Lu Jun stepped on the straight antenna and had a bird's eye view of Bo City. The dense buildings were clearly visible, and he looked a little dazed.
In the original book, Wing Cang Lang was entrenched on the Bank Trade Building, causing human society to tremble and tremble, like a proud king, but now he stands under the sky, making all members of the Black Church tremble with fear.
Time and space are reversed, scenes are changed, and there is quite a dreamy feeling about the impermanence of the world.
The gears of fate are turning and the direction of progress has been changed.
He was silent for a moment, showed a wanton smile, and whispered in a low voice: "Kill someone in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles, use your sword to cultivate your body and ride on the wind, slay demons in the world!"
It could be said that Lu Jun was second best, but he could not stop his aspiration to change his fate. He seemed to vaguely understand the true meaning of sword cultivation.
Lu Jun's right hand shone with a ball of platinum light, and he slowly raised it. The twelve-meter-long black gold epee on the ground in the distance trembled slightly, and the heavy body was slowly dragged up, roaring into the sky in an instant, and when he held it with his left hand, it quickly shrank to three feet. The sword shines with sharp energy and is inconspicuous.
Buzz!
Immediately afterwards, with the blessing of his mind and the control of his hands, the golden flying sword shuttled through the city, as if he was using the tip of his pen to draw moving strokes on a mud painting.
There was a lot of murderous intent in the rain at night. From time to time, waves of air passed by, criss-crossing, and the rain splashed in large areas, majestic. Blood flowers bloomed in the dark night, miserable and beautiful.
It was pitch dark on a rainy night, and he should have been unable to see anything clearly, but Lu Jun's mind spread, and by locking onto each inner lake, he targeted and killed more than thirty black beasts in the blink of an eye.
When Lu Jun was able to release the middle-level magic of the gold system, he discovered that the [Royal Weapon] was not easy to control. It could change the gravity greatly or small, control the size of the spread of the golden light, and fight three-dimensionally in the three-dimensional space of sea, land and air, which required a lot of thought and space. imagination ability.
Otherwise, not only will the power not be maximized, but friendly forces will be accidentally injured.
In addition, although the imperial weapon makes up for the shortcoming of the gold system that it can only be used at close range, the control range depends on the spiritual realm. The higher the level of the nine realms, the wider the range.
Fortunately, Lu Jun has awakened the spiritual magic in the middle level, which can easily solve the two problems and is more conducive to improving his spiritual cultivation. The current [First Realm] expansion range is enough for him to sweep the middle level.
If the metal system really became popular, he would also be the best among them, having trained for this for a long time.
The more he killed, the more fortunate Lu Jun was. The powerful support and mysterious characteristics of the psychic system allowed the other three systems, water, gold, and curse, to receive bonuses.
Finally, because the flying sword was flying in the city, the shape when it transformed into the heavy sword mode was too exaggerated, and even killed the demon in front of many evacuating teams, and showed his holiness in front of people, even if it rained night, it could not be hidden, and was witnessed by everyone.
"Look, who is that person on top of the tall building? Is he a magician?"
Under the light curtain of Anjie, everyone was safe. Suddenly a little girl shouted, pointed at the building excitedly and exclaimed: "So handsome, is he killing the demons of the Black Vatican?"
After saying that, everyone saw the hazy figure on the top of the building. Even if it was blocked by the rain and darkness, the blue water windbreaker still attracted everyone's attention.
The three-foot platinum sword glow whizzing through the city seemed to be the magical tool of this mysterious strongman.
Someone roared in support: "It's easy to kill, give me the gauze, this damn piece of shit, an anti-social idiot."
"A real man must be like this!" The knowledgeable mage sighed and said with envy: "This kind of magic tool is definitely of a very high level."
In the huge crowd, Mo Jiaxing pushed Ye Xinxia's wheelchair and looked out. Zhang Xiaohou and He Yu clasped their hands and stared at the towering building like a silver sword under the sky.
Including Mu Bai, Zhao Kunsan and others were present. People who were originally frightened by the sudden blood alarm gradually relaxed when they saw this domineering scene.
This time Zhang Xiaohou was not affected by the figure of Zhan Kong alone killing the leader Yi Canglang, but he was attracted by Lu Jun's demeanor of looking down at the sky and judging the Black Holy See.
He Yu did not die, and his love and responsibility in the disaster were no worse than his desire for revenge.
Zhang Xiaohou held He Yu's hand tightly, lowered his head and said firmly: "He Yu, I also want to be like that strong man, protecting people from any harm... I want to join the army."
He knew that since he had just graduated from high school and had only reached the second level of cultivation, he would not be taken seriously even if he was admitted to a university. Joining the army was the only way to go.
"I understand you." He Yurou said, "And I also want to hold up half of the sky and become an independent and powerful female mage. I will go with you."
"Quick, quick, quick." Many people opened their mobile phones in excitement and said: "Quickly take a video and post it on the Internet. This is cool, killing the Black Vatican shit."
It seems that these people have no sense of urgency and seriousness. If Lu Jun were here, he would be happy. Compared with the original timeline where the city was full of people, families were broken up and people were killed, and there was a lot of sadness.
Such a scene is not the greatest affirmation of human protection. The mages have resisted all disasters.
Suffering does not make people grow, experience does.
It's just that the smile is conserved and transferred from the faces of a certain group to the faces of other people.
Bo City is happy, but the Black Church is miserable.
Boom!
On a certain street, a three-foot-long giant heavy sword was like a tractor, plowing the area roughly into a deep ravine. When the heavy sword was raised with trembling, the ravine was filled with corpses, like a slaughterhouse.
The two black-robed members of the Black Vatican were hiding under the ruins of the ruins and shivering. They had just had a narrow brush with each other and almost died.
When Yu Ang saw this scene, he was shocked and gasped: "Are you still planning to seize the Holy Spring?"
Instructor Bai Yang, the fellow sufferer on the side, had an ugly expression on his face: "Let's see, if force doesn't work, I will use the name of the military to outwit them."
"Then I wish you good luck." Yu Ang was already frightened and said, "That person may not recognize my identity, it's up to you."
Buzz buzz~
After a while, at the top of the building, Lu Jun raised his hand and waved. A white line flickered in the night sky, like a rainbow penetrating the sun. A three-foot-long platinum sword light returned through the air and floated around him. A murderous aura was brewing, as if it was dormant. Bai Jiao is ready to go out at any time.
He looked down and said to himself: "That's almost it. Save some magic power."
At least 150 black beasts had died under the sword just now, and there was blood all over the place. Tang Yue, Lu Mei, and Lin Yuxin all rescued them and turned around and headed to the border of the outpost at his command.
The stable social mages in Anjie have also been mobilized under official organizations to continuously support the front line.
When Bo City reacts, the Demon Wolf Demon will face a tight iron fist.
There are still many black beasts running around in the city. They were chased and intercepted by sword nets and paid a bloody price before they rushed to the foot of the Bank Trade Building.
At this distance, it is no longer cost-effective for Lu Jun to use the long-range gold system. At the moment, his gold-system Nebula only has 20% of the mana at most. It consumes less combat power in close combat but is not weak in long-range combat.
There is no way, the mid-level [Royal Weapon] can continue to operate after being used once, but it consumes a lot of energy.
