Versatile Mage: Start by obtaining the White Tiger Pendant

At this time, a war broke out suddenly between the two sides. The terrifying force caused the clan land to shake continuously. If it were not for the activation of the magic circle to protect most of the buildings, they would have been reduced to ruins by the tornado.

Even so, hundreds of Zhao clan members panicked and fled away from the area.

Mo Fan, Professor Yuan, Feng Zhoulong and others were also moving away. They looked solemn and shocked as they watched the battle between several top masters. They muttered to themselves, "This power is so devastating that even the aftermath is unbearable."

Only Lu Mei did not leave. She sent a voice message across the air: "Do you need my help?"

"It's okay. You protect Lao Feng and the others. I am enough to take care of these old guys who are hiding in the back, enjoying the fruits of others' labor and ordering others around."

Lu Jun responded quickly, his aura grew stronger and stronger, with violent winds and heavy rain filling the sky, as if he had become the lord of the storm.

Rumble!

Dark clouds surged in the sky, layer upon layer like fish scales, and collapsed in black mass, completely covering the area within a hundred miles.

The third master of the Zhao family had a look of shock on his face, shaken by the stunning figure.

"The Land of Hades!"

Suddenly, a cold voice from the deep darkness spread throughout the wilderness.

In an instant, a dim and gray world descended upon the Zhao clan's land.

The heavy rain poured down, and each drop of rain was condensed and heavy, containing the most corrosive Yin, and appeared dim.

A vast ocean of dusk surged in Lu Jun's abdomen as one hundred and eight drops of Netherworld Holy Water shot out, transforming into one long, mighty Yellow Spring River after another between heaven and earth. Millions of bones sank and floated in it, like a roaring black dragon swooping down on the three Zhao family masters, putting them in danger.

Thousands of mighty yellow springs washed over, just like a flood washing over the vast plains or a mighty wind sweeping across thousands of miles. Wherever they passed, even the most solid buildings of the Zhao clan were destroyed.

Rumble! Commander Lan Zhu gritted his teeth and struggled to display the super-level power of the earth element. A mountain range as high as the clouds rose up from the ground around the three of them, neatly wrapping themselves up and temporarily resisting the erosion of the Yellow Springs Kingdom.

This is not over yet. Master Bai Song released his best ice magic. Heavy snow fell, freezing the yellow sea water inch by inch. The majestic mountains turned into snow-capped mountains, and the nearby Yellow Spring Ocean froze. Finally, he was able to quench his thirst by looking at the plum blossoms.

But the three of them did not settle down. Under Lu Jun's control, the tides of the Yellow Springs farther away were overlapping and endless, and they would fall sooner or later.

Click, click, click!

Then Bai Song growled, and his supernatural power burst out: "Jing Bing Lock."

Suddenly, in mid-air, a chill appeared all over Lu Jun's body, forming lines of ice that were linked together, as if to imprison his limbs.

Chapter 544 Zhao Jing takes action

Lu Jun scanned the surrounding Jing Bingsuo with his mind and sneered, "You have run out of tricks. Don't you ice mages have any other tricks?"

This trick was surprisingly similar to the white leopard magic performed by the Ice Writer that he encountered in Peru.

At this moment, Lu Jun didn't need to resist. A magnificent golden palace was reflected in his chest, emitting light like a platinum sun.

Transcendental Power·Taibai Golden Palace.

When Lu Jun breathed, his lungs glowed, and thousands of strands of platinum-gold energy reached billions of pores, interweaving into a dazzling and gorgeous Taibai Jinni Feather Robe.

The brilliant white dress seemed to be woven from fine platinum feathers, with faint golden patterns outlined between the pure white luster. It was full of indescribable noble temperament, and the immortal gold nature was integrated into it, which greatly enhanced the defense.

His Taibai Feather Robe automatically defended itself and shattered dozens of ice locks into powder, as if it could not withstand the supreme sharp edge that was rushing into the sky.

