Compared with cumbersome plans, which are prone to all kinds of mistakes, Tong Lao believes more in simple plans, which are more likely to be fatal. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For example, forcing Du Yu to lure Qin Hao in, and for example, witnessing Li Zong killing Zhang Lang and cutting off Li Zong's retreat, making the two of them the decisive chess pieces, and turning against him at a critical moment, inflicting a fatal blow on Qin Hao.

It's a pity that Tong Lao only guessed half of the next development of things!

Half of it is because, judging from the current situation, Qin Hao is indeed on his way, and Zhang Lang does seem to be killed by Li Zong in the next moment.

said that "only half of the guesses" is because, from this moment on, everything that followed seemed to have been suddenly forced elsewhere, and everything that happened was completely out of the imagination of Tong Lao and Feng Seventeen.

Zhang Lang's hands clasped together suddenly, the curse marks on his face were sharply deformed, and the aura on his body was rising sharply at a terrifying speed.

"Li Zong, you forced me!"

Zhang Lang laughed fiercely, his red eyes were gradually dyed with a layer of black light, and a tyrannical aura rose from his body, chaotic, disorderly, tearing everything in front of him.

His own realm itself is one order higher than Li Zong, and after snatching Li Zong's writing wheel, his strength has risen by leaps and bounds, which is also the fundamental reason why he has been resisting Li Zong's second form with the first form.

But in the same way, this also means that when he unfolds the second form, the side effects are far more terrifying than Li Zong, Zhang Lang at that time, there is no consciousness in his mind at all, only a bloodthirsty instinct that boils like a volcano, and he does not distinguish between friend and foe.

If Li Zong's second form can barely distinguish between friend and foe, and there is a remnant of a trace of reason, then Zhang Lang directly incarnates into a pure beast.

That kind of chaotic and irritable feeling, no normal person is willing to try, Zhang Lang only tried once, and it took a long time to calm down from that state that made his heart palpitate.

He warned himself that unless he reached a truly desperate situation, he would never try again, because every time he opened the second form of the spell seal, it meant that he was one step closer to complete destruction.

Especially in this ancient relic full of dangers, if he completely loses his mind, Zhang Lang feels that the end may not be much better than death.

"Roar!"

A roar that was not like what a human could make, a black flame exploded from under his feet, the ground instantly sunken into a glass state, eight black "iron pipes" stretched out from Zhang Lang's back, teeth and claws extended, black light condensed at the mouth of the tube, his hair was shiny and black, flying gently in the air, and a cluster of black flames came out of the void.

This flame was the size of a fist, surrounding Zhang Lang, and it was beating down and down, giving people a sense of danger.

"Roar!"

There was another beast roar, and Zhang Lang's body instantly turned into a black light.

The tentacles of the vines around them crackled and made a crisp sound, and they exploded immediately, and the cold juice was evaporated into a blue mist in just an instant, and then completely swallowed up by the black fire.

A layer of folded ripples appeared in the air, extremely layered, Tong Lao and Feng Seventeen's complexions changed drastically, and they recognized at a glance that it was a sign that the high temperature had melted and deformed the space.

What a terrible temperature it must be, and there was no need to test it at all, and the two of them knew that even a single accidentally stained Martian character was enough to burn a living person to ashes in an instant, and leaving a little scum behind was a great creation.

This is no longer an ordinary flame, even if with the strength of these two people, they will not be burned to death easily, but if they are contaminated, they will definitely not go there easily.

"Damn, what's going on? It's just that a Li Zong can transform, how can this wave become a monster even if he fights... Isn't this Qingyun Sect's disciple all able to transform? Tong Lao jumped up from the ground in shock, screaming strangely.

"If you want to kill Zhang Lang now, I'm afraid it's not so easy!" Feng Seventeen swallowed and foamed.

It's not just not easy, I'm afraid I have to pay a terrible price, after all, that monster looks like he has lost his mind at the moment, Feng Seventeen is not willing to fight head-on with this kind of thing that is not human, ghost or ghost.

Let Tong Lao and Li Zongtou be in front, and he will follow behind the ass to beat his hands, and it will be about the same.

Jingle Bell!

Tong Lao shook the bell in his hand violently, and his voice was as sharp as a night owl: "Shaft dares!" ”

Rumble!

The black light didn't stay at all, Zhang Lang grabbed the immature puppet, and a ghostly light shot out from the black tube.

Silently, the heads of the struggling puppets were flattened off, the black light castrated endlessly, and the walls and boulders along the way were flattened and annihilated.

Immediately after, a black flame spread violently, burning a huge hole in the thick wall.

"Zhang Lang, you kill my grandson, the old man kills you!"

Tong Lao Xu was furious, a little under his feet, his body shot quickly, the runes on the blood jade dagger flickered, and a terrifying killing intent enveloped Zhang Lang's heart.

Li Zong's eyes lit up, and he could feel that Zhang Lang seemed to have completely lost his mind, otherwise, he would not destroy the idiot doll first, but would be the first to attack himself.

After all, he is the object of Zhang Lang's greatest hatred at the moment.

With a sneer, Li Zong's five fingers quickly changed his gestures, a faint blue light surrounded him, and a strange three-eyed giant bird emerged from behind him.

The Three-Eyed Chill Eagle, a monster that can freeze space.

"Go!"

Li Zong raised his hand and pointed at it, and the three-eyed cold eagle seemed to really come to life, with a high-pitched chirp, it soared into the air, and then swooped down, its sharp claws grasping Zhang Lang's head.

The air froze, there was a clicking sound, and dense ice picks fell at the same time.

There was no reason, but the instinct of the beast made Zhang Lang detect the killing intent for the first time, he turned around suddenly, staring at Tong Lao with red eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a bloodthirsty and cruel smile.

With a flick of his right hand, half of the puppet burned into a ball of fire, smashing into Tong Lao, and at the same time, the hair behind him was windless and automatic, curling in the air, drawing a black circle of light.

Puff puff!

The moment the ice pick melted, the claws of the three-eyed cold eagle pierced Zhang Lang's eyes fiercely through the black light.

At the same moment!

Behind him, Tong Lao screamed in pain while stabbing the blood jade dagger forward like lightning with a murderous force.

The black flames all over his body exploded suddenly.

Zhang Lang's vest bowed, and he howled miserably, and his vest was cut with a terrible wound, and at the same time, his whole person was pushed up and slammed into the eagle's talon.

Click!

The sound of the lens shattering!

"Zhang Lang!" Hinata Ningji stopped at his feet, turned his head sharply from the hole that had been pierced next to him, and looked in.