What kind of power does the power of the Son of Heaven's elixir have?

In the battle of "Death of the Plague Demon", Jiang Chen had already seen it clearly.

One.

Absolutely hit!

Even a creature as delicate as a germ will inevitably be hit by a farm tool, and there is no possibility of dodging.

Second.

Absolute amounts!

The mighty torrent of farm tools, with only one or two breaths, instantly swept around the plague ghost, like an ant colony killing an elephant.

Simple.

Brusque.

Bloody.

But it works.

There is almost no way to circumvent it.

It's about consumption.

Consume until all the qi, blood, and spiritual power you have are exhausted.

In the end, perhaps all it takes is a dung fork to kill the legendary martial saint powerhouse.

"It's a thing that claims to be invincible in Kyushu, and I can hardly think of any means of confrontation......

Standing outside the city of Jiuquan County, on the edge of the Sugan Lake Basin, with Jiang Chen's practice today, his mind still can't help but be a little shaken.

Perhaps, relying on the elixir of the Son of Heaven to promote the Martial Saint is the only correct path?!

In the past few thousand years, or Kyushu Wuhou, or Martial Saint, there have been about dozens or hundreds of strong people, all of whom have been tortured and slaughtered by the Son of Heaven's elixir.

The martial saints who survived by luck also fled from Kyushu, not daring to set foot in half a step, and surrendered the most plastered fertile land in the world to many lords of the country in vain.

It is rumored that every martial saint powerhouse has the terrifying strength to move mountains and seas and kill the world, but if he dies under a dung fork, it is simply extremely aggrieved and ironic.

So, is the "Wilderness Martial Path" founded by the four old-timers of Shangshan Sihao really better than the elixir of the Son of Heaven?

[In view of the general environment,

You know—

Xin Longzi just swallowed a piece of the flesh of the Son of Heaven, and the elixir of the Son of Heaven contained in it was only one-fiftieth of that.

"It's only one-fiftieth of it......

Jiang Chen raised his head and stared at the sky, the torrent gathered by 2.5 million farm tools gradually condensed, turning into a majestic ocean of instruments, ready to go, about to fall.

Suddenly, a bitterness appeared in his heart.

Deep down, the "road confidence" of the wilderness martial arts path gradually cast a shadow of dust.

The loser eats the dust!

There's nothing you can do......

In the face of the torrent of farm tools brought by the elixir of the Son of Heaven, even Jiang Chen, who was the Marquis of Tai Sui, could not help but have a strong sense of powerlessness.

"However, it's not impossible...... Jiang Chen still had a trace of confidence in his eyes, "From Ranquan Mountain to Jiuquan County, I have also come up with countermeasures during the few days of marching, and this is the source of confidence."

The "road confidence" that Jiang Chen has is exactly the same thing.

Gravitation!

This vast power from the vast land itself may be able to help him withstand the slaughter of a million farm tools!

Between thoughts.

On the city wall of Jiuquan County, Xin Longzi stood tall, staring at Jiang Chen, who was standing outside the city, stretched out his hand, and his five fingers gradually pinched together.

With a sneer, he said:

"Today, let you, the nameless wild marquis, know what it means to be "thunder, rain and dew, all are Jun's grace"!"

Xin Longzi believed in the power of the Son of Heaven's elixir.

After all, even if he and Wei Anguo joined forces to meet the enemy, it would never be possible to survive the crazy strangulation of the torrent of 2.5 million farm tools!

As his five fingers were completely pinched, more than 2.5 million farm tools finally converged in the sky above Sugan Lake, and they had only one goal, that is, to kill Jiang Chen!

Under the whole world, it is not the king's land;

On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister!

Dare to disobey the Son of Heaven elixir, there has never been only one

Field——Xin Longzi stood on the city wall and said miserably:

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die!"

Thundered!

With the roar of the rolling air waves, it quickly fell in the direction where Jiang Chen was!

What a terrifying speed?

