In an instant, countless black and white filaments of qi surfaced on the surface of his body, like tangled black and white chess pieces on a chessboard, and the two qi poured and devoured each other.

This is the White Tiger and Zoro in Zhang Lie's body suppressing each other, once either side wins, it will be the result of the other side being completely swallowed. Zhang Lieyuan's eyes were open, his forehead was full of sweat, and he was almost trying his best to urge the mana. In my impression, even the danger of the Vatican battle was calm, and he had never been in such a situation.

For a long time, neither of the two gases could suppress the other. At this moment, Zhibo, who had been sucked to the size of a skinny dog, suddenly struggled, and his entire body turned into a bundle of green qi and merged into the white air mass.

This little weight finally changed its momentum, and slowly, but surely, the white qi began to devour the black qi. After another moment, the white air mass finally completely engulfed the black qi, and the trace of green qi also grew a lot.

"Half of it, do you still want to eat..."Zhang Lie snorted and took back the green qi.

As if with all his strength, he lay on the rooftop, and the dim light and shadow on the surface of his entire right hand flowed for a while, and then disappeared, but it was Zhang Lie who suppressed the remaining half of Zoro in his right hand. It can't be fully fused, but it's better to have one hand with Sauron's abilities than to get nothing.

However, Zhang Lie was not happy, looking at his right hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Let that guy eat half of it, I don't know what it will become now, but it will definitely be more difficult to control in the future." Lao Tzu tried his best to feed it fat, it's really not cost-effective..."

The building below him suddenly shook violently, which reminded Zhang Lie that the battle was still going on. Walking to the edge of the rooftop, I saw several points of light below flickering and flickering, and the waves of explosions followed one after another, obviously a fierce fight was in full swing.

After silently inspecting his physical condition, Zhang Lie found that due to the absorption of Zoro, he currently had less than half of his demon power left, and he was unable to summon Zhibo, so the situation could not be said to be optimistic.

But he was not optimistic about it, and after taking a deep breath, he leaped down and downward, and at the same time his hands began to seal. The distance of dozens of floors high was swept by, and in an instant, Zhang Lie had already come to the sky above the battle group.

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The streets were in shambles, with flat pavement dents and cracked glass windows of shops on both sides of the street. And in the middle of the street, a cloud of mist swirled around Lever rapidly, and every time he did, the demon-sucking sword would slash out of the fog, miss a blow, and then roll and move again, extremely flexible.

Anne, on the other hand, stood on top of an electric pole and shot at Level with her bow. She was so tired that she had long since replaced the "Promethean tendons" with ordinary black arrows, but without the "Sauron the Glutton", Lever could not ignore it and had to be distracted.

Obviously, being eaten by Zhang Lie would be quite a blow to Levell, and at least for now, he had not recovered from the backlash of losing the Demon Beast. But even so, in the face of the siege of Anne and Blatter, he still coped more than enough, and did not see a trace of defeat.

So, what if you add Zhang Lie?

Falling close to the floor, just as he was about to hit the ground, Zhang Lie stretched out his foot on the wall, and the whole person had changed direction, rushing towards Lever like a cannonball. The tacit understanding of the three of them was excellent, although Zhang Lie appeared suddenly, but as if agreed in advance, the fog in Blatter's body slammed into this side, completely obscuring Lever's vision.

Zhang Lie marked into the fog, and at the same time, the whole white mist violently pointed to the side. So in Lever's eyes, when the fog receded, Zhang Lie had suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Just now, the original number was returned." Saying that, Zhang Lie slammed his hands at each other: "Ming Wang Yan!" ”

A pillar of fire condensed like magma slammed out from the center of Zhang Lie's hands, knocking Lever several meters away, and at the same time, a large ball of flames had enveloped his body. The white mist that flew to the side also suddenly rose up, and when it surged above the head of the "Burning Man", Blatter appeared, and the demon-sucking sword stabbed straight down.

The moment the tip of the sword touched the top of his head, Lever grabbed the body of the demon-sucking sword and forcibly shook Blatter away with a strong twist. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and flexibly grabbed Anne to shoot two arrows, and the red flames all over his body had been attached to the arrows, and with a reflexive throw, the two rockets had been reflected towards Anne.

The light bullet dodged it, and a shocking explosion came from the building behind Anne, burning with flames and thick smoke rising into the sky. The street was instantly blazing red, and the three of them surrounded Lever in the middle of the street.

The impact of the massive explosion not only affected the entire neighborhood, but also shook the air. At this moment, at an altitude of several thousand meters, a passenger plane flying into the sky over the city of New York was also affected and shook violently.

