at the same time.
At the edge of the Sahara, a thin black boy's legs were turned to stone, and black swords were surrounding his body.
"Damn Chinese, I will definitely kill you in my lifetime."
He was chattering and full of resentment.
As time goes by, there is no one on all sides, and the monotonous scenery stands forever.
The thin black boy had no energy to curse. Looking around the desert, it was difficult to tell the passage of time. Has it been several hours? Have they left the Sahara?
Gradually, he felt an unprecedented panic in his heart. Staying in such an environment would drive him crazy sooner or later.
However, the thin black boy was lucky and did not suffer for a long time and ended his life soon.
Woohoo!
At a certain moment, he heard a gust of wind howling, turned his head and looked, his eyes widened, full of fear.
A large patch of turbidity appeared on the horizon where the sky meets the sand.
The dim yellow color was rolling, blocking out the sky and the sun. It felt like thousands of troops and horses were lined up and collapsing there, and the noise was getting louder and louder.
Sandstorm? !
Rumbling, the speed of the sandstorm was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the huge yellow sand came in front of us, and a human figure covered in vortexes of sand and dust stood up, looking down at the little black man with red eyes.
"No! Don't!"
Finally, in his desperate eyes, the terrifying sandstorm submerged himself, torn apart by the majestic energy, and shattered inch by inch.
The resentful sandstorm spirit carries the endless wind and sand and looks at the border of the Sahara. It steps out and pursues the escapees.
On the other side, Lu Jun and others also saw this scene.
The sky and the earth were covered in yellow dust, and the thick rolling sand was like a mudslide rolling into the sky, or like a layer upon layer of overwhelming golden waves. The sky collapsed and rolled over again and again.
At the top of the huge waves of sand and dust, you can see a proud and leering figure!
As Nan Jue described before, its whole body was surrounded by suspended gravel, its pupils were filled with strong resentment and restlessness, and the violent billowing sandstorm was its masterpiece.
Because this guy is like a commander standing in the sand and thousands of troops, or maybe this violent sandstorm that reaches the sky and the earth is part of it!
Everyone was horrified. Such a vast momentum must be in the middle or upper reaches of the monarch hierarchy.
Fortunately, they followed Lu Jun's command and ran for thirty-four kilometers in one breath, escaping into the Mediterranean Sea.
Woohoo!
The monstrous golden sandstorm instantly submerged dozens of kilometers, and even if it hit the ocean, it did not weaken at all. Soon, the blue ocean was covered with this sand, and it was a yellow mist.
If you look down from a high altitude, the long and narrow coastline is originally a beautiful sand dune beach, but because of the dust storm, the entire coastline has moved a little deeper into the ocean.
The Sahara Desert has expanded some more territory!
The wraiths of the sandstorm could not catch anyone, and their deafening roars rose into the sky, echoing near the Mediterranean coast.
Far away on the sea, everyone sat on the back of the white finless porpoise summoned by Lu Jun. They swallowed their saliva. The South African captain suddenly thought that the thin black boy was probably completely dead.
………………
After this sandstorm, Lu Jun and others did not dare to go ashore and wandered in the depths of the Mediterranean, waiting for the rescue team from the African Magic Association to arrive.
Not long after, figures appeared in the sky.
The leading super mage, Dai Wen, fell down, glanced at the crowd, and caught a glimpse of the familiar members of the South African National Team. He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're all right. I'm sorry for the trouble, everyone from the Chinese team."
"No trouble, no trouble, the money thing..."
Mo Fan came back to his senses, returned to his carefree look, and asked for money with a wicked smile.
"Don't worry." Devin promised: "The African Magic Association will provide funds soon. Let's go to a safe place to rest first."
Everyone left and found a big city along the Mediterranean to stay.
Halfway through, the South African captain mentioned a few people who had died, but Devin disagreed: "We are lucky to have only a few people die in the Sahara. They can't wait for rescue, and their lives are nothing more than that. Don't worry about it."
In the end, the Cape of Good Hope Magic Association reacted quickly and counted the contributions of the seven members of the Huaxia Guofu team. Lu Jun made the greatest contribution and received the most, accounting for more than half of the total commission.
Even so, each of the remaining six Mo Fans will share hundreds of millions.
Lu Jun doesn't want money, but more special high-grade metals, enough for a small vein of minerals.
The Cape of Good Hope agreed to this condition. When mentioning Africa, the first impression is that there are many minerals, and the same is true when switching to the magic plane.
Of course, don't look at too many mineral veins. In fact, for high-grade metals, due to high energy concentration, even large-scale mineral veins produce only a small amount, while small-scale mineral veins can be estimated to be thousands of kilograms in total.
"The third special metal of the Tai'a Divine Sword..."
He rubbed his hands and looked forward to it. When the government was over, he would immediately go to Africa to make a selection.
Buzz!
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lu Jun mentioned Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. A flash of sword light flashed in the sky, and the black gold dragon pattern sword returned, floating around him. The evil aura was thick, and the tempered edge became more and more exposed. Apparently, he drank blood to his heart's content this time. .
Seeing this, he was surprised and said: "Come back?"
Then, as soon as the Tai'a Divine Sword sank into the platinum galaxy in his spiritual world, a massive amount of sharp power overflowed, baptizing the gold galaxy.
Lu Jun hurriedly sat cross-legged to digest the harvest. He was in a daze, as if he had entered the Tai'a Sword, looking back at the massacre that had just occurred, and using the power of one sword to fight the two war clans.
I am familiar with the angle of force of each sword, as if I am personally controlling the Tai'a Sword in battle.
Click click click~
In a moment, the golden galaxy expanded to its extreme. Under the long-term nourishment of the White Tiger Pendant, it broke the light film barrier, and its magic energy more than doubled.
Advanced Level 2 [Taibai Shen Zang·One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords]!
Taking a step further on the first-level Sky Sword Formation, dividing hundreds of millions of golden lights, and combined with the mastery of high-level metal elements, it seems to have more clever operations.
Lu Jun looked inside the dark world, and saw six galaxies running side by side, all high-level level two. He couldn't help but be filled with joy, knowing that after a period of experience in the government, he had entered the stage of accumulation.
And judging from the progress, he estimated that there would be one or two high-level and perfect magic systems when the national competition started.
At first glance, it seems that he can catch up with Zheluo, the leader in cultivation in the country, but in fact, he has to take care of the six elements, his strength is even more abnormal, and he may even surpass him.
"It's been almost two years since I broke through to the high level. Being able to practice so quickly is all thanks to the White Tiger Pendant, a galaxy magic weapon!"
Lu Jun sighed, this cultivation speed is really not slow anymore, Mo Fan's cultivation will be delayed for two or three years before he can reach the perfection of the six advanced elements.
In addition, Tai'a Sword comes with a large number of warrior-level remnants.
In the White Tiger Pendant, since the last primary fifth-level magic was clicked, there are still seven complete warrior essences left in the pendant. Now after two battles with Tai'a Sword, the number has actually reached [thirteen].
The fifth level of intermediate magic seems not far away.
(End of chapter)
