Chapter 3217

On the other side, the Demon Ancestor led the poisonous demons and finally escaped from the pursuit of the Yuncheng Alliance.

They were all relieved to see that the Yuncheng Alliance did not come after them.

"Ma...mo Zu, are you alright?" a close aide asked concerned.

Demon Ancestor clutched his chest injured by Qin Ming, sighed and shook his head, "I'm fine, but it's a pity I couldn't kill Qin Ming."

The Perfect Dragon Realm Healing Pill is very effective, even if he was seriously injured by Qin Ming, he recovered quickly.

After seeing the efficacy of the perfect dragon-level healing elixir, the Demon Ancestor was even more greedy for the perfect dragon-level elixir.

Even if he is a demon ancestor, he has been collecting perfect dragon-level pills, but he only has less than a hundred healing pills in his hand.

Even if the perfect dragon-level healing pills in the hands of all the poisonous demons in the entire poisonous demon force are gathered, it is estimated that there are more than one hundred pills.

Don't look at the number of more than a hundred, but the poisonous demon force has 30,000 dragon-level poisonous demons, and even one for each person is far from enough.

The war's demand for pills is endless, and there are more than a hundred perfect dragon-level healing pills, too little, too little.

But although the Yuncheng Alliance has sold many perfect dragon-level pills, most of the pills are not healing pills, and there are only a few healing pills left, and it is impossible for all of them to fall into their hands.

Tried all kinds of methods, but only got more than one hundred pieces.

"It's no wonder that the Yuncheng Alliance can persist for so long, and the more they fight, the more courageous they become." After feeling the effect of the perfect dragon-level elixir, Mozu finally knew why the strength of the warriors of the Yuncheng Alliance was much worse than that of the Poison Demon, and their morale was also low. It was far inferior, but in several wars, only a small number of people died.

Apart from the large number of people in each of their battles, the most important thing is Qin Ming and the perfect dragon-level healing pill.

"It's no wonder that the warriors of the Yuncheng Alliance are in groups of three, and they have endless perfect dragon-level healing pills. Even if one of them is injured in a group of three, they can still take the pills under the cover of their teammates, and then continue to fight."

"Although the warriors of the Yuncheng Alliance are not strong, they can recover quickly after being injured. However, our dragon-level poisonous demons, after being injured, do not have perfect dragon-level pills to heal their wounds, and they can easily lose their combat effectiveness."

Mozu couldn't help feeling a headache when he thought of the role of the dragon-level perfect healing elixir in war.

Obviously, the number of dragon-level poisonous demons is much larger than the warriors of the Yuncheng Alliance, and their strength is also stronger than them. Logically speaking, they should be crushing against the Yuncheng Alliance.

Even if all the dragon realm fighters in the entire Tianlong world gather together, their poisonous demon forces can still win the battle.

With such a big advantage, he has always been extremely confident.

But repeated setbacks made his firm self-confidence slightly shaken.

Especially this time when he dealt with Qin Ming, he thought he was safe, but he didn't expect that he would fail in the end.

"However, forcing Qin Ming to transform, he can only lie on the bed in the future. Without Qin Ming's interference, the poisonous demon forces can definitely completely occupy the Tianlong World within two months!" Demon Ancestor thought bitterly.

He is still extremely worried about Qin Ming, but now he has no other way.

The Yuncheng Alliance seems to know their exact location, and it is impossible to assassinate Qin Ming.

Since Qin Ming couldn't be killed, he could only hope in his heart that Qin Ming wouldn't make any more fools.

Thinking that Qin Ming could only stay on the bed for a long time, Mo Zu felt relieved.