Suddenly, there was a shock, almost all the passengers in the cabin rolled over, and the exclamations of women and children rang out. The lights in the cabin kept flashing, and the flight attendants tried their best to remind the passengers to stay calm, but the plane still shook incessantly, full of panic.

In the midst of the chaos, a man in the first-class cabin suddenly strode up to the hatch. Not understanding what he was going to do, a flight attendant hurriedly walked up: "Sir, please return to your seat..."

Looking over, the stewardess was surprised to find that this was a very handsome oriental man, he was staring at the bulkhead tightly, but his deep eyes seemed to penetrate the hatch and looked far away.

"Sir...", the stewardess took another step closer.

"Zhang Lie, Zhang Lie, I can feel your demonic aura here. Looks like I can solve your problem for the boss before I find Blatter. The man muttered Chinese that the flight attendant did not understand, and his expression seemed to be extremely happy.

Needless to say, this is a thorny wound for a flight to the United States. It's really a coincidence that the book is not written, I'm afraid Zhang Lie would never have dreamed that the demonic aura aroused by the spell of fighting with Lever would actually alarm the thorn wound that happened to fly from above.

The professional training she received made the flight attendant immediately vigilant, and quietly glanced at the air police who had mixed in with the passengers, and a tall white man with one hand in his arms had slowly stood up and walked.

"Sir, please return to your seat." The stewardess gave one last warning.

Thorny Hurt would ignore her, glanced back at the cabin, and said a little unwillingly: "The invention of human beings is really interesting, much faster than the 'Sky Technique', let the third child sit next time." ”

Many passengers noticed the anomaly here, and dozens of eyes had already cast their eyes on it. At this moment, Thorn Wound pressed his hands on the hatch, as if to make a move. The air policeman who had been paying attention to him immediately drew his gun in his hand: "Don't move." ”

"Don't bother, you can't hurt me at all. I advise you to better listen to this woman and go back to your seat and fasten your seatbelt. Thorn Wound sighed and turned to the air alarm.

Saying that, he said to the nervous and surprised passengers in the cabin: "The boss said, try not to hurt ordinary people." So I'll give you 5 seconds, hurry up and fasten your seatbelts. ”

Everyone looked at the thorn like a fool and didn't understand what he was going to do. Except for a few people, no one moved. The air policeman even approached with a gun, and said sharply: "Immediately squat down with your head in your hands." ”

"It's time." Thorn smiled at everyone.

Like a tofu grab, he plunged his hands into the solid airplane door, and the air police opened fire. With a little force, in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, the entire hatch was pulled down by thorns.

In an instant, under the change of air pressure, an irresistible suction force was generated in the open hatch. Before they could even react, the flight attendant and the air police officer had been sucked into the air, and many passengers who were close to the cabin door were thrown out of the plane and drifted into the dark sky along with the messy luggage.

As if slammed into something, the plane shook violently, and a strong wind began to rage in the plane, while unlucky passengers and luggage were constantly sucked out one after another, turning into trapeze. Passengers who were lucky enough to be seatbelts curled up in their seats with their heads covered, praying for the nightmare to end soon.

And in front of this irresistible suction, the thorn wound was able to stand steadily, not moving. When I looked closely, I found that on his feet, a large number of vines stretched out and penetrated the cabin floor, holding him firmly in place like roots.

The hair shirts were dancing wildly in the wind, and Thorn stretched out his arms to take a deep breath of the crisp air that was blowing in, and couldn't help but cheer: "It's so comfortable!" Then in front of everyone, he jumped out of the cabin.

Spread your arms and fly into the air like a big bird. He breathed heavily, closed his eyes tightly, and smiled heartily on his face, seemingly enjoying the feeling of free fall.

Falling continuously, the lights of the city below are like a sea of lights. 200 meters... 100 meters... 50 meters..., just when there were still about ten meters to hit the top of a tall building, Thorn finally opened his eyes.

Two plant seeds, as small as thumbs, shot out of his sleeve, followed by a sudden bulge on the roof below, and large pieces of cement flipped up. A large area of emerald green vines tangled up, rising more than ten meters high.

Stretched out his hand and pressed on the green vine that rushed up, and in a clattering sound, the force of the thorn wound and falling was all directed into the rattan pillar, and the entire thick rattan immediately collapsed. Among the broken vines flying in the sky, the thorns and wounds fluttered and jumped down, and the body fell to the ground steadily with a slight bow.

Walking to the edge of the rooftop, the flames of the block in the distance are clearly visible. With a snort, the thorn wound rose up, and he jumped into the void of the city, and hurried towards that side...