On the battlefield.
At this moment, Lu Jun turned into light, carrying the emerald green vase of life on his back, moving his hands and feet covered with holy light feathers, protected by a pure white halo, becoming the most eye-catching person in the audience.
Wherever he passed, the golden and green poisonous mist gave way, and suddenly he was killed in the formation of the poisonous golden mummies.
Before he could even take action, the majestic holy power blessed by the three elements in his body caused several warrior-level undead nearby to scream and burn themselves without fire.
Bear bear! Clusters of more than ten feet of white flames suddenly appeared in the front row of the golden-green undead group and shot into the sky, illuminating the hillside and dispersing large tracts of poisonous mist. The light system caused the surroundings to crackle.
Lu Jun was surprised. This level of white magic attainment was indeed not an ordinary high-level one. He had extremely strong supporting abilities and was extremely envious.
It's a pity that he doesn't need the protection of the Black Snake Armor. Why waste magic on him? It's better to give it to Mo Fan and others from the national team.
Boom!
Stormy waves and the Tianhe River burst its banks!
Immediately, Lu Jun punched out, and the majestic black water clouds overflowed. With the blessing of Beiming Xuan Water Soul Seed, a violent black dragon roared out, more than ten feet wide, and plowed the ground into deep ravines. Qiu shook violently.
The violent wave tore the Poison Gold Mummies' formation directly from the middle, hitting the Poison Gold Mummies along the way, as if they were hit head-on by a giant steel dragon. The first few were crushed to pieces. This was [Xuan Zhong].
With a crash, the remaining impact of the Beiming Flood was released, and the Yin Qi exploded. The submerged lower bodies of the mummies were corroded by the stinky cloth wrapped in them, revealing their shriveled corpses, which further melted.
"Haiyuan!"
This was not over yet. Lu Jun was suspended in mid-air in the center of the battlefield, roared, and released the vast water magic energy. His eyes glared, and his whole body turned into the shape of crystal obsidian.
Immediately afterwards, with him as the center, a terrifying dark vortex spread around him. The condensed water flow was heavy, rapidly flowing and rotating, and a strong devouring force erupted, pulling the poison gold mummies from all directions into the trap.
It should be noted that this warrior mummy is tall and weighs a huge amount, but under the realm of the abyss, it is like a powerless scarecrow swept into the storm.
Boom!
Looking down from a high altitude, the black abyss descended on the top of the hill. The loud noise shook the sky. A section of the mountain was flattened. A large number of poisonous gold mummies were torn apart. The majestic rivers carried the soil and trees and rolled down on all sides, destroying this piece of land. The area was reduced to a black swamp.
Lu Jun exploded in the middle of the Poison Gold Mummy group, defeating the battle formation arranged by the undead army and shaking the flanks.
Seeing this scene, Guofu and others were overjoyed. The Poison Gold Mummy collapsed and could not form a unified poisonous mist. Although a single one was strong, its toxicity could no longer pose a threat to the members of Guofu.
So Mo Fan and others pursued the victory one by one, beat up the drowned dogs, rushed in front of the undead monsters, released destructive magic, and killed wantonly.
The Parthenon female mage who buffed Lu Jun was stunned. It was the first time she saw the young man so brave and powerful. She couldn't help but murmured to herself: "Is this still a college student? Why does he have the aura of a super-level mage?"
At the rear, the second-in-command of the Egyptian army, Wangkos, changed his expression when he saw this. He was ecstatic and whispered: "It seems that we have underestimated this group of national team members. A small team is equal to the combat effectiveness of an army."
He turned to his subordinates and ordered: "Let the whole army press forward and follow this group of people to charge."
On the outskirts of Pushini, the battlefield continued. After Lu Jun defeated the Poison Gold Mummy formation, he pursued them and led the members of the government to harvest everywhere, allowing the warrior essence in the White Tiger Pendant to slowly grow.
If we look at it from an overall perspective, the Egyptian army is approaching step by step, and it is much closer to a towering pyramid mirage in the distance.
Lu Jun was immersed in the killing and rushed forward without even realizing that he was out of touch with the army mages behind him.
Suddenly, he felt the pressure in front of him relax, and when he looked around, it was completely empty. He killed through the entire undead army and arrived under the pyramid.
However, Lu Jun's sharp eyes saw that in a circle near the pyramid, there was a group of elite undead who were silent and solemn, guarding it.
At the front are a number of undead humanoids, all as black as hemp, wearing light black armor, and actually holding slender swords in their hands, which are also shining with a black and cold light.
There are not many of them, there are about a hundred of them in total. Their eyes radiate a soul-stirring and eerie red light, with a strong sense of ferocity. Their aura is restrained, but they hide a powerful trait.
When Lu Jun accidentally barged in, these undead souls who looked like the pharaoh's personal bodyguards all looked over and locked onto him, and the pressure came like an overwhelming force.
Brutal Sword Deadpool! The weakest one has the strength of a war general, and with the mastery of the mysterious dark swordsmanship, the real combat power is much higher. Even a high-level mage can only deal with four or five people at the same time, and there are more than a hundred of them.
Lu Jun's face changed slightly, and he recognized these undead.
If the Poison Gold Mummy and the Underworld Tracker are the slaves at the bottom of the pyramid, then the Brutal Sword Deadpool is the country's elite soldier, relied on by the Pharaoh.
Whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, a Deadpool with a violent sword moved. The undead black swordsman took strange steps. His figure was a bit ethereal but not as soft as a ghost. Instead, he felt full of strength.
It rushed in front of Lu Jun and struck down with an X-shaped slash with both hands in a graceful and agile sliding step. The sword's light was cold and the dark blade was extremely sharp, making it difficult for ordinary high-level mages to guard against it.
While the speed is fast, there is a special sense of rhythm that makes it difficult to grasp and be led along.
Regardless of sword duels or sports competitions in other fields, being able to defeat the strong with the weak under the premise of weak physical fitness is a superb master who masters the rhythm.
Lu Jun cultivates the metal system, and the natal weapon he forges is a sword. He knows swordsmanship. With the sword of Deadpool, the ordinary high-level mage has nothing better to do than to stand back and cast spells according to the opportunity. There is a way to deal with it.
But once you retreat, you will fall into the opponent's rhythm. Under the continuous attacks, it will be difficult to solve for a while.
He was different. He felt happy to see the hunter. As soon as he thought about it, the three-foot sword was unsheathed. He turned his hand to hold a Tai'a sword, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward and bullied himself forward.
Bang!
Lu Jun's blood overflowed from his body, and a shadow of a ghost or god appeared behind him. The Tai'a sword struck down with abundant power, and he accurately held the erratic black cross sword, and a violent collision sounded.
He shouted low, and with such terrifying strength, he cut off Deadpool's original black sword, and the remaining force continued to strike at the main body.
Tear! Lu Jun's figure was ghostly and violent, passing by the black undead swordsman, hunting in windbreaker, and for a moment, the dead swordsman behind him was cut in half from head to toe, with a smooth cross-section, and a large amount of black blood spurted out.
In a battle, if both of them are masters of swordsmanship, then the key to victory or defeat falls back to physical fitness and weapon strength.
Unfortunately, Lu Jun's Four Realms of Qi and Blood and Tai'a Sword are not something that a warrior-level undead can touch.
(End of chapter)
