Alchemy & Martial Supreme

At this moment, the Devil Ancestor had already reacted. He chased after Qin Ming.    

All of this happened too quickly. The other Poison Devils were completely stunned.    

How could these few people who were supposed to die be able to cause so many deaths?    

Wasn't that the Heaven Sealing Array that even True Dragon Realm experts were unable to break? Why was it like paper, broken just like that?    

The Poison Devils were all Dragon Realm experts. Adding the shout of the Devil Ancestor, their reactions were very quick. Each and every one of them chased after Qin Ming.    

After Qin Ming transformed, his speed was very fast. He was about to reach the side of the saint blood.    

However, there was one person who was even faster than him.    

The devil ancestor had already appeared in front of him, blocking his path.    

After transforming, Qin Ming's speed wasn't much slower than the Demon Ancestor's. However, he was already severely injured, and the thin sword of Poison Demon was still stuck in his body.    

No matter how hard he tried, how could his injured body be faster than the intact Devil Ancestor?    

Facing the Devil Ancestor, Qin Ming wasn't afraid at all. He raised his hand and summoned a raging flame. The flame attached itself to his fist and smashed towards the face of the Devil Ancestor.    

The force of this punch was heavy, and it carried a dark red flame.    

"You're courting death!" Seeing that Qin Ming dared to attack him, the furious Devil Ancestor clenched his fist tightly and used all his strength to punch Qin Ming's fist.    

"* Hong Long...... *"    

A violent punch sent Qin Ming flying.    

After Qin Ming transformed, although he was powerful, his strength was at most equivalent to the peak of the Dragon Realm.    

The difference in strength between the peak of the Dragon Realm and the peak of Dragon Realm was huge. The strength of the Devil Ancestor was not something that an ordinary peak Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator could compare with. Adding on the fact that Qin Ming was seriously injured, it was as if he was a match for the Devil Ancestor.    

This punch sent Qin Ming flying backwards, swallowing up a mouthful of blood. As for the Demon Ancestor, he only took a small step back.    

The flying Qin Ming did not die. The Poison Devils took advantage of the situation to chase after him, intending to take his life.    

In the sky, Qin Ming felt a sharp pain coming from every part of his body. The punch from the Devil Ancestor had severely injured his internal organs and bones.    

If it wasn't for the fact that his internal organs had been tempered, the punch just now would have taken his life.    

Although he wasn't dead yet, he was only half dead.    

The most important thing was that a wave of dizziness came from the depths of his mind. Qin Ming's eyelids felt as if they weighed thousands of kilograms. He wanted to sleep...    

"I can't sleep. I won't be able to get up after sleeping."    

Qin Ming insisted on opening his eyes.    

After transforming, he had suffered such a serious injury. He could no longer hold on.    

If he deactivated the transformation now, there was only one outcome - he would be killed by the Poison Devil.    

He had just used the Nether Fire to attack the Poison Demon's saint blood. Although it had pierced through the Poison Demon's Saint Blood, he didn't know if it could be completely destroyed.    

However, regardless of whether it could be destroyed or not, he was already at the end of his rope. There was nothing he could do about it.    

"Run!"    

Qin Ming used all his strength to slowly control his body. If he wanted to escape, he would die if he stayed here. As long as he escaped to the bottom, there would be countless Demon Hunter Association and Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator there. They would be able to protect him.    

As long as he went down, he would be saved.    

But...    

Qin Ming woke up from the dizziness, and what he saw were all poison devils.    

Poison Demon had already caught up to him. With his broken body, there was no way he could escape.    

All Poison Devil's targets were him. His body carried a strong killing intent.    

Looking at all of this, Qin Ming could only smile bitterly.    

He was dead for sure. The weakest of these Poison Devils was at the Dragon Realm. Right now, his remaining strength could only deal with the Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator. Any Poison Demon here could kill him.