C2166 So It Was Him
Just when he was looking for a source of danger, he swept across the young people down there more than once.
But he had swept through them all.
They were so young, and they were indeed at the Snake Realm. It was impossible for them to be a threat to him.
"Could it be that he's a Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator? His innate origin technique is enough to threaten my life?"
The Bloodthirsty Elder shook his head.
This was impossible.
A Snake Realm Martial Cultivator. Even if it was a Saint Blood Martial Cultivator, no matter how powerful his innate origin technique was, it was impossible to kill a Flood Dragon Realm expert.
In this world, it was impossible to have such a heaven-defying innate origin technique.
If it could be so heaven-defying, then wouldn't countless factions treat the saint blood Martial Cultivator as a treasure?
But in reality?
No force would specially nurture a saint blood Martial Cultivator.
Because the rewards obtained from the sacrifices were not worth it.
Even a top faction would not be able to nurture a Dragon Realm Saint Blood Martial Cultivator even if they spent a hundred years.
Cultivating a Snake Realm Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator was something that an ordinary faction could do.
But what was the use of a Snake Realm Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator?
Even if this Snake Saint Blood Martial Cultivator was extremely talented, it could only be invincible against those of the same rank.
If the resources used on the Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator were used to cultivate ordinary Martial Cultivator, it could have long been cultivated into a Flood Dragon Realm powerhouse.
A Flood Dragon Realm powerhouse was enough to kill a Saint Blood Snake Realm Martial Cultivator with ease.
That's right, a normal Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator was enough to easily slaughter a Saint Blood Martial Cultivator.
Unless there was an extremely talented Saint Blood Martial Cultivator, only then would it be able to fight an ordinary Flood Dragon Realm expert to a draw.
This required a Sacred Blood Martial Cultivator to transform.
And the Saint Blood Martial Cultivator's transformation had a time limit.
Furthermore, he was not an ordinary Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator. He was a Poison Demon that people feared when they saw him.
He was a bloodthirsty demon that caused people to tremble in fear.
All sorts of deductions indicated that the Snake Realm Martial Cultivator below could not kill him.
However, when he felt the endless pressure, the Bloodthirsty Elder was still trembling with fear.
"Swoosh..."
The Nether Fire finally shot out from Qin Ming's vertical eyes.
At this moment, the Bloodthirsty Elder could finally find the source of the threat.
"So it really is this young man who gave me a sense of oppression. Damn it, what kind of attack is this?!"
The Bloodthirsty Elder felt the threat of death from the light.2
He finally understood that the more dangerous it was, the more it was the young man in front of him.
He had never seen such an attack before.
"Could it be that he's a saint blood Martial Cultivator? Even if it's a saint blood Martial Cultivator, it shouldn't be able to threaten me, right?"
"Truly inconceivable."
The Bloodthirsty Elder had countless thoughts in his mind, but in reality, only an instant had passed.
Looking at Qin Ming's eyes that were filled with killing intent, the elder was afraid.
Reason told him that the attack of a Snake Saint Blood Martial Cultivator would not be able to kill him.
However, the incomparably dangerous feeling in his mind still made him afraid.
"Damn it! I can't dodge the attack while I'm in the air!"
The Bloodthirsty Elder wanted to change directions, but no matter how he flew, he couldn't do it.
There was a no-fly formation here, so he couldn't fly at all.
Now that he was jumping in the air, even changing directions was extremely difficult.
"I can only take it head-on!"
He took out his treasured sword and placed both hands on the sword.
Even if he could not dodge an attack from a Snake Realm Martial Cultivator, he should be able to take it head on without any problems.
As long as he borrowed the force of the attack, he would have thousands of ways to kill a Snake Realm Martial Cultivator.
A cruel smile appeared on the Bloodthirsty Elder's face. He didn't want to kill this young man who dared to attack him so easily.
He wanted to use all the cruel methods he knew on this young man.
He wanted to let him know what kind of price he had to pay to attack an invincible expert who was a whole level stronger than him.
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