Alchemy & Martial Supreme

If there were only one thousand, they might still be able to fight, even if they couldn't win, they should be able to escape a few.

But the two thousand elite martial arts have blocked them in the room, how can they escape?

As for desperately...

Even if there are ten martial sage supreme powers, it is impossible to win, not to mention only...one, um...none.

Looking at the many elite martial artists, especially Yuan Ba, Chu Sheng, and Yun Xiatian, Qin Ming's face suddenly became hard to look.

This is all the scorpion demon forces and warriors have come, just to besiege him.

Xuanming secretly pulled Qinming's sleeve, and his eyes motioned to the crimson silk hanging on the wall.

In an instant, Qin Ming felt at ease.

He just accidentally made a hole in the wall with his sky eyes. If they run fast, it seems possible to escape from here.

At least they are not blocked in the room now.

Qin Ming nodded secretly.

Immediately, Xuan Ming began to gesture, directing everyone to move closer to Qin Ming.

"Everyone, pay attention to the order!"

"Yes!" everyone was shocked and said loudly.

"Still fighting stubbornly?" Yun Xiatian stroked her hair and smiled lightly at Qin Ming: "Qin Ming, you have no chance of life now. No matter how you do it, it's just a dying struggle."

"Dying struggling?" Qin Ming's eyes condensed: "It's great that the fish die and the net is broken!"

"Haha... the fish die and the net is broken, are you qualified?" Qi Wuye stepped forward and looked at Qin Ming pityingly, "Now you have only a dead end. Don't say you are just a martial sage, even if you are the strongest martial sage, It's just a dead end."

"Want to die?"

"Don't be afraid to tell you, there are a total of four martial arts strongest."

"I want to see, why are you dead?"

"Oh? The four most powerful martial artists?" Qin Ming scanned the audience.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black long gown with a gloomy face came out and glanced at Qin Ming with a terrifying murderous look in his eyes: "You are Qin Ming?"

"Are you... the third martial sage of the Scorpion Demon force?" Qin Ming said calmly, looking at the opponent's unreserved killing intent.

"Yes, I am one of Shengzong's sons." The middle-aged man nodded: "You can call me Changwu, you are qualified to know my name."

"Zizi..." Qin Ming made a sound in his mouth, looking at Qi Wuye underneath with pity: "I didn't expect it!"

"The very famous Dan Qizong actually took refuge in the notorious Scorpion Demon forces."

"I don't know if your ancestors of Dan Qizong will crawl out of the grave angrily."

Dan Qizong's elite martial arts sage, now the number is less than three hundred, and the power of the scorpion demon is huge.

And they are united to deal with themselves, it is impossible to be allies.

Then there is only one possibility, Dan Qizong has completely taken refuge in the Scorpion Demon forces.

At least in the secret realm, Dan Qizong completely took refuge.

"You..." Qi Wuye was anxious, "You are all dying now, and still worry about other people's affairs?"

"Think more about yourself!"

Qi Wuye wanted Qin Ming to die, but some people wanted more. Yun Xiatian stared at Qin Ming and said:

"A person who knows the current affairs is a Junjie, Qin Ming, I admire you very much. If you sincerely join my saint sect, I guarantee you to become the strongest martial artist.

"With your qualifications and talents, after you become the strongest man in the martial arts, you will sit firmly in the position of the saint son."

"If you can dedicate the healing sacred pill that can recover instantly to Zongmen, Zongmen will help you become Emperor Wu!"

"At that time, you will be under one person and above tens of thousands."

"You also know that the true strength of our scorpion demon power, sooner or later we will dominate the world, why not join us and enjoy the glory and wealth?"