These silver shavings are clearly made of highly compressed divine power. No matter what they touch, they will explode violently. Li Fuchen's Jianhai Wuya did not last long before it collapsed. If it had been anyone else, the silver shavings would have exploded at this moment.
Under the explosion, if there is any way to survive, it will be blown to pieces.
However, Li Fuchen still has the Divine Body of Destruction.
The Divine Body of Destruction is very special. Originally, the explosion of silver shavings was very powerful, but when it encountered the Divine Body of Destruction, it was as if the fire was muted, and the power was reduced by more than a hundred times. It could not hurt Li Fuchen at all.
"Sure enough, my Divine Body of Destruction is not as good as the Divine Body and Divine Skills, but better than the Divine Body and Divine Skills."
Li Fuchen understood clearly.
Compared with the Immortal Fire God Body, his Destruction God Body is obviously stronger.
The Immortal Vulcan Body is mainly reflected in its immortality, and its defense is still relatively weak.
And his Divine Body of Destruction, in addition to being able to destroy all attacks, also has extremely strong defense.
The silver shavings, whose power had been reduced by more than a hundred times, exploded. To Li Fuchen, it was no different from having a string of firecrackers hanging on his body. Although it hurt, it was not dangerous.
"Divine skills in the field? Divine skills in the divine body?"
Mephit frowned. If the two were superimposed, they would be able to offset his shattering silver dust.
"Watch me penetrate your divine body and divine skills, your dream murderous intention!"
As Mephit shouted, an illusory silver spear condensed in the sky above his head. The next moment, the silver spear turned into light dust and dissipated. When it reappeared, the tip of the spear had touched Li Fuchen's body and was about to penetrate.
Pass.
boom!
The silver spear exploded, and Li Fuchen's body shook.
"impossible?"
Mephit looked ugly.
The reality of this magical skill of his is difficult to define, and logically speaking, it is indefensible.
"It's awesome. You can also take one of my moves." Li Fuchen couldn't continue to be beaten passively. The Tianyuan Sword danced and stabbed straight towards Mephit.
Groan!
A clear sword chant sounded, and thousands of sword shadows bloomed with a cold light, like a violent storm, pouring towards Mephit.
Faced with this extreme attack, Mephit did not dare to be careless, and was not willing to fight attack with attack. He used his third magical skill, a body-protecting magical skill.
Clang, clang, clang, clang...
Outside Mephit's body, an illusory glowing door appeared. Thousands of sword shadows cut on the door of light, splashing countless light spots.
The lower level body protection skill - Gate of Light. "Is this a battle at the level of a mid-level god?" In the distance, Zhao Feier was shocked when she saw that the valley was completely destroyed.
Magical skills that are rare in ordinary people's eyes can be picked up by Mephit at will. No one knows how many magical skills he has mastered.
Although these magical skills are all low-level magical skills.
In comparison, Li Fuchen was a little weaker on the scene, but he didn't suffer any injuries, so he was obviously very confident.
No matter how violent Li Fuchen's Ten Thousand Swords returned to his clan and attacked, the Gate of Light always stood there. This was not a gap in magical skills, but a gap in divine power.
Only with a sufficient supply of divine power can the Gate of Light ensure its own stability.
"You actually suppressed me with a divine power index of more than a thousand." Mephit changed his face. Li Fuchen's magical skill was too powerful. He had never seen a lower-level magical skill more powerful than this magical skill in Wasteland City.
No, even outside of Wasteland City, he had never seen such a powerful low-level magic. If he hadn't seen others perform mid-level magic and knew that the real mid-level magic was much more terrifying, he would have doubted Li.
What Fu Chen used was a mid-range magical skill.
No matter how fierce the Wan Jian Guizong is, there will be a time when the power of the sword is exhausted.
This is the moment that Mephit has been waiting for, "Dream Inspiration·Infinite."
Mephit has his own ambitions. He has always wanted to upgrade the dream killing skill to a mid-level skill. Once he succeeds, no one in the entire Wasteland City, except the city lord Qianshi, will be his opponent.
Even City Lord Qianshi, facing him with mid-level magical skills, could only rely on external force to suppress him at most, and his pure strength would definitely be inferior to him.
Of course, the premise is that he can succeed.
Brilliant light burst out, and the illusory silver spear stabbed Li Fuchen's divine body hard.
Different from last time, this time, although the silver spear exploded, it did not completely dissipate, but condensed again.
Time and time again, in a short period of time, the silver spear attacked Li Fuchen dozens of times. Even though Li Fuchen had a divine body of destruction, he felt it was too much.
"As expected of a mid-level god. If it weren't for the divine body of destruction, I don't know how many times I would have died."
Li Fuchen had a certain understanding of the middle god.
In terms of divine power index, Mephit is not a powerful middle god, but he is not an ordinary middle god either. This kind of middle god is undoubtedly very common among the middle gods. As long as he is promoted to the middle god queen, he will practice hard
It can be achieved within a period of time.
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 the only option is to use this trick."
Li Fuchen brazenly activated the sword energy returning skill.
As soon as the sword came out, the situation changed, and a fierce pressure firmly locked Mephit.
"not good."
Mephit subconsciously activated the Gate of Light skill.
puff!
An ordinary sword shadow appeared out of thin air, and the sword penetrated the gate of light and also penetrated Mephit's divine body.
"Impossible, this is a mid-level magical skill."
Mephit screamed.
A mid-level divine skill with earth-shattering power, it was impossible for him to admit his mistake.
Li Fuchen looked indifferent and struck Mephit with another sword.
"escape."
Mephit displayed his fourth magical skill, which was also his last magical skill - Light Escape, and his whole body turned into countless light points and dissipated.
Poof!
The shadow of the sword crossed the light spot, and Mephit's muffled groan could be heard faintly.
Li Fuchen did not pursue him. It was easy to defeat a mid-level god, but the difficulty increased more than ten times to kill a mid-level god.
In the distance, Zhao Fei'er was naturally shocked beyond measure when she saw Mephit retreating.
The high-ranking middle-level god was actually repelled by a lower-level god. If this were spread, it would be astonishing.
However, it is not that exaggerated to think that Li Fuchen can even create a mid-level divine skill and defeat a mid-level god.
After all, it is more difficult to create a mid-level god than to defeat a mid-level god.
"What level does this Mephit belong to among the nine median gods in Wasteland City?" Li Fuchen asked Zhao Feier.
Faye Zhao said: "They are probably at the middle to lower level. There are at least six people who are better than him."
"In other words, he ranks outside the top six." Li Fuchen nodded and said nothing more.
…
Hundreds of miles away, light and dust condensed into Mephit's figure.
"Damn."
Mephit's face looked extremely ugly.
He never expected that he would lose to the opponent.
What he was thinking about now was 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 just 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 Mephit's face.