Eternal Reverence

These silver shavings are obviously made of highly compressed divine power. No matter what they touch, they will explode violently. Li Fuchen's Jianhai Wuya didn't last long before it collapsed. Under the explosion, where there is still a way to survive, it must be blown to pieces.

However, Li Fuchen still has the God Body of Destruction.

The God of Disillusionment is very special. Originally, the explosion power of the silver shards was extremely powerful, but when it encountered the God of Destruction, it was like being dumbfounded, and its power dropped by more than a hundred times. How could it hurt Li Fuchen at all.

"Sure enough, my shattering divine body is not like the divine skill of the divine body, but better than the divine skill of the divine body."

Li Fuchen knew it in his heart.

Compared with the Undead Vulcan Body, his Destruction God Body is obviously stronger.

The undead Vulcan body is mainly reflected in the undead, and the defense is still relatively weak.

And his shattering divine body, in addition to being able to shatter all attacks, is also extremely strong in defense.

The silver shavings, whose power had been reduced by more than a hundred times, exploded. To Li Fuchen, it was no different from hanging a string of firecrackers on his body. Although it hurt, it was not dangerous.

"Divine skills in the field? Divine skills in the divine body?"

Mephite frowned. If the two are superimposed, they can offset his shattered silver dust.

"Look at my magical ability to penetrate your divine body, dream killing intent!"

As Mephite shouted, an illusory silver spear condensed above his head. The next moment, the silver spear turned into light dust and dissipated. When it reappeared, the tip of the spear had already touched Li Fuchen's body. Pass.

boom!

The silver spear exploded, Li Fuchen's body shook.

"impossible?"

Mayfett looked ugly.

It is difficult to define the true and false of his divine skill, and logically speaking, it is indefensible.

"Excellent, you also take my move." Li Fuchen couldn't be passively beaten forever, the Tianyuan sword danced and stabbed straight at Mephite.

Moan!

The clear sound of sword chant resounded, and thousands of sword shadows bloomed with a cold light, like a violent storm, pouring towards Mephite.

Facing this extreme attack, Mephite didn't dare to be careless, and even more unwilling to use attack against attack, so he used the third magic skill, a body protection magic skill.

clang clang clang clang...

Outside Mephite's body, an illusory glowing door appeared. Thousands of sword shadows cut through the door of light, splashing countless light spots.

The lower level body protection skill - the gate of light.

"Is this a battle at the middle god level?" Zhao Fei'er was shocked to see the valley completely destroyed in the distance.

The magical skills that are rare in the eyes of ordinary people, here in Mephite, can be easily mastered. No one knows how many magical skills he has mastered.

Although these magical skills are low-level magical skills.

In comparison, Li Fuchen was a little weaker on the scene, but he didn't suffer any injuries, obviously he was very confident.

No matter how violent Li Fuchen's Ten Thousand Swords returned to the clan, the Gate of Light would always stand there. This was not a gap in divine skills, but a gap in divine power.

With a sufficient supply of divine power, the Gate of Light can guarantee its own stability.

"Surprisingly, with a divine power index of more than 1,000, it suppressed me." Mephite changed color. Li Fuchen's divine skill was too powerful. He had never seen a lower-ranked divine skill stronger than this one in Wasteland City. No, even outside of Wasteland City, he had never seen such a violent low-level magic skill. If he hadn't seen others perform the middle-level magic skill before, and knew that the real middle-level magic skill was much more terrifying, he would have doubted Li Fuchen was using a mid-level magic skill.

No matter how fierce Wan Jian Guizong is, there will be a time when the power of the sword is exhausted.

This is the moment Mephite was waiting for, "Fantasy Murder Infinity."

Mephite has his own ambitions, he has been longing to upgrade the fantasy murderous skill to a mid-level magic skill, once he succeeds, there will be no one in the entire wasteland city, except for the city lord Qianshi, who will be his opponent.

Even the city lord Qianshi, facing him with mid-level divine skills, can only rely on external forces to suppress him at most, and his pure strength is definitely not as good as him.

Of course, the premise is that he can succeed.

Gorgeous light burst out, and the illusory silver spear pierced Li Fuchen's divine body fiercely.

Unlike last time, this time, although the silver spear exploded, it did not dissipate completely, but condensed again.

Time and time again, within a short period of time, the silver spear attacked Li Fuchen dozens of times, even if Li Fuchen had the God of Destruction, he felt a little too much.

"As expected of a middle god, if I didn't have the God of Destruction, I don't know how many times I have died."

Li Fuchen has a certain understanding of the middle god in his heart.

In terms of divine power index, Mephite is not a powerful midgod, but he is not an ordinary midgod either. This kind of midgod is undoubtedly very common among midgods. After a period of time, it can be achieved.

But even so, the middle god is always the middle god, and it is not an easy task to fill the gap in divine power between the two sides.

"It seems that I can only use this trick."

Li Fuchen brazenly launched the sword qi return to origin divine skill.

As soon as the sword was released, the situation changed, and a fierce coercion locked Mephite firmly.

"not good."

Mephite subconsciously activates the Divine Skill of the Gate of Light.

puff!

An ordinary sword shadow appeared out of thin air, a sword pierced through the Gate of Light, and also pierced Mephite's divine body.

"Impossible, this is a mid-level magic skill."

Mayfett screamed.

The mid-level magical skill, the power is earth-shattering, he can't admit his mistake.

Li Fuchen's expression was indifferent, and he attacked Mephite with his sword again.

"escape."

Mephite exhibited the fourth and last divine skill - Escape of Light, and his whole body turned into countless light spots and dissipated.

Puff!

The shadow of the sword streaked across the spot of light, and Mayfett's muffled snort could be heard faintly.

Li Fuchen didn't go after him, it was easy to defeat a midgod, but it was more than ten times more difficult to kill a midgod.

In the distance, Zhao Fei'er was extremely surprised to see Mayfett retreating.

The high-ranking middle god was actually repulsed by a lower god. If this spread, it would be astonishing.

But thinking that Li Fuchen can even create a mid-level god, defeating a mid-level god, it doesn't seem so exaggerated.

After all, it is more difficult to create a mid-level god than defeating a mid-level god.

"What level does this Mayfett belong to among the nine middle gods in Wasteland City?" Li Fuchen asked Zhao Fei'er.

Zhao Fei'er said: "Probably at the middle and lower level, there are at least six people who are stronger than him."

"That is to say, the ranking is outside the top six." Li Fuchen nodded without saying anything.

Hundreds of miles away, the light dust condensed into Mephite's figure.

"Damn it."

Mayfett's face was extremely ugly.

In any case, he never thought that he would lose to the opponent.

Now what he is thinking about is not how to avenge Anthony, but how to solve this trouble.

He didn't think that the other party would let it go.

And he didn't intend to let it go.

"Long Kun, haven't you always wanted to know the location of the mist treasure? I can tell you." A cold look flashed across Mephite's face.