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The boy of the Ling clan was in a mess, standing in place, flooded by the sky of arrows.

However, he is a saint after all, with extremely strong body protection and spiritual power, not to mention the body of a saint, comparable to an ordinary Eucharist.

In this way, he was fine.

Even the Ling Clan youth was still thinking about how much spiritual power could be in the body of a little monk in a mere middle position.

When the spiritual power is exhausted, he can fight back.

However, when a stick of incense passed, Jiang Chen was still pulling his bow and shooting arrows, and the sharp arrows fell overwhelmingly, without any intention of stopping!

At the same time, this Ling Clan boy was sweating coldly, and his own spiritual power was about to be exhausted!

After all, it takes a trace of spiritual power to resist so many sharp arrows.

But the point is that a little bit of spiritual power will accumulate less and more, that's not a lot!

What's more, he has insisted on a stick of incense, even if it is a saint, the spiritual power in his body is almost exhausted!

"This kid... how much spiritual power is there in his body?"

"Let me take it... it's really endless!"

...

Around, everyone was dumbfounded, Jiang Chen was like a perpetual motion machine!

"I really met a monster!"

"The sage of the Ling clan is really miserable. He was shot in front of a target for a long time..."

...

People from other tribes teased.

"Why are you still standing?"

After Banzhuxiang again, Jiang Chen felt a little sore in his arm and couldn't help but murmur.

Its voice is not loud, but everyone around can hear it.

At this moment, someone had a dark face and couldn't help but asked: "Why can you still shoot?"

"He doesn't fall, of course I can shoot." Jiang Chen said truthfully.

With the sky star, the power in the body will not be exhausted at all.

Even if it was shot for a day, Jiang Chen could do it.

It's just that this arm is too sore!

"Stop! Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

...

After half a stick of incense, the Ling clan youth finally couldn't hold it under the rain of arrows.

The spiritual power in his body was abruptly exhausted by Jiang Chen, and at this moment he couldn't stop the rain of arrows!

When Jiang Chen heard the words, he also gave a wry smile, his hands were really sour!

After putting away the longbow and removing the sharp arrow, Jiang Chen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed, "I'm really tired."

"Are you tired?" The Ling Clan youth's expression turned, and he was even cursing in his heart!

What are you tired of! ?

I was shot by you for two hours without saying tired, why are you tired! ?

"If it weren't for my carelessness at first, I gave you the opportunity to make a move. With your strength, I can suppress you by raising my hand!" The Ling Clan youth said coldly, and wanted to save himself a trace of face.

"Oh, what I said is the same as it really is."

"Don't make trouble, you have been shot by the arrow rain for two hours, what are you trying to force, shame? You are also a saint anyway."

...

People from other tribes laughed and said, especially the word "sage". Everyone emphasized the tone.

"I am a great patriarch, but I am really tired." Jiang Chen rubbed his shoulders and arms, smiling bitterly.

If he couldn't use some means to worry about revealing his identity, Jiang Chen didn't have to spend the same way with this young Ling clan.

Before the change, Jiang Chen had already shot directly and suppressed the opponent!

"The patriarch of the Li nationality has a low cultivation base, but his strength is indeed strong."

At this moment, a young man of the northern Hong nationality came over and said with a smile: "The Li nationality is not only good at fighting fire, but also good at alchemy. I wonder if you, the great patriarch, can make alchemy?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chen slowly shook his head and said, "Do you know a little about alchemy?"

"I also know a little bit, how about making a furnace?" the Hong nationality boy said.

And, while speaking, with a wave of his big hand, two pill furnaces and a dozen kinds of medicinal materials appeared in front of them one after another.

Obviously, this boy is prepared!

"This is over..."

"Oh, he just became the great patriarch of my Li nationality, and I haven't taught him the alchemy techniques of the Li nationality!"

...

At this moment, the patriarch of the six tribes was anxious, with cold sweat on his forehead, for fear that Jiang Chen would be defeated.

After all, Jiang Chen is a great patriarch, if he loses, this Li clan will lose face!

The most important thing is that among the four major tribes of Mingzhou, the Li ethnic group is the strongest in alchemy.

And if you lose in the strongest field, you will lose face!

"Don't worry, my son-in-law knows everything." Li Qianqiu was very confident, after all, he knew Jiang Chen's identity.

And in his heart, the king of God is omnipotent!

"I'm afraid of embarrassment."

At this moment, Jiang Chen was a little embarrassed, and said, "I am not good at alchemy."

"It's just a discussion." The Hong nationality boy laughed, but a hint of playful abuse flashed in his eyes.

He is the strongest alchemist among the younger generation of the Hong Clan, and he has reached the seventh-star level!

In his eyes, Jiang Chen is strong, but it is hard to say in terms of alchemy.

"Um...I mean, I'm afraid you will be ashamed..." Jiang Chen thought in his heart, compare with him in alchemy? I'm afraid this kid doesn't know how to write the word shame, right?

"Come on, let's start."

Afterwards, I saw the young man of the Hong nationality take the lead, making seals with his hands, and pour the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace.

Immediately afterwards, he used spiritual power as a fire to make complicated handprints, which seemed to be a very advanced alchemy technique.

In this regard, Jiang Chen seemed very ordinary.

I saw that he threw the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace, and then made a handprint, a talisman manifested, and he pressed it on the alchemy furnace.

After that, Jiang Chen didn't move, and stood quietly on the spot.

"You don't make alchemy? You don't control fire?" the Hong Clan boy asked, looking curious.

"He can do it himself." Jiang Chen smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen's alchemy furnace was filled with a refreshing fragrance.

There is also a colorful cloud, slowly rising from the pill furnace.

At the same time, in the clear sky, a purple thunder suddenly fell, blasting on Jiang Chen's alchemy furnace!

"what!?"

"Pill incense is born in the furnace, open the furnace with thunder!?"

"This is... what quality pill!? It surpasses the heavenly product!?"

...

At this moment, everyone exclaimed, even the Hong nationality boy was dumbfounded.

It was because that after the purple thunder fell and shattered the pill furnace, a whole body was crimson, shimmering with purple light, Hun Yuan flooded Shen Xi's pill sinking and floating in front of everyone!

On the surface of the elixir, there are more purple thunders flickering, and there are also obscure lines flowing on the surface of the elixir.

"Holy Pills!"

"What kind of Dan is this?"

...

Some people exclaimed, others wondered, they couldn't see what kind of medicine it was.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen whispered: "Holy goods, cross the catastrophe."

"what!?"

"impossible!"

...

In an instant, the cry of exclamation sounded again, and at the same time the Hong nationality boy shouted, "Impossible!"

Just because the medicinal materials used by both of them are the same.

And these medicinal materials can't be refined into the Pill of Crossing Tribulation at all!

"What's impossible?" Jiang Chen asked back: "You can't refine it yourself, so you think it's impossible?"

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