Alchemy & Martial Supreme

In just such a question and answer, time flies quickly, and soon comes to a valley, and the skylark screams.

"Here." Hearing the call, Jue Wuya looked happy.

Qin Ming looked down, and there was a huge valley below. The valley was overgrown with weeds, trees criss-crossed, and a layer of clear mist surrounded the valley, eerie and terrifying.

Suddenly, Qin Ming bombarded with a fist towards Jue Wuya, and the sharp fist rubbed against the air, creating a violent wind.

Jue Wuya showed a panicked look on his face, and desperately dodged to the side, but it was a pity that Qin Ming's body was grasped by Qin Ming's left hand, unable to avoid this heavy punch.

Avoiding the critical point, Jue Wuya abruptly withstood Qin Ming's attack, and with the impact of this punch, Jue Wuya broke away from Qin Ming's left hand.

Also successfully avoided Qin Ming's next attack.

Jue Wuya was bombarded by Qin Ming into the valley below, and there was a rumbling sound, and the entire valley echoed. It is conceivable that Qin Ming just made the punch.

However, Qin Ming stood with his hands in the air, his face was not pretty.

"It feels wrong, he is a martial artist."

For a moment, it might be that Qin Ming was aware that it was impossible to come down, and Jue Wuya flew up.

There was a faint blood mark on his mouth. Obviously, the punch that Qin Ming just made made Jue Wuya uncomfortable and hurt him.

"Who are you?" Qin Ming wasn't surprised at the flying ability of ‘Unbounded’, instead he asked with a heavy expression.

"It's really not easy." After clapping his hands, Jue Wuya's face showed a smile, his voice was low and hoarse, not Jue Wuya's voice, "We didn't misunderstand you, you are more difficult than imagined. Deal with."

"We?" Qin Ming's eyes shrank, and a figure appeared next to "Jue Wuya".

This person was wearing a purple gown and looked about 20 years old, with a melon seed face, a knife eyebrow, a smile on his face, and an evil spirit all over his body.

"Introduce myself, everyone in the world calls me the evil son." The man in the purple gown pointed to "No End", "He is the Holy Lord."

"Yuan Continent?" Qin Ming's eyes shrank sharply, his heart beating.

The cold moon was like a knife, sprinkled on the valley, shining on the evil son's face, and an evil charm spread over the face.

This is definitely a powerful martial artist in the Scorpion power, and Qin Ming's heart is tight, his most worried thing still happened.

Bronze medals, silver medals, gold medals, sure enough, there are even higher levels.

"Oh?" The evil son was surprised, "How do you know that I'm from Yuan Continent?"

Qin Ming didn’t speak. He lived on the Yuan Continent for 10,000 years. He could hear it by just listening to his accent. Moreover, people in Yuan Continent have a breath that cannot be seen or touched, but as long as he lives for a long time. Yuan mainland can be felt very easily.

Hearing the evil son confessing that he had come from the Yuan Continent, Qin Ming sighed secretly in his heart, what happened to this scorpion force and why he had to fight the Qin family.

Coming from Yuan Continent is not easy. It is estimated that only one hundred ships can pass through the sea of ​​despair with luck.

The Scorpion forces sent the Emperor Wu from the Yuan Continent. You can imagine how much they have paid, and you can also imagine their determination to destroy the Qin family.

The evil son didn't care about Qin Ming's refusal. He smiled and said: "I'm a little curious, how did you discover the flaws of the Holy Lord? Even me, I can't see through the transformation of the Holy Lord."