Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Unfortunately, it doesn't work. Not only does it not work, but it falls at a very fast speed.

Finally, it landed in the center of the blood pool, splashing a large amount of blood.

"Ah..." Wang Biliao screamed in pain. Because of the pain, his vision became blurred, but he could still see the two poison demons leaving from a distance.

"Don't leave, let me go up!" Wang Biliao watched in despair as the two poison demons left, enduring inhuman pain.

He wanted to be in a coma, and as long as he could avoid this kind of pain, he would do anything.

Xuechi's resentment was aimed at the soul, and he couldn't be unconscious at all.

Pain, extreme pain, without entering the blood pool, I would never have been able to imagine that there was such horrific pain in this world.

Punishments such as skinning and cramping cannot be compared with the punishment of bloodthirsty.

Every breath he takes feels like a year to Wang Biliao. Now he only hopes that he can die soon.

But the energy in the blood pool made him feel extremely painful, but it just wouldn't let him die, and it just kept torturing him.

hatred……

Wang Biliao's heart was filled with hatred. He hated Qin Ming, hated the poisonous demon, and hated everything in the world.

More and more resentment emerged from Wang Biliao's body and was absorbed by the blood pool.

Wang Biliao didn't know that he was exuding resentment. He couldn't see or hear anything now, he could only feel the boundless pain.

Wang Biliao could only hate Qin Ming in his heart to alleviate the pain a little.

He only hopes that he can die soon, but why is his life so tenacious?

Just as he was struggling painfully, in the center of the blood pool, a drop of blood that was incompatible with the blood pool floated towards Wang Biliao as if it were alive.

For the other human warriors beside the blood pool, this drop of blood turned a blind eye, but for Wang Biliao, it was full of interest.

He felt the hatred in Wang Biliao and also felt Wang Biliao's weakness. In a flash, blood entered Wang Biliao's body.

After entering Wang Biliao's body, the blood began to merge with Wang Biliao.

The integration process did not prevent Wang Biliao from suffering. On the contrary, because his consciousness became clearer, the pain became more intense.

Wang Biliao wanted to scream, but his throat could no longer make a sound.

One night passed, and Wang Biliao seemed to have experienced a thousand years. He felt that this time was so long.

In his heart, he always thinks about Qin Ming and hates Qin Ming. Only hatred can sustain him until now.

"Am I not dead?" Wang Biliao looked at his hands in disbelief.

I don't know when the rope that tied him was gone, but he survived intact.

After coming here, he heard other warriors talk about this terrifying blood pool.

The blood pool has the ability to melt the warrior's body, as well as other things.

Almost anything that contains energy can be melted by the blood pool. The only difference is how fast it melts.

The two poison demons left, obviously to let him transform into the blood pool, and use his flesh and blood to provide energy to the blood pool.

To the Poison Demon, human warriors who are useless will be used as waste.

He was thrown into the center of the blood pool and treated as trash. Logically speaking, his entire body should be melted by the blood pool.

But now not only has he not been melted, but he is still standing here intact.

"The blood pool does no harm to me. Not only that, I even feel that I can absorb the energy in it." Wang Biliao looked at the blood flowing around him. Unfortunately, it doesn't work. Not only does it not work, but it falls at a very fast speed.

Finally, it landed in the center of the blood pool, splashing a large amount of blood.

"Ah..." Wang Biliao screamed in pain. Because of the pain, his vision became blurred, but he could still see the two poison demons leaving from a distance.

"Don't leave, let me go up!" Wang Biliao watched in despair as the two poison demons left, enduring inhuman pain.

He wanted to be in a coma, and as long as he could avoid this kind of pain, he would do anything.

Xuechi's resentment was aimed at the soul, and he couldn't be unconscious at all.

Pain, extreme pain, without entering the blood pool, I would never have been able to imagine that there was such horrific pain in this world.

Punishments such as skinning and cramping cannot be compared with the punishment of bloodthirsty.

Every breath he takes feels like a year to Wang Biliao. Now he only hopes that he can die soon.

But the energy in the blood pool made him feel extremely painful, but it just wouldn't let him die, and it just kept torturing him.

hatred……

Wang Biliao's heart was filled with hatred. He hated Qin Ming, hated the poisonous demon, and hated everything in the world.

More and more resentment emerged from Wang Biliao's body and was absorbed by the blood pool.

Wang Biliao didn't know that he was exuding resentment. He couldn't see or hear anything now, he could only feel the boundless pain.

Wang Biliao could only hate Qin Ming in his heart to alleviate the pain a little.

He only hopes that he can die soon, but why is his life so tenacious?

Just as he was struggling painfully, in the center of the blood pool, a drop of blood that was incompatible with the blood pool floated towards Wang Biliao as if it were alive.

For the other human warriors beside the blood pool, this drop of blood turned a blind eye, but for Wang Biliao, it was full of interest.

He felt the hatred in Wang Biliao and also felt Wang Biliao's weakness. In a flash, blood entered Wang Biliao's body.

After entering Wang Biliao's body, the blood began to merge with Wang Biliao.

The integration process did not prevent Wang Biliao from suffering. On the contrary, because his consciousness became clearer, the pain became more intense.

Wang Biliao wanted to scream, but his throat could no longer make a sound.

One night passed, and Wang Biliao seemed to have experienced a thousand years. He felt that this time was so long.

In his heart, he always thinks about Qin Ming and hates Qin Ming. Only hatred can sustain him until now.

"Am I not dead?" Wang Biliao looked at his hands in disbelief.

I don't know when the rope that tied him was gone, but he survived intact.

After coming here, he heard other warriors talk about this terrifying blood pool.

The blood pool has the ability to melt the warrior's body, as well as other things.

Almost anything that contains energy can be melted by the blood pool. The only difference is how fast it melts.

The two poison demons left, obviously to let him transform into the blood pool, and use his flesh and blood to provide energy to the blood pool.

To the Poison Demon, human warriors who are useless will be used as waste.

He was thrown into the center of the blood pool and treated as trash. Logically speaking, his entire body should be melted by the blood pool.

But now not only has he not been melted, but he is still standing here intact.

"The blood pool does no harm to me. Not only that, I even feel that I can absorb the energy in it." Wang Biliao looked at the blood flowing around him.