Versatile Mage: Start by obtaining the White Tiger Pendant

Lu Jun at the side said with regret: "I am from the side branch of the Lu family, not a native of Bo City. I regret that I cannot go with you."

This was a lie. He had planned this several years ago. When Mo Fan was refining the Holy Spring, he secretly withheld a little bit of it to cover up the aura on his body.

However, Lu Jun did not plan to make a big announcement about taking the ancient king's armor. He wanted to learn the air-cutting technique and sneakily blend in using mental invisibility, and keep his trump card hidden.

The old acquaintance Zhu Meng looked at Lu Jun with full of regret. He knew that Lu Jun had a curse-type trump card that could temporarily release a sub-monarch, and was not weaker than the super-class masters present.

If you can enter the Shayuan, the action will be easy.

Mo Fan asked, "What about now? The Shayuan is so far away, a full thirty kilometers away, and is covered with a sea of ​​undead souls."

"Now?" Han Ji looked into the distance and said domineeringly: "I will lead you to fight through the Undead Empire!"

Everyone looked at the super-powerful man and their blood boiled.

The high-level officials of the ancient capital made arrangements and took action quickly, with Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao Liewang, Lu Xu, Yao Ting and other super-class people as the spearheads, followed by high-level royal guards and military masters, and a large number of mid-level mages as wings.

This battle brought all the troops involved, with a total of several thousand people, each of whom was at least a mid-level elite.

Lu Jun and his sister were also among them, and their positions were very close, almost one body length behind the super-class magician.

"Let's all go!"

At Han Ji's command, thousands of people marched into the city wall in a mighty force, and the mages who stayed in the city did not save their magic energy and tried their best to cover a distance.

Boom! Elemental legion formations released colorful magic that fell from the sky, stretching for several kilometers, blasting large swaths of the undead into pieces.

The super-class mage group did not take action, but gathered their strength to deal with the monarch-level creatures. High-level mages occasionally assisted, and most of the advance was done by mid-level mages.

The army advanced all the way, cutting through mountains and rivers. They marched very quickly and soon covered several kilometers.

Looking down from high above, a blank trace was moving in the dark ocean.

It was originally connected to the city wall, but after everyone entered, it was filled with undead souls one after another, leaving it completely isolated and helpless. From this moment on, it was the most dangerous time.

However, the Guixia King in the distance saw this and sent out several elite troops under his command to test.

A tall and heavy pile of corpses moved forward with slow steps, and the ground shook. A strange and ethereal ghost floated over, and the sky was shrouded in white fog. The ghost shadows were heavy and blurry.

The last one is made up of many white bone holes, which looks extremely evil.

None of the members of these undead legions are below the level of generals.

Chapter 239 Three Legions

Lu Jun looked ahead.

The three undead legions are aggressive, with the bodies of the war generals being twice as tall as the servants, standing out among the dark tide of undead.

A rough count revealed that there were over a thousand of them, each with its own unique characteristics, emitting a different evil aura.

It is led by seven or eight commander-level corpse ministers, bone ministers, and ghost ministers.

As expected of the ancient city's undead, they easily raised such a large army. If converted to a commander-level tribe, it would take at least ten standard tribes to make it.

Han Ji's face was serious. Even though there were thousands of mid-level mages, which outnumbered them several times, they would probably collapse in an instant if they ran into these three legions.

A general-level beast is comparable to several mid-level mages, and the impact of its madly running beast is even more invincible.

He glanced around and saw that Mo Fan and his four companions were surrounded and protected by super-class mages and were not allowed to move out. Their precious magic energy had to be saved for use in the Evil Abyss.

There are more than a dozen super-class and two to three hundred high-level mages in the core circle.

"Do you want to use a super-class mage?"

Han Ji thought about it and began to select his troops and generals. He said, "Du Xiao, you lead a team of high-ranking soldiers to deal with the Corpse Ministers of the Meat Hill. Fei Jiao, take your people to deal with the group of skeletons on the ground."

"As for the Ghostly Legion..."

He hesitated. He assigned tasks according to the enemy. Most of the magic of the two legions, the Mountain of Corpses and the Skeletons, could be effective, and each had substitute candidates.

Only the Ghost Legion would suffer a great loss without the psychic and curse systems, and they also need to have the ability to fly.

At this moment, Lu Jun suddenly said, "My sister and I will go and solve it."

Hearing this, Han Ji turned his gaze to the young man in the black and gold coat who was the great hero of the ancient capital incident, and glanced at the cold and graceful female mage next to him, whose aura was in no way inferior to that of a super-class supreme.

