Alchemy & Martial Supreme

If he hadn't threatened the human Martial Cultivator like this, Qin Ming wouldn't have said those words.    

Even if he lost to Qin Ming, he would still die.    

But now, if he really lost to Qin Ming, he might not even be able to die!    

After Qin Ming threatened him, he turned his gaze back to the human Martial Cultivator below.    

"The Poison Demon threatened you with the Bloodlust Torture. Can't you threaten them with the Bloodlust Torture?"    

"The method to make the blood pools is very simple. Furthermore, there are many ready-made blood pools in the Moon Pavilion world."    

"I, Qin Ming, promise you that after you defeat the Poison Demon, you will be free to use all the blood pools."    

"If you want, you can throw the Poison Demon into the blood pools. Our alliance doesn't care how you take revenge on the Poison Demon. We don't care how cruel your methods are."    

Qin Ming looked coldly at the Poison Demons on the city wall.    

He would return the favor. No matter how arrogant these Poison Demons were, they would suffer the same fate after defeating them.    

Most of the Poison Demon's faces changed when they heard Qin Ming say that the blood pool was to be used by human Martial Cultivators.    

The human Martial Cultivators definitely had a bitter and deep-seated hatred for them.    

If Qin Ming's alliance didn't care, it didn't take a genius to figure out what the human Martial Cultivators would do to them.    

They had defeated the human Martial Cultivator and were able to use the Bloodthirst Punishment. Naturally, the human Martial Cultivator could do the same.    

They could not blame the human Martial Cultivator for being cruel, because they were the ones who did it first.    

Many Poison Demon looked at Jiu Tu.    

Now, they could only rely on the map.    

As long as Jiu Tu could defeat Qin Ming, then the situation could be reversed.    

If Jiu Tu lost to Qin Ming, then he could only pray that the formation in the inner city would not be broken by Qin Ming.    

There was only a thousand days to catch thieves, how could there be a thousand days to guard against thieves?    

No matter how strong the defensive formation was, if it could only be defended, then one day the formation would be broken.    

The best way to defend was to attack. Only by defeating the human Martial Cultivator would one be truly safe.    

Being looked at by the Poison Demon like this, he felt a lot of pressure.    

Qin Ming's state of activating his bloodline was not yet over, so he did not dare to go down.    

At this moment, the aura around Qin Ming's body changed.    

The state of awakening his bloodline was over!    

Seeing this, Jiu Tu gritted his teeth and jumped off the city wall.    

When he got down, he studied Qin Ming closely and discovered that Qin Ming had really withdrawn from the state of activating his bloodline. There was no way he could have disguised himself, so he walked out.    

Qin Ming shook his head in disdain when he saw that Jiu Tu was trembling and hesitating to come out.    

In fact, he could still maintain the state of activating his bloodline for a while.    

He was the one who voluntarily removed the state of his bloodline.    

This way, he would be able to use less of his bloodline power, and when the souls prayed later, they would be able to use less energy to help him recover.    

Furthermore, if he didn't get out of the state, the karma wouldn't come down.    

With the shameless personality of a drunkard, he would probably be able to last a long time no matter how long he waited.    

"You're finally willing to come down." Qin Ming stretched his muscles and said lightly.    

Jiu Tu took a deep breath and said, "Qin Ming, you can't activate your bloodline now, but I can."    

"I admit that you are stronger than me, but after activating my bloodline power, my strength will definitely surpass yours."    

"As long as you admit defeat, I will show you mercy and let you go."    

He didn't want to fight Qin Ming. He couldn't quite see through Qin Ming, and he was afraid that things might not be as simple as he thought.