The members of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan looked at Qin Ming's eyes, not puzzled, but very distressed and incomparable admiration.
Many smart human warriors also noticed that the eyes of the Jinxuan macaque clan members were not right, they did not discuss it, but watched patiently.
At this time, Qin Ming had already refined a batch of pills, and there were members of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan beside him, who hurriedly stepped forward to help clean up, and took out all the pills in the alchemy furnace.
As for Qin Ming and the others, they closed their eyes and rested their minds, resting hard.
After tidying up, members of the Jinxuan macaque tribe saluted Qin Ming respectfully and reminded them in a low voice.
Qin Ming nodded, stepped forward and took out Yuan Zhi from the interspatial ring, and at the same time took out a small knife, slashed his chest, and let the blood drip into the alchemy furnace.
Seeing Qin Ming dripping blood, every member of the Jinxuan macaque tribe showed unbearable expression on their faces.
At this time, all the human warriors present were completely silent, and only then did they understand why Qin Ming's face and skin were so pale.
It turned out that Qin Ming was using his own blood to make alchemy!
They are able to become strong in the realm of beasts, naturally they have extensive knowledge, and they are all warriors who know that they have strong blood, and the blood in their bodies can be used as materials for alchemy and weapon refining.
But very few people would use their own blood to make alchemy, because too much blood loss would cause people to become delirious, at least it would affect their mental state.
Alchemy is a matter that requires concentration. If the mental state is not good, it will cause the failure of alchemy.
Moreover, for ordinary warriors, even if the blood in their bodies is of high quality, they still need a lot of blood to replace certain source plants.
So even if one's own blood could be used for alchemy, most alchemists would not do so.
Many people, this was the first time they saw Qin Ming use his own blood to make alchemy, and it gave them a great shock.
The most important thing is that Qin Ming's face is now pale, even his skin is pale, which cannot be caused by a little blood.
Qin Ming practiced here for seven consecutive days, so it is very likely that Qin Ming has been using his own blood to refine alchemy for seven days, which is why he has become this dying appearance.
"Unbelievable." A warrior sighed.
"Qin Ming's identity is the patriarch of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan, and he has the supreme bloodline. He is nobler than all the people in the supreme world, but he does not stand tall just because of his noble status."
"On the contrary, he dedicated his strength to the Jinxuan Macaque Clan and the entire Supreme World. No wonder he was admired by the Jinxuan Macaque Clan and achieved today's achievements."
"In my life, I have never admired anyone. Qin Ming is the first person I admire from the bottom of my heart." A man with a goatee said.
Everyone sighed, unable to express the feelings in their hearts, but they looked at Qin Ming with a strange look.
Human warriors are selfish, so they don't trust each other.
It's not like they didn't believe everyone in the first place.
It's because I have been deceived too many times and suffered too many losses, so I understand that I can't trust anyone easily.
The reason why they came to the Jinxuan Macaque Clan and helped the Jinxuan Macaque Clan was also because the Jinxuan Macaque Clan was an ancient race.
If the Jinxuan macaque tribe was just a small faction, no matter how much reward he promised, they would not join, let alone obey orders.
The human fighters who are alive now have all received a lot of rewards from the Jinxuan Macaque Clan.