The body of a mage is much stronger than that of a normal person, and this strength is expressed in the tolerance of toxins and harsh environments, rather than in physical strength. The body of the Silver Dust Holy Magister can withstand the severe cold and heat, can resist the miasma and poisonous smoke, and can barely walk a few kilometers without getting tired even under ten times the gravity (this is the test result after sealing all the magic power, in the case of magic power, the magicians are completely immune to gravity damage, because his domain can easily neutralize the gravity field) But his body is as fragile as an ordinary eleven-year-old child with no cultivation, as soft, and as unable to withstand severe damage.

Without any magical protection, an adult with no cultivation can take out silver dust with a sharp kitchen knife, and the mage's physique is strong in terms of vitality and resistance, not in terms of physical hardness. The body of any mage is a real flesh and blood, and their body can reach the level of a professional boxer is the limit. It is an indisputable fact that magicians lack muscular strength and the ability to resist blows compared to warriors.

If the two blows of the Rising Sun Master really fell on Yinchen without hindrance, then the silver-haired boy at this time would have already lost his bones, and was directly bombarded into a cloud of blood mist by the powerful concussive force of the thunderbolt, and there were no fragments of flesh and blood left, and it was impossible to be like now, not only his body was intact, but even his clothes were not torn. The moment the old man of Shengyang sent out two blows to "break the empty palm", the old man himself felt that he had hit Yinchen's body, but in fact he only hit Yinchen's defensive magic.

Under the coronation of the gods who have been broken, Silver Dust also blessed himself with another three layers of magic shields, which are the Divine Blessing of Light that completely protects against all rigid impacts, and the Heavenly Guardian that can absorb all types of attacks to a certain extent (magic of the same level as the Undercurrent Demon Shield), and the innermost is what Silver Dust relies on to save his life, which can only be stacked with one layer, but can completely immune to any type of attack The Redemption Crown, such a three-layer shield, converted into the defense of physical armor, is almost at the fortress level.

However, such a three-layer shield still failed to make Silver Dust survive the two blows of "Breaking the Empty Palm".

When the first blow fell, the Light Divine Blessing, who usually didn't know where it was hidden, suddenly appeared, and plated a layer of golden yellow light on the surface of Silver Dust's body, this layer of light was very faint, so faint that the Rising Sun Master didn't notice it at all, the golden light film completely prevented the old man's first blow, and did not let any little bit of power pass to Silver Dust's body, but when the second blow fell, Light Divine Blessing couldn't withstand such a heavy blow, especially the continuous heavy blows in the same position, and the second blow was like a mountain and a sea of "broken palms" At the moment of the hit, the Light Divine Blessing completely disintegrated.

Golden points of light flew out of Silver Dust's body like broken mirrored glass shards, and there was no sound, only silence. Under the blessing of the Divine Light, the ordinary type of magic shield of the Heavenly Guardian suddenly propped up, but it also exploded in an instant, releasing dots of gold particles, like dust in the sky when the castle collapsed. The Heavenly Guardian did not block any of the old man's blows, but only weakened most of the power of the second palm, and then completely collapsed, and the second blow of the Rising Sun Master, "Breaking the Void Palm", still had a small part of the force directly penetrating Yinchen's body.

Such a little bit of power can be directly absorbed by Redemption Wanguan, but the moment the magic shield of the Redemption Crown was just propped up, Silver Dust was just pushed into the wall by a huge force.

With Yin's own physical fitness, being pushed into the wall like this, he can definitely squeeze all the bones and internal organs of the whole body, squeeze every muscle in the whole body into something like mud, and the whole person will be squeezed into a human skin, and the dead can no longer die, but the light of the Redemption Crown lights up at this time, completely isolating the silver dust from all external forces, making him completely neat, and on the surface, it is embedded in the wall intact.

The three-layer magic shield completely dissipated, and the silver dust fell into the wall, silently withstanding the small half of the old man's "Broken Palm" with his young body, almost making every internal organ in the body cavity shatter into many disconnected speeds.

Such an injury is fatal, but it is not immediately fatal, when Yinchen was dying, he almost fought to return to the light and shine with a little bit of energy, blasted open the completely blocked corridor to avoid suffocation, opened the arcane space to take medicine to save his life, at the last moment of his life, he still tried everything to survive, and never gave up in order to survive.

Is he dead? Apparently not. His story doesn't end in two hundred chapters.

[I don't know how long it will take]

Silver Dust felt drops of water fall on his face, drops. Two drops, three drops, cold as sorrow. The salty taste flows through the teeth and into the mouth. It was like the tears of farewell, and it was like the blood splashed when a ten-year-old girl died tragically on the street on that terrible rainstorm night. That dirty night a few months ago flashed back again between half-awake and half-asleep, not like a montage, but very similar to an obituary in the dark night. "Yating! don't!" Yinchen roared, and his small body bounced up suddenly, and then it was strangled by something like a chain, and the bullet returned to the ground. There was a knock on the head, it hurt, and it seemed to be even more dizzy.

"This kid is not dead? how is it possible?" There seemed to be a familiar hostile voice coming from where, Yinchen didn't know, and he wasn't in the mood to care, at this time he was still dizzy, his mind was full of all kinds of terrible visions, his parents who suddenly disappeared, Yating who suddenly parted, Zhang Mengmeng who suddenly had a hideous face and wanted to put himself to death, Wan Jianxin who suddenly drew his sword and faced each other, all kinds of secrets that could not be known were suddenly revealed, and he suddenly became an enemy of himself, and suddenly ......

All kinds of illusions are like the wheels of the underworld, brutally crushing the nerves of Silver Dust, Silver Dust has a headache and wants to die, he really hopes that he can leave this wild world so suddenly, reach the Netherworld, and re-enter the reincarnation, either return to Gabroyle and continue the life called Silver Dust, or simply abandon the current everything, change the name, change the body, change the identity, change the universe, change the head to empty all the memories of this life, and start another life without any burden.

Of course, if he dies, he is not familiar with it, looking at his white and pure body, he is afraid that he will become a corpse pill, which is also a great tonic medicine. It seemed that there was some sweet and greasy light and tactful but ill-intentioned voice coming, and at this moment, Yinchen suddenly remembered Zhang Yating's little sister's instructions to her before she died: "Live my part of life wonderfully!" Suddenly remembered Lin Xuanchen's beautiful and innocent big eyes, remembered Wan Jianxin's wildness to Yue Dangge and the stupid and cute expression of trying to chop big stones in the dark night, suddenly remembered the two straight punches that split the earth and the sky in the fighting room, remembered the two majestic gods like mountains in the world and the sea, and remembered the divine will of eager anticipation when the two divine thoughts finally disappeared. (To be continued.) )