Qing Qilin was already tired of coping, at this time, the rhythm of Zhang Mo's attack changed, his chest was hit by the other party's palm, and the blood spurted from his mouth was about to die, He Lang felt bad when he saw it, and he didn't pay attention to the romanting, but as soon as the dantian mentioned it, he struck out the soul condensing qi.

Zhang Mo sensed it the moment the black-faced ugly ghost struck out the aura of condensation, and he hurriedly dodged on one side, and then launched a more fierce attack on the green qilin.

Qing Qilin was extremely seriously injured by those palms, and he probably didn't even have the strength to fly away with He Lang now.

He glanced at He Lang again, and He Lang had been pressed to the ground by the people who had emptied his men, and he was completely subdued.

He thought about it, why didn't he take this opportunity to escape first, and then there was a chance to come back to save people, otherwise they would both be captured.

Thinking of this, just when Zhang Mo was dodging the aura of condensing souls and not standing firmly, he flew into the air and threw out a hot wheel, which rotated and overhead, bringing up a huge whirlwind, and at the same time completely isolated the green unicorn from the outside world, and in the rapid rotation, the green unicorn disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He Lang looked at the direction in which the green unicorn disappeared before he breathed a sigh of relief.

He Lang saw that the green unicorn had left, so he was no longer worried, thinking that he was alone, he would die, and he didn't have to worry about it.

He thought to himself that he would definitely be swallowed alive by those people on the spot, but what he didn't expect was that Zhang Mo and Luo Manting had serious disagreements on how to deal with him.

Zhang Mo said resolutely: "Manting, this ugly ghost can't say anything, cut it down as soon as possible, haven't you noticed that since he appeared, everything we have done has been extremely uncomfortable?"

Zhang Mo had the urge to kill the other party just the moment when the black-faced ugly ghost emitted his soul condensing qi, and the reason why he was able to dodge it in time this time was because he had a pure yang body, unlike the last time he was in Redstone Valley, he was hit twice without any preparation.

Luo Manting smiled and said: "I have long wanted to catch him and understand the secrets on him, it is not easy to kill someone, what is the use of killing him, can I get useful information? I must bring him back and ask clearly." ”

At this time, Qingkong, who had fainted on the ground, also woke up under the rescue of his disciples, and he saw that the ugly ghost had been tied up and thrown on the ground, and his heart was steady.

Qingkong limped to Zhang Mo and Luo Manting, and also heard what the two of them meant, he hurriedly said to the two: "I think Senior Zhang's words are very right, in order to prevent long nights and dreams, this ugly ghost said that he couldn't stay at all, so he just killed him with a knife." ”

"What do you know, do you have a part to speak here, and don't retreat. Luo Manting's face sank and she said unhappily.

Qingkong saw that he had touched a gray nose, and he also felt bored, so he stepped aside, and he also remembered that he was not only a dog of Zhang Mo, but also a chess piece in Luo Manting's hand, and he had no status at all in front of the two.

At Luo Manting's insistence, He Lang was taken back by everyone, and he was directly escorted into the elite hall that could only be used by the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang before.

Before he could stand firmly, he was kicked by the person behind him and knelt directly on the ground.

"Ugly ghost, you can tell me clearly, what is your relationship with He Lang, and why do you also have that soul condensing qi on your body?"

Zhang Mo asked coldly, and the lobby was surprisingly quiet.

There were only a dozen of Zhang Mo's cronies in the entire lobby, and they all stared at the black-faced ugly ghost who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

"How do I know, I'm me, he's him, I don't know what He Lang is, let alone what soul condensing qi, don't ask anymore, I don't know if I ask!" He Lang had already made up his mind, and he wouldn't say a word of value to the other party.

"Okay, I see that you are very kind, then see if you can stand up to the end, come on, in this hall, give me a hundred boards, hit him hard, I want to hear the sound." ”

Luo Manting stabbed the other party on the side and said, "It's not enough to beat people to death at once, how can you ask him?"

"Manting, didn't you hear, this ugly ghost has a very hard mouth, and if he doesn't give him some color, he is not afraid at all. ”

Zhang Mo had already been angry that Luo Manting had to bring people back, and he just took this opportunity to beat the ugly ghost to death, so as not to regenerate branches, he also made up his mind, it was useless for anyone to stop him, he just wanted the other party to die.

"No, you can't do this, I want to ask him a few words first, if you want to fight, wait until I finish asking. ”

"Romanting, don't you speak for him anymore, do you still think that he is the reincarnation of that man? Let me tell you, that man's soul has been beaten to the bare by me, even if he is reincarnated, he is an idiot and mentally retarded. ”

Zhang Mo said this as if he was crazy, laughed, and shouted at his subordinates, he was completely out of control: "Don't you guys have long ears? Beat people to death, whoever doesn't use their strength, you will wait and be beaten in a while!"

Luo Manting still wanted to say something, but obviously her words were not as authoritative as the other party, and her heart was beating suddenly with hatred.

