Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Reinforced reinforcements! Reinforced reinforcements! We have reinforcements!"    

When they saw the Martial Cultivator, they ran towards the direction of the Guiqing Sect while shouting.    

Obviously, they were here to help them. Hong Tao and Hong Jun were overjoyed.    

This reinforcement was like a timely help, solving their urgent need.    

For a moment, the morale of all the Martial Cultivator in Hong Family was boosted.    

Hong Tao and Hong Jun no longer stopped their subordinates from attacking the Guiqing Sect. Instead, they took the lead and rushed towards them, their eyes filled with viciousness.    

"Why would the Hong Family have reinforcements?"    

"Which side are they from?"    

He looked at the troops that were charging at them from behind. Gui Yuan furrowed his brows.    

"If we are attacked from both sides, we won't be able to exert our advantage in speed. What should we do?"    

Just as he was worried, the old man behind him smiled and said, "This place is covered by a formation. Unless there's a Formation Emperor, it's impossible to break through."    

"Don't worry. We can totally pretend that they don't exist. We'll wait until the Hong Family is destroyed, then we'll go and destroy them."    

Gui Yuan recalled that this place was surrounded by formation. Without a Formation Emperor, it was impossible to break through this place in a short period of time.    

Immediately, he felt relieved.    

When he saw the morale of Hong Family bursting out again, he curled his lips. He laughed loudly and said, "Hong Tao and Hong Jun. Did you two become stupid because of practicing martial arts? You were trapped in the formation. "    

"No one can save you. You are happy too early!"    

Hearing this, Hong Tao and Hong Jun thought of the formation. Immediately, their faces turned pale, and they were no longer excited.    

Gui Yuan felt even better when he saw Hong Tao and Hong Jun's changed expressions. He turned around and said with a fierce look in his eyes, "I don't care which power you are from. How dare you launch a sneak attack on my Guiqing Sect? Wait for me to eliminate the Hong Family."    

"You will be next!"    

"Really?" Qin Ming heard Gui Yuan's words and smiled faintly. "If you want to kill me, then come!"    

He closed his eyes and focused his mind on his forehead.    

That place was as smooth as a mirror. Suddenly, a ray of light appeared and a mysterious vertical eye appeared.    

"Shua...."    

The eye opened, revealing a pair of pitch-black eyes that shot out a ray of gray light.    

The ray of light was wrapped in a fiery red color as it rapidly flew through the formation.    

Fire, fire.    

A fist-sized hole appeared where the firm array formation was struck, and then a monstrous fire ignited.    

Like a needle piercing through cotton, the red and grey light intertwined together and flew towards Gui Yuan.    

"What is that?"    

Seeing this scene, Gui Yuan's heart was beating fast, and his mind was crazily warning him.    

"Dodge, you cannot be attacked."    

Although he didn't see what the light was, the Martial Cultivator's self-awareness made Gui Yuan understand that if he couldn't dodge it, he would die.    

In an instant, Gui Yuan jumped up with the fastest speed possible and dodged to the side.    

Gui Yuan was able to dodge the Omnipotent Expert of Martial Saint, but the Formation Emperor of Devil Scorpion Force behind him didn't have such strength. He was penetrated by the light.    

"Ah... What is this?"    

The light beam passed through his shoulder, and the old Formation Emperor shouted out in a shrill voice.    

He frantically patted the flame on his shoulder and used his spiritual energy to suppress it. Unfortunately, the flame was not an ordinary flame. Neither his hand nor the Spiritual Energy had any effect on it.    

His body was burning intensely.    

In an instant, the flame spread and the old man turned into a man of fire. His entire body was on fire, and he let out a miserable cry.    

A gust of wind blew past. The miserable cry came to an abrupt stop. The old man turned into charcoal, and the charcoal also burned. It didn't take long before he turned into a wisp of black ash.    

It was blown away by the wind and scattered.