Lu Jun sat cross-legged on a huge rock in the forest, seizing the time to restore his magic energy.
Next, he will go to the Western Territory Fortress with Zhu Meng and others to resist the White Demon Eagle Tribe.
This is another great opportunity to refresh his soul. He still has three systems on hand: mind, space, and summoning. The middle-level systems have not been upgraded to level four, but the six basic systems are all at level four.
However, the White Demon Eagle is a sky demon that Lu Jun has never dealt with before. Many ground methods are ineffective, such as water and summoning methods.
Fortunately, he has abundant means, and each has his own strengths and methods in the sea, land and air.
If the space system is high-level, it will be easy to move in the air combat. Now the mental power of the four realms is not weak, the mind control skill is versatile, and you can fly. If you combine it with the metal system, you won't be afraid of too much.
Zhu Meng glanced at everyone with his eyes like a torch, and shouted: "Everyone listen to the order and go to Xiling."
After the words fell, the group of people calmed down for a while and finally woke up from the mental shock.
Wu Pingjing, the captain of the guard, suddenly spread six snow-white wings behind his back, setting off gusts of wind, and took off first. Hundreds of guards rushed all the way to Xiling.
Lu Jun blended in, and the three-foot black gold dragon-patterned sword swelled in the wind to more than three feet. The sword flew like a powerful black dragon flying in the sky, which was eye-catching.
When they arrived at Xiling, they saw a shocking scene.
The clear sky was open, dotted with fluffy clouds as white as snow, and large rays of colorful light shot into the sky in the fortress, tearing through the layers of clouds and mist, and the atmosphere of destruction was strong.
Blood was spilled all over the sky, and countless feathers rolled up like goose feathers and the heavy snow rolled up, covering them in a thick layer beside the fortress forest.
But no matter how hard the military mages tried, the "white cloud" on the horizon was still huge, killing one level after another. The end of the "white cloud" could not be seen, and the White Demon Eagle tribe could not be killed.
With the huge fortress as the center, hovering is a vast white storm, spreading for dozens of kilometers, shaking the mountains and forests, and strangling humans crazily.
Lu Jun took a deep breath and followed the palace guards and members of the trial committee into the vast storm of white clouds.
As for the super councilor Zhu Meng, he did not rush to join the battlefield. He landed on the fortress and scanned the sky with his sharp eyes, trying to find a monarch-level existence among the tens of thousands of white magic eagles.
Ultra-level masters will not waste magic energy easily. They need to use it in key places, such as containing the demon monarch.
Buzz!
On the other side, Lu Jun had no scruples. He was a high-level dual-study warrior who was not worthy of the monarch's personal action. Thanks to the three-dimensional obstruction of the White Demon Eagle, he could fully display his combat power without being discovered.
With a thought, he released the middle-level gold-type [Royal Weapon: Overlapping Storm].
The three-foot black sword above his head trembled with light, splitting into twenty-one swords in a flash, each one expanded to three feet in size. The killing energy surged between heaven and earth, and the gray-white death calamity energy gathered.
In the battlefield environment, it seems that due to the characteristics of the white tiger, the power of the metal element is increased.
Around him, dozens of rays of sword light criss-crossed and intertwined into a network, the speed getting faster and faster, like a rotating storm, a pale tornado rising, sweeping across with an unparalleled sharp aura.
The white magic eagles from all directions were accidentally involved, and were instantly cut into flesh. Blood flowers bloomed. As the spherical storm harvested wantonly, the area was filled with blood mist.
Lu Jun's fourth-level gold-type mid-level magic, coupled with the double metal effect, is a high-level magic with sufficient killing power that puts even the high-level wind magic to shame.
In a short period of time, more than two hundred white magic eagles were slaughtered, and a vacuum appeared in the nearby area.
Boom!
He then tried to swoop into the middle-level water-type Storm Wave Tianhe, and a mighty blue waterfall fell from the sky, but the effect was average. The white magic eagles noticed that the torrent was sweeping in and avoided it one after another.
Only dozens of unlucky ghosts had no time to escape. They were swept up by the Tianhe and fell towards the fortress forest. They were hit hard and the water splashed high, like a thick wall of water.
