Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Although he had killed a hundred people, Qin Ming's speed had slowed down and he was immediately surrounded by the Poison Demons.    

Even though so many Poison Demons were killed on the spot, the expressions on the faces of the Poison Demons were ugly. A few of the Poison Demon's eyes were filled with fear, but they still rushed forward to attack Qin Ming.    

In an instant, Qin Ming was surrounded by Poison Demons in all directions. Furthermore, these Poison Demons dared to attack him.    

In a very short period of time, Qin Ming's body was struck by several swords, and he was even cut by a blade.    

The scales that had grown out of his body after his transformation were cut off by the weapons of the poison demons.    

Naturally, Qin Ming fought back and killed many of the Poison Devils.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he had activated his bloodline power and his strength had increased by leaps and bounds, he would have been surrounded and attacked like this. He would have been in grave danger by now.    

However, these Poison Demons were truly brave. Even though Qin Ming had killed many of them, and almost all of them had dared to approach him, he had killed them. However, these Poison Demons did not flinch at all.    

Qin Ming's body was covered in wounds because he had been hit many times. If it wasn't for the heroic spirit energy, he would have been covered in blood by now.    

Even though he had the wisdom to do so, Qin Ming still felt a little dizzy.    

"Not good, too much bleeding has affected my martial arts strength!" Qin Ming thought to himself.    

The blood in the human body was limited. The heroic spirit energy could heal injuries, but it could not create blood.    

If it was just a little blood, then it wouldn't be a big deal. It wouldn't take long for it to completely recover, and it wouldn't affect the Martial Cultivator's strength.    

However, if too much blood was lost, it would require the Martial Cultivator to eat a lot of resources to make up for it, and it would also affect his strength.    

If the blood lost reached the limit of the Martial Cultivator, then it would not be as simple as dizziness and affecting one's strength, it might even endanger one's life.    

"No, I have to get out of here as soon as possible!" Qin Ming looked at the exit and found a large number of Poison Demons blocking it.    

When he killed one Poison Demon, other Poison Demons would block his path, making it impossible for him to approach the exit.    

"Humph! I don't believe that you guys are really not afraid of death!"    

Qin Ming made up his mind.    

There was no one who wasn't afraid of death. Even he was afraid of death, let alone the Poison Demons.    

Qin Ming was able to see the fear in the eyes of a small number of the Poison Demons. After seeing him kill a large number of the Poison Demons, the fear in their eyes became more and more intense.    

Not all the Poison Devils dared to stand in front of him, and there were quite a few Poison Devils cheering him on. They were shouting loudly, but they did not charge forward.    

Of course, there were also a small number of Poison Demons who were affected by the atmosphere and charged forward very quickly.    

As long as they woke up, they would definitely feel the fear of death.    

Qin Ming began to fight with all his strength. Even if he was exhausted, he didn't care at all. He was determined to kill until the Poison Demons were afraid.    

Qin Ming decided to use all his strength, and he used four types of Great Daos in succession.    

After he activated the power of his bloodline, the strength of the Divine Beast Poison Devil in front of him was much weaker than his.    

Even a single Great Dao was not something that the Poison Devils could withstand.    

Other than the four Great Daos, there were also times when Qin Ming would choose to use the fusion of the Fire and Wind Dao to attack.    

The more powerful the Poison Demon was, the stronger Qin Ming's attack would be.    

He used his full strength for a quarter of an hour. Countless poison devils died and the ground was covered with their corpses.    

Tang Tian had no time to collect the corpses, so she could only try her best to resist the crazy attacks of the Poison Demons.    

She did not want to kill the Poison Demons, so all she needed to do was to protect Qin Ming's back.