A short-haired warrior wearing a white gown flew down. He was full of momentum and looked very mighty. He also had a terrifying sense of oppression, which made people feel like they were facing a huge mountain.
He flew in front of all the Martial Emperors, pulled out the sword from his waist, and waited for the silver dragon to arrive. He wanted to slash the dragon with his sword.
"Why don't I dare? If you want to kill someone, you have to consider being killed. If you do any injustice, you will die!" Qin Ming smiled coldly and pressed his arm down suddenly.
The giant dragon seemed to come alive for a moment, and suddenly dived downwards.
"boom!"
The giant dragon bypassed the short-haired Martial Lord in front of him and continued to attack the Martial Emperor behind him. It was very fast. The short-haired Martial Lord did not expect that the giant dragon would turn around. Without checking, the giant dragon spared him.
.
In an instant, all the Emperor Wu who was still in the sky were hit.
"Ah!" Some Emperor Wu screamed and fell from the sky, while others couldn't even scream and died directly.
"How brave!" The short-haired Martial Lord looked ugly when he saw many Martial Emperors suffering heavy casualties in an instant.
This was the Pill Alliance, the only Martial Emperor team, and most of them died like this. This time, the Pill Alliance suffered heavy losses.
"Qin Ming, I want you to die!" The short-haired Martial Lord stared at Qin Ming with a frosty face and scarlet eyes.
"Hmph, there were a lot of people who wanted me to die, but in the end they all died." Qin Ming said with a cold smile. These people don't change their expressions when they kill others. They cry for father and mother when they suffer a little loss.
Yang Quan looked at Qin Ming, who was standing upright in the void, with a smile on his face, "It's okay, Qin Ming is actually a Martial Lord, so he will be fine this time."
"It's a pity that he is now a Martial Master and cannot join our You family."
The third young master of the You family shook his head and sighed.
"Although it is impossible for him to join our family, he can still cooperate with us!" Qin Ming could not join his family, but Yang Quan was not frustrated at all and said with a smile.
He never thought that Qin Ming would join his family and be able to give away perfect ninth-grade elixirs. Would Qin Ming be an ordinary person?
How could such a person condescend to join a force?
Now, he is a little confused about what kind of power Qin Ming is, why he can have the ninth-grade perfect elixir, and if he refined it, who is his master?
Is there a hidden alchemy sect in this continent?
On the other side, Xia Nuoxue, the princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, looked at Qin Ming who blasted out the dragon with great energy.
"He is actually a Martial Lord, I didn't expect it!" The seventh prince sighed.
"What's wrong? What does it have to do with you that he is a Martial Master?" Xia Nuoxue asked doubtfully.
"I have always wanted to recruit him, but he is now a Martial Master and the leader of Huayu Sect, so the possibility of recruiting him is very slim." The seventh prince explained.
"This kind of person is so talented, he can make alchemy, and he is a martial arts master. How did he achieve this? Why do I feel that I am older than him, but I am so inferior to him?" The seventh prince shook his head and said in frustration.
"Yes! We are gifted by nature." Xia Nuoxue's eyes shone.
At the competition table, seeing Qin Ming standing proudly, and seeing the Emperor Wu who suffered heavy casualties, the Alchemy Alliance allies soared to the sky, and their hearts trembled.
He was already sure of victory, but why did Qin Ming suddenly become a Martial Master?
What should we do now? The Martial Emperor of the Pill Alliance has almost lost all his casualties. How should he explain? A short-haired warrior wearing a white gown flew down. He was full of momentum, looked very mighty, and even more frightening.
The sense of oppression makes people feel like facing a big mountain.
He flew in front of all the Martial Emperors, pulled out the sword from his waist, and waited for the silver dragon to arrive. He wanted to slash the dragon with his sword.
"Why don't I dare? If you want to kill someone, you have to consider being killed. If you do any injustice, you will die!" Qin Ming smiled coldly and pressed his arm down suddenly.
The giant dragon seemed to come alive for a moment, and suddenly dived downwards.
"boom!"
The giant dragon bypassed the short-haired Martial Lord in front of him and continued to attack the Martial Emperor behind him. It was very fast. The short-haired Martial Lord did not expect that the giant dragon would turn around. Without checking, the giant dragon spared him.
.
In an instant, all the Emperor Wu who was still in the sky were hit. .??.
"Ah!" Some Emperor Wu screamed and fell from the sky, while others couldn't even scream and died directly.
"How brave!" The short-haired Martial Lord looked ugly when he saw many Martial Emperors suffering heavy casualties in an instant.
This was the Pill Alliance, the only Martial Emperor team, and most of them died like this. This time, the Pill Alliance suffered heavy losses.
"Qin Ming, I want you to die!" The short-haired Martial Lord stared at Qin Ming with a frosty face and scarlet eyes.
"Hmph, there were a lot of people who wanted me to die, but in the end they all died." Qin Ming said with a cold smile. These people don't change their expressions when they kill others. They cry for father and mother when they suffer a little loss.
Yang Quan looked at Qin Ming, who was standing upright in the void, with a smile on his face, "It's okay, Qin Ming is actually a Martial Lord, so he will be fine this time."
"It's a pity that he is now a Martial Master and cannot join our You family."
The third young master of the You family shook his head and sighed.
"Although it is impossible for him to join our family, he can still cooperate with us!" Qin Ming could not join his family, but Yang Quan was not frustrated at all and said with a smile.
He never thought that Qin Ming would join his family and be able to give away perfect ninth-grade elixirs. Would Qin Ming be an ordinary person?
How could such a person condescend to join a force?
Now, he is a little confused about what kind of power Qin Ming is, why he can have the ninth-grade perfect elixir, and if he refined it, who is his master?
Is there a hidden alchemy sect in this continent?
On the other side, Xia Nuoxue, the princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, looked at Qin Ming who blasted out the dragon with great energy.
"He is actually a Martial Lord, I didn't expect it!" The seventh prince sighed.
"What's wrong? What does it have to do with you that he is a Martial Master?" Xia Nuoxue asked doubtfully.
"I have always wanted to recruit him, but he is now a Martial Master and the leader of Huayu Sect, so the possibility of recruiting him is very slim." The seventh prince explained.
"This kind of person is so talented, he can make alchemy, and he is a martial arts master. How did he achieve this? Why do I feel that I am older than him, but I am so inferior to him?" The seventh prince shook his head and said in frustration.
"Yes! We are gifted by nature." Xia Nuoxue's eyes shone.
At the competition table, seeing Qin Ming standing proudly, and seeing the Emperor Wu who suffered heavy casualties, the Alchemy Alliance allies soared to the sky, and their hearts trembled.
He was already sure of victory, but why did Qin Ming suddenly become a Martial Master?
What should we do now? The Martial Emperor of the Pill Alliance has almost lost all his casualties. How should he explain?
This chapter has been completed!