The White Demon Eagles were shattered into pieces.
Seeing this, Lu Jun simply held up the water curtain, protected himself with an indestructible barrier, and focused on killing other elements.
But he gradually found the doorway, and the dark blue water realm expanded, producing a large amount of white soda mist, which filled the surrounding air.
Subtly, the wings and feathers of all the approaching White Demon Eagles were stained with water drops, making them several times heavier and their speed became extremely slow.
At this time, he used 'Tianhe Dive' again, and hundreds of white magic eagles were swept in.
This was not over yet, Lu Jun's majestic mental power surged out, and he used psychic magic for the first time in a long time, the intermediate level [Psychic Control], his eyes were translucent and shining, and layers of ripples spread.
Chirp!
The White Demon Eagles, who were originally frightened by Lu Jun's terrifying killing speed and did not dare to approach, each charged towards them with red eyes as if they were stimulated.
A large cloud gathered, as powerful as a rainbow, and its huge body collided like fighter jets self-destructing.
Under the temptation of Lu Jun's mind, they happened to gather in a dense cluster.
Immediately, he flew to a high position and quickly punched out. Above the 'cloud', a surging torrent appeared out of thin air, knocking hundreds of heads to the ground.
Lu Jun felt so good at "brushing", his movements became more and more skillful, he gathered monsters and killed them all in one go, using water and metal elements alternately, without giving up his mind.
It was not that the White Demon Eagle Demon did not fight back, but whether it was a slave or a warrior, its sharp claws and beaks pierced the water barrier intensively, without causing any ripples.
Occasionally, Lu Jun also used space system mind control, the silver light surged, or repulsed, or blocked, or massaged away the white magic eagle that was lucky enough to get close.
In high-intensity battles and high-pressure external environments, he continued to make in-depth understanding of each department. He had many skills at his fingertips and was extremely proficient in combining them in pairs.
Before, Lu Jun had always felt that it was difficult to integrate the power of his whole body, but now he vaguely grasped the essence of the integration of multiple systems.
Speaking of which, two of his series have been promoted to high levels, and the six series add up to a total of [fourteen] skills. Leaving aside effects, secondary magic evolution, etc., it is quite complicated.
Whether each skill is used properly and whether it can be used in combination requires long-term battles to accumulate experience.
With so many abilities, Lu Jun only dug inward, and his combat effectiveness also increased rapidly.
Later, he formed a fixed routine for dealing with the White Demon Eagle clan, and his killing methods were indispensable.
Nothing but familiarity.
Every breath takes away more than two hundred white magic eagles. Four or five essences are either synthesized or born, and little bits of blue fluorescence float towards the white tiger pendant.
Above the blood lake, the stars are densely covered. There are already [fifty] slave-level souls, and more than fifty warrior-level remnant souls, and they are being synthesized into a new one.
This means that Lu Jun killed at least 2,500 White Magic Eagles in a very short period of time, which was enough for a small ethnic group.
This is not an exaggeration. Mo Fan, who is at the middle level of the four elements and has not yet fully cultivated, can kill an undead group. It is only natural that he can do it.
Lu Jun quietly made a fortune and went to the battlefield to harvest souls. What he didn't know was that the white tiger pendant was affected by the killings of the war. It jumped for joy and trembled, and the platinum light shone more and more, as if it was going to be revived and sublimated step by step.
The white tiger is the main killer, and the military symbol is also called the tiger symbol. Large-scale wars are within the scope of authority.
But no matter how Lu Jun killed, his eyes were still completely white, and the clouds composed of white magic eagles could not kill them all.
Because the white devil eagle attacked not the ethnic group, but the kingdom, which was comparable to the turmoil of the Yangtze River Crocodile Lord.
Fifty is a nest, and fifty nests are tribes, and the monarch is surrounded by at least twenty commander-level demon marshals, and there are even more monarchs like [Silver Dome Lord].
This means that twenty large ethnic groups are dispatched, numbering close to one hundred thousand.
What Lu Jun killed was a drop in the bucket.
(End of chapter)