With his strength, he was able to sense the existence of Jiang Feng, the sub-monarch, lurking deep inside Lu Mei's body.

Han Ji nodded. What he valued was Lu Mei rather than Lu Jun. He was too lazy to delve into the Flame Witch. After so many years of super-level cultivation, he had seen all kinds of geniuses and opportunities. As long as he was useful, it was enough.

A sub-monarch is more than enough to suppress the Ghost Army.

Then thousands of mages split into three small forces, crossed the undead group, and attacked the three undead legions respectively.

Rumble!

The blue-eyed giant beast under Du Xiao's seat was the first to move out. Its slow movements caused the desolate earth to shake. The undead that were rushing in like a tide in front of it were easily crushed into powder, like reefs swimming upstream.

The behemoth's tonnage and size were larger than those of the Meat Mound Corpse Ministers. As soon as it made contact, it knocked two Corpse Ministers that were tens of meters tall flying.

However, Xiao's power alone is still very small.

Behind the corpse minister, three hundred small meat-hill warriors were lined up in a row, more than ten meters apart from each other.

At a glance, on the barren land, it looked like three hundred ferocious heavy tanks were charging forward with all their might, raising billowing smoke and dust that looked like a layer of yellow sky.

Although the blue-eyed beast is powerful, it is likely to perish if it is bitten by a group of generals and besieged by its slave undead ants.

This is also the reason why Han Ji led the army to break through the Undead Empire instead of relying on a small team of hundreds of elite and flexible high-level people to launch a surprise attack.

Human mages have limited magical power and need cannon fodder as protection to counter the undead's human wave tactics.

Otherwise, if we encounter the three great general legions like we are now, I am afraid that half of our magic power will be consumed, and we will have to pay a greater price to resolve it.

Fortunately, most of the team members led by Du Xiao are summoners, and high-level summoners are least afraid of group battles.

"Advanced level: Call of the herd!"

Moon-white dimensional gates stood one after another, with ancient and wild animal patterns interwoven on their surfaces, and groups of bizarre beasts roared out.

Woo, woo, hoo, hoo!

The heavy and tall beasts such as the holy-armored white elephants, the one-horned rhinos, the earth dragons and the ground lizards were lined up in a row, and their momentum was no less than that of the zombies.

Each high-level summoner can summon no more than forty heads at most, but when combined, there are also two hundred warriors, and each one is more elite.

Boom boom boom!

In the end, the beasts from both sides met and collided fiercely. The loud roar shook the sky, and blood and flesh splattered all over the sky. The cruel battlefield was undoubtedly evident.

Under the main attack of Du Xiao the Hunter King, they gained the upper hand, and large groups of beasts devoured the corpses, setting the tone for victory.

On the other side, the Flying Horn Squad was also making smooth progress. The senior military officers were well-trained and highly organized. They were like cold killing machines and were the fastest to clear out the enemies.

The densely packed skeletons were inherently fragile among the undead species, and they fell down in rows under the cutting of the wind mage, like cutting straw.

As for Lu Jun and his sister, they had the least manpower among the three teams, with only two people.

As they flew towards the sky covered with white fog and the phantom ghosts, many mages who noticed were extremely puzzled.

Little did they know that Lu Jun was drooling over it and was fully confident.

Among many demon groups, the undead are a group with a high explosion rate of spirit essence.

Ghost-type demons are the most spiritual among the undead species, so their essence explosion rate is naturally high.

Lu Jun knew that the ratio was as high as thirty to one, that is, for every thirty ghosts, there would be a complete warrior spirit.

In addition, it is extremely rare for hundreds of warriors to gather together, and this only happens in super wars.

For Lu Jun now, the fourth-level intermediate magic and the realm of the Star Map in One Thought can kill a large number of slaves in seconds, and kill a large number of generals in seconds.

Then why is he still staying among the human mages? Why not take the initiative to attack?

Soon, Lu Jun and the other person were immersed in the vast white ghost fog. This fog was full of strong spiritual temptation, and even high-level strong men could easily get lost in it.

But as soon as he thought about it, a primary or intermediate level mental wall and mental protection were erected between the two people's spiritual worlds, completely immune to the effect.

Moreover, with the cover of the dark white mist, Lu Jun was able to show his full skills.

Buzz!

The next moment, in the depths of the white fog, there were so many ghost shadows that it was impossible to see their specific figures or their number, and terrifying ghost howls could be heard from all directions.

