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

Lu Jun stepped on the straight antenna and had a bird's-eye view of Bo City. The dense buildings were clearly visible, and his expression was a little dazed.

In the original book, the Winged Wolf is entrenched on the Yinmao Building, causing human society to tremble, as if the king is arrogant, but now it is replaced by him standing under the sky, making all the members of the Black Vatican tremble with fear.

Time and space are reversed, scenes are replaced, and there is a sense of dream that the world is impermanent.

The gears of fate turned, and the direction of progress had already been changed.

He was silent for a moment, showed a wanton smile, and whispered softly: "Ten steps, one kill, a thousand miles will not stay behind, use the sword to cultivate your body and ride the wind, and kill demons and demons in the world!"

It can be said that Lu Jun is a secondary school student, but he can't stop his desire to reverse his fate, and he seems to vaguely understand the true meaning of sword cultivation.

Lu Jun's right hand shone with a ball of platinum light, and he slowly lifted it up. The 12-meter-long black gold epee on the ground in the distance trembled slightly, and his heavy body was slowly dragged up. The sword glow, swallowing sharpness, is inconspicuous.

Buzz buzz!

Immediately afterwards, with the blessing of his thoughts, under the control of both hands, Zhenjin Feijian shuttled between the cities, as if holding a brush to draw moving strokes on a clay painting.

The rain at night was full of murderous intentions. From time to time, waves of air would pass by, crisscrossing and criss-crossing. The rain splashed up in large swaths, majestic, and blood flowers bloomed in the dark night, miserable and gorgeous.

The drowsy and rainy night was pitch black, and he should have been unable to see clearly, but Lu Jun's mind and thoughts spread, and by targeting each of the heart lakes, he targeted and killed more than 30 black beasts in a blink of an eye.

When Lu Jun was able to release the middle-level gold-type magic, he realized that the [Imperial Weapon] was not easy to control. It can change the gravity of the big and small, grasp the size of the spread of the golden light, and fight in three-dimensional space, sea, land and air, requiring great ideas and space. imagination.

Otherwise, not only will it not be able to exert its power to the extreme, but it will also accidentally injure friendly troops.

In addition, although the imperial weapon makes up for the shortcoming of the metal system that can only be close to the body, the control range depends on the cultivation of the spiritual realm. The higher the level of the nine realms, the greater the range.

Fortunately, Lu Jun has awakened the mind magic at the middle level, which can solve the two problems very well, and is more conducive to improving the spiritual cultivation. The current expansion range of [One Realm] is enough for him to sweep the middle level.

If the gold system is really popular, he is also the best in it, and he has been training for a long time.

The more he killed, the more fortunate Lu Jun was. The powerful support and mysterious characteristics of the Psychic System allowed the other three systems of Water, Gold, and Curse to receive bonuses.

Finally, because the flying sword was flying in the city, its form was too exaggerated when it turned into the epee mode, and even beheaded demons in front of many evacuated teams, showing its holiness in front of people, even the rainy night could not cover it, and was witnessed by everyone.

"Look, who is that man on the top of the tall building, a magician?"

Under the light curtain of Anjie, the people in Ping An were lucky, suddenly a little girl shouted, pointing at the building excitedly and exclaiming: "So handsome, is he killing the demons of the Black Holy See?"

After talking about the hazy figure on the top of the building that everyone saw, even if the rain and night hindered him, he was still wearing a blue water trench coat that attracted everyone's attention.

A three-foot platinum sword glow whizzing past the city seems to be the magic tool of this mysterious strong man.

Someone roared in support: "It's easy to kill, give me tulle, this damn dog, anti-social idiot."

"That's what a man should do!" The knowledgeable mage sighed and said enviously, "This kind of magic tool is definitely of a high level."

In the vast crowd, Mo Jiaxing pushed Ye Xinxia's wheelchair and watched, Zhang Xiaohou and He Yu clasped their fingers together, staring at the silver-white sword-like building under the sky with piercing eyes.

Including Mu Bai, Zhao Kunsan and others were there, and the people who were panicked by the sudden blood alarm gradually relaxed when they saw this domineering scene.

This time Zhang Xiaohou was not affected by Zhan Kong's figure of beheading and leading the Wing Canglang alone, but he was also attracted by Lu Jun's demeanor of judging the Black Vatican, looking down on the sky.

He Yu is not dead, the love and responsibility in the disaster are no less than the desire for revenge.

Zhang Xiaohou held He Yu's hand tightly, lowered his head and said firmly, "He Yu, I also want to protect people from any harm like that strong man...I want to join the army."

He knew clearly that he only graduated from high school with a first-level and second-level cultivation. Even if he was admitted to a university, he would not be taken seriously. Joining the army is a way.

"I understand you." He Yurou said, "And I also want to hold up half the sky and become an independent and powerful female mage. I will go with you."

"Hurry up, hurry up." Many people turned on their phones excitedly and said, "Take a quick video and post it on the Internet. This is cool too. Kill the black church dog."

It seems that these people don't have a sense of urgency and seriousness. If Lu Jun is here, he will be relieved. Compared with the original timeline, the city is full of plains, families are broken and people are dead, and there is a lot of sadness.

Isn't such a scene the greatest affirmation of human protection, and the mages resisted all disasters.

Suffering does not make people grow, experience does.

It's just that the smile is conserved and transferred from the face of a certain group to the face of people.

Bo City is happy, but the Black Vatican is unhappy.

Rumble!

In a certain street, a three-foot-long giant epee was like a tractor, and it violently plowed out a deep ravine in this area. When the epee trembled and lifted, the ravine was full of corpses, like a slaughterhouse.

The two black-robed members of the Black Holy See were shivering under the ruined walls of the ruins. They had just passed by in a dangerous way and almost died.

Seeing this scene, Yu Ang was still in shock, panting heavily, "Are you still going to seize the Holy Spring?"

Instructor Bai Yang, who was in distress at the side, had an ugly expression: "Let's see again, if it's not possible to rob, I'll use the name of the military to outwit it."

"Then I wish you good luck." Yu Ang was frightened and said: "That person may not recognize my identity, it's up to you."

buzz buzz~

After a while, on the top of the building, Lu Jun raised his hand and made a move. White lines flickered under the sky and night, like a rainbow penetrating the sun. A three-foot-long platinum sword light returned through the air, suspended around the body, and a murderous aura was brewing, like a dormant monster. Bai Jiao is dispatched at any time.

He looked down and said to himself: "It's almost there, save some magic power."

At least one hundred and fifty black beasts died under the sword just now, and the blood was everywhere. Tang Yue, Lu Mei, and Lin Yuxin all rescued them, and turned around to the border of the outpost under his orders.

The stable social mages in Anjie were also mobilized under the official organization to continuously support the front line.

When Bo City reacted, what the wolf monster would face was a tightened iron fist.

There are still many black beasts running around in the rest of the city. After being chased and intercepted by the sword net, they rushed to the foot of the Yinmao Building after paying a bloody price.

At this distance, it would not be worthwhile for Lu Jun to use the gold-type long-range. Right now, his gold-type nebula only has 20% of the mana at most, and the melee consumes less combat power and is not weaker than the long-range.

There is no way, the middle-level [Imperial Weapon] can continue to operate once it is used, but it consumes a lot of energy.

Damn, I wrote it while listening to the bgm of Immortal Sword.

Xuejian·Fall into the mortal world, Peach Blossom Island, Wine Sword Immortal.