Opening his pale lips, Qin Ming swallowed the healing elixir. He felt a wave of vitality coming from his abdomen, and he let out a long sigh of relief.
Don't look at the majestic appearance of the killing cry just now, in fact, he was holding on.
"Be patient!" Lian Ren held the handle of the knife carefully, and when he saw that Qin Ming was ready, he pulled it out suddenly.
Immediately, a large amount of bright red blood spattered from Qin Ming's chest, and Lian Ren clearly saw the snow-white bones the moment he pulled out the sword.
This knife had cut off Qin Ming's ribs.
Enduring the severe pain, Qin Ming took out a healing elixir from the interspatial ring, and swallowed it again.
The effect of the dragon-level healing elixir was immediate, and Qin Ming's chest injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Don't worry about me, go and direct them." Qin Ming waved his hand, telling Lian Ren not to worry about himself.
Lian Ren nodded heavily, then turned his head slowly, and charged towards the poisonous demon warrior.
Amidst the sound of killing, Qin Ming slowly landed on the ground, sat cross-legged on the ground, panting heavily.
The battle just now seemed extremely short, but it exhausted Qin Ming's physical strength extremely.
Coupled with the injury, Qin Ming only felt that it was difficult for him to even stand up.
But it's all worth it.
Qin Ming looked up, with a faint smile in his eyes.
Mo Xin is not his opponent, but it will take a long time to kill this poisonous demon at the peak of the Dragon Realm.
So Qin Ming chose to surprise him, use the strongest attack, and kill him at the fastest speed.
For this, he did not hesitate to pay the price of serious injury to himself.
There are poisonous demons everywhere around Yancheng, and they don't know where the other poisonous demon teams are. There may be danger here at any time.
The sooner the battle is over, the sooner these poisonous monsters are defeated, the safer.
So Qin Ming can't procrastinate, he can only make a quick decision.
Fortunately, his plan succeeded. Although he was seriously injured, it didn't matter, he had the perfect dragon-level healing pill.
Feeling that the injuries in his body were recovering little by little, Qin Ming frowned. "For an ordinary dragon-level warrior, a perfect dragon-level pill can recover no matter how many injuries he suffered."
"But I've already taken two Perfect Dragon Level Healing Pills, and the medicinal properties of the pills are almost exhausted, but the wound will be healed?"
"Why is this happening? Is it because my physique is too strong?"
"Or because of Fenghuo?"
Although Qin Ming was seriously injured, he was not on the verge of death, but with this kind of injury, two perfect dragon-level healing pills were unable to fully restore his body.
After thinking about it, Qin Ming was still not sure whether it was because of the integration of wind and fire through practicing "Return to One", or because he was a holy blood warrior and his body was too strong.
Shaking his head, Qin Ming didn't think about it any more. Anyway, he had enough dragon-level healing pills, so if one didn't work, he could take two.
Taking a few more pills is just a drop in the bucket for him, so don't worry about it.
When Qin Ming was resting, the warriors in Yancheng wanted to approach him to thank him, but they were afraid of disturbing Qin Ming's rest.
Many warriors stood in the distance, looking at Qin Ming gratefully.
More warriors, they ran out of the city in groups, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong.
After resting for about a quarter of an hour, the battle above gradually came to an end.
The reason why this battle ended so quickly was because the demon's heart was dead, the morale of the poisonous demon was lowered, and because the warriors of the Cloud City Alliance used the elixir regardless of the cost.