C670 Agree
C670 Agree
This was a naked contempt, totally not putting Qin Ming in his eyes.
"Then what benefits do you want?" In order to get Qin Ming to agree, the old man in white threw caution to the wind.
Not killing Qin Ming, this battle would be a disgrace to him for the rest of his life.
He didn't want to walk out of this place. Someone pointed at his back and said, I'm not as good as a kid. I'll live my whole life as a dog.
If he didn't kill Qin Ming, he would have been traumatized for the rest of his life. He wouldn't even be able to take another step forward in his path of martial arts.
He was now Peak of Martial Emperor. If he wanted to become a Martial Sovereign, he would need to pass the internal demon Tribulation. And now, Qin Ming was his internal demon. If he couldn't defeat him face to face, he would have no hope of becoming a Martial Sovereign in this lifetime.
Qin Ming looked at the old man with a disgusted expression. Finally, he said slowly, "How about this? You don't have anything valuable on you. That divine tool alchemy furnace is barely qualified."
The old man frowned. This alchemy furnace belonged to the Pill Alliance, so he only had the right to use it.
Just as he was in a difficult situation, a voice sounded beside his ear.
"Promise him."
"Sovereign." The old man instantly understood. This was Sovereign's voice transmission. He looked up at the sky and said, "Sure."
Hearing the old man's reply, all the Martial Cultivator became excited. The fight pill of Life and Death was no ordinary pill fight, it was very difficult to see it.
Furthermore, this was the fight pill of a Saint Alchemist. This was the first time they had seen it in a thousand years.
Saint Alchemist was extremely precious on this continent. It was extremely difficult to see them concoct pills, let alone the fight pill of Life and Death.
Qing Yan looked at Qin Ming with a worried expression. Although Qin Ming was a brilliant alchemist, the fight pill of Life and Death was not only a test of his ability to concoct pills, it also tested his courage, courage, etc.
Jue Wuya sat in his seat. He was not worried at all. He had been with Qin Ming for a long time, and he knew Qin Ming's personality. Qin Ming rarely did things that would bring him great benefits, unless it took him no effort to obtain the benefits.
A divine tool alchemy furnace might be very precious to others, but every time Qin Ming concocted a pill, he would concoct it in the void. Therefore, to Qin Ming, a divine tool alchemy furnace was just like that.
Since he was willing to accept the challenge for the divine tool alchemy furnace, it proved that this competition was foolproof.
"Are the two of you ready?" The referee stood in the middle of the stage and looked at the two of them as he asked.
The Pill Saint elder nodded solemnly. Qin Ming waved his hand and said, "Yes."
"Then, with two hours as the limit, the two of you refine a poison pill, give the other party one, and then have two hours to refine the antidote. If the two of you are not dead, then continue to refine poison pills. Repeat like this. "
" Begin. "
Hearing the referee say start, the Pill Saint elder immediately began to refine the pill.
Two hours to the pill he wanted to refine, he was a little nervous.
"Brat, I forgot to tell you, my specialty is refining poison pills."
Looking at Qin Ming who was standing there nonchalantly, the Pill Saint old man said somewhat angrily.
"Oh! Got it. Then hurry up and refine it!" Qin Ming yawned and also began refining.
He could already feel the killing intent in the old man's eyes.
He never showed mercy to those who wanted to kill him. Since the Pill Alliance had become his enemy, he might as well offend them.
First, he would kill one of their Pill Saint to make their heart ache. He believed that even in the Pill Alliance, there were only a few Pill Saint, and they were considered core figures.