On the ruins of the hotel, Zu Jiming coughed up blood and looked at Lu Jun with resentment in his eyes.

Since he came to the ancient capital, he was depressed and wanted to take revenge on Lu Junding Yumian.

But his soul was engraved by the victims, and he had no delusions of persecuting the two in his life, and his ability in that area was even more limited.

made Zu Jiming more and more resentful and angry, but at this moment, the people of the Black Holy See took the initiative to come to the door.

Not only did it help him untie his mental bondage, but he also bewitched him that there was the inheritance of the ancient king in the depths of the abyss, and he would be allowed to step into it and inherit its power.

Zu Jiming was tempted, mainly because he knew the identity of his family, the descendant of the ancient king.

It's a pity that after two thousand years of turmoil, they moved their ancestral land and forgot all the details.

When he fantasized about inheriting the legacy of the ancient king and reaching the top of the world, Lu Jun came.

Then the situation of the Black Holy See took a turn for the worse, disillusioned, and he was dragged into the water.

Zu Jiming roared, "If it weren't for you, I would have succeeded a long time ago." ”

"Hehe, I gave you a chance, for the sake of the ancestral family's face, let you go."

Seeing this, Lu Jun said coldly: "If you just make a move on me, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you, but now I have a relationship with the Black Sect and seek my own death." ”

As soon as the words fell, his arm flickered, and a jet-black sword light flickered.

Poof!

The next moment, a huge blood hole on Zu Jiming's forehead opened, blood and brains splattered, his eyes were stunned, his body was weak, and his breath was gone.

Lu Jun will not leave any scourge, and the main thing is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

When the ancestral family came, there was nothing to say.

After dealing with the little ants, he glanced at Mu He in mid-air.

The other party's face was pale, and he wanted to escape.

But it was too late, Lu Mei's graceful figure burned into a rushing flame, her soft ink hair was dyed bright red, and the wisps of white skin spread, charming and exotic, like a flame goddess.

Thundered!

As soon as the awe-inspiring momentum of the monarch level came out, the terrifying realm shrouded a radius of several kilometers, and this area was red, and the fire clouds in the sky spread, shining like a day and sunset.

Suddenly, golden red fire lotus flowers rose out of thin air in all directions, and all the members of the Black Holy See, the black beasts, demons, and beasts all ignited spontaneously, turning into handfuls of ashes and dust.

The high temperature distorted the air, several high-level, dozens of middle-level, and even hundreds of slave-level were burned in an instant, and the body was burned clean, and the sky was covered with gray and black dust.

The Praetorian Guard mages were startled, and they thought that a fire monarch was lurking in the city,

When they saw Lu Mei's peerless demeanor, they breathed a sigh of relief and rose in awe, this is a super-level powerhouse.

Lu Mei's whole body is crystal clear like glass, and the two figures on the surface overlap together, the phantom shadows are hazy, and there is a vast sea of fire, and the truth is not visible.

She looked at Mu He, and immediately made the Archdeacon of Hujin feel stunned, and the wings behind her fluttered, wanting to escape.

However, Lu Mei below snorted coldly and stretched out her hand to shake it.

In mid-air, Mu He only felt an inexplicable evil fire rise in his heart, which quickly became unbearably hot, and the flames spread in his limbs and hundreds of bones, and his internal organs were in severe pain.

Yes! He screamed and coughed up blood, with a hint of red flame.

Before Mu He could figure out a way to suppress it, the fire in his heart suddenly soared.

Bang! A loud bang roared in the night sky and spread throughout the outer city of the ancient capital.

Mu He's entire body exploded, turning into a small sun hanging high in the sky, illuminating the city into daylight.

Then the flames in the sky were sprinkled, thousands of wisps, and the silver tree sparked, like a grand firework.

Mu He is dead!

It's too domineering! Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and the Praetorian Guard mages were dumbfounded, no matter how strong the fire mages were, they all bowed down in front of them.

Xiao Yanji cheered even more, her sister is amazing.

When Lu Jun saw this moment, he took a deep breath, he was extremely taboo in Bocheng back then, and he didn't even dare to report the 'big man'.

Now he is extremely fragile in front of his sister and brother, pinched to death at will like an ant.

This is how much strength there is and how many things are done.

On this trip, Lu Jun brought Jiang Feng and Xuan Snake with him, and he was not afraid to tear his face with Salang.

"It's a pity, this trap was originally left for Wu Ku."

He shook his head, but he was not greedy, and with a move of his thoughts, he took out a cloud of blue souls in the burning clouds above, like the moon falling and sinking into the white tiger pendant in front of his neck.

The best ghost materials, Mu He's soul is in hand!

In this way, the dormant Black Sect in Bo City died at his hands.

Lu Jun's eyes wandered, and he remembered one thing, although Yu Ang Future was one of the eight soul personalities of Mo Fan's Dao [Evil Saint King], he was also scattered by him.

But it doesn't matter, Mo Fan's enemies are not short of Yu Ang, and Yu Ang's forced style is not ranked in comparison.

Next to her, Lu Mei restrained all her breath, her face was satisfied, her Golden Burning Heart Yan realm was under Jiang Feng's amplification, which could be called a vegetable abuse artifact, and not a single black sect ran away.

The Praetorian Mages looked at each other, ready to clear the battlefield.

At the same time, a formidable figure descended on the night sky, and silver debris was scattered all over the sky.

Seeing this scene, Yao Ting, a super-level mage of the Space Department, was shocked and said, "Strange, what about the people of the Black Holy See? ”

An official mage stepped forward to negotiate and said with a wry smile: "They were all killed by folk mages." ”

Yaoting was slightly stunned, looked at Lu Jun, Mo Fan and others and sighed: "Sure enough, a young man is a hero." ”

At the same time, the Ancient Capital Bell Tower Magic Association.

At the moment when Lu Jun was resting and guarding Fang Gu's hotel was attacked, Han Xiao got the information.

In the middle of the night, he summoned the super-level powerhouses who were still in the clock tower.

Not long after Zhu Meng fell asleep and rested, he was forced to wake up, rubbed his temples, and said suspiciously: "What's the situation, tomorrow you are going to enter the abyss operation, don't you have enough spirits?" ”

The group of super-level powerhouses next to him were also full of puzzlement.

Hearing this, the old man Han Xiao sighed and said, "The place where I watched Fang Gu just now was attacked by the Black Holy See. ”

"The dormant members of the whole city attacked, but fortunately, we evacuated the crowd in time, and the civilians all hid in the inner city security boundary, without causing too much damage."

"But!" He paused, his serious eyes swept over the seven or eight people present and said, "I have reason to suspect that there are traitors of the Black Holy See among us. ”

When the words fell, everyone was startled, and the atmosphere became solemn.

Han Lin shook his head: "I only revealed to you this morning, and I was attacked at night. ”

Zhu Meng's brows tightened, and he muttered to himself: "This really doesn't make sense, so do you have any clues, President Han?" ”

"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Han Lin said categorically: "According to the informant's intelligence, the infiltrated member is Salang himself, and he is a woman. ”

The eyes of the male super-rank powerhouses present lit up and they were extremely excited, this is a big fish.

There are no examples of the seven cardinals in the world who have been caught, and they may become the first force to win the cardinal, and their fame is just waiting for leisure.

As for the only two women who were super ranked, their faces were not very good-looking, and they each looked at each other with suspicious eyes.

(End of chapter)