Qin Ming glanced around, frowning slightly, "Come in with me, and I will tell you in detail about me."
After saying that, Qin Ming walked into the alchemy room.
There were too many people around here, and he was worried about spies from the Crab Demon Force.
"Sect Master, be careful of fraud!" Wang Zhao said when he saw Qin Ming entering the alchemy room.
"It doesn't matter!" Wang Zhenwei said with a bitter smile, "If Qin Ming wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago. Why bother?"
"Then I'll go in with you." Wang Zhao said anxiously.
"No!" Wang Zhenwei waved his hand, "You go back to the mansion first. If anything goes wrong, leave Senmu City immediately!"
"Never come back again!"
"Don't avenge me either, you are no match for Qin Ming."
"Sect Master." The martial saints were anxious. .??.??
"Sect Master, let's fight Qin Ming. If we attack the training room together, we may not be able to take Qin Wu hostage. When the time comes, Qin Ming will throw a trap, and we may not have no chance of winning." Wang Zhao suggested.
"Don't be stupid!" Wang Zhenwei shook his head with a bitter smile, his face turned bitter, "How could Qin Ming leave such a big loophole?"
"I'm afraid if we look at the attack formation in the training room, we'll find that his head is missing."
"Don't forget, Qin Ming has not yet used his true strength."
Hearing this, thinking that Qin Ming had easily defeated the family leader just now, everyone was like eggplants beaten by frost, wilting.
"Master, is Qin Ming the most powerful Martial Saint?" Wang Zhao asked curiously.
Everyone looked at Wang Zhenwei.
Shaking his head, Wang Zhenwei said, "No!"
"Although Qin Ming is very strong, he is still far behind the strongest Martial Saint."
"He has just become a Martial Saint, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Maybe... maybe he may become a Martial Saint in the future."
Strong."
Thinking of this, Wang Zhenwei's heart moved. The most powerful Martial Saint, Qin Ming, who has the potential to become the most powerful Martial Saint, seems to be recruited by him, which is not such a bad thing.
"You guys go back. Remember, always pay attention to the situation here and be ready to leave Senmu City at any time!" Wang Zhenwei patted Wang Zhao on the shoulder, his eyes lingered on everyone for a moment, and he raised his feet and walked towards the alchemy room.
"Let's go!" Wang Zhao waited until Wang Zhenwei entered the alchemy room, shouted in a low voice, and left first.
The other martial saints glanced at the alchemy room unwillingly, with some worry in their eyes, and followed Wang Zhao away.
…
"Sit!" Seeing Wang Zhenwei come in, Qin Ming pointed to the chair opposite the table and said.
Wang Zhenwei nodded and sat down.
After pouring a cup of tea for Wang Zhenwei, Qin Ming smiled and said, "To be honest, I admire a capable person like you very much. My sect is full of rough guys. If you ask them to kill people, they will do it without saying a word."
"But if you ask them to play tricks, it's really hard for them."
"Do you have a sect?" Wang Zhenwei asked curiously.
Qin Ming nodded, "It's not what you think, that's not the backer behind me, but the sect I created myself!"
"To tell you the truth, I refined those perfect elixirs. I have no backer behind me, and never have!"
"I don't need a backer either!"
Wang Zhenwei held the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, suppressing the throbbing in his heart.
Qin Ming began to say that he had refined those perfect elixirs, but he didn't believe it.
But now, Qin Ming has defeated him and has no reason to lie.
However, is this possible for the Alchemy Emperor Martial Saint who is around thirty years old?
Seeing that Wang Zhenwei seemed a little hesitant, Qin Ming took out a Qi Training Pill from the space ring and handed it to Wang Zhenwei.
"Submit him!" Qin Ming glanced around, frowning slightly, "Come in with me, and I will tell you in detail about me."
After saying that, Qin Ming walked into the alchemy room.
There were too many people around here, and he was worried about spies from the Crab Demon Force.
"Sect Master, be careful of fraud!" Wang Zhao said when he saw Qin Ming entering the alchemy room.
"It doesn't matter!" Wang Zhenwei said with a bitter smile, "If Qin Ming wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago. Why bother?"
"Then I'll go in with you." Wang Zhao said anxiously.
"No!" Wang Zhenwei waved his hand, "You go back to the mansion first. If anything goes wrong, leave Senmu City immediately!"
"Never come back again!"
"Don't avenge me either, you are no match for Qin Ming."
"Sect Master." The martial saints were anxious.
"Sect Master, let's fight Qin Ming. If we attack the training room together, we may not be able to take Qin Wu hostage. When the time comes, Qin Ming will throw a trap, and we may not have no chance of winning." Wang Zhao suggested.
"Don't be stupid!" Wang Zhenwei shook his head with a bitter smile, his face turned bitter, "How could Qin Ming leave such a big loophole?"
"I'm afraid if we look at the attack formation in the training room, we'll find that his head is missing."
"Don't forget, Qin Ming has not yet used his true strength."
Hearing this, thinking that Qin Ming had easily defeated the family leader just now, everyone was like eggplants beaten by frost, wilting.
"Master, is Qin Ming the most powerful Martial Saint?" Wang Zhao asked curiously.
Everyone looked at Wang Zhenwei.
Shaking his head, Wang Zhenwei said, "No!"
"Although Qin Ming is very strong, he is still far behind the strongest Martial Saint."
"He has just become a Martial Saint, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. Maybe... maybe he may become a Martial Saint in the future."
Strong."
Thinking of this, Wang Zhenwei's heart moved. The most powerful Martial Saint, Qin Ming, who has the potential to become the most powerful Martial Saint, seems to be recruited by him, which is not such a bad thing.
"You guys go back. Remember, always pay attention to the situation here and be ready to leave Senmu City at any time!" Wang Zhenwei patted Wang Zhao on the shoulder, his eyes lingered on everyone for a moment, and he raised his feet and walked towards the alchemy room.
"Let's go!" Wang Zhao waited until Wang Zhenwei entered the alchemy room, shouted in a low voice, and left first.
The other martial saints glanced at the alchemy room unwillingly, with some worry in their eyes, and followed Wang Zhao away.
…
"Sit!" Seeing Wang Zhenwei come in, Qin Ming pointed to the chair opposite the table and said.
Wang Zhenwei nodded and sat down.
After pouring a cup of tea for Wang Zhenwei, Qin Ming smiled and said, "To be honest, I admire a capable person like you very much. My sect is full of rough guys. If you ask them to kill people, they will do it without saying a word."
"But if you ask them to play tricks, it's really hard for them."
"Do you have a sect?" Wang Zhenwei asked curiously.
Qin Ming nodded, "It's not what you think, that's not the backer behind me, but the sect I created myself!"
"To tell you the truth, I refined those perfect elixirs. I have no backer behind me, and never have!"
"I don't need a backer either!"
Wang Zhenwei held the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, suppressing the throbbing in his heart.
Qin Ming began to say that he had refined those perfect elixirs, but he didn't believe it.
But now, Qin Ming has defeated him and has no reason to lie.
However, is this possible for the Alchemy Emperor Martial Saint who is around thirty years old?
Seeing that Wang Zhenwei seemed a little hesitant, Qin Ming took out a Qi Training Pill from the space ring and handed it to Wang Zhenwei.
"Conquer him!"
This chapter has been completed!