Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Although this low-grade healing elixir cannot cure all injuries, it can save his life.

No one wants to die.

This pill can save their lives and make them want nothing more.

Many members of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan are hanging on by a thread. This is done deliberately by the three races in order to lower their morale and make these injured people a burden to the family.

Countless healing elixirs were given to the tribesmen, but the war lasted too long, and no matter how many elixirs there were, they were not enough to sustain the war forever.

Looking at the longing eyes of the tribesmen, Jin Zhizhi couldn't bear it, but this was his last healing elixir. If he gave it to the tribesmen, his brother would be gone.

There are too many clan members whose lives are hanging by a thread, and one pill is simply not enough.

In her heart, her brother was naturally more important than the lives of her people.

But the reason why these tribesmen were injured was because of the war and because they wanted to protect their families.

They are all heroes, and this pill can save the life of one of them.

This made Jin Zhizhi very embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

Originally, she planned to join the battle with her brother, but her martial arts realm was only at the mid-level of the divine beast realm, and her combat experience was too poor. Once she went to the battlefield, there would be no one to protect her, which would be very dangerous.

Her brother has rich combat experience and can protect himself, but she does not. Even if she goes to the battlefield, she is just a burden.

So she always wanted to go to the battlefield, but her tribe didn't agree.

Because she had never been on the battlefield, she had a small amount of healing elixirs that she could preserve.

This was the last one. She distributed the other healing pills to her clan members.

Although I can't fight

Field, but she can refine healing elixirs.

It's just that there are not enough source plants in the family. Even if she can refine it, there is nothing she can do.

"Give it to the tribesmen." Jin Zhi'an took the elixir from Jin Zhizhi, squatted down, and fed the elixir to a young tribesman.

"Survive well, and our Jinxuan Macaque Clan will definitely win!" Jin Zhi'an looked at the young tribesman with firm eyes and encouraged him in a sonorous and powerful tone.

He was boosting the morale of his tribe, but he was not boosting his own morale.

It's so hard.

The most important thing is that he sees no hope of victory.

The family's senior leaders are discussing countermeasures every day, but after discussing countless methods, they find that there is nothing they can do.

The Jinxuan Macaque Clan is already in a desperate situation, and the only way to win is with the support of outsiders.

"We will definitely win." The young tribesman hesitated, swallowed the healing elixir, and looked at Jin Zhi'an firmly.

Seeing that their clan leader was covered in wounds but gave the only elixir to his clan members, many people had tears in their eyes.

Some people knew they were going to die, but they didn't ask for the pill.

Because he knew that even if he took that low-grade healing elixir, it would not be possible for him to recover. At most, it could only relieve his pain and bring him back from the brink of death.

He can no longer participate in the battle. Even if he takes the elixir, it will have no meaning in the family's battle.

They all knew that many members of the clan had only been seriously injured in the battle. They knew that the family had no healing elixirs, so they found a place where there were not many people and slowly waited to die.

The Jinxuan Macaque Clan is the most powerful force in the entire Supreme World. They never thought that one day they would be so miserable. Although this low-grade healing elixir cannot cure all injuries, it can save his life.

No one wants to die.

This pill can save their lives and make them want nothing more.

Many members of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan are hanging on by a thread. This is done deliberately by the three races in order to lower their morale and make these injured people a burden to the family.

Countless healing elixirs were given to the tribesmen, but the war lasted too long, and no matter how many elixirs there were, they were not enough to sustain the war forever.

Looking at the longing eyes of the tribesmen, Jin Zhizhi couldn't bear it, but this was his last healing elixir. If he gave it to the tribesmen, his brother would be gone.

There are too many clan members whose lives are hanging by a thread, and one pill is simply not enough.

In her heart, her brother was naturally more important than the lives of her people.

But the reason why these tribesmen were injured was because of the war and because they wanted to protect their families.

They are all heroes, and this pill can save the life of one of them.

This made Jin Zhizhi very embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

Originally, she planned to join the battle with her brother, but her martial arts realm was only at the mid-level of the divine beast realm, and her combat experience was too poor. Once she went to the battlefield, there would be no one to protect her, which would be very dangerous.

Her brother has rich combat experience and can protect himself, but she does not. Even if she goes to the battlefield, she is just a burden.

So she always wanted to go to the battlefield, but her tribe didn't agree.

Because she had never been on the battlefield, she had a small amount of healing elixirs that she could preserve.

This was the last one. She distributed the other healing pills to her clan members.

Although I can't fight

Field, but she can refine healing elixirs.

It's just that there are not enough source plants in the family. Even if she can refine it, there is nothing she can do.

"Give it to the tribesmen." Jin Zhi'an took the elixir from Jin Zhizhi, squatted down, and fed the elixir to a young tribesman.

"Survive well, and our Jinxuan Macaque Clan will definitely win!" Jin Zhi'an looked at the young tribesman with firm eyes and encouraged him in a sonorous and powerful tone.

He was boosting the morale of his tribe, but he was not boosting his own morale.

It's so hard.

The most important thing is that he sees no hope of victory.

The family's senior leaders are discussing countermeasures every day, but after discussing countless methods, they find that there is nothing they can do.

The Jinxuan Macaque Clan is already in a desperate situation, and the only way to win is with the support of outsiders.

"We will definitely win." The young tribesman hesitated, swallowed the healing elixir, and looked at Jin Zhi'an firmly.

Seeing that their clan leader was covered in wounds but gave the only elixir to his clan members, many people had tears in their eyes.

Some people knew they were going to die, but they didn't ask for the pill.

Because he knew that even if he took that low-grade healing elixir, it would not be possible for him to recover. At most, it could only relieve his pain and bring him back from the brink of death.

He can no longer participate in the battle. Even if he takes the elixir, it will have no meaning in the family's battle.

They all knew that many members of the clan had only been seriously injured in the battle. They knew that the family had no healing elixirs, so they found a place where there were not many people and slowly waited to die.

The Jinxuan Macaque Clan is the most powerful force in the entire Supreme World. They never thought that one day they would be so miserable.