Click click click~
All the claws of Youbai Guichen turned into stone, revealing a solid luster. With a slight crunching sound, a large gray-white glow spread, and the petrification eroded from the arms to the whole body.
The leader of the ghost solidified into a stone statue suspended in the air. Most of the white mist behind him collapsed and turned into mud, peeling off from the floating state.
Lu Jun seized the opportunity, quickly drew a star map, and cast two mid-level magics in one thought.
Space is torn apart, overlapping storms!
This is his strongest killing combination. The metal-type sharp tribulation energy plus the defense-breaking increase of space can cause a little damage to the human shield type monarch.
Buzz! A black gold dragon pattern sword rushed up, turning into twenty-one rays of black light above his head. The golden light sword breathed out, forming a large platinum net, with noble silver patterns flowing all over the body, almost becoming one body.
The metal storm rotated rapidly, cutting the void and leaving countless delicate black cracks, instantly strangling the Youbai ghost stone statue to pieces.
At the same time, the surrounding white mist surged, and the turmoil stirred by the shocking aura of death created a vacuum of a hundred meters in radius like a filter.
Roar! Thousands of pieces of rubble fell from the sky. Thousands of souls struggled to break free from the seals of the large number of stones, forming a ghost body like a hill again in mid-air.
It's just that Gui Chen's ghostly white soul is very illusory and has obviously been severely damaged. Its mood fluctuates and is full of panic, and it wants to move away.
Fortunately, they were ghosts. If they had been led by flesh and blood, the two siblings would have perished long ago under the attack.
But how could Lu Jun allow the cooked duck to escape? His eyes flashed black and white, and an illusory sword of the soul burst out between his eyebrows.
A flash of light rushed out, time and space froze, and the eternal light rain danced, piercing through the leading ghost minister in an instant.
Bang!
Youbai Guichen's heavily injured soul body exploded instantly, and a large area of white mist burst away.
The remaining souls condensed into a round moon on the spot, slowly falling and submerged into the white tiger pendant.
Lu Jun took the time to take a look inside, and was slightly pleased. He was indeed a ghost-like monster. He did not have materials such as different bones and blood, but in exchange for the high-quality essence.
Even a remnant soul contains much more energy than an ordinary leader.
In the white mist, because the ghost minister was killed too quickly, there were numerous ghost shadows in all directions. Among them, another ghost minister hiding in the deepest place screamed, seemingly angry.
The next moment, hundreds of ghosts swarmed up, white and white, and the scene was astonishing, like a demonic tide filling the sky.
Lu Jun's face was cold, and he released his magic, attacking first and killing first.
A hole in the underworld opened above the two of them, and layers of spider webs hung down, weaving into a black and red [Curse Well World] to wrap around the nearby ghosts.
The cursed well hoisted dozens of ghosts in one breath. These ghosts were like puppets on strings. With the dim black and red background, they looked like a scary and eerie Gothic opera house.
Then, with a thought, twenty-one flying swords shuttled through the surrounding evil spider webs, setting off a sharp storm.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The black light sword energy slashed through the warrior-level ghost, and as soon as the gray-white calamity energy was activated, it tore the ghost's body apart and exploded on the spot.
Rows and rows of ghosts fell down like mowing grass, killing dozens of them in a short time.
On the other side, Lu Mei was just as good, with golden red flames burning all over her body. The flaming star maps intertwined to form a fire constellation, and the sky poured down a mighty misty rain.
A large dazzling golden cloud of fire spread in the vast white mist, and the blazing high temperature quickly infected the mist, making a burning and crackling sound.
Outside, many mages looked up and saw the striking red sunset in the sky, and were extremely shocked.
Dozens of tall warrior ghosts were bathing in the sea of fire, and fireballs smashed down from above.
With six times the increase of the best soul fire, everything turned into clusters of human-shaped flames. The ghost demons screamed in the sky, burned up, and scattered ashes.
It is normal for this level of combat power to be placed at a high level. If Mo Fan's spiritual fire type is sprinkled at a high level, he can kill more than a dozen warriors in an instant.
This wave of killings by the siblings directly cleared hundreds of warrior ghosts, which was actually a few minutes faster than the other two battlefields.
Of course, if Du Xiao Feijiao was willing to consume a lot of mana to perform super-level magic, one skill would probably kill an entire legion in seconds, but they had to save mana.
Buzz!
Wisps of remnants of essence rose in the air, all gathered into the white tiger pendant.
Lu Jun had no time to observe, as a large number of remaining ghosts followed closely behind him, and the condensed evil energy surged in like an overwhelming force.
Attacking two hundred war generals is difficult even if they are super-level. The human body is too fragile.
He didn't dare to resist. As soon as he thought about it, the female ghost appeared, wrapped himself up and turned into a gust of wind and escaped into the ground.
The elder sister ran faster, with wings flying behind her and her body agile, and she easily dodged in the gaps.
Deep in the ghost mist, the ghost minister is very cunning, and will not show up easily after seeing his companions suffer heavy losses and fall.
Now it seemed to have seized the opportunity, and the ghostly figure finally appeared, quietly lurking behind Lu Mei, showing a ferocious smile, and stretched out its giant claws to dig out her heart.
At this moment, Lu Mei chuckled, her graceful body had human figures overlapping her, endless sea of fire surged out, and the arrogant pressure of the monarch erupted.
The flame witch escaped from her shell, turned around and rushed forward, grabbed the ghost minister's giant claw, and released her magic. A forest of flaming maple leaves rose up in a radius of several hundred meters.
As the red leaves fell, the tall ghost minister like a hill was slowly burned into nothingness, without any ability to resist.
With the death of the two leading ghost ministers, this ghost army was shaken, and many ghost generals showed panic expressions.
Lu Jun emerged from the earth and beat the drowned dog without leaving any room. He picked up the four elements of space, metal, curse, and soul at will, and slaughtered all the remaining two hundred ghost generals.
In the White Tiger Pendant, a large amount of essences poured in, coupled with the million-level battle below, the blood lake rose.
A rough count, [seven] complete warrior essences, [three] warrior essences fused from residual souls, a total of ten warrior essences.
Seeing this, Lu Jun was extremely happy. If he focused on high-level magic, he could already strengthen a hundred fourth-level stars. If he focused on basic magic, level five would be within reach.
The battlefield of the undead is indeed a good place to collect spirits.
But he didn't choose either one. None of the high-level ones had reached level 3, so it would be a waste to order the basic ones.
Seven complete warrior essences can be sold for more than 100 million, which is more than enough to buy one Galaxy Vein.
He had a premonition that after the trip to the ancient capital, he would become fatter, and all high-level people were not far away.
In a moment, the three separated troops each defeated the three undead legions and quickly returned to the team.
The senior people in the team looked at the calm-looking Lu Jun sister and brother with awe.
Mo Fan looked surprised. If he fell into any legion, the probability of death was very high, let alone killing them all so quickly.
Unknowingly, the two siblings who came out of Bo City already had the temperament of a strong man, capable of carrying the banner of humanity and fighting on the frontline of the demon empire.
Han Ji nodded and ordered in a deep voice: "The whole army moves forward quickly!"
(End of chapter)
