Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Even if the fearless warrior pushed him into the Saint's Pool, there would be no resentment on his body. There was no meaning in torturing him.    

Only those Martial Cultivators who were afraid of death and cowardly in their hearts would be tortured by the bloodthirst in the Saint's Pool. Only then would they be able to produce a large amount of resentment and become a poisonous demon.    

The only use of Yan Qiwei was that his corpse had become the energy of the blood pond.    

"Give him a proper way to die!" Yan Qi ordered the Torch Dragon.    

Kaka!    

The Torch Dragon raised its claws high up in the air and struck towards Yan Qiwei.    

This claw was extremely powerful. Just raising its hand was like blocking all sunlight.    

Looking at the claws in the air, he felt that it had locked onto his body. Yan Qiwei floated in the air and swung the sword in his hand forward.    

Peng...    

Yan Qiwei swung his sword, and a visible ripple appeared. It struck the Zhulong Beast's scales at an extremely fast speed, producing a crisp sound.    

Seeing that his all-out attack had not even injured the Torch Dragon's scales, Yan Qiwei's expression turned ugly.    

The Torch Dragon really had no weaknesses, and its defense was as strong as the rumors said. It was even stronger than the rumors.    

Yan Qiwei was now certain that even if it was a Torch Dragon at the same cultivation level, he was absolutely no match for it. In fact, it would be very difficult for him to even break its defense.    

"Poison Demon can control such a powerful beast, so how can the human Martial Cultivator be a match for the Torch Dragon beast?" Despair arose in Yan Qiwei's heart, not because he was about to die. It was despair towards the future of the human Martial Cultivator in the Supreme World.    

For the Poison Devils to be able to cultivate such a powerful Torch Dragon Beast, the human Martial Cultivator of the Supreme World was definitely not a match for the Poison Devils.    

Just like the Torch Dragon, the Poison Devils had no weaknesses as well.    

They were united, cruel, sinister, and vicious. At the same time, they were united as one.    

Just now, Yan Qiwei and Yan Qi seemed to be arguing to allocate them, but with just a few words, it ended.    

If it was a human Martial Cultivator, they could fight to the death for their own benefits.    

He knew why the human Martial Cultivator in Shen Xiong City did not come out.    

Although he did not see it, with his understanding of the human Martial Cultivator, no one was willing to give up, and no one was willing to charge at the Poison Devils first. They all hoped that the others would sacrifice their lives to defeat the Poison Devils, and then they would be able to survive without paying anything.    

The human Martial Cultivator was selfish. At the very least, most of the human Martial Cultivator were selfish, and they were far inferior to the Poison Demons.    

When he came to protect Zhuang Dai this time, he saw how powerful the Poison Demon was. He also saw how cowardly the human Martial Cultivator was. He didn't have much hope for the human Martial Cultivator in his heart.    

If the supreme world was destroyed, how could the Zhuang Family possibly survive alone?    

When the nest was destroyed, there would be no perfect egg. It was as if he had seen the day when the Zhuang Family was invaded by the Poison Demon.    

The Torch Dragon's claws were getting closer and closer. Finally, Yan Qiwei turned back to look at his niece. He wanted her to take the opportunity to escape, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unrealistic to escape from the Poison Demon's hands.    

Finally, Yan Qiwei gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. : "Suicide, Zhuang Dai, even if it's suicide, don't let the Poison Devils catch you alive!"    

"The cruelty of the Poison Demons is absolutely beyond your imagination!"    

It was very difficult for Yan Qiwei to say that he wanted his beloved junior to commit suicide.