Lu Jun's thoughts moved, and the netherworld cave above his head opened, whistling in the wind.

The black and white ghosts came out, the black ghosts looked like two small hills, the blue-black wind howled, and the gray sandstorm rolled up, killing wantonly along the hole torn by the dragon on the ground.

He took two generals and a group of summons, and the pigs rushed forward in the beast tide, and successfully joined the members of the South African national team.

The black man, the captain of South Africa, gasped, "Which super-level mage are you?" ”

At this moment, Lu Jun fought bloodily, propped up the canopy of the water flower, and dealt with the generals and demons in all directions, the pressure was huge, and he didn't explain too much, and hurriedly dropped a sentence: "Huaxia Guofu team, you go with me." ”

"Huh?" Before the black strong man captain could say anything, a thin black man in the team said in disappointment: "Are you from Jiuzhou?" Students like us?! ”

The thin black boy complained: "How did the African Magic Association do it, send students, it's over, even if you want to send the national team, you have to send the national team of those magical powers in Europe, what is the Huaxia team?" ”

The other surviving members of the team also looked ugly, and one of the Black Pearl women almost collapsed.

Hearing this, Lu Jun laughed angrily, I came to save you, I still think this and that, a pair of eyes swept over a few people coldly, the strong soul power brought by the spiritual realm of the Six Realms, and the cultivation of the high-level and second-level of the curse system pressed on everyone.

Buzz!

In an instant, several black people looked horrified, as if they had seen a pair of evil eyes, high above.

Seeing that the South African national team was shocked, he snorted coldly, and said without looking back: "If you believe it, you will follow, and if you don't want to, you will stay here and wait for death!" ”

Puff, puff!

The earth dragon swarm poured out around everyone, wrapped in a mighty yellow torrent and charged out.

I have to say that the beast tide summoning of the summoning system is really the god of group battles, and the hundreds of top fighters have relieved great pressure on the South African national team.

After a while, Lu Jun led them out of the encirclement.

Of course, it was also the Desert Fox and the Poisonous Fire Scorpion that deliberately let a few people go, and the main Lu Jun was too strong, and the water, curse, and summoning firepower were all open, and the two clans suffered heavy casualties.

After the leaders weighed the pros and cons, the outsiders who had incurred in were insignificant compared to their old enemies.

Seeing this scene, the South African national government team and others were stunned, surprised by Lu Jun's strength, most of them were still at the peak of the middle level, and only a few of the two or three cores had reached the high level.

Compared with the Huaxia team, it was not long after the training that all the members were high-level.

Lu Jun's face was calm, although the total number of these two races exceeded two thousand generals, the pressure brought by them was not as good as that of the four-color demon race.

After all, fusing magic, the commander-level leaders are very difficult.

If it weren't for Lu Jun's desire to hide the innate dual lineage, the space, mind, and gold systems could not be used, he really wanted to start a big battle and slaughter the two races.

I don't know if the number of general's spirits collected reached forty-two, which was enough to light up a fifth-level mid-level magic.

At that time, the power of medium-level magic is comparable to that of high-level magic.

In the face of the shock of the members of the South African national team, he replied coldly: "There is also a gap between the national team. ”

When the words fell, the thin black boy didn't dare to say anything.

The captain of the South African government thanked in international language: "I'm sorry, our team members are presumptuous, thank you so much for coming to save us." ”

"No need, just take the money and do the commission, the commission paid by the African Magic Association."

Lu Jun didn't have a good impression of a few people, so he was too lazy to act on the spot.

Then, he said: "It's easy to get lost in the Sahara maze, and if you still don't believe me, I'll find a way out on your own, and I'll go first." ”

Then Lu Jun deliberately put away the treasure of the triangular dimensional mirror, closed his eyes to perceive, locked his soul for thousands of miles, and looked for the location where Mo Fan was.

He walked in front, and several members of the South African national team looked at each other, they were already exhausted and could not continue to fight, and they would definitely not be able to fight without Lu Jun, so they chased after him.

At this time, Lu Jun took advantage of the fact that a few people were not paying attention, and released the Tai'a Divine Sword alone, and the killing weapon spirit went back to deal with the two major races, how many can be killed, and the gold system is released.

Everyone walked for a few minutes in the endless, identical monotonous desert, and when they saw a figure standing quietly in front of them, they couldn't help but be vigilant.

Lu Jun ignored a few people, walked a few steps quickly, the environment changed and changed, and arrived at Mo Fan's side.

On the spot, Mo Fan greeted: "Ah, Lao Lu, you're back, I've been away for so long, I can't see your figure, I thought you were lost." ”

Hearing this, Lu Jun didn't speak, he actually violated the principle of one kilometer and ran away several kilometers away, and ordinary mages would definitely not be able to come back.

Suddenly, Mo Fan suddenly saw a few black young men appear behind Lu Jun, and said in surprise: "Yo, that lost national government team, have you found it?!" ”

Mo Fan was excited, and the Cape of Good Hope Magic Association spoke, as long as the South African national team was rescued, how much money could be opened.

He felt that there was no need to worry about promoting to the high-level of the space department or the chaos system now, he wanted both, and all the high-level of the system! At the same time, the remaining money is estimated to be enough to raise a soul seed.

This is also the reason why the tutor of Huaxia Guofu feels dangerous and wants the team members to try it.

Several members of the South African national team turned red, regarded it as shame, and lowered their heads and shrugged their shoulders behind Lu Jun and Mo Fan.

They gradually returned and found one partner after another as anchors, Zhao Manyan, Jiang Yu, Mu Ningxue, and Jiang Shaoxu.

Lu Jun urged: "Act quickly, I have a bad premonition." ”

The Sandstorm Wraith will not let everyone go easily, it is as wise as a human being, and wants to take the life of the national government team to attract the old man Devin to come over.

At the moment, the Sandstorm Resentful Spirit had not yet reacted, and felt that Nan Jue on the border was forced to shift from the origin, and this group of young mages could not escape from the palm of their hands.

Jiang Shaoxu asked: "Why hasn't Nan Jue sent a signal yet, didn't he say that it would be a signal every five minutes?" ”

"It's been ten minutes now, how can we anchor the exit if there is no signal?"

Just when everyone decided to wait, Lu Jun immediately stood up and said calmly, "Don't wait, my summoned beast told me that they were driven away by a sandstorm spirit. ”

"What?!" When everyone heard the captain's words, they were terrified: "Then aren't we lost in the desert?" ”

Jiang Yu said in a trembling voice: "Moreover, there is also a monarch-level supreme creature wandering around, eyeing the human race, and it can be encountered at any time?!! ”

"I'll rub it." Zhao Manyan jumped to his feet and said with a crying voice: "I knew that it would be no good to follow Mo Fan, and I knew that I wouldn't come in with me." ”

Although the South African national government team and others next to them could not understand Chinese, they also guessed that something was wrong when they saw the expressions of several people.

The black strong man, the captain of South Africa, was anxious, and reluctantly asked in polite words: "May I ask everyone, is something wrong?" ”

And the thin black boy simply said mockingly: "Hehehe, I thought it was so strong, it's not like us, we are all lost in the Sahara, right?" ”

(End of chapter)