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They wanted to let the human Martial Cultivators know what true courage was.
Even the very brave human Martial Cultivators who possessed the bloodline of the hero spirits looked at the hero spirits in a different way.
In the eyes of the human Martial Cultivators in the Yue Xuan world, the bloodline of a hero spirit was a symbol of courage.
Every human Martial Cultivator who possessed the bloodline of a hero spirit would not surrender to the Poison Demon. They would fight to the end.
Qin Ming named his subordinates heroic spirits, which they didn't quite understand before.
Now they understood.
Although they were not human Martial Cultivators, they were even braver than human Martial Cultivators with the bloodline of heroic spirits.
The name of heroic spirits was well deserved.
However, in this battle, the casualties of heroic spirits were too heavy.
However, they had no choice.
The battle was too intense, and many human Martial Cultivators had died.
Right now, the entire battlefield was filled with blood, and the air was filled with the thick smell of blood.
When Qin Ming arrived at the battlefield, both sides stopped.
Both the elite Poison Demon and the human Martial Cultivator were breathing heavily, and they were looking at each other fiercely.
Although many human Martial Cultivators had died, they were not afraid of the elite Poison Demon at all.
Even in battle, the number of human Martial Cultivators who had died far exceeded that of the elite Poison Demon, and their morale was getting higher and higher.
In addition to being influenced by Qin Ming, the elite Poison Demon was also much stronger than them.
Even at the same realm, the strength of the elite Poison Demon far surpassed that of the human Martial Cultivator, not to mention that most of the elite Poison Demons were at a higher realm than the human Martial Cultivator.
Every time they killed an elite Poison Demon, the human Martial Cultivators would have to pay at least five Divine Beast Realm human Martial Cultivators.
As for the human Martial Cultivators of the Divine Beast Realm, countless of them had died.
The reason why the human Martial Cultivators of the Holy Beast Realm were on the battlefield was because they had a lot of people. If they used the array together, they might be able to kill the Divine Beast Realm Poison Demon.
Although it was very difficult, they could still contribute some of their strength.
In fact, what they contributed the most was that they used their own bodies to slow down the Poison Demon's killing.
Even if five human Martial Cultivators of the Holy Beast Realm died for a human Martial Cultivator of the Holy Beast Realm, it was worth it.
The human Martial Cultivators in Yue Xuan World were too weak, so they could only use human Martial Cultivators who had not even reached the Divine Beast Realm in the realm of martial arts.
Qin Ming heaved a sigh of relief as he looked at the tragic battlefield.
Before the war began, he had already anticipated that it would be a bitter one, but he didn't expect the Poison Demons to have such a strong will. The war was even worse than he had expected.
Qin Ming raised the head in his hand and looked at the elite Poison Demon in front of him, saying, "You have already lost!"
"Your leader's head is in my hands. Do you still have a leader?"
He let all the elite Poison Demons see the Huo Jing in his hands clearly.
Seeing Huo Jing die and Hua Yuankui holding the head of one of their Elders, the elite Poison Demon's morale dropped dramatically.
"You have no hope. No matter what, you won't win."
"I'll give you a chance to commit suicide. Otherwise, if you are captured by them, you will also suffer the pain that you have given to human Martial Cultivators."
"I don't think you want to live a life worse than death!" Qin Ming threatened.
He tried his best to discourage the Poison Demon's morale.
The elite Poison Demon were too strong. If they continued to fight, the human Martial Cultivators would suffer heavy losses.
Not even ten thousand of his heroic spirits were left.
Qin Ming really didn't want to fight any longer. There had been enough deaths of human Martial Cultivators and heroic spirits.