The Parthenon plane took off smoothly and headed quickly to Greece.
Just as he was about to fly away from the territory of China, a mighty black whirlwind suddenly struck, and a large ghost mist flowed, and it looked like rumbling dark clouds, giving the appearance of a ghost king being born.
Lu Jun felt the flying speed of Qiantian Guisha and nodded with satisfaction. He now has the flying sword and the classic black wind technique.
The style of painting that cosplays his magic is completely wrong, it must be Shushan who cosplays.
The dark whirlwind of dark clouds instantly obscured the sun-patterned aircraft, making the crew in the cockpit unable to see what was ahead, and they were forced to descend in panic.
It wasn't until mid-air that Lu Jun canceled the ghost fog and asked the Parthenon plane to turn around and dock again at Hangzhou Airport.
In the passenger cabin, Instructor Groken's face was gloomy. How dare he intercept the Parthenon's plane?
He turned to a younger subordinate and ordered: "Dicaeus, go and drive away the attackers."
In mid-air, before Lu Jun landed, a cyan figure emerged from the plane, with three pairs of white and light wind wings behind him.
The visitor had a typical Western face, with deep eye sockets, a hooked nose, and light blue eyes looking at the two of them with disdain.
"I asked who they were. It turned out to be two Eastern monkeys."
After saying this, Lu Jun's face turned cold. He had always given up hope on these guys from the West. Now when they met, he turned out to be arrogant and looked down on other countries from the bottom of his heart.
It should be noted that Parthenon was already a moderate and friendly faction in the West, and even became an appeaser after the death of the goddess and the loss of the resurrection spirit.
Even so, the working style of the relevant employees is overbearing and tough, and you can tell what the style of the Holy City is from a small glimpse.
Their backbones, that is, the Holy City and Parthenon, must be broken and reorganized. In the future, the latter will be lucky enough to get Ye Xinxia, the chosen daughter, and reluctantly change in a relatively peaceful way.
As the middle point of the conflict between the two parties, Xinxia felt uncomfortable.
Mo Fan even jumped up and cursed: "You Western barbarians, put down the kidnapped girl on the plane. I am her brother. What qualifications do you have to take her away without my consent?"
The two people communicated in International Language, which is good for the magic plane. With the joint efforts of the five continents magic associations, the languages in slightly developed areas have been initially unified.
"Are you her brother?" Dicaeus was surprised at first, and then flatly refused: "Sorry, our teaching will start tomorrow. Since she has been selected by us, she must obey our arrangements." (All original text)
Mo Fan was furious: "You fucking idiot, what kind of logic is this?"
Dicaeus instantly became cold: "If you speak rudely to Parthenon again, I have the right to take action against you."
At this time, the impatient voice of Instructor Groken came out from the cabin: "Don't talk so much nonsense to them, blow them all away."
After finishing his words, Lu Jun sneered. Black ghosts and gods stood behind him, and his spiritual thoughts overflowed, forming a monstrous aura.
He shouted: "Let's see who dares! This is China's territory, even if I kill you on the spot, it will be nothing."
Dicaeus was shocked and horrified. In the past, when Parthenon's name came out, everyone retreated consciously, and no one really dared to take action.
Qian Tian Gui Sha exhaled gently, and the fifteen-meter giant spirit spewed out a large green and black evil wind, melting gold fossils wherever it passed.
Seeing this, Dicaeus did not dare to neglect, and quickly pushed with both hands, and a strong air flow was coming from all directions!
The color of the airflow can be seen, showing a golden brown that has never been seen before, and it collides fiercely with the incoming blue-black evil wind.
Boom!
The air set off an overwhelming momentum, sweeping outward layer by layer, with roars and bursts of golden, brown, green and black explosions.
The aura of holiness and evil intertwined.
Lu Jun raised his eyebrows. According to the original memory, he knew the strength of this guy. He had high-level earth and wind dual elements, and he also had the soul seed of the wind and earth elements.
At the same time, Mo Fan took advantage of the two fighting in the sky and decisively reached the plane.
Bear bear!
He unceremoniously controlled Xingzi and punched the purple blazing nine dragons into the sky, burning the wings and turbines of the plane.
"People inside, get out, or I will blow up your plane. You robbed a girl in broad daylight. Do you think this is your home?"
Mo Fan issued the last warning.
After a moment, the cabin door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man with blond hair appeared at the door. He had a pair of golden eyes and stared at Mo Fan coldly and majestically.
Groken said in a cold voice: "Do you want to challenge the majesty of our Parthenon?"
Mo Fan retorted: "Are you an idiot!"
Hearing this, veins popped up in Groken's head, and he snorted coldly: "We have the right to punish anyone who insults the temple staff anywhere!"
Suddenly, a huge ghost vine jumped out from under Mo Fan's feet and whipped him to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, endless ghost-faced vines surged up, covering Mo Fan from all directions, making it difficult for him to deal with them.
High-level plant magic [Ghost Wood Hand]!
Sky Lu Jun caught a glimpse and shook his head. Although the strength of the clergy he faced was high, it was far less powerful than the super mentor below. Even if it was just a single super class, it was not something Mo Fan could handle.
Lu Jun needed to fight quickly, and as soon as he had an idea, while the black-robed ghost was entangled with him, the hole in the netherworld opened, and another tall and plump female ghost in white jumped out.
The ghost of Kuntu has just appeared, with a pair of charming and charming eyes shining with gray-white light, and the eyes of Medusa are stimulating.
A large swath of gray-white rays of light spread in the void, blinking and surrounding Dicaeus in the center of his pupils, solidifying layer by layer. In addition to petrification of the body, there was also a strong spiritual curse.
"Get away!"
Dicaeus roared angrily, and the brilliance of the spiritual system shone on his forehead, accompanied by various spiritual concentrating magic tools rising up.
In addition, the temple priest's eyes also flashed with similar skills, the reddish-brown color stood out, and there seemed to be an eternal ancient rock demon hidden in the pupils.
It was obvious that the earth soul type that Dicaeus had mastered was completely different, with an awe-inspiring evil aspect.
"Isn't it the Eye of the Rock Demon? I can do it too!"
He used the high-level third-level earth element [Sky Veil], and thousands of reddish-brown gauze enveloped himself, forming a curtain that collided with the incoming gray-white glow.
Boom!
Two petrifying forces collided in mid-air, and two wind tornadoes clashed with each other. The battle was turbulent.
Seeing this, Lu Jun was thoughtful. There is a reason why the Parthenon can stand in the world. He specializes in the psychic system and has obvious resistance to curse and psychic mages. His advantage seems not to be that great.
Moreover, Dicaeus's spiritual realm is not low, he is on par with the threshold of the four realms. He can cast spells very fast with just a thought of the star map.
As everyone knows, Dicaeus on the other side is secretly frightened. He has three high-level systems at the same time, but he can only fight against the opponent's two Netherworld Ghost Punishers.
Lu Jun stood with his hands behind his back, floating in the air, which had an unfathomable meaning.
Dicaeus also got a glimpse of the strength of the tip of the iceberg. Five realms of spiritual power, top-quality cursed substances, and dual realms allowed the two ghosts to reach the level of commander-level combat power alone.
(End of chapter)
