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

Chapter 549: Conclusion, the whole story

Zhao's territory.

Lu Jun glanced at the other party. Although he was not taken away by Shenmujing, he was still mentally disturbed and became a waste.

However, there is no guarantee that Zhao Jing is not pretending to be crazy and trying to deceive himself.

Just in case, Lu Jun showed no mercy. With a thought, a three-foot sword light shot out of the air, and the weapon spirit controlled the Tai'a sword to slash it down.

Pfft!

Facing the decisive blow, Zhao Jing's face was dull, and he still refused to dodge. His body trembled, and the good man's head was thrown up and down, blood flying three feet.

"Photo!"

Immediately after Lu Jun controlled the star orbit, the death space of the undead opened, and a black and gray death vortex emerged, taking away Zhao Jing's corpse and soul.

"That's right, we'll get rid of the roots."

His heart was at peace, and at the same time he released his spiritual thoughts to sense Zhao Jing's aura and feel the powerful thunder fluctuations on his corpse. If he was refined into an undead, he might have the cultivation level of an intermediate monarch or above.

He is also an extremely rare humanoid undead of thunder type, strong and powerful, and not afraid of restrained light magic.

However, with Lu Jun's primary death-type magic of flesh and blood stitching, coupled with the intermediate level of spiritualism, the combination of the two may be able to split the opponent's thunder-type heavenly bell [Feishan Red Thunder], and then sell it for a lot of money. .

It's just that after splitting and refining the corpse into undead, it would be at the level of a legitimate monarch at most, and its combat power would be average.

"Do you want it or not?"

Lu Jun was confused. The Elemental Heaven Seed was related to the forbidden curse of promotion, and its value was higher than that of a mid-level monarch. To be honest, with his strength, he could not compare with the combat power of a mere mid-level monarch.

When he returns to the ancient capital and recovers the entire undead empire, are the eight undead kings still worried that they will not have enough thugs?

But Lu Jun was reluctant to simply trade, but none of his three wives practiced thunder.

Wait... Mo Fan repairs the thunder type.

"We'll see when the time comes. Once he has raised enough tens of billions of dollars and has been promoted to the super level of lightning system, we can sell it to him cheaply."

Lu Jun shook his head and was not in a hurry to make a decision. Mo Fan was his friend and it would not be a loss if he sold it to the other party. By then, with the blessing of the thunder divine seal + the blessing of the Feishan red thunder, he could kill the thunder element twenty times more than ever before in the original timeline. Out of nowhere.

Tsk tsk tsk, it’s probably not much weaker than my own gold element.

He calmed down his momentum. In the distance, Feng Zhoulong and others noticed that the battle fluctuations here had dissipated, and they gathered one after another.

Among them, Lu Meilian moved lightly, and Lieyou in the red dress approached, stretched out her white and jade-like hands to hold her brother, and said worriedly: "Are you okay?"

She watched from the edge of the battlefield and witnessed the terrifying battle between the two. The Supreme Monarch was probably nothing more than that.

"It's okay." Lu Jun said in a relaxed tone: "I even killed the emperor, not to mention Zhao Jing."

Only Feng Zhoulong was worried: "I heard that Zhao Jing is a rare forbidden curse seed in Jiuzhou. There are many big bosses behind him. Will you be punished by Jiuzhou if you kill him? There are also the Zhao Group, and several The Forbidden Curse is closely related, and their attitude..."

"Don't worry, even if I'm wrong, no one will question me about this trivial matter, and the Zhao family is even less worth mentioning."

Lu Jun's face was calm and he helped Zhao Manyan to correct the chaos. This can be explained as an internal struggle.

At the same time, in the ruins of Zhao's Villa in the distance, the two ordinary super-level guards who were guarding Old Zhao had already rolled away, including hundreds of Zhao clan members who did not dare to come back even after the battle.

"Old Zhao, Old Zhao, are you still alive?"

Mo Fan stood on top of the ruins and shouted.No matter how he shouted, no one answered.

So Mo Fan looked sad and said: "Old Zhao died so miserably. I will take care of you, your beauty."

"Cough cough cough..."

At this time, a coughing sound rang out from Mo Fan's feet. He was so frightened that he quickly moved away and stared at the ruins in surprise.

Zhao Manyan's hoarse voice came out: "Mofan Mo Fan, get out of here, you stepped on me."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Mo Fan was shocked and backed away: "Oh, oh, I'm sorry."

After a moment, a blond young man came out from the depths of the ruins and looked messy. He glared at Mo Fan, coughed a few times, and was shocked. If he hadn't used the turtle shell magic in the battle just now, he might have been wiped out in the aftermath of the battle.

In mid-air, Lu Jun saw it, slowly fell down, went up to meet him and said with a smile: "Old Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhao Manyan showed gratitude, patted Lu Jun on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Including the assassination in Venice, you have helped me twice. I will never thank you for your kindness. As long as I, Old Zhao, work for the Zhao family for one day, you will He is Zhao’s forever friend.”

"Whatever you want, I can get it for you."

Hearing Zhao Manyan's heroic words, Lu Jun smiled and shook his head. He didn't pay too much attention and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with you? The leader of the family has been reduced to such an embarrassing situation."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Zhao sighed and told the whole story.

It turned out that a few years ago, he decisively took his brother Zhao Youqian hostage and returned to the family. He confirmed this in front of his father and elders, which naturally caused the family's senior officials to be furious.

However, his father was seriously ill. After much thought, he could not bring himself to kill his son, so he imprisoned Zhao Youqian in the family's forbidden area forever, never to be able to come out.

Zhao Manyan's mood was complicated, but he could accept it. He also couldn't kill his brother. This kind of thing was the most uncomfortable situation for any family. Even the Tang Emperor a thousand years ago had a shadow in his heart.

Lao Zhao said sadly: "Besides, my mother is an ordinary woman. If something like this happened to her family, if my brother was executed, he would probably feel guilty to death, depressed, and feel that he had not taught him well."

Everything went smoothly after that. His father died of illness and he inherited it directly.

But not long ago, Zhao Manyan did a lot of wrong things to the outside world because of his lack of prestige. At this time, the dormant opposition began to take action, especially the people under his brother, mainly the older generation such as Zhao Jing, and then gradually the government decrees did not leave the clan. land.

Lu Jun frowned slightly. It seemed that his original idea of ​​forcibly supporting Zhao Manyan was not mature enough.

After all, Lao Zhao did not have enough background and was immature in his work. Without the ups and downs he experienced in the original timeline, he was too forced.

"However, you don't have to worry." Lu Jun smiled softly and said: "I have a huge business to cooperate with your Zhao Group. If you manage it properly, you will gain unprecedented prestige, boost morale externally, and secure your position as the head of the family. Bit."

Zhao Manyan asked in confusion: "What business?"

"Stardust Magic Weapon!"

Lu Jun only said one word, and the face of Lao Zhao, a young man from a wealthy family, changed, and he immediately understood the benefits involved. It was an industry that could shake up the international situation.

"But..." Lu Jun changed his voice and said with a smile: "Our military strategy office does not have enough research funds to lay out the production line, so we need a little support from Mr. Zhao."

"Okay! No problem!"

Zhao Manyan promised, not to mention the Stardust Magic Weapon. With Lu Jun's kindness, what if he just gave it away.

Now that all Zhao Jing's faction has fallen, and he has joined the big shot of Lu Jun, the situation within the clan may change. He will regain power and be able to mobilize hundreds of billions of funds. If he dares to take a gamble, he will definitely become famous.

(End of this chapter)