Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming looked at Holy God with hatred.    

He could feel the Qi of the Nether Fire.    

After a period of experimentation, he could finally use Martial God's strength.    

This kind of power was the same as the energy that surged into his world after he became Martial God.    

"So it turns out that after becoming Martial God, it wasn't to bear the Dao, but to bear the origin power."    

"This kind of power is not something that a Martial Emperor can control."    

"It's mixed and pure, as if it contains everything in the world, it's unimaginably powerful."    

Qin Ming raised his hand and clenched his fist tightly. A faint red light appeared in his hand. He raised his head, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.    

When he saw the faint red light, Holy God clapped his hands and praised mockingly, "Not bad. You are indeed a genius. You are able to use origin power in such a short period of time."    

"I really don't want to kill you."    

Of course, this was only a joke.    

The more talented he was, the more he wanted to kill him.    

If Qin Ming was allowed to grow, he might endanger his main body.    

Although the possibility of this happening was negligible, no matter how small the possibility was, he would still be crushed to death in the cradle.    

Moreover, Qin Ming had even wasted a few of his seals.    

He had even insulted him.    

"Fight!" Qin Ming's Qi was bursting. He clenched his fist tightly and stepped on the void, rushing towards Holy God.    

"Good timing!"    

Holy God held his dagger in front of his chest, ready to attack at any time.    

With the treasure protecting him, no matter how hard Qin Ming tried, he would not be able to defeat him.    

Qin Ming had broken through to the Origin Scholar, so he didn't run away immediately. The outcome was already decided.    

"Kill!"    

A fist that was glowing with a faint red light and as heavy as a mountain was smashed out by Qin Ming furiously. It was aimed at Holy God's head.    

Holy God had a mocking smile on his face. He thrust his dagger at Qin Ming's chest.    

If Qin Ming did not withdraw the punch, his dagger and his opponent's fist would hit at the same time.    

His dagger could easily pierce through Qin Ming's body, but Qin Ming's fist... could not even break through the protective shield.    

"Heavenly Eye, Nether Fire."    

In the end, Qin Ming did not throw out this punch. He moved to the side and moved to Holy God's side. On his forehead, a Vertical Eye opened. Like a black eye, a ray of light shot out from it towards Holy God's chest.    

"How is this possible?"    

"How can you still use the innate ability?"    

Holy God found it unbelievable.    

Qin Ming had broken through to the Origin Scholar, his body had been reconstructed, and his divine soul had been reconstructed. It was like a new Martial Cultivator.    

Dao was a Martial Cultivator's understanding of the world. This could be brought over.    

However, the innate ability was a gift from the world, and it was one with the divine soul.    

When the Martial Cultivator broke through to the Origin Scholar and wanted to shed its mortal body, the divine soul's body would be completely different.    

How could it still use the innate ability?    

"So what if it can be used? Its power must be extremely low."    

Although he thought so, Holy God still kept his dagger and blocked the light.    

Under Qin Ming's gaze, the hard dagger was pierced through. "Zi... Zi..." The sound kept ringing.    

The ink-black light continued to move forward without stopping. Finally, it passed through Holy God's body without any hesitation.    

"Ah..."    

Holy God let out a miserable shriek as he covered his wounded chest with his hand.    

"Die!" Qin Ming stared at him with a fierce gaze as he turned his head around.    

As his head turned, the light also moved. Finally, Holy God's body was cut in half.    

In an instant, the scream stopped. The Saint Apotheosis turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared in front of Qin Ming.    

"What's going on?" Qin Ming looked at the green smoke and was puzzled.