Bear bear!
Lu Jun held Tai'a Sword in his hand and jumped out. A savage sword deadman was split in half on the spot. The golden light blessed by the whole body fell down and the feathers were shaken. The golden flames burned every inch of the dark figure and instantly turned into ashes.
Amidst the flying dust and ashes, a blue complete soul was incorporated into the white tiger pendant.
The stronger the monster is, the higher the probability of the spirit being released. If the probability of the slave level is 1:100, then the probability of the warrior level will be about 1:80, and the undead race will be even higher.
At this moment, he peered into the blood-colored pool of the White Tiger Pendant. In addition to more than three hundred slave spirits, the number of warrior spirits increased from thirteen to more than twenty. Counting three commander-level remnants of four-color demons, The energy of each one is equivalent to four or five warrior essences, and they have already raised enough to advance to the fifth level of intermediate magic. (original)
Ho ho ho!
In the distance covered by the pyramid, a hundred brutal swordsmen were alerted and angrily attacked him with their swords.
Their speed was unbelievable. Countless black afterimages jumped around, drawing arcs, surrounding them from all directions, and waving dark swords together.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant, thousands of slashes appeared in the dark sword light, some flashed away with sword light like stars, some struck down with a powerful sword force, some swept across the moon and slashed at the waist...
Thousands of black and shocking sword marks appeared in this area, like a storm of sword blades, cutting grass and trees. Even a small nearby hill could not withstand the terrifying power of the dark sword and collapsed.
Lu Jun's face was calm, and with a flick of his wrist, the Tai'a Sword's platinum light flashed, and opened in a fan shape in front of him, drawing a shining circle and intercepting thousands of them.
Sonorous! Sonorous!
There was a continuous sound of metal collision, and many of the dead swordsmen were directly knocked away by the terrifying force.
Now his body can be regarded as the body of a commander-level demon. Although hundreds of top battle generals are terrifying, they do not pose a threat to him.
Lu Jun saw that the army behind him had not arrived yet and there was no one around, so he simply used all his combat power.
Buzz!
The next moment, with a thought, he activated the primary stabbing seal of the summoning system, turned into a shadow and calmly withdrew from the surroundings of the violent sword dead servants, avoiding and controlling Xingzi at the same time.
Intermediate Royal Weapon·Overlapping Storm!
Phew! The Tai'a Sword came out of his hand, hovered in the air, swayed, and divided into thousands of platinum sword lights. Each divine sword possessed the intelligence of a spirit, swooping down, and fighting with hundreds of brutal swords.
For a time, the battlefield resounded with the sound of countless soldiers fighting,
The god Tai'a controlled his body and fought hundreds of ancient Egyptian swordsman masters on his own. He got rid of the limitations of human body control. The angle of the sword light became more and more unpredictable, and he learned experience and grew rapidly.
Boom!
Taking advantage of the time when the Deadpools of the Violent Sword were entangled, Lu Jun cast spells very quickly, his eyes flashed with moon-white light, and he summoned the high-level magic [Gate of the Beast Tide]!
A majestic door opened, and ghostly pitch-black figures came out one after another. There were about twenty or thirty figures, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Violent Sword Deadpool.
In the spirit carving method, after observing the appearance and structure of the swordsman's undead soul, he draws it in his mind and summons it to another world.
However, with Lu Jun's high-level second-level summoning system and six levels of spiritual power, he could only summon this number of violent sword dead servants. This shows how strong the individual combat power of this kind of monster is. You can now fight advanced level warriors.
In the original book, Mo Fan met him alone, killed at most seven of them, and then ran away.
hiss!
The Deadpool of the Pyramid Sword was caught off guard, and seven or eight of them died in an instant. They were at a loss as to why demons from the same clan counterattacked and helped the human mage to kill them.
It wasn't over yet. Lu Jun summoned two medium-level commander-level demons, the mermaid and the Night Thunder Dream Beast.
He merged with the former, and the power of water magic increased greatly. The latter seemed to be at home in the cursed dark region of Egypt. In addition, he encountered the Egyptian pyramids, a civilized monument, and his whole body was ready to stir, as if he was about to complete another sublimation.
Lu Jun used all kinds of magic at his fingertips to kill the violent swordsman and the dead waiter retreating step by step.
One essence, two essences...
When he felt almost the same, he looked inside the spiritual world while fighting, pulling all the warrior-level essences and commander-level remnant souls in the White Tiger Pendant into the platinum-gold galaxy of the gold system.
Bah, bah, bah!
Clusters of blue soul fire burned, and three rounds of blue moon-like essence exploded, overflowing with a large amount of energy and repainting the galaxy. The crystal clear stars continued to expand and were upgraded to level five stars.
Forty-nine stars have been tempered, each one is as big as a fist, and the gemstone plate is bright.
Intermediate gold element [Royal Weapon·Human Weapon in One]!
As the name suggests, the host and the natal magical equipment temporarily merge into one, and exert miraculous abilities. This is the supreme secret of the weapon. Depending on the type of natal magical equipment, the cultivation direction is different, and the effects stimulated are different.
Lu Jun was satisfied, and then looked at the remaining soldiers with fierce swords. His eyes were blazing. They were all precious warrior spirits!
Buzz!
Suddenly, Lu Jun felt horrified. He felt a strong killing intent and his body trembled. It was the arrival of fatal danger.
He had a premonition in his mind and peered into the pyramid behind him. He saw a figure riding a black ghost horse. He was in human form and was not tall. He was shrouded in a thick layer of darkness, as if he was wearing a hazy black coat. Battle black robe.
It sat wildly and wildly on the back of a black ghost horse like a knight, with the slender black sword in its hand raised high, the tip of the sword pointed at the dark red and dark sky, as if using the sword to call on the power of the god of night, and you could see the black color under the clouds. The breath is stirring more and more violently!
The mighty power of the Dark Knight can shake an absolute monarch-level creature within a range of several kilometers.
"Zongheng Mingjian!"
The dark knight spoke the language of ancient Egypt, and the majestic voice came. The dark sword intention came from the kingdom of death, and came to the world with a strong breath of destruction!
A streak of light penetrated the sky, with surging cutting power. The domineering black sword light struck towards Lu Jun's position. Deep cracks appeared in the void wherever it passed, shattering the space.
The speed of this sword reached its extreme. It was too late for Lu Jun to use the high-level magic of teleportation. Suddenly, he felt blessed. The thousands of platinum sword lights that were originally fighting in the group of violent swords and dead servants gathered together into the Tai'a Sword. Came in a flash.
Whoosh!
Lu Jun's body and sword joined together, and a bright flying fairy sword light shot up into the sky. Gold fragments scattered all over the sky. The picture was dreamy and beautiful. At the critical moment, he seized the space for a moment and left in a calm and leisurely way.
In the blink of an eye, on the hill three thousand meters away, the figure holding the sword reappeared and fell to the ground, like a sword fairy heading east with a sword.
He was immersed in the beauty of the unity of body and sword. This was the real flying with a sword. With a thought, his body turned into a wisp of sword light and flew thousands of miles away. Before, stepping on a giant sword was a third-rate method.
And the meaning of the fifth-level intermediate-level imperial weapon is more than that. It is also a great killing technique, burning everything, sacrificing one's life with one blow, putting oneself to death and then resurrecting, and creating miracles.
(End of chapter)
