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

Chapter 342 Carve the First Trace

Nazca land painting.

Lu Jun looked complicated. After passing through the magnificent wilderness, he came to the eyes of the giant painting of the strange bird, took out the Nazca gem, and installed it in the recessed slot.

Click!

There was a slight sound, but nothing happened to the huge giant painting.

But he faintly sensed the subtle changes in the force field in this area, and the Nascar restriction was running slowly. With the return of the pupil gem, the function of automatically locking the enemy has been turned off.

At least the next wave of [-] strange birds attacking the Jiuzhou National Team will not appear again.

Ordinary people may not be aware of the orange wilderness, so they are completely puzzled by the mysterious power that ordinary ground paintings can produce, and there are no magic circles or other lines on them.

As everyone knows, these simple curves in Lu Jun's eyes contain the truth of magic, and only the spiritual carving method of the summoning system can peek into it.

They are not in reality at all, but in the spiritual realm, in which the souls of monsters such as strange birds, giant apes, and spiders are engraved.

Walking in the wilderness, he carefully comprehended the mysteries of this place, felt the traces of the old man, and seemed to return to the Inca in that time and space in a trance.

At this time, Lu Jun stopped for a long time, and the Night Thunder Dream Beast behind him absorbed a huge amount of warmth, and the main demon spirit completed its sublimation.

A mighty lion with black and white hair sits upright, and the nightmare domain is stained with a sense of dream and blur. One side is shrouded in a hazy domain, and countless dark and strange ghosts are almost manifested, and the group of ghosts dances wildly.

It stepped to Lu Jun's side, "咴咴~" whispered.

Seeing this, Lu Jun came back to his senses, stroked the body of the Night Thunder Dream Beast with explosive muscles, and said gently: "I'm fine..."

He couldn't help but be amazed when he saw that the nightmare domain of his summoned beasts had undergone great changes, and after he had vaguely grasped the nature of a part of the fantasy domain, he could manifest a real cursed ghost, which was equivalent to the ghost punishment of high-level curse magic.

Immediately, Jun Lu thought that this place was the holy land of the Incas, and it was not surprising that it was influenced by the subtle influence of his own summoning system to learn the spirit carving method.

In addition, the powerful aura overflowing from the Night Thunder Dream Beast has steadily reached above the middle level of command, and one step ahead is the peak of command, so it can be considered preparations for promotion to the monarch.

As far as this summoned beast is released, it can stand alone. It is estimated that it will lose when it meets the captain of the British team, Jerome.

Lu Jun returned to the Inca through this dream, and laid a foundation of extraordinary abilities in all aspects. If a single department is used, no one will be able to recognize that it is the curse, mind, and space department?

This fundamental form change of the magic system generally only appears in the ultra-level field.

Now that he has gradually transcended the level of the Battle of the Kingdom, the pressure brought by this competition where many young enchanting mages compete is getting less and less.

Besides, even without him, Lu Jun, the Huaxia team won according to the established timeline. Although the process was a bit difficult, it was a bit of a fluke, and had to strategically abandon one or two games to preserve their strength.

But if you win, you win. At most, if he joins, the probability of a comeback will be reduced, and the process will be easier.

"However, you still have to get the praise of the god seal and the world-renowned reputation."

Lu Jun thought to himself, then he looked at the refreshing field, closed his eyes silently, the spiritual power of the six realms spread out, and the use of Psychic Detection, coupled with the increase of the Thunder Dream Beast of the Night, swept across the field inch by inch.

He returned to the giant painting of Nazca for a purpose. In addition to mourning his ancestors, he also wanted to find a glass bottle.

That's right, it was something that Lu Jun left behind when he was disillusioned in time and space and was sent back to the present.

Lu Jun wanted to use this to verify something.

Not long after, he rode the night thunder dream beast to search the surrounding area, and finally found it at the edge of the Nazca giant painting, buried in a rock layer several meters deep underground.

This thing, Lu Jun has his own sensing method. The glass bottle has already been marked with many imprinting methods when it was thrown away, the faith mark of the spiritual method, the thousand miles of soul lock of the curse method, and even the time breath of space magic.

In the end, I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, all beliefs, curses and other methods have been exhausted, and only time remains, and I can find it by relying on this.

"No matter how brilliant a civilization is, can't withstand the erosion of time?"

Seeing this, Lu Jun sighed, it is easy to understand in the rocks several meters deep, hundreds of years of crustal movement, wind and rain, vicissitudes are normal.

If it took hundreds of years, it would probably have disappeared into the long river of history.

Buzz!
Lu Jun depicted the constellations, the black and red star trails are intertwined, there is a dark hole above the head, and the dark wind howls.

A black, hill-like woman in white clothes drilled out, and the earth ghost manifested, and the whole body shone with an apricot-yellow glow, and the heavy earth element breath permeated the air.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Wuchang escaped into the ground, and resurfaced after a few breaths, holding a glass bottle carefully in his hand.

Over hundreds of years, the glass bottle has become dusty and old, with some damage to the surface, but it is largely intact.

This bottle was carefully selected by Lu Jun. It is made of special materials, which are very hard and corrosion-resistant.

Even so, it is lucky enough not to be crushed by natural disasters, magical battles, etc., or picked up by people for hundreds of years.

Lu Jun guessed that part of the giant Nazca paintings were sacred places for the Indians in South America. No one dared to disturb them, so the probability of accidents was extremely reduced.

Huhu~
He blew lightly, the breeze blew, and the glass bottle returned to its original clean appearance, spotless.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jun's eyes were fixed, and a pure silver liquid, the liquid of time, quietly flowed in the glass bottle!

"Did you make it?"

Lu Jun sighed that the glass bottle he threw away not only stored a few Lifan flowers, but also poured a lot of time and space energy.

After hundreds of years of brewing, it finally became a liquid of time and space.

Although the weight is very small, less than half of Mo Fan's, it is also a top-level material. It can be made into a special potion and refined for the mermaid at home, which will greatly increase the potential and speed up the cultivation speed.

Just like Mo Fan's Little Flame Fairy, several opportunities can transcend the ethnic group.

"Night Thunder Dream Beasts are all middle-ranking commanders, and Little Shuijun is still a junior commander, so don't favor one over the other. Summoned beasts are not as good as dimensional beasts, so you can find someone to reason with."

Lu Jun secretly thought, accept this liquid of time and space, let alone in real danger, give it directly to Xiao Shuijun, and temporarily evolve into a monarch and queen. With his state of ascension, he can fight the great monarch.

"Is this considered interfering with time and space? Then why are you not allowed to go further?"

The goal was accomplished, and before Lu Jun left, he stood on the edge of the giant Nazca painting, silent for a moment, feeling restless.

He seemed to be in an unspeakable state of mind, and suddenly took out the Qiankun Stone and stared intently.

Lu Jun holds the Nine Orifices Perfectly Round Divine Stone with his left hand, and holds it empty with his right hand. The soul of the spiritual world shines in the azure blue galaxy, the imprint of the Lifan flower is in full bloom, and the power of fantasy surges, condensing into an illusory sword blade.

Click!

The next moment, Lu Jun cut the knife. In reality, the blue and yellow crystal surface of Qiankun Stone did not change at all, but there was a clear and crisp sound in the realm of nothingness.

(End of this chapter)