Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming looked at the elite Poison Demons in front of him. His eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to kill all the elite Poison Demons in an instant.    

He looked into the distance, as if he could feel the Poison Demon Half-Zhizun coming over.    

Qin Xixuan noticed Qin Ming's unusual behavior and asked curiously, "Brother, what's wrong?"    

"The Poison Demon Half-Zhizun is heading in this direction!" Qin Ming said with certainty.    

"How is this possible?" Qin Xixuan shook her head, not believing it.    

Even if Qin Ming was very strong and had a sharper perception than her, it was impossible for him to sense the Poison Demon Half-Zhizun's arrival from thousands of miles away.    

But looking at Qin Ming's serious expression, Qin Xixuan knew that Qin Ming was not joking. He really sensed the Poison Demon Half-Zhizun approaching.    

He didn't need to say anything. He just needed to kill all the elite Poison Demons as fast as possible and then immediately escape.    

Otherwise, they would have to give up a large number of Heroic Spirits here.    

"Xixuan, kill all the Poison Demons who dare to resist with me!" Qin Ming said.    

Qin Xixuan nodded and passed the Purple Ran in her hand to Qin Ming. "Brother, use this to kill faster."    

Although the Purple Ran was only a divine beast-level weapon, it was very sharp.    

Qin Ming and the elite Poison Demons were very different in terms of strength. No matter if it was a fist or a sword, he could kill them in one move.    

However, the speed of the sword was faster, and it was more bloody to kill. It could kill the elite Poison Demons to a greater extent.    

Qin Ming took Zi Ran, and the aura on his body became arrogant and overbearing.    

He wanted to kill the Poison Demons to the point that blood would flow like a river with the most arrogant attitude.    

"Who can block my sword!" Qin Ming looked at the surrounding Poison Demons, and raised the sword in his hand high.    

"Qin Ming, you're too shameless. We are only at the late stage of the Divine Beast Realm, and you, a dignified Half-Zhizun expert, actually bully us like this!" A Poison Demon looked at Qin Ming with grief and indignation. He felt that Qin Ming was bullying the weak.    

Usually, a Half-Zhizun expert would not bother to attack a Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator.    

Just like their Half-Zhizun Poison Demons, they would not bother to attack a Divine Beast realm human Martial Cultivator.    

When they massacred the city, most of them were the ones who were slaughtering, and the Half-Zhizun experts were just watching from the side.    

But Qin Ming was different from them. He personally attacked, and with his absolute strength, he crushed them.    

No matter how strong they were, no matter how powerful their methods were, they were all useless in front of Qin Ming's attack.    

The difference between a Half-Zhizun and a Divine Beast Realm was too great.    

"Bullying you?" Qin Ming laughed, "Everyone here, I'm younger than you."    

"I'm younger than you guys, and my martial cultivation realm is higher than yours. So, you think I'm bullying you?"    

"Who can you blame? You can only blame your lack of talent in martial cultivation and your lack of effort."    

"Besides, can't a Divine Beast Realm warrior defeat a half-step Supreme Realm warrior?"    

"When I, Qin Ming, had yet to break through to the half-step Supreme Realm, not only did I defeat a half-step Supreme Realm warrior, I even killed him."    

"Furthermore, so what if I bully you guys? Could it be that when you slaughter human Martial Cultivators, you stop when you see someone weaker than you?"    

Qin Ming really did not want to attack people who were much weaker than him, but these Poison Demons were not included.