"What's wrong with me?" Qin Ming looked blankly at his hands and the entire battlefield.

There were countless corpses underneath, and blood flowed into rivers, and his whole body was covered with blood.

He had some vague impressions about the war, but it was very vague.

He only knew that because of the countless killings, he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart more and more, so he simply let go of the suppression and let his body follow his nature.

So he was completely surrounded by killing intent, and when he woke up, the war was over.

"Master Qin!" Lian Ren stepped forward and supported Qin Ming.

The sequelae of the transformation struck, and Qin Ming felt extremely exhausted.

The feeling of being powerless all over the body is really uncomfortable.

"We won." Lian Ren said excitedly, "We defeated seven thousand dragon-level poisonous demons. As long as a small number of poisonous demons escape, most of them will be killed by us."

"Today's battle has changed the situation in the entire Tianlong world, and we have an opportunity to win."

Hearing this, Qin Ming looked around the battlefield with a smile on his face, "That's right, we have won, we have won a key victory."

This victory is a turning point. If there is no victory in this battle, they have always been passive, but now, at least they have the power to fight back against the poisonous demon forces.

Moreover, due to various reasons, the demon ancestor has lost the hearts of the poisonous demon forces.

In the future, the poisonous demon forces will re-elect a demon ancestor, or the current demon ancestor will continue to serve, it is not the best choice for the poisonous demon forces.

They will delay a lot of time and give Tianlong World a chance to breathe.

Qin Ming looked at the warriors around him, and said with relief, "It's all because the Yuncheng Alliance has these fighters who dare to fight and kill, that we can win the war."

In the eyes, the number of warriors is much smaller, only 4,000 people by visual estimation.

"Leader..." Xia Fang flew over, his voice choked up, "Our Yuncheng Alliance only has 4,100 people, and the other warriors died in this war..."

Because of the perfect dragon-level healing elixir, as long as you don't die on the spot, you can take the elixir and recover quickly.

"Five thousand dragon-level warriors and all seven thousand dragon-level poisonous demons have been wiped out. We have done a good job." Qin Ming patted Xia Fang on the shoulder and comforted him.

This is the first time that the Yuncheng Alliance has suffered such a big loss. Countless familiar warriors will never be seen again. How can you not be sad?

But compared to the victory, this loss is nothing.

Even if he worked so hard and designed a trap, he could only achieve such a result.

If he fought against the poisonous demon forces head-on, the ending would probably be miserable.

Even with the perfect dragon level healing elixir, their casualties would be extremely heavy.

After all, the perfect dragon-level healing elixir can only heal injuries, and cannot restore the warrior's physical strength.

In a life-and-death battle, warriors consume a lot of physical strength, exhausted warriors will be easily killed by poisonous demons, even if there is a perfect dragon-level healing elixir, it will not be able to save the dead.

"Let them all rest quickly. The trophies on the ground will be cleaned up after we all recover our combat power." Seeing that some warriors couldn't wait to collect the trophies, Qin Ming stopped them.

The previous battles were only small-scale, with a thousand dragon-level warriors fighting against a hundred dragon-level poisonous demons, so the battle was very easy, and they didn't waste much energy. In order to hurry up, the warriors would even pack up their spoils while fighting.