Chapter 1094

These silver scraps are obviously highly compressed by the divine power. No matter what they touch, they will explode violently. Li Fuchen's sword is boundless and has not been able to persist for a long time. If it is replaced by other people, there is no way to survive under the explosion of the silver scraps, and the powder body must be blasted.

However, Li Fuchen still has the spirit of destruction.

It's very special to destroy the spirit body. Originally, the explosion power of silver filings was very powerful, but when it came to the broken spirit body, it was like a dumb fire, and its power was reduced by more than 100 times. Where could Li Fuchen be hurt.

"Sure enough, my broken spirit body is not like the spirit body magic skill, is better than the spirit body magic skill."

Li Fuchen knows clearly in his heart.

He's obviously stronger than the immortal.

Undead Vulcan is mainly reflected in immortality, and its defense is relatively fragile.

In addition to destroying all attacks, he has a strong defense.

The power of a hundred times more than a hundred times the explosion of silver chips, for Li Fuchen, and hanging a string of firecrackers is no different, although painful, but no danger.

"Domain magic? Body and skill? "

Both of them can offset the dust of his brow.

"Look at me through your body and magic skills, dream killing machine!"

With Meifei's big drink, an illusory silver spear agglomerates above his head. The next moment, the silver spear turns into light and dust and dissipates. When it reappears, the spear tip has touched Li Fuchen's body and is about to penetrate.

Bang!

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

"Impossible?"

Mefett looked ugly.

It's hard to define the real and the false in his magic skill, which is defensible according to the truth.

"Good, you take me." Li Fuchen couldn't have been beaten passively all the time. The sword of Tianyuan danced and stabbed straight at mefitte.

Chant!

The clear sound of sword chanting sounded, and the shadows of thousands of swords were blooming with a cold light, just like a storm, pouring down and sweeping towards mefitte.

In the face of this extreme attack, mefett did not dare to be careless, but did not want to attack each other. Instead, he performed the third magic skill, a body protection magic skill.

Sonorous, sonorous, sonorous

In the outer body of mefett, there is an illusory luminous door. Thousands of sword shadows cut on the door of light, splashing countless light spots.

The door of light.

"Is this a battle at the median level?" In the distance, seeing the valley destroyed, Zhao fei'er was shocked.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there are rare miracles in the eyes of ordinary people. No one knows how many magic skills he has mastered.

Although these magic skills are inferior ones.

Compared with it, Li Fuchen is weaker on the scene, but he is not hurt. Obviously, he has a strong foundation.

No matter how violent Li Fuchen's swords are, the gate of light always stands there. This is not a gap in magic, but a gap in power.

With enough divine power, the gate of light can guarantee its own stability.

"With more than a thousand magic power index, I was suppressed." Meifett changed color. Li Fuchen's magic skill was too fierce. He had never seen a lower level magic skill more powerful than this one in the wasteland city. No, even outside the wasteland City, he had never seen such a violent inferior magic skill. If he had not seen others perform the middle magic skill, and knew that the real middle magic skill was much more terrible, he would have suspected that Li Fuchen was performing the middle magic skill.

If the swords are strong enough, they will be exhausted.

It's at this time that Mayfield is waiting for, "dream killing & middot; infinity."

Meifei has his own ambition. He has always been eager to upgrade his dream killing skill to the middle one. Once he succeeds, there will be no one else in the wasteland City, except the city master Qianshi.

Even the city Lord Qianshi can only rely on external forces to suppress him when he has medium magic skills. His pure strength is certainly inferior to him.

Of course, the premise is that he can succeed.

Gorgeous light burst out, the illusory silver spear stabbed Li Fuchen's body.

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

Again and again, in a short period of time, the silver spear attacked Li Fuchen for dozens of times. Even if Li Fuchen had a broken spirit, he felt that he could not bear it.

"It's worthy of being a middle God. If it wasn't for the broken spirit, I wouldn't have known how many times I'd died."

Li Fuchen had a certain understanding of the middle God.

As far as the divine power index is concerned, mefett is not a strong median God, but it is not an ordinary median God. This kind of median God is undoubtedly very common in the median God. As long as he is promoted to a median God, he can achieve it after a period of hard cultivation.

Even so, it is not easy to fill the gap between the two sides."That's the only way."

Li Fuchen boldly launched the sword spirit returning to the yuan skill.

As soon as the sword came out, the wind and cloud changed color, and a fierce force of pressure firmly locked on mefett.

"Not good."

Mefett's subconscious magic power to activate the gate of light.

Poof!

An ordinary sword shadow appears out of thin air. A sword runs through the gate of light and the spirit of mefett.

"No way. It's a midfield stunt."

Mefett screamed.

The medium magic power is earth shaking. He can't admit his mistake.

Li Fuchen looks indifferent, but he attacks meifett with a sword.

"Run away."

Mefitt performed his fourth and last magic skill, the escape of light. The whole man turned into countless light spots and dissipated away.

Poof!

The shadow of the sword crossed the spot of light, and muffled murmur of mefett came out.

Li Fuchen didn't go after him. It was easy to defeat a middle God. To kill a middle God, the difficulty increased more than ten times.

In the distance, Zhao fei'er was surprised to see that Meifei had failed.

It would be amazing if the middle God was defeated by a lower God.

However, it is not so exaggerating to think that Li Fuchen can even create a medium magic skill and defeat a middle God.

After all, it's more difficult to create a midfield trick than to beat the median.

"What level does this mephite belong to among the nine median gods of wasteland city?" Li Fuchen asked Zhao fei'er.

Zhao fei'er said: "it's probably the middle and lower levels, which are better than him. There are at least six."

"That is to say, it's more than the top six." Li Fuchen nodded and said nothing more.

……

Hundreds of miles away, the light and dust condense into the figure of mefett.

"Damn it."

Mefett looked terrible.

He never thought that he would lose to the other side.

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

He doesn't think that's what they're going to do.

And he didn't plan to let it go.

"Long Kun, didn't you always want to know the location of the misty treasure? I can tell you. " There was a cold look on Mayfield's face.

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