After 20 Years Of Silence, The Clone Is Now Invincible

Time passed quickly.

The sun set, the moon rose.

The moon disappeared, the sun rose.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the next morning, but soon after the sun rose, the sky darkened again.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, one layer after another, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Thunder continued to roll through the low thunder layers, making a huge noise.

At the same time, a scent of elixir spread across the platform.

Everyone present looked up at the sky stupidly, their faces full of disbelief.

Thunder Tribulation!

This is the rhythm of the elixir about to be made.

How long has it been?

Fourteen hours!

Too fast!

Everyone was shocked. If it weren't for the thunderclouds in the sky, they would probably think that it was not the Seventh Grade elixir that was refined, but the Fourth Grade elixir, or even the Third Grade elixir.

"It's against the sky! It's against the sky!" Heavenly Fire Saint looked at the dark cloud sky, kept muttering, his face full of shock.

"What kind of god-like disciple did I accept? A 22-year-old Seventh Grade Alchemist." Yan Qingdong stared at the sky blankly, his mouth almost crooked with laughter.

"It actually worked." Yan Xitong was stunned.

"Pill Refining Talent is too terrifying. I'm afraid that in a few years, he will become an Eighth Grade Alchemist." Firework Saint exclaimed.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a terrifying thunder flashed across the sky, and countless beams of light suddenly shot out from the dark clouds.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be splitting apart.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Cracks appeared one after another in the dark clouds, and beams of light fell one after another.

"What happened?"

"Why did the thundercloud on the right crack? The sun is shining down."

"Did it fail?"

...

When everyone saw this scene, they all looked puzzled.

"Haha, failed." Yaoyang Saint laughed: "I told you, you want to become a Seventh Grade Alchemist at the age of 22, how is it possible? Don't you know how much you are capable of?"

"You are overestimating yourself." Jade Face Saint sneered.

Firework Saint frowned at the cracked clouds. Did he really fail?

Heavenly Fire Saint stared at the sky.

Failed?

He didn't think Yan Bufan failed.

Something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

At this time, some introductions about elixirs emerged in the mind of Heavenly Fire Saint.

Sixth Grade elixirs are called Spirit Pills, because the elixir already has spirituality.

Seventh Grade elixirs are called Thunder Pills, because when the elixir is completed, the heaven and earth will send down Thunder Tribulation.

Eighth Grade elixir is called Rui Pill, because when the elixir is completed, the heaven and earth will send down rewards.

"Reward cloud! Five-colored cloud!" Heavenly Fire Saint seemed to realize something, his expression suddenly changed, staring at the constantly shattering clouds in horror.

He thought of a possibility: a fake Eighth Grade pill.

In the sky, the cracks on the dark clouds became more and more numerous and dense.

Finally, with a "bang", it exploded.

In an instant, the sky was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and many people on the scene couldn't help but close their eyes.

When the strong light dissipated, a bright colorful cloud appeared in the sky.

Red, yellow, green, blue, and purple, five colors, colorful and dazzling.

Looking at the clouds that changed from dark clouds to colorful clouds, the doubts on the scene disappeared immediately, and the doubts quickly turned into disbelief and horror.

This is not a sign of Pill Refining's failure.

It is a sign of the emergence of a fake Eighth Grade pill.

"Oh my god! Colorful clouds! Reward clouds!"

"This... this is the strange phenomenon of the emergence of a fake Eighth Grade pill. Half of the sky is covered with thunderclouds, and the other half is covered with colorful clouds."

"Fuck! I thought he was just refining a Seventh Grade pill, but it almost turned out to be an Eighth Grade pill."

"At the age of 22, he refined a fake Eighth Grade pill. This is a monster!"

...

Everyone was shocked and kept exclaiming.

Fake Eighth Grade Pill!

This means that Yan Bufan is not far from refining Eighth Grade Pills, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes an Eighth Grade Alchemist.

