Eternal Reverence

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Turning the sea of ​​swords into a magical skill, Li Fuchen began to try to transform Wan Jian into a god.

When can the four strokes of the swordsmanship be turned into magical skills, in the means of combat, Li Fuchen no one is paralyzed.

Compared with Jianhai, the attack power of Wanjian Guizong is more powerful and more extreme. According to Li Fuchen’s vision, if this trick is transformed into magical skills, the power is absolutely amazing, even if it is not as good as the median skill. It’s not too far.

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In a deserted valley that is so old.

The majestic and fierce powers suddenly came. The next moment, the swords in the valley were filled with light, and the swords and swords were swaying. A dazzling sword and light column rose into the sky, and several people wanted to tear the clouds.

"Created another magical skill?"

Zhao Feier is already numb, and it’s only a few days. Li Fuchen actually created a second skill.

When did the gods create so well?

Or, is Li Fuchen a rare Jiandao Wizard in the legendary million years?

Shaking his head, Zhao Feier continued to retreat.

She has no idea what she can do to create her own skills.

For her, one day, she can break through as the median god, and it is already the greatest success.

"Wan Jian is also converted into a magical skill."

Deep in the valley, Li Fu's body was able to disperse, and his face floated with a smile.

Compared with the sword sea, there is too much power in the sword. The magical skills of this sword are the ultimate attack.

"The sword sea is boundless and the sword is returned to the sect. One defense and one attack respectively represent the two extremes, but compared with the third stroke of the sword, it is a little worse."

The defense of the sword is not as good as the sword sea. On the pure attack, it will not surpass the sword of the sword, but the sword is returning to the metaphysical theory, far beyond the former two.

Sometimes, if you attack and then you have to hit the opponent, you will encounter a higher level than you. The sword sea is boundless and the sword is worthless. But the sword is worthy of a battle.

Of course, the premise is that there is too much realm in the realm, otherwise it will be useless.

The difficulty of transforming the sword into the gods is ten times more difficult than Li Fuchen’s imagination.

This is also the martial art realm of Li Fuchen, in the case of continuous growth.

When he first came to the realm of the gods, Li Wuchen's kendo realm has actually reached the lower peak of the gods. Now, Li Fuchen estimates his own martial art realm, at least the middle and even the middle of the middle god.

In other words, Li Fuchen actually creates the next skill in the realm of the median god, and the speed is not fast.

But now, it’s hard to live with the transformation of the sword into the gods. He suspects that once the sword is turned into a god, it is a median skill.

If you can have a middle-level magical skill, then he is more confident about the general median god.

Time passes, blinks, one month passes.

“The Divine Power Index has improved a bit.”

Zhao Feier spit out a sigh of gas and woke up from the state of retreat.

One month's divine power index is improved a little. This speed is very fast. If you can keep it, one year is twelve o'clock, and ten years is one hundred and twenty o'clock.

Of course, Zhao Feier knows that this is impossible.

The higher the divine power index, the more difficult it is to raise a little later. With the help of God-level medicinal herbs, she can raise the 120-point divine power index within a hundred years, which is already a valuable thing.

"There was no way to create a third magical skill."

Zhao Feier looked at the direction of Li Fuchen, and he was in the dark.

Another month passed, Zhao Feier’s power index rose again.

call!

On this day, the sky suddenly became violent, and then, the lightning and thunder, the moment was dark.

A terrible world of power can come, shrouded in the retreat where Li Fuchen is located.

This heaven and earth power is terrible, Zhao Feier closed his eyes, as if he could see a sword piercing time and space, and connected to the sky.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Where did Zhao Feier still not understand, Li Fuchen created the third magical skill.

It’s just that this magical skill seems to be a little different, and the sacred rules of the coming gods are strong.

“Is it a median god?”

Zhao Feier flashed a thought in his mind, and this thought was not scattered.

Puff puff……

Li floats as if he heard the sound of countless bubbles bursting.

This is the sound of the sword and the sword that is too powerful and affects time and space.

"Sure enough, after the sword is turned into a god, it is a median god."

Despite the preparations, Li Fushi was still a little surprised.

The middle-level magical skills are more than a hundred times stronger than the lower-level magical skills.

The strongest lower-level magical skills, the weakest median skills, can not be attacked.

For example, if Yu Lei’s Raytheon is a mid-level skill, then Li’s swords and seas are boundless, and in any case, they can’t condense each other’s thunder, they will only be pierced and torn.

"But I can feel that the sword is only a normal mid-level skill, not like the sword sea and the sword, it is the top skill."

The gap between the same level of magical skills is also very large. Ordinary median skills encounter strong central skills, and it will inevitably be crushed.

