Alchemy & Martial Supreme

His ferocious nature erupted, and he wanted to turn into a monster.    

Qin Ming tried his best to suppress the ferocious nature in his body, which was why he had to work so hard.    

He didn't want to transform.    

After turning into a monster, he would absorb the rare treasure and temporarily suppress the ferocity of his bloodline. It would be a waste.    

Furthermore, his bloodline was extremely strong.    

Every time he transformed, his bloodline would become even stronger.    

If he transformed again, Qin Ming estimated that he could only use the Jade Clear Pill to suppress his bloodline.    

Qin Ming did not want to rely on the pill to live the rest of his life.    

"Trash." When he saw the arrogant young man in front of him, although he looked very impressive on the surface, even his killing intent couldn't bear it. Poison Demon was very disdainful.    

"Qin Ming, what's wrong?" Lian Yu was floating beside Qin Ming and asked with concern.    

Qin Ming couldn't stand the killing intent of the opposite party.    

This was really a joke.    

Qin Ming had annihilated the entire Wang Family. How many Flood Dragon Realm warriors were there in the Wang Family?    

After killing so many flood dragon level experts, the killing intent on Qin Ming's body would only be stronger than that of the Poison Devil. He wouldn't be weaker than the Poison Devil.    

Even she could withstand such a small amount of killing intent, let alone Qin Ming.    

"I'm fine?" Qin Ming shook his head, his eyes clear.    

He finally suppressed the violent saint blood.    

"You protect yourself. Leave him to me." Qin Ming looked at Poison Demon, his eyes full of fighting spirit.    

Whether or not he could defeat Poison Demon would only be known after a battle.    

Ever since he consumed the energy from the rare treasure, his strength had improved greatly, reaching the fourth level of the Snake realm.    

He had not fought properly once.    

Dealing with a Flood Dragon Rank Poison Demon... Qin Ming wasn't afraid. Instead, his blood was boiling.    

"En!" Lian Yu nodded obediently, but held the longsword tightly in her hand.    

"You're courting death." Seeing that Qin Ming only had fighting spirit and no fear in his eyes, poison Demon was a little angry. "It seems like you won't shed a tear until you see your coffin. After killing you, I will treat this beauty well."    

"Hmph..."    

Qin Ming circulated his Origin Skill and moved slightly. Like a gust of wind, he appeared behind Poison Demon and punched him on the back.    

"What a fast speed." Qin Ming's speed startled Poison Demon.    

Only now did he know that the other party wasn't a trash.    

Instantly, he stopped looking down on him and focused all of his attention.    

He lowered his body and flew downwards, dodging Qin Ming's punch.    

With a swoosh, the long sword turned around and slashed at Qin Ming.    

The sword was very fast, shining brightly. Qin Ming crossed his arms and used his fists to block the attack.    

Although the attack was blocked, the source energy on the long sword gushed out and forced Qin Ming to retreat.    

"What a powerful source energy!"    

Qin Ming's eyes narrowed as he stopped moving.    

"You are not bad." The short Poison Demon's tone was less contemptuous towards Qin Ming, and it became more solemn. "You have the right to know my name. My name is Iron Hill. Kid, what's your name?"    

His opponent, who was at the Snake realm, received his full strength attack.    

It could be determined that his opponent was not only a genius, but also one of the top geniuses.    

He had seen geniuses ranked on the Heroes List in every city in Skydragon World.    

Compared to Qin Ming, he was far inferior.    

Such a figure naturally had the qualifications to know his name.    

Similarly, he also had the qualifications to let him remember his name.    

"Qin Ming." Qin Ming swung his fist. His eyes were sharp.    

The opponent was a Flood Dragon Martial Cultivator, while he was only at the Snake realm.    

Although because of the holy blood, he had no opponents at the same level.    

But they were only at the same level after all.    

Facing a Flood Dragon level Martial Cultivator, whether it was the Origin Qi in his body or the attack speed, they were all a bit lacking.