Zhao Clan's territory.

Lu Jun glanced at the other party, although he was not taken away by Shenmujing, he was also mentally disturbed and reduced to waste.

However, it is difficult to ensure that Zhao Jing is not pretending to be crazy and stupid, trying to deceive himself.

Just in case, Lu Jun did not show mercy to his subordinates, and as soon as his thoughts moved, a three-foot sword light broke out of the air around him, and the machine spirit manipulated the Tai'a sword to slash down violently.

Poof!

In the face of the lore, Zhao Jing's face was sluggish, he still did not dodge or dodge, his body trembled, and his head was thrown high and fell, and the blood splashed three feet.

"Photograph!"

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

"Yes, cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

His heart was stable, and at the same time, he released his divine thoughts to sense Zhao Jing's breath, and felt the powerful thunder fluctuations on his corpse, if he was refining into an undead, it would be difficult to have a cultivation of a middle monarch or above.

It is also an extremely rare thunder-based humanoid undead, fierce and strong, and not afraid of restrained light magic.

However, with the stitching of Lu Jun's death-based elementary-level magic flesh and blood, coupled with the middle-level spiritualism, the combination of the two may be sure to split the opponent's Thunder Heavenly Bell [Scarlet Mountain Red Thunder], and then take it out and sell it for a lot of money.

It's just that after splitting, the corpses are refined into undead, at most, at the level of an orthodox monarch, and the combat power is still ordinary.

"Do you want it?"

Lu Jun was entangled, the Elemental Heavenly Seed was related to the promotion of forbidden spells, and his value was higher than that of the middle monarch, to be honest, with his strength, he couldn't look down on the combat power of the middle monarch.

When he returns to the ancient capital and recovers an entire undead empire, are the eight undead monarchs afraid that there will not be enough thugs?

But Lu Jun was reluctant to simply trade out, but his three wives did not cultivate the thunder system.

Wait a minute...... Mo Fan Xiu Lei Department.

"Let's see when the time comes, when he has scraped together enough funds of 10 billion yuan, and he is promoted to the super level of the Lei Department, I will sell it to him cheaply."

Lu Jun shook his head, and was not in a hurry to decide for a while, Mo Fan was his friend, and it would not be a loss to sell to the other party, and at that time, with the blessing of the Thunder Divine Seal Praise + Scarlet Mountain Red Thunder, the twenty times killing thunder system that had never been seen in the original timeline was born.

Tut-tut, it is estimated that it is not weaker than its own gold system.

He reined in his momentum, and in the distance, Feng Zhoulong and the others noticed that the battle fluctuations here had dissipated, so they gathered one after another.

Among them, Lu Meilian moved lightly, and the red-dressed hunter approached, stretched out her white hand like jade to hold her younger brother, and said worriedly: "Are you okay?" ”

She watched from the edge of the battlefield and witnessed the terrifying battle between the two, and the Supreme Monarch was probably no more than that.

"It's fine." Lu Jun said in a relaxed tone: "I even killed the emperor, and Zhao Jing is not a problem." ”

Feng Zhoulong was the only one worried: "I heard that Zhao Jing's son is a rare forbidden curse seed in Jiuzhou, and there are many bigwigs behind him who support him, will you be questioned by Jiuzhou if you kill him?" There is also the Zhao Group, which is closely related to several forbidden spells, and their attitude is ......"

"Don't worry, even if I'm wrong, no one will question me for this little thing, and the Zhao family is not worth mentioning."

Lu Jun's face was calm, and helping Zhao Manyan to fight back and correct the situation could be completely explained as an internal struggle.

At the same time, in the ruins of the Zhao Clan's Villa in the distance, the two ordinary super-ranks who were guarding Lao Zhao had already been numb, including hundreds of Zhao clansmen, who did not dare to come back even after the battle.

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

Mo Fan stood on top of this ruin, shouting.

No matter how much he shouted, no one answered.

So Mo Fan said with a sad expression: "Old Zhao Ling's death is so miserable, you beauty, I will raise it." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

At this time, a cough sounded under Mo Fan's feet, which frightened him and quickly moved away, staring at the ruins in disbelief.

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

"Huh?" Hearing this, Mo Fan was shocked and stepped back again and again: "Oh, oh, I'm sorry." ”

In a moment, a blonde young man came out of the depths of the ruins, glared at Mo Fan, coughed lightly, and was shocked, if he hadn't used the tortoise shell magic in the battle just now, he was afraid that he would have been wiped out in the aftermath of the battle.

In mid-air, Lu Jun witnessed it, slowly fell, and greeted him with a smile: "Lao Zhao, it's okay." ”

Zhao Manyan showed gratitude, patted Lu Jun on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Counting the Venice assassination, you helped me twice, thank you for your kindness, as long as my old Zhao serves as the Zhao family's day, you will be the Zhao family's eternal friend." ”

"Whatever you want, I'll find it for you."

Hearing Zhao Manyan's arrogant words, Lu Jun shook his head with a smile, didn't care too much, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with you, the head of the clan has fallen to such an embarrassing state." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lao Zhao sighed and told the ins and outs.

It turned out that a few years ago, he decisively held his brother Zhao Youqian hostage and returned to the family, and confirmed the incident in front of his father and elders, which naturally caused the family leaders to be furious.

However, his father was seriously ill, and after thinking twice, he couldn't even kill his son, so he imprisoned Zhao Youqian in the family forbidden place forever and never came out.

Zhao Manyan had mixed feelings, but he could accept it, he also had no way to kill his brother, this kind of thing was the most uncomfortable situation in any family, and even Emperor Tang had a shadow in his heart a thousand years ago.

Lao Zhao said sadly: "And my mother is an ordinary woman, if this kind of thing happens to her family, if my brother is executed, I am afraid that he will feel guilty to death, depressed, and feel that he has not been taught well." ”

After that, everything went well, but 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 due to his lack of prestige, and at this time, the dormant opposition began to make trouble, especially a few people under his brother's command, mainly Zhao Jing and other older generations, and then gradually the government decree did not leave the clan.

Lu Jun frowned slightly, it seemed that the idea of forcibly helping Zhao Manyan to ascend to the throne was not mature enough.

After all, Lao Zhao is not rich enough, he is immature, and he lacks the ups and downs experienced by the original timeline, which is too reluctant.

"You don't have to worry, though." Lu Jun smiled lightly and said: "I have a super big business to cooperate with your Zhao Group, if you host it properly, you will gain unprecedented prestige, and it can also boost morale externally and secure the position of the head of the family." ”

Zhao Manyan was puzzled: "What business?" ”

"Stardust Magic Weapon!"

Lu Jun only said one word, Lao Zhao, a rich kid's face, changed, and he immediately realized the benefits in it, which was enough to shake the international situation.

"But......" Lu Jun's voice changed, and he said with a smile: "Laying the production line, our military policy office is not enough for research funds, and we need a little support from Mr. Zhao." ”

"Good, good! No problem! ”

Zhao Manyan agreed, not to mention the Stardust Demon Weapon, with Lu Jun's kindness, what if he sent it directly.

Now that Zhao Jing's faction has all fallen, and he has become a big man like Lu Jun again, I am afraid that the situation in the clan will change, he will regain his authority, and he can mobilize hundreds of billions of funds, if he dares to gamble, he will definitely become famous.

(End of chapter)