When it was almost there, the defenders of Jiuquan County and the Qingzhou army couldn't help but squint their eyes, so that they could barely see the fall of the torrent of equipment!

"That's not right!"

As the only wilderness captain present, Zhang Baisui's strength was far superior to that of other general-level powerhouses, and he could see the strangeness at a glance.

"They're not at the right speed!"

In a short period of time with only a tenth of a breath, there were 10,000 farm tools that stood out, falling extremely fast, breaking away from the torrent and quickly attacking Jiang Chen.

At the same time, there were also 10,000 farm implements, which seemed to have suffered some kind of severe slowness, and their speed of movement was weakened by at least ninety percent.

After a while.

The vast torrent of farm tools has been divided into fifty levels.

Each level is only a distance of one or two feet, which seems to be very little, but it is equivalent to fifty short breathing times!

This is also the limit of what he can control, if there is more, then only the spirit of the Martial Saint level can do it.

"It's finished!"

Jiang Chen was happy in his heart, this trick was still a clever plan that he came up with with reference to a certain country's unique national policy - vertical cutting society.

Slice the bottom into dozens of different groups, make them angry at different times, and then erupt into sporadic resistance forces.

But in the end, due to the differentiation of the group, the time and place of the rebellion were not uniform, and they could not "unite", and in the end, the success fell short!

This is the unique perspective and thinking that modern human beings once had, and they were often able to do all kinds of incredible good things.

Airplanes!

There are 10,000 farm tools, and the Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, Han, Xin, Wei and other dynasties have their own unique farm tools.

Thousands of farm tools suddenly spread all over Jiang Chen's field of vision, and in just an instant, they shot down all over his limbs and hundreds of remains.

However.

Failed to penetrate ginger dust's skin.

After all, it is the body of Wuhou, and it is the first step in the transformation from a mortal body to an immortal physique, how can it easily break the defense?

But Jiang Chen also clearly felt that the continuous damage caused by the bombardment of 10,000 farm tools also weakened his own qi and blood by about half a percent.

Yangmou!

Playing is the right consumption!

Immediately afterwards, the second batch of farm tools was bombarded wildly, followed by the third and fourth batches...... When the 70,000th pitchfork is inserted in his back!

The skin on the surface of his back was finally exhausted to the extreme, and a small blood hole was quietly cut open by a wheat scythe-Jiang Chen's defense was broken.

The sacrifice of 70,000 ants finally exhausted the giant elephant and opened the first wound.

It won't be long before it's the second way, the third way...... Until, the ant colony kills the elephant!

The next moment!

Bruises.

On the surface of Jiang Chen's body, thousands of tiny scars were added, and the blood flowed endlessly, dyeing the body of the great martial marquis into blood.

Especially the left arm.

Originally, when he was fighting with Wang Ganju, his left arm was about to be broken, and there were only a few strands of flesh and blood, which were attached to his left arm and shoulder bone.

If it weren't for the incident of "the death of the old emperor", which made the aura of the troubled times suddenly thicken by seven times, Jiang Chen might have to cultivate for more than half a month before he could barely recover.

Now.

The left arm, which had not healed from the injury, was also bombarded by thousands of farm tools, and with only one breath, it was hit by three or five waves of farm tools, and it almost broke again.

However, in the face of such danger and fright, Jiang Chen was not shocked but rejoiced, just because the Heavenly Injury Dharma Body was also injured hundreds of thousands of times...... Powerful to the point of unprecedented proportions!

"It's just a fatal wound!"

Jiang Chen smiled cruelly, and directly reached out and tore off his left arm.

airplanes

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Above the distant heavenly dome, the blood-colored stars representing the "Heavenly Wounded Star" suddenly flashed with intense starlight, and then, fell with bursts of star power.

This is the curling of the Heavenly Wounded Star!

It will guide Jiang Chen, among the ten thousand armies, as a one-armed general, to capture and kill the princes of this world!