Lu Jun sneered, stretched out his hand into the void, and pulled out the Taia sword exuding immortal golden nature. A platinum vortex appeared above his head, and in the center was a white tiger military talisman, emitting an aura of suppressing the world. His momentum continued to rise.

Clang!

Immediately, Lu Jun looked at the three Zhao clan masters who were struggling under the scouring of the Yellow Springs Kingdom. He moved his body, and holding the Taia Sword, he slashed out three shocking platinum sword auras.

The Zhao clan's teachers and commanders suddenly had a premonition of death in their hearts, their skin was covered with chills, and they tried their best to set up numerous defenses.

But it was all in vain.

The three sword lights slashed out by Lu Jun were like snow and frost shining on the nine continents, containing various special effects such as death and calamity. They were unstoppable and broke through layers of defense.

Pfft!

A series of sounds of flesh and blood being cut were heard, and three top super-class masters, Bai Song, Lan Zhu, and Qing Lan, were dead on the spot, with blood splattered three feet away. Several people fell down with faces full of resentment and unwillingness.

Vulnerable!

Lu Jun had a calm expression. A regular magician like the third master of the Zhao family, who had no unique magic skills, no elemental seeds blessing, no evil spells or forbidden techniques, could be killed by him with just one sword.

At the same time, deep in the Zhao clan’s territory.

The blond young man Zhao Manyan stood up suddenly, watching the world fall into darkness, sensing the surge of water elements all around him, and the earth-shaking battle in the distance, as well as the destructive magical aura raging. Even if he was stupid, he knew that something was wrong.

When he heard Lu Jun's earth-shaking roar, he burst into tears: "Oh my god, it's Old Lu who came to save me. This brother can get along well."

The two super-class mages guarding the door were in a state of confusion. They did not dare to let Zhao Manyan leave rashly, but they were also in awe of the mysterious strong man who broke into the Zhao family.

On the other side, in a certain courtyard, a thin young man with purple-red hair opened his eyes. His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and he looked a bit evil.

Zhao Jing stood up slowly, a murderous look flashed in the corner of his eyes, and a strong wind whistled around him. He turned into a green light that shot up into the sky, accompanied by a tornado that reached the sky, and his awe-inspiring momentum swept across the four directions.

"Mr. Lu! What are your intentions in trespassing into the territory of our Zhao family?"

In mid-air, after Lu Jun killed three commanders with one sword, he heard the roar and looked over there.

He saw an arrogant young man with purple hair coming down from a distance in an instant at an incredible speed.

"Zhao Jing?!"

Lu Jun stared at this man coldly. He would not forget that when he returned to Jiuzhou a few months ago, he sensed various forces with ulterior motives, including Zhao Jing.

At that time, he was still under a lot of pressure. He felt that he was no match for Zhao Jing under normal circumstances. He could only force him back by using the divine state.

But a few months passed and he did not encounter any attacks from Zhao Jing, so he thought that Zhao Manyan helped him to ward off trouble and did not take it seriously.

Now that he had forced his way into the Zhao clan's territory, he discovered something was wrong. The conflicts within the Zhao group were more complicated than he had imagined.

Lu Jun was too lazy to sort out the relationships, so he solved the problem and there would be no trouble.

Zhao Jing looked at Lu Jun with jealousy flashing in his eyes. Before Lu Jun became brilliant in the past two years, he was the recognized forbidden spell seed and the number one genius in the country.

Unexpectedly, the world was changing, and before he could react, he fell into loneliness.

It would have been fine if it were just that, but because of his arrogant style, many forces quietly drew a line between themselves and him, and various resource supplies were either withdrawn or reduced.

Zhao Jing was furious. He knew that this was Jiuzhou's warning to him, an attitude that was not his fault.

He didn't dare to cause trouble for Hua Zhanhong, so he took his anger out on Lu Jun.

Moreover, he asked himself honestly if he could accomplish the feat of hunting down emperors.

"So it's all fake. Jiuzhou is just exaggerating it on purpose to challenge me."