What is even more shocking is that Yan Bufan, who refined the fake Eighth Grade Pill, is only 22 years old.

"Hiss! It is indeed the colorful cloud that brings down the reward from heaven and earth!" Heavenly Fire Saint took a breath of cold air, and was extremely shocked.

"Fake Eighth Grade Pill, this... this can't be!" Yaoyang Saint widened his eyes and stood up suddenly, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"He can't really be an Eighth Grade Alchemist." Fire Saint muttered in a voiceless voice, completely stunned.

She was just joking, wanting to piss off Yaoyang Saint, but she didn't expect that this joke could be true, which shocked her too much.

Yan Bufan slapped the furnace tripod with one palm.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the lid of the tripod flew up.

At the same time, the thunder in the sky rolled wildly, making a huge noise.

Yan Bufan looked at Yan Qingdong and said, "Master, you block the Thunder Tribulation."

Yan Qingdong nodded and did not refuse.

"Go!" Yan Bufan slapped the alchemy furnace again.

"Boom!" A heart-pounding energy storm immediately spread out from the alchemy furnace to the surroundings.

A huge pillar of fire rose from the alchemy furnace, and nine pills could be seen faintly in the pillar of fire.

"Nine??" Yan Qingdong was extremely surprised.

"One furnace?" Heavenly Fire Saint was shocked.

Obviously, Yan Bufan's Pill Refining Talent was even more terrifying than they had imagined.

"Boom!"

Just as the pill came out, a thunderbolt thicker than a bowl fell towards the pill.

Yan Qingdong went up to meet the thunderbolt, slapped it with one palm, and easily blocked it.

"Boom!"

The thunderbolts kept falling, one after another, getting stronger and stronger.

A moment later, Heavenly Fire Saint also soared into the sky and met the thunderbolt.

There was no way. The Heavenly Thunder was too powerful. If he only refined one, Yan Qingdong could easily stop it. But the problem was that he refined nine, a whole furnace.

The power of the Heavenly Thunder increased by at least three or four times.

Even if Yan Qingdong had the strength of a Saint, he couldn't handle it. If he was not careful, the Heavenly Thunder might destroy all the pills.

After a while, the Thunder Tribulation finally stopped, and Heavenly Fire Saint and Yan Qingdong fell down in a mess.

Finally, the colorful cloud dropped the reward and sank into the pill.

Tenglong Huoji Pill! The pill is done!

Heavenly Fire Saint's eyes lit up, and he announced without hesitation: "After identification, the pill's grade is pseudo Eighth Grade, and the assessment is successful."

Yan Bufan smiled and collected six of the Tenglong Huoji Pills, leaving only three.

"Swish!"

A pill was thrown out by Yan Bufan and fell in front of Yan Qingdong.

Yan Qingdong looked at the fiery red pill in front of him, slightly stunned, and looked at Yan Bufan in confusion.

Yan Bufan said: "Master, your disciple is honoring you."

The disciple was not accepted in vain, Yan Qingdong was in a very good mood and laughed: "Okay, okay, I won't be polite."

"Swish!"

Yan Bufan threw another pill and landed in front of Heavenly Fire Saint.

Yan Bufan saw the master took out the bottle and wanted to put the pill away, and couldn't help but said: "You can eat it directly."

"Eat it directly?" Yan Qingdong was stunned again.

Yan Bufan nodded: "This pill can bring you unexpected surprises."

Surprise?

What surprise?

Everyone was curious, what surprise could a pseudo Eighth Grade pill bring to Saint?

Heavenly Fire Saint was also full of doubts.

Yan Qingdong hesitated for a moment, thinking that the disciple would not harm himself, so he picked up the pill and ate it.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a breath belonging to the Saint King burst out from Yan Qingdong.

"???" Yan Qingdong.

"???" Heavenly Fire Saint.

"???" Firework Saint.

"???" Yaoyang Saint.