Alchemy & Martial Supreme

He was stronger and more agile than the Zhulong, so he held the absolute initiative.    

This group of Poison Demons was destined to fail before they could kill him at the first moment.    

Qin Ming would never let go of such a good opportunity to counterattack.    

When he saw Qin Ming suddenly rushing towards him without discussing with the others, he was startled by the sudden attack.    

His first reaction was to let the Torch Dragon stand in front of him.    

The only thing that stood in front of him was naturally the peerless Torch Dragon. Even if the other Torch Dragon were to stand in front of him, it wouldn't be able to withstand Qin Ming's attack for long.    

"Qin Ming, you are not very strong. You will never kill me!" Xin Haoran muttered to himself, feeling extremely worried in his heart.    

He was not one of those Poison Devils who were controlled by the bloodline of the Poison Devil. The bloodline in his body was the purest bloodline of the Poison Devil.    

They could use their bloodline to control others. If the difference in strength was too great, a drop of ordinary blood in their body could control a large amount.    

Apart from using their own bloodline to control others, they could also use their family's bloodline pool.    

As long as they soaked in the bloodline pool once, they would be absolutely loyal to their family, and they would be absolutely loyal to the Martial Cultivator that possessed the Poison Demon's bloodline.    

No matter how strong the Martial Cultivator was, they would only be used as cannon fodder.    

He was not a Martial Cultivator like that, but a noble member of the Poison Demon Family.    

Although he was loyal to the family and was willing to sacrifice his own life for the family, he didn't want to die in the depths of his heart.    

Seeing Qin Ming launching an attack on him, and that monstrous momentum that came attacking him, only then did Huan Haoran realize how terrifying Qin Ming was.    

When Qin Ming attacked the Torch Dragon earlier, most of his aura was locked onto the Torch Dragon's body. He didn't have a deep feeling about it.    

But this time, Qin Ming's target was himself. That sharp killing intent made his hair stand up straight, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.    

He wanted to escape, but he knew in his heart that his speed was far inferior to Qin Ming's.    

Apart from the Torch Dragon whose strength surpassed the peerless, no one else in this place could help him.    

If he stayed here and was protected by the Torch Dragon, there was still a possibility of him surviving. If he turned around and fled, only death awaited him.    

Qin Ming was too decisive. He had never seen such a decisive person before.    

Qin Ming had just become the patriarch of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Race. He thought that he would listen to the arrangements of the Golden Mysterious Macaque no matter what he did.    

But now, it seemed like Qin Ming did not care about what the others thought and attacked as soon as he said it.    

If he knew this would happen, he would not have attacked Qin Ming in advance. Instead, he should have waited for the Martial Cultivator of the family to arrive before making a move.    

But it was too late to say anything now. The only thing he could do was to try his best to survive and escape from Qin Ming's hands.    

The only thing he could hope for now was that Qin Ming's true strength wasn't as powerful as the Qi that Qin Ming was emitting.    

It was a pity that Qin Ming's strength had increased by a notch after activating the blood energy in his body.    

Qin Ming wasn't surprised to see the Torch Dragon blocking in front of him.    

He suddenly threw a punch at the Torch Dragon's head. The Torch Dragon extended its claw to block, but found that its speed could not keep up.    

Qin Ming had changed his attack and struck his chest.    

"So hard!" Seeing that the scales on the Torch Dragon's chest were only slightly broken, Qin Ming sighed.