Zhao Jing himself has a plant-based forbidden spell teacher, Yong Zun, who knows the gap between super-class and forbidden spells, as well as the gap between forbidden spells and imperial spells.

In his opinion, the talk of hunting down the emperor was too funny.

At this moment, Zhao Jing stared at Lu Jun with a dim gaze. Not to mention that this person actually dared to interfere in the internal affairs of the Zhao Group and almost caused him to lose control of the overall situation and lose the financial support from the Zhao family.

Of the two heirs of the Zhao family, Zhao Youqian is ruthless and sensible, but he has no cultivation and is easy to control; Zhao Manyan is lazy, has an average relationship with him, and has great attainments in the field of magic, so he will definitely not be allowed to suck the blood of the Zhao family.

He had long considered the Zhao family as his own possession, and had intended to choose Zhao Youqian as his replacement to manage worldly affairs so that he could practice, but the result was...

Thinking of this, Zhao Jing's anger grew, and he growled, "Today, Lu Jun, you will die here!"

Rumble!

The next moment, the red lightning dragon on Zhao Jing's body became more and more domineering, and the nearby mountains quickly turned into charred earth. The sky rumbled loudly, and countless red lightning flashed, and the sky was full of red light.

Each bolt of lightning was long and rough, like a dragon circling between heaven and earth. For a moment, red dragons were dancing in the sky, and lightning on the earth was like branches spread out from treetops, densely covering Zhao's Villa and sweeping across the world with terrifying pressure.

Seeing this, Lu Jun became serious. He knew clearly that Zhao Jing was not like the three old-generation mages before. In terms of cultivation, he was at the third level of the super-level in the four elements of lightning, light, plant and wind. He was a truly powerful master with full cultivation.

Among them, the Thunder and Plant types are the most outstanding, mastering the ultimate Heavenly Seed method, which is not inferior to his own four super-level types.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

At some point, Lu Jun heard bursts of thunder and fell into auditory hallucinations, as if his internal organs were vibrating with the lightning, and the vibrations became more and more intense, making his internal organs uncomfortable, his qi and blood churning, and gradually moving.

Fortunately, his qi and blood were strong, and his monarch's physique quickly suppressed these strange phenomena. He looked up with a solemn expression.

In the center of the sea of ​​red thunder that filled the sky, there was a red thunder drum that was a hundred feet in size suspended in the air. It looked like a god beating a drum, and endless thunder and lightning were spreading.

Feishan Sky Thunder!

Relevant information flashed in Lu Jun's mind. The name of the heavenly thunder controlled by Zhao Jing is Feishan. It has the special effect of thunder sound, which is unstoppable and similar to real damage.

Chapter 545 Confrontation

Rumble!

Zhao Jing was floating in the sky, looking down upon the world like a towering thunder god. He punched hard on the Feishan Thunder Drum in front of him, and a loud roar echoed for hundreds of miles.

In an instant, endless red thunders fell violently, densely intertwined, like a group of flying dragons, destroying the sky and the earth. The vast and continuous mansions in Zhao's Villa collapsed in an instant, and the place was razed to the ground and charred.

This earth-shattering massacre made Feng Zhoulong and his men hide further away. Fortunately, the Zhao clan was located in the wilderness outside the Demon City, otherwise there would have been a huge loss of lives.

At this moment, Lu Jun was not afraid at all. He bathed in the lightning, and his whole body was covered with dazzling Taibai golden feathers fluttering, revealing an immortal luster that isolated him from the destructive attack. He fought back more decisively, his right eye shining with blood-ink as he stared at Zhao Jing.

Supernatural power, a keen eye, and secret judgment!

Every move he makes is a sure kill, the most unstoppable method.

Zhao Jing was horrified in the void, the wings of wind spread out behind him, with the help of super-level magic, his figure became ethereal, and in an instant he was a thousand meters away.

A huge black hole collapsed at the place where it was originally located, and a terrifying devouring force erupted. Crimson lightning swirled all over the sky, and was completely sucked into the vortex of the black hole. The wilderness shook violently, and all the ancient trees, boulders, and soil were swallowed up and stirred into powder.

