Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming understood everything.    

It turned out that the existence of the Devil Scorpion Force was to collect resources for an even stronger existence.    

Collecting such resources would be a huge and irreversible harm to this world.    

"I want to become Martial God and go to a colorful world."    

"But I don't want to hurt this world. She gave birth to me, just like our mother"    

Although this world had never shown any signs of pain, nor did it say that it was tiring.    

However, she silently gave up and gave birth to herself. Qin Ming was born here and grew up here.    

His feelings towards the world were just like his parents.    

Perhaps one day, he would become Martial God, and leave this world.    

However, he would have deep feelings for the world that gave birth to him and raised him.    

One day, he would die. After his death, Qin Ming hoped to bury his corpse here.    

It was just like returning to the roots of a fallen leaf.    

As for the Devil Scorpion Force, they were like robbers, snatching his mother's resources and her life.    

The hatred between him and the Devil Scorpion Force was irreconcilable.    

After listening to Qin Ming's words, Saint Lord looked at Qin Ming with a puzzled expression. He didn't understand what Qin Ming was saying.    

"You are also a Martial Cultivator born in this world. Don't tell me you have no feelings for her?" Qin Ming asked with a profound meaning.    

"It is just an inanimate object. Why do I have feelings for it?" Saint Lord said indifferently. "As long as you join us, you can leave this world. What she will become in the future is none of our business."    

"I won't join you, you're all bandits, no matter how strong you are, you're still bandits" Qin Ming clenched his fists tightly.    

Saint Lord was stunned when he heard this. Qin Ming had rejected him.    

How could this be? He had recruited a lot of Martial Cultivator, but only made them his subordinates. When he gave them power, those people did not hesitate to offer their loyalty.    

As for Qin Ming, he had sincerely recruited him, but Holy God had given him a mission. He had never thought that Qin Ming would actually reject it.    

Why would he reject it?    

As long as he joined him, he would be able to obtain everything that everyone dreamt of.    

"Don't you want to become Martial God?" Saint Lord asked with a puzzled expression.    

"Yes!" Qin Ming nodded heavily, "But I will use my own strength to become Martial God fair and square!"    

Saint Lord looked Qin Ming up and down. "Use my own strength?"    

"How can an ordinary Martial Cultivator become Martial God with its own strength?"    

"Yes!" Qin Ming said frankly, "There is another way to become Martial God."    

"After becoming a Peak of Martial Monarch, use the 'Qi' that the world gave us to cleanse ourselves, awaken our bloodline, and become Martial God!"    

Hearing this, Saint Lord pondered for a moment about the possibility of breaking through to Martial God.    

Shaking his head, he waved his hand and said, "The possibility of becoming Martial God like this is not even half."    

"Even if your talent is outstanding, you want to become Martial God like this. ... You think too much."    

"I know that it is very difficult to become Martial God like this." Qin Ming looked up at the sky, his voice full of fighting spirit. "But there is only one possibility. I will press forward with indomitable will."    

"A Martial Cultivator, from the beginning of practicing martial arts to becoming an indomitable Martial Emperor, has experienced countless tribulations of various sizes."    

"Have they ever been afraid?"    

"The brave ones are fearless. I am a Martial Cultivator, and I will die a worthy death on the path of martial arts. "    

Saint Lord stared at Qin Ming as if he was looking at a lunatic. "I really don't know where you are valued by the great Holy God."    

"There is a shortcut, but you don't want to take it. Why do you want to take that one-way bridge?"    

Could the method Qin Ming talked about break through to Martial God?    

Yes!    

But it was too difficult.    

To become Martial God, he had to change his entire body's flesh and blood, and refine all of his bones.    

It was like saying, after smashing a person into pieces, that person would still live.    

This was simply a joke.    

In this way, there would be less than a hundred Martial Cultivator that could successfully break through to Martial God.    

Qin Ming must be a madman.    

"Since you don't want to join us, then I can only send you to hell!" Saint Lord raised the blade in his hand and unleashed his Qi.    

Suddenly, the entire world turned black, turning into a misty Spiritual Energy.    

In the center of the aura, Qin Ming raised his head and looked at the sky. Surprisingly, he couldn't see the fiery red sun, as if it was trying to avoid the powerful Saint Lord.    

"Peak of Martial Monarch!"    

Although he had never seen a Peak of Martial Monarch before, he had a vague feeling that this was a Peak of Martial Monarch. Furthermore, this wasn't an ordinary Peak of Martial Monarch.    

"Qin Ming, let me ask you one last time. Do you want to join us?" Saint Lord pointed his blade at Qin Ming. It seemed like if he refused, he would kill him without hesitation.    

Hearing Saint Lord's question and sensing the killing intent from his body, Qin Ming firmly shook his head. "I will not join you. Even if I die, I will not join you."    

Seeing Qin Ming's determination, Saint Lord furrowed his brows. It seemed like it was impossible for him to join them.    

Thinking of this, Saint Lord's Qi became even stronger, enveloping Qin Ming's body.    

Sensing the black Spiritual Energy around him, Qin Ming felt a chill in his heart.    

It could actually slow him down, and slow him down.    

In this way, not to mention escaping, even if it was a battle, his strength would be greatly reduced.    

Furthermore, this kind of pressure, other than affecting his body, also had a great effect on his divine soul.    

"No, I can't continue like this. If this continues, I might not even have the courage to fight!"    

Thinking of this, Qin Ming clenched his purple fist tightly and walked towards Saint Lord with firm steps.    

"What?"    

Seeing Qin Ming retreating instead of advancing under his pressure, Saint Lord's face was full of shock.    

With his spiritual energy, he could sense that Qin Ming was only a Middle Period of Martial Monarch, and he had just broken through to the Middle Period of Martial Monarch. Saint Lord's strength was much weaker than his.    

In his imagination, Qin Ming would be suppressed by his aura, and would definitely be killed by him.    

He didn't expect that he would still have the courage to take the initiative to attack him.    

"Alright, alright..." Saint Lord nodded. "You are indeed special. You are indeed an existence that Holy God values."    

"But no matter how special you are, you are only a Middle Period of Martial Monarch."    

"You have no idea about the gap between a Peak of Martial Monarch and a Middle Period of Martial Monarch."    

If he didn't let Qin Ming see his true strength, it seemed like he wouldn't surrender.    

"Cut the crap!" Qin Ming's eyes were full of fighting spirit.    

Being oppressed by Saint Lord's aura, he couldn't escape. Since that was the case, he could only fight.    

Even if he had to die in battle, he had to die together with Saint Lord.    

Perhaps, without him, the Devil Scorpion Force would lose contact with Holy God.    

Perhaps the Devil Scorpion Force still existed, but they wouldn't collect the most precious' Qi 'in this world.    

"Kill!"    

He roared. Qin Ming charged forward with indomitable will. He took a step forward and appeared behind Saint Lord. He then threw a punch at Saint Lord's back.    

"What?"