Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The trees here were tall and tall, and weeds grew everywhere. Let alone a thousand people, even if ten thousand people hid here, it would be very difficult to find them.    

In addition, Qin Ming had a Demon Searching Talisman that surpassed the Dragon Rank, so he wasn't worried about a large number of Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator coming over.    

With the Demon Seeking Seal that was beyond the Dragon Rank, it meant that he was in the dark, and the Poison Demon Faction was in the light.    

If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many Poison Demon Dragon Rank Martial Cultivator, Qin Ming wouldn't have had to worry about not being able to win.    

Sitting on the ground, all of the Cloud City Alliance's Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator were very happy. They had won another battle.    

However, the Vice Alliance Masters and Qin Ming kept a straight face.    

"You are very happy that you have defeated a small group of Poison Demon forces?" Qin Ming stood up and said with disappointment.    

Upon hearing this, the Martial Cultivator were all stunned.    

In their opinion, the Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator was very powerful. It was able to defeat seven hundred Dragon Realm Poison Devils and wipe them all out. Why wasn't it worth being happy about?    

They believed that once this battle was spread out, the Cloud City Alliance's prestige would be even higher. They would also be honored.    

This was seven hundred Dragon Realm Poison Demons. They had only lost nearly three hundred people, yet they had killed all seven hundred Poison Demons.    

No matter who it was that came to watch this battle, they would all think that it was a great victory.    

Qin Ming sighed slightly and said slowly. "We have the advantage, but nearly three hundred people have died. What is there to be happy about?"    

"Let me tell you, my goal is to kill all these Dragon Realm Poison Devils. At most, fifty people will die. This is the goal in my heart."    

"Furthermore, in my opinion, if it wasn't because your strength is too weak and you don't know how to cooperate, I feel that more than fifty people would have died."    

The requirements were too strict.    

Many of the Martial Cultivator below heard Qin Ming's words and felt that Qin Ming's requirements were too much.    

How could there not be deaths in war? Being able to win this battle at the price of three hundred people was already considered a great victory.    

Seeing that the Martial Cultivator did not agree, lian Ren stood up and loudly criticized: "Look at all of you, especially the new Martial Cultivator that just joined the Cloud City Alliance. All of you have suffered different degrees of injuries."    

"Look at the old Martial Cultivator of the Cloud City Alliance. How many of them have died and how many of them have been injured?"    

Hearing this, the Martial Cultivator looked at the old Martial Cultivator of the Cloud City Alliance. These people had serious expressions and were not smiling. They did not take this victory to heart at all.    

Only they were complacent. They could see from these people that they were very dissatisfied with the outcome of this battle.    

Could it be that this battle was really so bad?    

Many Martial Cultivator had some doubts in their hearts.    

However, they had defeated the vicious Poison Demon. Although it was only a small team, there were still a total of seven hundred people.    

After killing 700 people, were they still not satisfied?    

"What's going on? Why are these people dying so little? Did they deliberately let us die in front of them when they were giving orders?" At this moment, a fierce-looking Martial Cultivator was scolding loudly with anger.    

Hearing the warning of the Martial Cultivator, the others also carefully looked at the old Martial Cultivator of the Cloud City Alliance. When they looked at it, they discovered that the three hundred people who had just died were mostly new Martial Cultivator that had just joined the Cloud City Alliance.    

These old Martial Cultivator had very few serious injuries, let alone death. That was even less.    

Out of the eight hundred plus people, only two had died.    

Of the 1,600 people, three hundred had died. However, there was a group of people who had died extremely few, which was very unusual.