Zhao Lang stood with the knife in his hand, and glanced at Nie Caier indifferently, "The previous survivor?"

Without the influence of Erling, the woman in front of her looks quite attractive.

Nie Cai'er opened her small mouth slightly, and looked at Zhao Lang who suddenly appeared in front of her in a daze, with a hint of joy in her escape from death on her young and lovely face.

Just as he was at a loss, he met Zhao Lang's scrutinizing gaze in the next second.

Those were a pair of black eyes glowing with cold and gloomy light, as deep and charming as a black hole, which made her tremble, as if she had glanced at it for ten thousand years.

"Bang ~ bang"

What's that sound?Nie Cai'er didn't know, she only knew that under Zhao Lang's gaze, her little face was inexplicably hot.

The expression in Zhao Lang's eyes remained unchanged, and then he locked his eyes on Er Ling.

"This is, Wang Teng?"

Zhao Lang's eyes were fixed. The person who was parasitized by Erling was actually Wang Teng, which surprised him a little.

I thought that I would speed up the pace of progress and would not meet Wang Teng and others in the early stage, but it was no coincidence that they met under certain circumstances.

In the previous life, Wang Teng recruited a large number of capable people and strangers in the early stage by virtue of his extraordinary ability and courage. The most famous one is the peerless stunner—Zui Qianrao, who stole the limelight.

At that time, because Zhao Lang started too late and had a weak foundation, he could only avoid it; later, because of various reasons, his strength improved, and he was able to compete with him.

"This evil spirit indirectly helped me solve a problem."

Zhao Lang twisted his neck and couldn't help thinking to himself.

Even his gaze at Er Ling softened a little. There is no doubt that Wang Teng's development is definitely a serious problem for him.

"To show my gratitude, I will let you die faster."

Killing intent suddenly rose in Zhao Lang's eyes, and a strong bloodthirsty aura permeated the air. The aura surged crazily, setting off an upsurge in the whole body, and the weird black and white energy began to emerge, converging on the Ghost Head Knife.

"That... be careful!"

A reminder sound suddenly came from the side, the voice was as crisp as a silver bell, and there was a little worry mixed in.

The sound made Zhao Lang frowned slightly, and subconsciously glanced at the direction the sound came from from the corner of his eye.

Uh, I saw that little girl who was still in a nympho just now hid to the side.

After realizing that she was looking at her, she clenched her small fist and made a cheering gesture?

"Heh, I do have sharp eyesight." Zhao Lang curled his mouth and looked away.

At this time, the "Wang Teng" who was parasitized by the evil spirit is constantly roaring, and the enemy is extremely jealous when they meet each other. Are you still flirting with me here?

Having recovered a little energy, it stared at Zhao Lang stubbornly. It just wanted to tear Zhao Lang into pieces and devour it, but there was a trace of fear in the depths of its eyes.

"呲~"

Erling learned the lesson from last time. It seemed that it already knew that its mental attack would have no effect on Zhao Lang, so it decided to strike first.

It roared, and countless thin blood-red beams shot out from its mouth, interweaving and converging continuously, like a blood-colored cage that was airtight, and it wanted to block Zhao Lang's entire body.

Facing the overwhelming energy attack of the evil spirit, Zhao Lang did not back down, stepped forward, and slashed forward with his saber.

"Damn it!"

The sword glow formed by the accumulated black and white energy shot out instantly, directly facing the seemingly terrifying cage.

"Boom~"

The two energies collided violently and exploded directly, and a huge sound came out.

The dazzling glare broke through the sky, looking from a distance like fireworks blooming in the dark night.

However, the seemingly beautiful fireworks contained infinite murderous intent.

"呲~"

Accompanied by the fireworks that hadn't dissipated, Erling's strange whining sound suddenly sounded in Zhao Lang's ears.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious and ferocious face appeared in front of Zhao Lang out of thin air.

His figure was imprinted in those blood-colored eyes, which were gloomy and permeated with death.

The moment he approached Zhao Lang, Er Ling stretched out his sharp claws glowing with cold without hesitation, and stabbed Zhao Lang's head straight. It was extremely hot and thirsty.

Seeing that Erling's sharp claws were about to pierce through Zhao Lang's head, what was strange was that Zhao Lang's body moved sideways for a short distance just to avoid the fatal blow.

After being accustomed to fighting and tempering, Zhao Lang has long formed a variety of dodging consciousness. This kind of consciousness is so proficient that it will form a conditioned reflex.

But there is a premise that the strength gap between the two sides is not too great.

"Wang Teng's original power, flashing!"

Zhao Lang, who escaped the attack of the evil spirit, still looked calm as always. When he saw "Wang Teng" parasitized by the evil spirit for the first time, he had expected this situation.

The energy assimilation of the Elling parasite allows it to use all the abilities of the host.

If the opponent was the real Wang Teng, Zhao Lang might be a little bit more afraid.

And Erling, who has this ability, has only instinct but no skills, which can be said to be full of loopholes.

And Erling's flickering attack was just as he thought at the beginning.

This is the prey that was delivered to the door. Since it is here, let's leave the head here.

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