So He Lang was in the lobby, and was pressed to the ground by two people, and the other two picked up two large wooden boards and slapped them on his back.

From the first time he hit him, He Lang knew that he couldn't stand a hundred blows at all, and this board was like asking for his life, slapping his body hard, because he was spelled by Zhang Mo, his spiritual power couldn't move at all, and the King Kong immortal body couldn't play an effect at all in this situation.

After only ten blows, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he secretly gritted his teeth and endured it, except for the sound of the board that fell on him, he had no energy to think about anything else.

When he hit thirty times, his breath was already weak, and he felt a sense of relief in his heart, he knew that he would be killed in a few strokes, so he slowly closed his eyes, completely ignored the pain in his body, and thought about his heart with his heart.

He Jiazhuang, the stern father, Brother Jing's helplessness, Mo Fei'er's dimples, Lan Yun's smile, Zhan Zhaohua's incomprehension, Xu Wenguo's gentleness, and the little python nodding at him, all the images went through in his mind one by one.

When he was beaten to the fortieth stroke, he was already unconscious, and after being awakened by someone with cold water, he continued to beat, he only felt that his body was no longer his own, he didn't feel it at all, he didn't know how many times it was, his mind was wooden, and he fainted at some point, or died.

It's really dead, it's out of breath, and even my heart has stopped.

Luo Manting was always staring at the side, looking at everything that happened in front of her, her eyes were full of hatred, she hated Zhang Mo, hated him for beating the person she had worked so hard to find alive.

At this moment, suddenly there was a golden light in the lobby, and two air masses, one white and one purple, burst out from He Lang's head and chest, and these two air masses slowly rose, and they merged together after a while.

Within a moment, the white air mass was finally wrapped in purple, and then slowly moved towards Zhang Mo.

Luo Manting looked at the purple air mass, and tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.

Luo Manting saw that the purple air mass was fluttering towards Zhang Mo in front of her, her eyes were wide in shock, and she didn't dare to take a breath.

Soon, the purple air mass floated to Zhang Mo, stopped three inches above his head and did not move.

Zhang Mo was also so shocked at this time that his face changed, and Jun's face was full of panic and helplessness.

Seeing the purple air mass floating above his head, he hurriedly moved away from the place where he had been sitting, but the air mass seemed to locate him, and followed him closely.

No matter where Zhang Mo went, the air mass would drift over in an instant, which was very weird.

The other people in the lobby also saw it, and their faces were shocked, and they couldn't believe that this could happen to Zhang Mo, who they had always thought was powerful.

After a while, the purple air mass began to slowly descend, getting closer and closer to Zhang Mo's head.

Zhang Mo was completely frozen by the air mass, and he didn't move as the air mass approached the top of his head.

He stood there like a puppet, for a long time, without even blinking an eye.

Suddenly, Zhang Mo let out a miserable scream, and the person fell to the ground.

Soon after he fell to the ground, a blue air mass appeared above Zhang Mo's head, and this air mass was like a disoriented beast, which came out of his head and slowly spun around it.

Almost stopped on the top of the heads of more than a dozen people in the lobby, and after a stick of incense, the air mass swished, and teleported to He Lang, who was walking on the ground, and disappeared the next moment.

Everyone present was surprised, they didn't seem to understand, they seemed to see something, and they didn't dare to speak loudly, so they had to whisper to each other.

"Did you see it? The purple air mass just now came out of the chest of the person lying on the ground, and finally entered Sect Master Zhang's head?"

"I saw it, and then Sect Master Zhang also came out of the top of his head, it was blue, and it was still dangling over my head, and finally it seemed to have entered the head of the ugly ghost lying on the ground. ”

"Yes, it's amazing, I heard that it is the Yuan God, once the Yuan God of a person changes hands, that person will also change, do you say that Sect Master Zhang is still himself?"

The discussion in the lobby grew louder and louder, buzzing like a swarm of flies.

"Don't say anything! You all stand down, no one is allowed to say anything about today, otherwise I won't let any of them go!"

It was Luo Manting who spoke, and she was so shocked that she just came to her senses, and hurriedly drank back more than a dozen people in the lobby.

Now, Zhang Mo and He Lang are lying on the ground, unconscious, Luo Manting is also panicking, and a voice in her heart is saying to herself: "He's back, he's back, Brother Jin is back!"

Luo Manting swayed when she walked, she staggered to Zhang Mo, gently lifted the person from the ground, and put it on the chair on the side.

"Wake up, haven't you woken up yet?" Luo Manting called anxiously, her heart was like a pot boiling at this time, and the excitement came one after another.

After a while, Zhang Mo slowly opened his eyes, but Luo Manting immediately discovered that the eyes were so strange and familiar, they were not Zhang Mo's eyes, not the eyes that were invincible and no one in their eyes, but the people she had missed for three thousand years, his eyes, even if they turned to ashes, she would not forget.