Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Although he was in pain, there was no fear on Qin Ming's face. After roaring, he stared at the Holy God with murderous intent.

It was as if he did not see the Holy Spirit drinking his blood.

The wounds on his body are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Tao and source power carried by the Holy Spirit's attack were cleared by unknown forces and disappeared.

"Ouch..."

Slapping his chest, Qin Ming roared and charged forward again, with a ferocious face and sharp claws raised high.

That sword, and another sword thrust into his body, did not frighten him at all, but instead aroused his boundless ferocity.

"Healed?"

The Holy God frowned, wondering what secrets Qin Ming had.

How could his attack be cured so easily?

In order to heal the wounds he left, apart from high-grade elixirs, the only thing left was unique blood.

Pill?

impossible!

He kept staring at Qin Ming. If Qin Ming took the pill, he would definitely know.

Bloodline?

Even more impossible.

If Qin Ming had a unique and noble bloodline, it would be impossible for him to be only half-step to the realm of the Martial God.

He has already broken through to the God of War.

That kind of bloodline can turn a warrior into a martial god as long as it is passed down.

For it, the God of War is just the beginning...

"Then why?"

Shaking his head, the Holy God raised his sword and prepared to attack.

You can't tell if he is famous just by looking at him, unless you ask Qin Ming, or kill him and study his body to see if there are any treasures on him.

Force questions to Qin Ming?

With Qin Ming's character, no matter how much pain he suffered, it was impossible to tell him the secret.

There is only one way.

The only choice is to kill Qin Ming and study his body carefully.

Thinking of this, the Holy God no longer wanted to torture Qin Ming.