Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Impossible!"    

Qin Ming shook his head and rejected the idea.    

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.    

"This might be a type of Spirit Skills!"    

"Actually, I didn't kill Holy God, but his clone."    

The reason why he had such a thought was because from the beginning until the end, Qin Ming had always felt that his opponent was somewhat illusory.    

At that time, he had only thought that it was an illusion. Now that he had killed the other party and left no corpse behind, it gave him such a guess.    

Martial God Stage, this was truly unbelievable.    

Raising his head, Qin Ming gazed into the distance. Where was the world that gave birth to him?    

He could sense her position in the darkness.    

"Maybe I can save her"    

"This world is so mysterious, even a clone could appear, why can't there be a treasure to save the world?"    

Thinking of this, Qin Ming's expression became excited, and he no longer felt sad.    

"Qin Qing, Lan Zhi, Qin Wu, father and mother..."    

People who were extremely important to him appeared in his mind.    

"I want to save you!"    

He had thought that if he could obtain an ordinary Martial Cultivator in this world and break through Martial God's bloodline, he would help his family and friends.    

If he had a promising future, this wish might not be impossible to fulfill.    

In an instant, Qin Ming was filled with fighting spirit.    

Furthermore, he was looking forward to the path of martial arts after the Martial God Stage.    

How colorful was this world?    

As he was thinking, the invisible suction force came from a distant place. Qin Ming's body couldn't resist this suction force.    

It turned out that the light screen that had enveloped the two of them had been broken by Qin Ming's Heavenly Eye.    

Without the shield, the gravitational force that was everywhere continued to suck him into unknown places.    

Qin Ming waved his hand, and a few items that belonged to Holy God after his death landed in his hand.    

Holding these items, Qin Ming had a premonition that the matter between him and Holy God had yet to come to an end.    

One day, he would meet Holy God's true body.    

"Even if you don't come to find me, I will still find you."    

"Everyone has the right to punish such an evil person."    

A fierce light flashed across Qin Ming's face.    

His body flew faster and faster. After an unknown period of time, an irresistible force came. His eyes lit up and he appeared. In a room.    

The room was very simple. There was an old man with white hair sitting across from him, dozing off.    

With Qin Ming's arrival, the bell in front of the old man made a clear sound.    

"Ah..."    

The old man opened his eyes after making a big haggle. He was a little angry. "I just fell asleep. Who woke me up?"    

After disturbing the old man's sleep, Qin Ming cupped his hands and apologized. "I'm sorry, old man..."    

At the same time, he looked around and was filled with doubt as he appeared here.    

Ever since he broke through to Martial God, everything was unknown.    

He didn't know why there was a suction force and why it had appeared here.    

Before Qin Ming could finish his words, the old man waved his hand and interrupted him. "A Martial Cultivator that has just advanced to the Origin Scholar!"    

"Being able to break through to the Origin Scholar in this small world means that you have a very high innate talent and a very good bloodline."    

Qin Ming cupped his hands and was about to ask the question in his heart.    

The old man waved his hand again and interrupted Qin Ming, who was about to speak, "You must be full of doubts right now."    

"Why did you appear here? What is a small world?"    

"Junior Qin Ming, please enlighten me." Qin Ming cupped his hands for the third time, his tone sincere.    

Seeing Qin Ming being so polite, the old man nodded his head in satisfaction and stroked his beard.    

"Not bad, there are very few Martial Cultivator as polite as you now."