C821 (1/2)

821 Deactivation

The creator of this world was floating in the air, holding up a ball of lightning with both hands and condensing it into a long spear.

As Li Fan stood on the ground, golden true energy surged from his body. A great battle spirit shot out and appeared behind Li Fan. He raised his palm and aimed it at the creator of this world.

The two of them stared at each other day after day, both wanting to put their opponent to death!

The creator suddenly threw out that terrifying bolt of lightning!

The long spear shot toward Li Fan's head, about to pierce through it.

However, the War God's palm also struck out. A powerful palm wind struck the Thunder Spear, resisting the power of the Thunder Spear.

The power of the long spear of thunder was constantly weakening, and the figure of the War God was also gradually fading away.

Both sides were rapidly consuming energy, and the creator sneered.

”My energy is very strong. With just you, a human, how could you possibly contend against me!”

The power of the creator was indeed enormous, a level higher than Li Fan's. Li Fan's consumption of Zhen Qi was even faster than the creator, so if this continued, Li Fan would be at a disadvantage. The creator of this world was also full of confidence. He was prepared to receive Li Fan and obtain his true body in this wave!

Li Fan's true qi had already begun to reach the end, but he took out a Origin Recovery Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

The Returning Energy Pill began to replenish a large amount of Li Fan's lost Zhen Qi. Sensing that Li Fan's strength was starting to recover, the creator was stunned.

What was going on?

The creator was baffled. What method had Li Fan used to recover his lost strength?

Humans shouldn't be able to do it!

After Li Fan used up another wave of the creator's strength, he once again consumed a Returning Energy Pill.

The true qi that he had expended was once again fully replenished.

The creator had gone mad!

What kind of situation was this, to be able to happily fight!

How could a human being go against a powerful god like himself!

”I am a god!”

”God your grandpa!”

A fierce light flashed in Li Fan's eyes. His Battle God remained standing there and gave him a slap, but Li Fan's figure instantly vanished. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the sky in front of the creator.

The creator of this world was shocked. He remembered that Li Fan and War God were one and the same; it was impossible for them to separate bodies! But now, Li Fan actually did it?

In the next second, Li Fan's palm landed on creator's body.

Kirin Palm!

The palm strike caused the creator's body to descend from the sky and land on the ground like a cannonball!

With a rumble, a huge crater appeared in the ground, with the creator lying inside.

Li Fan extended his hand and the extraordinary sword flew into the air, rapidly rotating!

Countless sword shadows fell from the sky like rain, crazily shooting into the hole below!

The ground shook, and smoke rose into the air. He didn't know if Li Fan's attack would work.

However, the creator lay in the pit for a long time without making any sound.

Li Fan waved his hand, and the wind from his palm dispersed the smoke. The Creator was crouching in the pit, his wounds constantly being healed.

With his power, he could still heal wounds like this. However, this would require a large amount of energy.

Although the creator had a lot of energy, his powerful spiritual energy and the superpowers of many other mutated espers made his battle strength even more powerful. However, the exhaustion from a few battles had hollowed out the creator's body, causing him to feel weak.

It was all because of this body! If he could take back his body, then he would truly become an immortal god!

The creator raised his head and glanced at the pot on the side.

He raised his hand and shot a row of lightning bolts towards Li Fan.

Li Fan released a sword shadow, blocking in front of him, blocking the lightning bolts.

But at the same time, the Creator's body suddenly appeared on top of the pot. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the pot.