In order to save their lives, Qin Ming really took great pains.

The warriors were moved.

How could they not feel Qin Ming's good intentions?

For so many days, they thought that Qin Ming was resting, but they did not expect that Qin Ming was actually preparing pills for them.

Everyone knew that Qin Ming had been seriously injured before.

When fighting Hua Yuankui, he lost too much blood and was almost defeated by Hua Yuankui.

In the case of serious injuries, Qin Ming did not choose to rest, but was preparing pills for them.

No one has ever cared about them so much.

"Master!" Someone yelled.

Immediately, countless voices of the leader were called out hoarsely by the warriors.

Finally gathered together, everyone called the leader in unison, and the momentum shook the entire city.

In the inner city of Ningcheng, there are 400,000 elite poisonous demons inside.

The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in white with a cold face and martial arts strength beyond peerless.

He kept looking into the distance, and listened to Qin Ming's speech on the stage with his ears pricked up.

Although the distance is far away, with his strength, he can still hear it.

And Qin Ming didn't mean to avoid them either.

Knowing that the assassination failed, he sighed, but he didn't take it to heart.

It would be best if this kind of unapproachable method succeeds, and one should not pin all one's hopes on the assassination.

Only a few people knew about the assassination of Qin Ming, so even if the assassination failed, it would not affect the morale of his subordinates.

However, he never expected that Qin Ming would actually take out a large amount of anti-poison pills.

Although he was far away, he could already smell the breath of the anti-drug pill.

Just smelling this breath, he felt some changes in the Dao of Poison.

"It's really a lot of pills for the Dao of Poison! How is that possible!" The middle-aged man's face was ashen, full of disbelief.

How could there be such a pill in the world?

Their poisonous demon family has invaded a large number of worlds, and the human fighters in these worlds also have some talented alchemists.

But these talented alchemists have not been able to create a pill for the Dao of Poison for countless years. How did Qin Ming do it?

Moreover, Qin Ming actually took out such a large amount of pills.

If it was just a little, he could still comfort himself, the materials for refining the poison elixir are very scarce, so they can't be refined in large quantities, and there is not much threat to them.

But Qin Ming took out such a large amount of pills in a short period of time, and distributed them to everyone, so the difficulty of refining them would definitely not be too high!

This kind of anti-poison pill is simply the nightmare of their poisonous demons.

"Damn it!" The middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly.

"Lord Jiu, do you want to kill him now, before Qin Ming distributes the Pill of Poisonous Medicine?" A handsome young Poison Demon bowed and asked.

The middle-aged "Jiu Tu" thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's too late."

"Qin Ming has a large number of cronies. If he wants to distribute these poison-proof pills, he only needs to give the pills to his cronies, and they will be distributed soon."

"We were not prepared, and if we made a hasty move, Qin Ming might catch the opening."

"Qin Ming is very strong and very capable. Even the half-step Supreme Master died in his hands. We must be extremely energetic and extremely vigilant."

"Yes!" The young poisonous demon nodded repeatedly, bowed and retreated.

Looking at Qin Ming on the high platform, Jiu Tu actually regretted it in his heart.

If I had known this, I should have taken the initiative to kill them on the day when the 400,000 elite poisonous demons arrived in Ningcheng!