Zhao Jing broke out in a cold sweat. If he were to withstand such killing power, he would probably be killed instantly.

The purple-haired young man did not dare to be ignored. His figures flashed one after another, as if he was jumping through countless layers of time and space, leaving a series of faint afterimages imprinted on different layers.

Lu Jun's eyes moved quickly as Zhao Jing flew, following him from a distance.

So behind the light that was as light as a shadow, a black line was chasing it relentlessly, and the space disappeared silently wherever it passed.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect Zhao Jing's attainments in the wind element to be so amazing, to the point where even his eyes and thoughts couldn't lock onto him.

But it is also true that in the original timeline, when Mo Fan was chasing Zhao Jing, he used the Black Dragon Emperor's winged magic tool to catch up with him. This speed is enough to surpass the super class.

Buzz!

Lu Jun had to stop, and the power in his right eye went out. Although this move had no solution, it consumed too much energy. Fortunately, he swallowed up the lightning in the sky, and the thunder sound that shook his internal organs dissipated.

Just when his attack paused, Zhao Jing reacted quickly and launched a series of fierce killing moves.

The purple-haired young man was seen glowing red all over. Thousands of rays of light reached the sky, reflecting on the countless rays of light that intertwined in the sky, forming hundreds of millions of light blades, including knives, forks, swords and halberds, floating in the sky. With a wave of his hand, thousands of weapons fell.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Lu Jun looked up at the sky full of rosy clouds that turned into endless divine weapons slashing down. Each one was a manifestation of the super-class light magic [Holy Judgment Sword]. It was the best in single-target attack, and these densely packed weapons combined could kill the monarch.

Obviously, Zhao Jing's light system is not simple either. His soul seed and method are unique. The light released does not have a sense of holiness and solidity. Instead, it is full of evil and murderousness. It is actually somewhat similar to his gold system.

Clang!

In response, Lu Jun let out a long roar and said, "I want to see whether the ethereal light of the light system is stronger, or the solidity of the gold system is stronger."

The golden feathers on his body trembled, and each feather stood up and stretched out. The frost illuminated the mountains and fields, making the earth as bright as day. Upon closer inspection, those were not feathers at all, but billions of razor-sharp flying swords, showing their sharp edges and competing with the dark red light of the sky.

High-level Taibai Divine Treasure: Ten Thousand Soldiers Flood.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Endless red divine weapons fell from the sky, and billions of divine swords shot up into the sky from the earth. The two clashed violently, and countless metal collision sounds echoed in the void. The aura of destruction raged, and hundreds of dark space cracks spread throughout, like a spider web.

A few streaks of sword light and red glow splashed everywhere, either opening a deep ravine in the earth, or flattening a majestic mountain, raising billowing smoke and dust.

This world is shaky and cannot withstand the battle between two top powers.

Rumble!

The next moment, Lu Jun's millions of divine weapons gained the upper hand, and the dazzling platinum ocean flowed upstream, crushing the thousands of feet of red clouds into powder, and the remaining force did not stop at Zhao Jing in the sky.

Zhao Jing's face changed drastically, and crimson lightning overflowed from his whole body, interweaving into a long thunder banner, which was actually his natal magic weapon refined by the transcendent power of thunder.

Then the purple-haired young man's eyes widened with anger, he clenched his hands, and waved them heavily, the thunder flag fluttered, and a vast ocean of thunder was shot out, which finally destroyed the torrent of billions of platinum divine weapons.

Even so, Zhao Jing found himself in a very embarrassing state. Several parts of his body were cut by the sword, leaving bloody marks deep enough to see the bones, and the blood soaked half of his clothes.

Lu Jun stood on the charred mountain, his posture upright, his hands behind his back, and golden energy around him transformed into swords that rushed straight into the sky, showing no mercy to anyone.

Although the Gold System is one level lower than Zhao Jing's Light System, with its extremely killing characteristics and 18 times the power, it can easily defeat two systems of the opponent and force Zhao Jing to retreat step by step.