The whereabouts of Blood Shura Li Zong are unknown, his life and death are uncertain, and the murderer is suspected of being a firefighter Zhang Lang, this behavior is defined as a traitor!

Inside the Qingyun Palace!

Qin Hao looked down, his face expressionless, and the black and white magatama slowly rotated, seemingly hiding endless mystery and profundity. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a corner of the main hall, Li Qiufeng and other backward elders stood at the very edge, in fact, they also knew that they were not qualified to speak, but only to observe.

Li Qiufeng lowered his head, his ten fingers clenched into his palm, there was a muffled sound of "gurgling" in his throat, and his eyebrows and eyes were excited that could not be concealed.

Qin Hao sneered in his heart, but his face was silent, but his tone was slightly cold: "Order the whole faction, Zhang Lang rebels against the sect, and kills him!" “

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Two days later.

Cool breeze.

On the endless golden yellow grassland, countless wild grasses are like the mane of a lion, rippling with the wind from time to time.

In the distance, the mountains are undulating and endless, grayish-black.

Between the barren grassland and the mountains was a transition area from yellow to black, and suddenly the grass waves opened to both sides, and seven or eight black figures disappeared in a flash.

There was an indescribable panic in the panting voice, as if there was some monster behind them biting at them, so that they didn't dare to stay for a moment to catch their breath.

A white human figure was a bolt of lightning, splitting the grass waves, and there was a piercing cracking sound in the air, incredibly fast, just a few flashes, and the figure caught up.

The face of a black-robed man at the back changed greatly, and before he could turn around, a white bone blade pierced through the back of the heart and burst out of his chest.

Thump!

Jun Malu shook his hand casually, his feet did not stop, and his left hand slammed forward, and a bone spur appeared from the palm of his hand, which pierced the throat of another black-robed man.

In an instant, both of them were killed, and they were both killed with one blow, such a simple and efficient way to kill is really terrifying.

Zhang Lang's ears twitched slightly, his face was pale, and a pair of scarlet writing wheel eyes stared at the front, but he didn't look back, and suddenly under his feet, a fiery snake rushed out and shot towards Jun Malu.

His face was expressionless, as if there was nothing in this world that could make Jun Ma feel a little moved, he was like a catkins, his steps were light and weird, he dodged the fire snake with one twist, and at the same time, a semicircular bone cut suddenly grew out of his arm, like a half-cut scimitar.

Morihan's sword light slashed through the air.

A head rose into the sky, blood gushed like a pillar, and the sound of the spray made the scalps of the remaining black-robed people tingle, and they screamed hysterically, and turned around to kill Jun Malu.

Puff puff!

Four voices in a row sounded almost at the same time, and after a while, the eyebrows and chests of the four corpses slowly penetrated blood marks, and the corpses fell to the ground heavily.

"Bones - Dance of Clemat!"

The backhand pulled out his spine from behind, shook his arm, and the white bone vertebrae stretched in an instant, like a hideous bone snake, extending infinitely, and it stretched to dozens of meters in an instant, biting Zhang Lang's back fiercely.

Zhang Lang's face was pale, his eyes shrank sharply, half of his cheeks rose with black patterns, he turned around abruptly under his feet, his hands were in front of his chest, and the waves of fire soared.

Syllable!

As if he was struck by a whip, the waves of fire were all crushed, and Zhang Lang suddenly rose into the air, as if a cannonball flew out with a bang, and shot out of a distance of 100 meters in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Junmaro, don't force me!"

Zhang Lang's skin on the back of his hands was opened, and a large piece of flesh and blood was cut off, revealing the miserable white bones below.

"The sect master has an order, kill Zhang Lang!"

Jun Malu was unmoved, his steps slowly moved forward, a bone snake in the air swayed gently from side to side, and the protruding bone spurs on the bone joints were like sharp scythes, and patches of weeds fell to the sides, and the incisions were smooth and mirror-like.

At the same time, the iron vulture with a cold face in the darkness in the distance, the cold light in his eyes also flashed: "Jun Malu? What a weird ability! ”

"General, do you want to do something to save Zhang Lang?" The three ghosts of the loess asked indifferently.

Behind the three ghosts of the loess are ten iron-blooded soldiers wearing black armor and holding steel knives, and their faces are cold, these people are the most powerful henchmen of the iron vultures.

"Wait, go over first, wait for my orders!"

As soon as the words fell, ten black shadows bent down and quietly surrounded Jun Malu and Zhang Lang from a distance.

"Too much deception!"

Zhang Lang clenched his five fingers, the fire all over his body surged, the fire patterns on the surface of his fists burned, the raging fire roared, and there were two more small suns in the sky over the barren grassland, and a strong high temperature broke out, making the air within a radius of 100 meters tumble violently, and his vision was distorted, and Zhang Lang's figure became even hazy.

"The Flame of the Great Sun!"

Zhang Lang laughed fiercely, and his palms suddenly buckled upside down to the ground, as if the sun was being smashed into the ground.

Suddenly, the flames erupted, the heat splashed, the weeds burned, and the rocks on the ground turned red, then quickly melted, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke.

The two black-clothed armor soldiers who came up from a distance only felt a shock to the ground under their feet, and a flame popped out strangely, and they couldn't dodge, and their feet immediately burned, and in an instant, the whole person was enveloped in it, and the skin and flesh were burned, revealing the blood-colored bones like dry bones below.

The spiderweb-like cracks crawled all over the hard bones in a breath, and then the flames around them seemed to smell fishy, and the flames suddenly burst into flames, a fire with a diameter of ten meters shot straight into the sky, and in the firelight, the two black-clothed armor soldiers roared hoarsely, and were firmly wrapped in the flames and rose to the sky.

The terrible lava fire frantically eroded their bodies, penetrating their broken armor continuously, the heat scorched their skin, dried their muscles, and seeped into their internal organs for days, burning them in pain.

Zhang Lang and Jun Malu's movements stopped, and their eyes quietly glanced at each other in the air, staring strangely at the two charred bodies.

"Who?"

Zhang Lang shouted angrily, like a cat with fried hair, his body bowed, the writing wheel eyes ran wildly, and a red red light burst out from the pitch-black Gouyu Sect, and the black lines on his face became more hideous, like a ghost.

Zhang Lang's body trembled violently, a cold, strange, but as hot as wildfire, and a crazy aura gradually spread from his body.

Circles of strange red light, centered on him, rushed into the surrounding flames, so the flames seemed to be injected with hormones, just a breath, and suddenly swelled farther away, rapidly approaching the black-clothed warriors who were quietly surrounding.

The iron vulture's pupils shrank, and it could no longer hide in the dark, so it had to snort coldly, and the three ghosts of the loess rushed to the ground, and the three of them joined hands and pressed them to the ground as well。。。。。。