Alchemy&Martial Supreme

Soon, the man on the bed in the room stopped breathing.

After waiting for a moment, Qin Ming opened a hole and drilled into it.

Slowly walked to the bluestone, touched the space ring, a jade bottle appeared in the hand, the jade bottle was enchanting red, poured out a pill, the red of the pill was black, the nine lines on it, vaguely moving, extremely strange.

The pill was finely ground into powder and placed in the crevice of bluestone. With the influx of air, the powder slowly drifted into the hole.

After thinking about it, Qin Ming poured out another pill. He repeated what he had just done and put the pill in the crevice.

After finishing this, Qin Ming stood aside, closed his eyes, opened his talent and magic, and watched zhengxinzong wuzun in the cellar.

This pill is colorless and tasteless, and it is very fine ground by Qin Ming. It is mixed with the dust in the air and can't be seen at all.

Zhengxinzong wuzun was sitting in a sitting posture, breathing evenly and practising with an eye-catching manner. He didn't notice that there was a terrible poisonous powder in the air.

This poisonous powder, floating around zhengxinzong wuzun, filled the whole room.

Suddenly, zhengxinzong wuzun snorted and spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the black blood on the ground, his face turned blue.

Want to stand up, but suddenly the whole body is weak, hands support the bed, hard to stand up.

Looking at the passage, the passage that used to jump up and go out instantly has become so narrow and long.

His eyes were full of reluctance and even a little puzzled. Zhengxinzong wuzun stood, closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

Looking at Zheng Xin Zong Wu Zun's performance, Qin Ming has no expression and stands still.

After another ten breaths, Zhengxin Zong wuzun suddenly opened his eyes. When he found that no one appeared at all, his eyes were filled with disappointment.

After three rest time, zhengxinzong wuzun closed his eyes again.

Qin Ming still did not move. After a quarter of an hour, he stood up, opened the slate, and jumped down the hole. At the moment of going down, he hit the head of zhengxinzong wuzun.

Zhengxinzong wuzun didn't make any action and was directly smashed.

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief, took the space ring of zhengxinzong wuzun's hand, and carefully inspected zhengxinzong wuzun. After finding that there was no other harvest, Qin Ming left the cellar.

In zhengxinzong wuzun's space ring, he found a large number of high-quality spirit stones, Jieling liquid and countless treasures.

What's more, I found a concealed weapon of eight grades.

"Fortunately, I didn't go in at the beginning. If I was attacked by this concealed weapon in that small cellar, it would be very dangerous."

Qin Ming is playing with a cylindrical bamboo tube. The bamboo tube looks very ordinary. As a divine alchemist, Qin Ming finds that the bamboo tube is a kind of eight grade spiritual plant.

Besides refining pills, these eight kinds of Lingzhi are also good materials for making concealed weapons.

After careful observation, Qin Ming knew that as long as the bamboo tube was gently twisted, thousands of filiform needles would be emitted from the bamboo tube, which were as thin as hair and black.

Being attacked from the front, even at the speed of Qin Ming, it is impossible to avoid without injury.

These filiform needles are coated with eight kinds of poison. If they are stained with a trace of poison, they will immediately become extremely poisonous and can be slaughtered.