Full-time Mage: Start by getting the White Tiger Pendant

on the battlefield.

At this moment Lu Jun turned into light, carrying an emerald green vase of life on his back, raising his hands and throwing his feet into a feather coat of holy light, protected by a pure white halo all over his body, becoming the most eye-catching person in the audience.

Wherever he passed, the golden and green poisonous mist avoided one after another, and immediately killed the formation of the poisonous golden mummy.

Even before he could make a move, the majestic and holy power blessed by the three elements all over his body caused several warrior-level undead nearby to shriek and set themselves on fire without fire.

It's raging! In the front row of the golden-green undead group, clusters of white flames of more than ten meters suddenly appeared, shining on the hillside, dispelling a large swath of poisonous fog, and the light system made the surroundings squeak.

Lu Jun was amazed that this level of white magic attainment was really not an ordinary high-level, with extremely strong auxiliary ability, and he was extremely envious.

It's a pity that he has the protection of the black snake armor and doesn't need it. Why waste magic on him, it's better to give it to Mo Fan and others of the national team.

Rumble!

Stormy waves, the Tianhe broke its bank!

Immediately, Lu Jun punched out, and the majestic jet-black water overflowed. Under the blessing of the Beiming Xuanshui Soul Seed, a berserk black dragon roared out, with a width of more than ten feet, forcibly plowing the ground out of a deep ravine. The hill shook violently.

The storm directly tore the formation of the poisonous gold mummies from the middle, and hit the poisonous gold mummies along the road, as if being hit head-on by a giant steel dragon. The first few who were crushed to pieces were crushed to pieces.

Crashing, the remaining impact of the North Ming Flood, until the Yin Qi erupted, the submerged lower bodies of the mummies were corroded by the stench cloth wrapped around them, exposing their shriveled corpses and further melting.

Ocean Abyss!

This is not over yet, Lu Jun hovered in the middle of the battlefield, and with a low growl, the vast water magic energy was released, his eyes glared, and his whole body turned into a crystal-clear obsidian.

Immediately afterwards, with him as the center, a terrifying black vortex expanded around him, the condensed water flow was heavy, flowing and rotating rapidly, and a strong devouring force erupted, pulling the poisonous gold mummies in all directions to throw themselves into the net.

It should be noted that the mummy of this war general is tall and heavy, but under the domain of the sea abyss, it is like a weak scarecrow caught in the sky-high storm.

Boom!

Looking down from a high altitude, the black abyss descended on the top of the hill, the loud noise shook the sky, and a section of the mountain was directly flattened. A large number of poisonous golden mummies were torn apart. The area was reduced to a black swamp.

Lu Jun exploded in the middle of the group of poisonous gold mummies, defeated the battle formation of the undead army, and shook the flanks.

Seeing this scene, Guofu and others were overjoyed. The poisonous golden mummy collapsed and could not form a unified poisonous mist. Although such a single person was strong, its toxicity could no longer pose a threat to the members of the Guofu.

So Mo Fan and others pursued the victory one by one, beat the dog in the water, and rushed to the undead monsters to release the destruction magic, wanton killing.

The female Parthenon 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 muttering to herself, Is this still a college student? Why does she have the aura of a super mage?

In the rear, Wangkos, the second in command of the Egyptian army, changed his face when he saw this. He was ecstatic, and said in a low voice, 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 his head and ordered to his subordinates: Let the whole army press up and follow this group of people to charge.

On the outskirts of Pushini, the battlefield continued. After Lu Jun defeated the poisonous gold mummy formation, he chased after him and led the members of the government to harvest everywhere, so that the warrior spirit in the white tiger pendant grew slowly.

If you look at it from a global perspective, the Egyptian army is pressing harder and harder, and it is much closer to a mirage of a towering pyramid in the distance.

Lu Jun was immersed in the killing and rushed forward without even knowing that he was out of touch with the army mage behind him.

Suddenly, he only felt that the pressure in front of him was relieved, and when he looked around, it turned out to be empty. He killed through the entire undead army and came under the pyramid.

However, Lu Jun's sharp eyes saw that there was a group of silent and chilling elite undead guarding the circle around the pyramid.

In the front are some undead in human form, their bodies are as black as hemp, and they are covered with light black armor, and they are holding slender sharp swords in their hands, which are also shining black and cold.

There are not many of them, and there are about a hundred of them in total. Their eyes emit a breathtaking red light, carrying a strong sense of ferocity.

When Lu Jun broke in unintentionally, these undead, who looked like the pharaoh's personal bodyguards, all looked over and locked him firmly, and the pressure came like overwhelming.

Brutal Sword Deadpool! The weakest one is the strength of a general, and with the mastery of the mysterious dark swordsmanship, the real combat power is much higher. Even high-level mages can deal with four or five at the same time at most, and there are more than a hundred of them.

Lu Jun's face changed slightly, and he recognized the group of undead.

If the poisonous gold mummy and the underworld tracker are the slaves at the bottom of the pyramid, then the dead servant of the sword is the elite soldier of the country, who is relied on by the pharaoh as his thigh.

Whoosh whoosh!

Suddenly, a dead waiter with a ruthless sword moved, and the black swordsman undead took strange steps, his figure was a bit shimmering but not as soft as a ghost, but full of strength.

It rushed in front of Lu Jun, and with a graceful and sensitive sliding step, his hands directly joined the X-shaped chop. The sword light was icy cold, and the dark blade was extremely sharp, making it impossible for ordinary high-level mages to guard against it.

At the same time as the speed is fast, there is a special sense of rhythm, and it is difficult to understand and be led away.

Regardless of swordsmanship duels or other sports competitions, under the premise of weak physical fitness, the weak can defeat the strong, and all of them are superb masters who master the rhythm.

Lu Jun cultivates the alchemy system, and the natal weapon he forges is a sword. He knows swordsmanship. If the sword of the dead servant is slashed by the brutal sword, ordinary high-level mages may not have a better way than to pull back and cast spells according to the opportunity. There is a solution.

But once they retreated, they fell into the opponent's rhythm, and under the continuous attack, it was difficult to solve it for a while.

He was different, he had a feeling of joy at seeing Lie, and with a thought, the three-foot sword came out of its sheath, turned his hand to hold a Tai'a sword, advanced instead of retreating, and bullied him.

Bang!

Lu Jun was overflowing with energy and blood, and a phantom of ghosts and gods rose up behind him. The Tai'a sword smashed down with abundant power, and precisely held the erratic black cross sword, and there was a violent collision sound.

He let out a low cry, and the terrifying strength actually cut off the natal black sword of Li Jian Deadpool directly, and the rest of the momentum continued to chop on the body.

Tear! Lu Jun's figure was ghostly and violent, passing by the black undead swordsman, hunting in the windbreaker, and at the moment of stagnation, the dead servant behind him was cut in half from head to toe, the cross section was smooth, and a large amount of black blood gushed out.

If both of them are sword masters in the battle, then the key to the outcome will fall back to physical fitness and weapon strength.

Unfortunately, Lu Jun's Qi and Blood Four Realms and Tai'a Sword are not something that warrior-level undead can touch.