Emotions of fear, resentment, or temptation overlap, and coupled with the occasional ghost shadows that appear, they create a scene of a den of demons with bared fangs and claws and dancing wildly.

At this time, Lu Jun took action, and the ghost of the underworld, the female ghost, quickly crawled out of the cursed well world.

A tall female ghost in white was suspended in the air with her arms outstretched. She leaned over to hug the brother and sister, raised her beautiful face, opened her mouth to her ears, and let out a silent banshee howl.

Two waves of sound collided with each other in the void, creating a large gray-white halo. Those were spiritual fluctuations containing resentful emotions.

The female ghost resisted most of it, and the rest fell on the solid fortress of the two people's hearts, like a spring breeze.

Before Lu Jun could relax, a ghostly white demon shadow stood silently behind the female ghost.

An evil smile appeared on the corner of its mouth, and it stretched out a huge ghost claw. The shadow squirmed and took out the illusory heart of the female ghost in white.

With a "puff", the female ghost screamed in an instant. She was severely injured and her soul and body became illusory.

With a black and red cave behind Lu Jun as its center, its body twisted like a spiral and quickly shrank back to the [Cursed Well Space] like a whirlpool.

With one strike, the female ghost demon, who had the spiritual power of the fourth realm and the blessing of the top-grade blood abyss curse, was defeated.

A commander-level ghost minister appeared, and his combat power was stronger than other types of demons at the same level.

But Lu Jun smiled, the fish took the bait!

At this moment, sister Lu Mei suddenly turned around, her body was covered with rich dragon scales, Medusa snake patterns spread on her arms, her eyes were gray and shining, full of exotic charm.

[Rock Demon Eyes·Petrification]!

The ghost minister Youbai wanted to move away, but it was too late and was caught in the corner by the petrifying force.

Not to mention that before the female ghost demon dissipated, she used Kun Earth's innate field to lay the groundwork.

Chapter 240: Slaughtering Ghosts

Click click click~

The claws of the ghost minister of Phantom White all turned into stone, revealing a solid luster. With a slight crisp sound, a large area of ​​gray-white light spread, and the petrification continued to corrode from his arms to his entire body.

The leader of the ghosts solidified into a stone statue floating in the air, and most of the white mist behind it shattered and turned into mud, constantly peeling off from the floating state.

Lu Jun seized the opportunity, quickly drew a star map, and cast two intermediate-level magic spells in a flash.

Space is torn apart, and storms overlap!

This is his strongest killing combination. The sharp golden energy plus the defense-breaking amplification of space can cause some damage to meat shield-type monarchs.

Buzz buzz buzz! A black-gold dragon-patterned sword rushed up, and above his head, it transformed into twenty-one strands of black light intertwining, with golden sword energy swallowing and spitting out, forming a large platinum net, with noble silver lines flowing throughout the body, almost merging into one.

The metal storm spun rapidly, cutting through the void and leaving countless fine black cracks, instantly strangling the phantom white ghost statue into pieces.

At the same time, white fog surged all around, stirred up by the terrifying aura of doom and calamity, creating a vacuum within a radius of 100 meters like a filter.

Roar! Thousands of pieces of rubble fell from the sky, and the countless strands of soul power barely broke free from the seal of a large number of stones, and re-formed a ghost body like a small mountain in the air.

However, the ghost minister's phantom white soul was very illusory and had obviously suffered a serious injury. It was emotionally agitated and full of panic, and wanted to move away.

Fortunately, it was a ghost. If it was a flesh and blood leader, the brother and sister would have died under the attack.

But how could Lu Jun allow a cooked duck to escape? His eyes flashed black and white, and an illusory sword of the mind burst out from between his brows.

A ray of light burst out, time and space solidified, eternal rain of light danced, and instantly pierced through the leader of the ghost ministers.

Bang!

The already severely injured soul body of Youbai Guichen exploded in an instant, and a large amount of white mist dissipated with a hissing sound.

The residual soul condensed into a dark moon on the spot, slowly fell down and sank into the white tiger pendant.

Lu Jun took the time to look inside himself, and was slightly delighted. As expected of a ghost-like demon, he did not have materials such as strange bones and blood, but in return he had a very high-quality essence.

Even if it is a remnant soul, the energy it contains is much stronger than that of an ordinary commander.

In the white fog, because the ghost minister was killed too quickly, there were ghost shadows everywhere. Among them, another ghost minister hiding in the deepest part screamed, as if he was angry.

The next moment, hundreds of ghosts rushed forward, the white shadows were hazy, the scene was shocking, like a demonic tide in the sky.