Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Hearing this, Qin Ming didn't know what the Qingxin Pill the old man was talking about was, but he probably guessed that it was a pill that suppressed the viciousness of blood.

After transformation, the ferocious nature of the warrior's bloodline will be activated. This is a common problem shared by all holy blood warriors.

After successfully breaking through to the True Dragon Realm, Qin Ming felt that as long as he transformed, the ferocity in his blood would increase.

If the Langyuan tribe hadn't been determined to kill him and refused to let him go, Qin Ming wouldn't have chosen to transform and fight to the death.

The opponent has already used all his strength. If he dares to hide now, he will probably be killed.

When it comes to life and death, nothing can be careless.

Choosing to hide one's clumsiness now will only make oneself die faster.

Qin Ming nodded to the old man and completely let go of the suppression of his bloodline.

Suddenly, a terrifying force spread from his blood throughout his body, his heart beat loudly, and he made a loud sound in his mind.

Qin Ming felt a power in his heart that he could not control but belonged to him. .??.

This power was so powerful that he couldn't even suppress it.

"Ouch..."

With a roar, a crazy aura shot out from Qin Ming's body, sweeping through everyone present like a strong wind.

Qin Ming has now completely transformed and turned into another person.

I saw a long horn on his head, and fiery red scales on his back, chest, limbs, and all over his body. Under the sunlight, these scales floated like a dream, as if they were burning.

They didn't touch the scales on Qin Ming's body, but everyone could see how hard and bloodthirsty the scales were, especially the pitch-black scales on his fists that were covered with barbs and emitted a dark light, which made people feel even more...

Shocked.

Qin Ming swung his long tail behind him and stared at the sword-wielding warrior fiercely, his eyes full of fighting intent.

Unprecedentedly powerful, Qin Ming felt that he was invincible.

He knew this was an illusion, but one thing he was sure of was that when he saw the sword-wielding warrior before, he saw a huge threat in him.

Even after the sword-wielding warrior transformed, he felt that if he faced him, he would most likely die, and the possibility of escaping would be less than 10%.

But now that he has transformed, when he looks at the sword-wielding warrior, not only does he feel no danger from him. And Qin Ming had a vague feeling that he could kill the other party.

"This is..." Everyone looked behind Qin Ming.

His mouth opened wide, full of disbelief.

Although Qin Ming's transformation looks terrifying, impressive and frightening, these are nothing compared to the shadow behind him.

The shadow behind him was lifelike, a big bird with blazing flames on its body, looking down at everyone present.

Of course, everyone actually knows that this big bird is an illusion, it is just transformed by the power of Qin Ming's bloodline, and it will not be conscious at all.

But from this shadow, the warriors could see its nobility and disdain for the warriors.

This kind of nobility is innate and inviolable.

"Qingluan!" The sword-wielding warrior yelled in horror, as if seeing the most terrifying monster in the world, his eyes widened, his eyeballs bulged, he turned around and ran away without looking back.

The other warriors of the Langyuan tribe were frightened when they saw the boss. They didn't know where the young man in front of them came from, and they couldn't afford to offend him.

Although he was reluctant to part with the black stone on the ground, he followed their boss and left in a hurry. Hearing this, Qin Ming didn't know what the Qingxin Pill the old man was talking about was, but he probably guessed that it was a pill that suppressed the viciousness of blood.

After transformation, the ferocious nature of the warrior's bloodline will be activated. This is a common problem shared by all holy blood warriors.

After successfully breaking through to the True Dragon Realm, Qin Ming felt that as long as he transformed, the ferocity in his blood would increase.

If the Langyuan tribe hadn't been determined to kill him and refused to let him go, Qin Ming wouldn't have chosen to transform and fight to the death.

The opponent has already used all his strength. If he dares to hide now, he will probably be killed.

When it comes to life and death, nothing can be careless.

Choosing to hide one's clumsiness now will only make oneself die faster.

Qin Ming nodded to the old man and completely let go of the suppression of his bloodline.

Suddenly, a terrifying force spread from his blood throughout his body, his heart beat loudly, and he made a loud sound in his mind.

Qin Ming felt a power in his heart that he could not control but belonged to him.

This power was so powerful that he couldn't even suppress it.

"Ouch..."

With a roar, a crazy aura shot out from Qin Ming's body, sweeping through everyone present like a strong wind.

Qin Ming has now completely transformed and turned into another person.

I saw a long horn on his head, and fiery red scales on his back, chest, limbs, and all over his body. Under the sunlight, these scales floated like a dream, as if they were burning.

They didn't touch the scales on Qin Ming's body, but everyone could see how hard and bloodthirsty the scales were, especially the pitch-black scales on his fists that were covered with barbs and emitted a dark light, which made people feel even more...

Shocked.

Qin Ming swung his long tail behind him and stared at the sword-wielding warrior fiercely, his eyes full of fighting intent.

Unprecedentedly powerful, Qin Ming felt that he was invincible.

He knew this was an illusion, but one thing he was sure of was that when he saw the sword-wielding warrior before, he saw a huge threat in him.

Even after the sword-wielding warrior transformed, he felt that if he faced him, he would most likely die, and the possibility of escaping would be less than 10%.

But now that he has transformed, when he looks at the sword-wielding warrior, not only does he feel no danger from him. And Qin Ming had a vague feeling that he could kill the other party.

"This is..." Everyone looked behind Qin Ming.

His mouth opened wide, full of disbelief.

Although Qin Ming's transformation looks terrifying, impressive and frightening, these are nothing compared to the phantom behind him.

The shadow behind him was lifelike, a big bird with blazing flames on its body, looking down at everyone present.

Of course, everyone actually knows that this big bird is an illusion, it is just transformed by the power of Qin Ming's bloodline, and it will not be conscious at all.

But from this shadow, the warriors could see its nobility and disdain for the warriors.

This kind of nobility is innate and inviolable.

"Qingluan!" The sword-wielding warrior yelled in horror, as if seeing the most terrifying monster in the world, his eyes widened, his eyeballs bulged, he turned around and ran away without looking back.

The other warriors of the Langyuan tribe were frightened when they saw the boss. They didn't know where the young man in front of them came from, and they couldn't afford to offend him.

Although he was reluctant to part with the black stone on the ground, he followed their boss and left in a hurry.