"You can improve slowly in the future, no hurry."

God skills can also be improved.

The lower-level magical skills can be upgraded to the middle-level magical skills, and the middle-level magical skills can be upgraded to the upper-level magical skills.

"Li Fuchen, are you creating a metaphysical skill?" Not far away, Zhao Feier flew over and curious.

Li Fuchen nodded, "Okay!"

Zhao Feier’s heart paused and took a deep breath. “God is more than God, mad at death, we are ordinary gods, and have been practicing for hundreds of years and thousands of years, not as good as those of your genius for a few days.”

Li Fuchen smiled and said: "Where can you create a median god?"

Wen Yan, Zhao Feier quickly shook his head. "In addition to you, the wilderness city can't have anyone who creates a metaphysical skill. You don't know how difficult it is to create magical skills. Normally, 10,000 lower gods, Then a few lower gods can create the next skill, the same proportion, 10,000 median gods, no median **** can create a median god, many median gods, just create as much as possible God skills, perfecting their own means of combat, the wilderness city is only a total of nine median gods, it is impossible to have anyone to create a median magical skills, but it is possible to get the median magical seal stone, learn one Awesome skills."

Creating a medium-level magical skill and learning the median skills is two different things.

Learning the median skills, can not get the recognition of the rules of the gods, can not get the blessing of the rules of the gods, the power that can be exerted is very limited.

Of course, it is definitely better than the next god. This is beyond doubt.

"That is, the middle-level magical seal stone is very expensive?" Li Fuchen could not help but ask.

Compared with the median god, the number of lower gods is more than that, and there are many subordinates of creation. However, a lower skill is worth a hundred stones.

Zhao Feier nodded, "very expensive, expensive outrageous, a median magical skill, at least worth 100,000 down the **** stone, and there is no price."

What is the concept of 100,000 yuan, if a lower **** has a hundred thousand downs, even if his talent is poor, and under the accumulation of a large number of resources, there is great hope to be promoted to the median god.

The key is that a median magical technique can be sealed several times and sold several times. This is a few hundred thousand or even millions of lower quality stones.

"It seems that I am quite rich." Li Fuchen picked an eyebrow.

The 100,000 downs of the **** stone is indeed a big number for him.

"If you don't lack the stone, I advise you not to sell it, otherwise it is easy for others to know the characteristics of your skills." Zhao Feier reminded.

"I will talk about it." Li Fuchen certainly can't sell magical skills. He hasn't mixed up so badly.

Next, Li Fuchen did not continue to transform the fourth move of Yuanji Sword to Yuanjian.

At present, his kendo realm is still low, and he can turn the sword into a metaphysical skill because his realm is enough and his understanding is strong enough to succeed.

If we change the words of Yuan Jianjian, the realm is obviously not enough, and it is impossible to understand alone.

"You have been hiding here."

A vast power came, covering the entire valley.

"The median god, is Mayfair?" Zhao Feier changed color.

The power of the gods and the power of the median **** are still very easy to distinguish.

Looking up, Zhao Feier saw an imposing figure flying over.

This person has a handsome face and is wearing a silver armor. The power of the body is fluctuating and powerful. Zhao Feier guesses that the other person’s power index is at least two thousand.

Mayfair, one of the nine median gods in the Wasteland City.

"On the upper middle god, the power index is really my short board." Li Fuchen vacated and greeted me.

His kendo power index is not low, more than a thousand, but compared with Mayfair, it is still very far.

But how about this, this battle is inevitable.

"It's no wonder that you can kill Anthony, you can kill Yu Lei and others. You are actually a median god." Mayfair's eyes glanced.

The divine power index of Li Fuchen has clearly exceeded one thousand.

The divine power index of the lower **** is impossible to exceed one thousand.

Therefore, in his view, Li Fu Dust is the median god.

"If I guessed it well, you should have broken through these years. Unfortunately, you are too mad too, and you should not offend me." Knowing that Li Fuchen is a median god, Mayfair’s killing is ten More than double.

A median god, let him go, sooner or later will become a big problem, he is not so stupid.

"War!"

Li Fuchen did not defend. Apart from a few differences, he did not differ from the median god.

"Death, crush silver dust!"

When Mayfair came up, he broke out a lower skill.

This lower-level magical skill is the most subordinate skill of Mayfair. Once it is issued, it is a smashing silver shard. It looks both dreamy and full of murder.

"It's good."

Jianhai has no place to display, and the power of the field is wrapped in Li Fuchen.

Booming...

The silver chips touched the force of Li Fu's dust, and they burst into bursts of sound. But soon, the sound of the tearing of the cloth sounded, and Li Hai's sword sea was broken, and there was silver dust on Li Fu. .