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The boy of the Ling clan was in a mess, standing in place, flooded by a rain 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 still wondered how much spiritual power could be in the body of a small monk in a mere middle position.

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

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

At the same time, this Ling Clan youth was sweating coldly, and his own spiritual power was going 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 try... 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 at 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.

But 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 youngster's expression turned, and he was even cursing in his heart!

Why are you tired!?

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, especially the word "sage". Everyone has increased the tone.

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

If it hadn't been possible to use some means to worry about revealing his identity, Jiang Chen didn't have to spend as much with this Ling clan boy.

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 from 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 know a little too, so why don't you make 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 the two 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 lose.

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

The most important thing is that of the four major tribes in Mingzhou, Li 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.

In his heart, the king of God is omnipotent!

"I'm afraid of losing face."

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 abuse flashed in his eyes.

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

In his eyes, Jiang Chen is strong, but this aspect of alchemy is hard to say.

"Uh...I mean, I'm afraid you will lose face..." Jiang Chen thought in his heart, compare with him in alchemy?This kid doesn't know how to write the word ashamed, 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 one after another.

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, and a talisman was manifested, and he pressed it on the alchemy furnace.

Next, Jiang Chen didn't move, and stood quietly.

"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 had 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's beyond the heavenly product!?"

...

At this moment, everyone exclaimed, and 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 floating in front of everyone!

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

"Holy Pill!"

"What Dan is this?"

...

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

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

"what!?"

"impossible!"

...

Suddenly, the 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!

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