Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Tang Tianxuan had been watching from above, and saw that some of the Martial Cultivators had not come up yet.    

Although most of the pills on the high platform had disappeared, there were still some left.    

He had prepared the pills according to the number of people. It was normal for there to be more, but there shouldn't be so many.    

Tang Tianxuan said again: "Every Martial Cultivator who came up to receive the pill has been registered. Martial Cultivators who have yet to receive the pill, I will give the pill to you in future transactions."    

"However... I hope that you can take the pills now. The battle is about to begin, and it is time for the healing pills. Please do not let down the Alliance Master's good intentions!"    

Hearing this, the Martial Cultivator who did not go on stage in the end walked up helplessly.    

It was not that they did not want the pill, but they felt guilty.    

They had not even killed the Poison Demon yet, and they had already received so much kindness from the alliance. They felt a little embarrassed.    

Many Martial Cultivators were not willing to accept the kindness of others.    

However, Vice Alliance Master Tang Tianxuan said that if they did not receive the pill this time, then the pill would always remember. In the future, when they traded with the alliance, they would also give them the pill.    

If they did not want the two pills, they would have to stop trading with the alliance.    

Or they would refuse every time.    

The Martial Cultivators could all see that Qin Ming really wanted to give them the pill, and that he really didn't want them to die on the battlefield.    

In that case, they had no choice but to accept Qin Ming's kind offer.    

On the stage, Tang Tianxuan had a smile on her face. Seeing the Martial Cultivators receive their pills, she looked at the sky.    

It was already afternoon, the best time to attack the inner city.    

At this time, Qin Ming descended from the sky and landed on the high platform.    

Everyone was excited to see Qin Ming.    

Even though Qin Ming rarely showed up, most of the Martial Cultivators here were only seeing him for the first time.    

They had been listening to the rumors about Qin Ming ever since they arrived at the Alliance.    

Qin Ming was the one who provided them with so many benefits.    

The Alliance did not ask for a share of resources from the Martial Cultivators. On the contrary, it had been giving them resources and helping them.    

"Alliance Master!"    

"Alliance Master!"    

"Alliance Master!"    

... ""    

The Martial Cultivators shouted in unison.    

Qin Ming bowed in response to the Martial Cultivators' enthusiasm: "Thank you for coming here today."    

"You should know that we are about to attack the inner city."    

"I've already investigated your information. There are more than four hundred thousand elite Poison Demons. They're extremely strong, and the weakest of them has reached the late stages of the Divine Beast Realm."    

"There are also many Poison Demons that are stronger than others, and each team has an expert."    

"There's no one weaker than us in terms of strength."    

The faces of the Martial Cultivators changed slightly when they heard Qin Ming's words.    

They knew that the Poison Demon was very strong, but they didn't expect it to be this strong.    

The war was not a group battle, but was divided into many teams, commanded by the strong.    

They had never imagined that the Poison Demon Family would have so many peerless experts. Each group had a peerless expert.    

They didn't have many peerless experts on their side, and apart from Qin Ming, the only one whose martial arts strength exceeded that of peerless experts was Hua Yuan Kui.    

Most of their teams didn't have any peerless experts either.    

If they were to fight with the Poison Demon like this, they would be at a great disadvantage.    

Thinking about the difference in strength, the Martial Cultivators' faces were all very serious.