powerful was this young man's talent and talent?    

He had never encountered a Martial Cultivator that could master two Dao at the same time, and this also showed the importance of this person in front of him.    

The Black Sleeve Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator hesitated. Should he chase after those two, or should he stay behind and kill the young man in front of him?    

"If I kill him, those two little fellows will definitely escape."    

"If I chase after them, then it's very obvious that he will also chase after them."    

"Even if I have an impression of this Dao, my speed is still not something those two Martial Cultivator can compare with."    

"I will chase after him now. If the young man in front of me gives up and turns around to escape, I will follow him and chase after him."    

The Black Sleeve Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator had regarded Qin Ming as its main target.    

However, he was a bit greedy. He wanted to kill the two men who had just escaped, and also wanted to kill Qin Ming.    

Therefore, he thought of a way.    

If the young man behind him followed him, he could kill all three of them at the same time.    

If he didn't follow them, then he would give up on those two Martial Cultivator and turn his head to kill this young Martial Cultivator.    

In any case, it wouldn't be a loss for either of them. It was much better than killing this young man alone.    

The black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator got up and chased after Mi Bei and Mi Jue once again.    

"Damn it, I am not familiar with using my Imperial Censure and its power is not strong either. It can still be effective against heavier Origin Beast."    

"However, when it comes to dealing with Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, it can only slow down his speed."    

"But Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator's speed is really too fast. Even if I slow down, I can't stop him from catching up to Mi Bei and Mi Jue."    

Qin Ming was helpless. He could only use all his strength to ride the weight while flying at a low altitude.    

Right now, he hoped to encounter a Dragon Realm Origin Beast. If that was the case, with the Dragon Realm Origin Beast blocking him, it was very likely that he would be able to block the Poison Demon.    

Unfortunately, there was no Dragon Realm Origin Beast along the way. This black long-sleeved Poison Demon Martial Cultivator easily caught up to Mi Bei and Mi Jue.    

Mi Jue felt bitter in his heart when he saw the Poison Demon chasing after him.    

His speed was very fast, but if he had to bring someone along, his speed would be reduced by at least 30%.    

If it was compared to an ordinary Martial Cultivator, even if it was reduced by thirty percent, he would still be able to easily surpass it. However, compared to him, it was a Dragon Grade Martial Cultivator.    

Even if it was a Dragon Grade Martial Cultivator whose speed had been reduced by Qin Ming, he still could not compare to it.    

"This is too depressing. If I wasn't a Saint Blood Martial Cultivator, perhaps I would have already reached the Dragon Realm."    

Mi Jue felt helpless in his heart.    

"Big brother, put me down. With your speed, with Qin Ming blocking you, you will definitely be able to escape." Seeing the black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator behind her, Mi Bei gritted her teeth and said to Mi Jue.    

She did not wish for the three of them to die here.    

It was all her fault for not being able to live up to expectations. Her current strength was only at the Snake Realm. If she were to reach the Flood Dragon Realm like her brother, his speed would definitely not be slower than her brother's.    

Coupled with Qin Ming's help, it should not be a problem to shake off this Poison Demon.    

It was all because of him that he had put his brother and Qin Ming in danger.    

Being a burden to the two of them time and time again, Mi Bei's heart was filled with guilt.    

"What nonsense are you saying? Even if I die, I will not leave you behind." Mi Jue patted Mi Bei's head and continued flying forward with him.    

At this time, the black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator was only twenty to thirty meters away from them and was about to catch up.