Blood stains the sky, and blood flows like a river.

Ziyang, a fifth-order master, is really too powerful, if there is still someone who can stop it in normal times, now all the fifth-order masters have gone to the Bermuda Triangle, and there are a large number of masters in Lingxiao County.

With a wave of his hand, a pillar of energy light was thrown out by him.

The terrifying power drew a dazzling trajectory, killing hundreds of thousands of low-level blood clans in an instant.

Whether it's the first order, the second order, the third order, the fourth order.

Ziyang's attack was unstoppable.

He himself was caught in the slaughter, and his power was running wildly.

Whenever the power is exhausted, it will be retraced once, and it will be full of vitality in an instant, satisfying to resurrect.

Knowing the sea, Zhang Lang looked at the power that enveloped nearly forty percent and smiled with relief.

…………

"Hurry up, hurry up!!"

The thirty-meter-long blood wings danced wildly, and Zhang Ang flew at full speed.

Now his mind is full of Lang Luoluo.

Lang fell and was seriously injured.

The blow to him from this news was absolute.

What shocked him even more... Zhang Qiang.

Changed a person???

It's really weird.

"Zhang Ang, let go of your body and mind, I'll help you speed up." Wu Qianyue, who was using all her mental power, came to Zhang Ang's side in an instant and shouted at him.

Zhang Ang ignored her.

At this moment, he was fully focused on speed.

Just a little faster, a little faster.

"Zhang Ang..."

Wu Tianyue roared loudly and used a trace of telekinesis.

Zhang Ang heard it this time, and his eardrums were really shaken.

"Let go of your body and mind, I have the telekinesis to help you speed up your flight."

"Hurry, hurry."

Zhang Ang was motionless for an instant, and his two eyes looked directly at Wu Tianyue.

Wu Tianyue was furious by him.

Immediately covered his whole body with telekinesis, urged with all his might, and flew at extreme speed.

Twenty minutes later.

Zhang Ang stepped violently and landed on the ground in Lingxiao County.

The power of terror was wildly unleashed from his body.

All the consciousness poured out, and the scene within a radius of a hundred miles instantly appeared in his mind.

In Lingxiao County, Ziyang, who was killing vigorously, suddenly hid his invisibility and secretly watched the arrival of Zhang Ang and the others curiously.

Inside the Falling Flower Pavilion.

An injured bat not far away instantly attracted Zhang Ang.

With wings spread, and with a leap he came to the bat's side.

As soon as he jumped away, Wu Tianyue came.

After five minutes, Mo Wunian, Zhao Ye, and Ai Rong also came.

Looking at the bat in the distance, they also felt their heads grow for a while.

That bat was none other than Lang Luoluo.

There is only one one bat left out of 10 million.

How powerful is that man?

"Luoluo, Luoluo..."

Putting away his wings, Zhang Ang stretched out his palm and sent a ball of blood into the bat's body, and the bat instantly absorbed the blood ball and turned into Lang Luoluo's appearance.

She lost her former gentleness, her wings drooped weakly, and the sharp teeth on both sides of her mouth opened hideously.

It looks like a fifth-generation bloodline.

Zhang Ang looked at her with a painful heart, stretched out his palm again, and slapped clumps of blood into Lang Luo's body.

"Hehe, the strongest of the vampires... Are they all here? ”

Ziyang, dressed in purple, suddenly appeared, holding a long sword in his hand, lonely and lonely.

Zhang Ang raised his head and looked at Ziyang, stunned for a moment.

"God of War...... Child... Ziyang. ”

Ziyang, the god of war, was a peerless powerhouse who was famous all over the world before he was reborn.

With the strength of the fifth order and the invincible ability, it can be said that he has been invincible for an era.

It was a legend, an undefeated legend.

But he clearly remembered that Ziyang died at the hands of many fierce beasts, and was trampled by the triceratops to the point that there was not a single bone left.

That's what he saw with his own eyes.

In the next second after Ziyang's death, he was also trampled to death.

………

"Oh? Do you know me? ”

Ziyang raised his eyebrows, looking at Zhang Ang's blood dragon robe, and Lang Luoluo in his arms, a little embarrassed.

This is... The father of his own body.

Also, the mother of the predecessor was not killed, you must know that he was going all out at that time.

He saw with his own eyes that Lang Luoluo had turned into a bat.

"You hurt her?"

Shaking his shoulders, Ziyang said: "I killed it, so what?" So this Mr. Vampire... If you know my name, are you too...?? ”

Without answering Ziyang's words, the corners of Zhang Ang's mouth rose upward, and he looked at Lang Luoluo in his arms and sneered: "Since you killed it?" That's... Die! ”

With a slight lift of his right hand, he grabbed a long sword with a cold light from behind him.

"Get out of here with Luoluo, quickly, go to the Lord in the Mount Everest mountain range, explain to him what is going on here, I think, he will be interested in his abilities."

Zhao Ye and the others, who pushed Lang Luoluo into the distance, Zhang Ang said coldly.

Ai Rong took Lang Luoluo and said, "It's all right, this matter is no longer out of my control, and the Lord will solve everything." ”

Several people are also sensible people, and they forgot about her in approval, flapping their wings and leaving one after another.

After everyone is gone.

Zhang Ang raised his head at this time, and his eyes kept looking at Ziyang.

"Today, you will die!!"

With a fierce swing of the long sword in his hand, thousands of blood-colored sword qi suddenly appeared, rushing towards Ziyang with a fierce attack.

"Playing with swords, you're still too ......"

Before he finished speaking, Ziyang had just dodged more than thirty sword qi, and just as he was about to fight back, a terrifying sword light rushed towards his cheek.

"Rollback."

Ziyang said with a cold face.

Time quickly turned back, and soon returned to the moment when Zhang Ang dismissed Zhao Ye and the others and looked at him coldly.

It's just that no one noticed that Ziyang's purple hair and a strand of hair turned white.

Reversing time and space, consuming life.

"Today, You ,..."

"You will die."

Ziyang shouted, and the strength of his whole body surged wildly, turning into a purple sword and rushing towards Zhang Ang.

Feeling the tremor of the air and the riot of the airflow, Zhang Ang didn't frown, but just raised the long sword in his hand slightly.

"Huh..."

One gear, one gear.

The purple sword mang, along with Ziyang inside, was easily inhabited by him.

The two long swords, one real and one imaginary, pressed together, making a piercing crashing sound.

"Ziyang, sure enough, it's you, the god of war Ziyang, reversing time and space, invincible in the world..."

Zhang Ang chuckled, his hand holding the sword was already trembling.

Ziyang also broke out in a cold sweat, he couldn't believe that Zhang Ang's strength would be so strong, it was too strong, and he was not an opponent at all in terms of strength.

"You're not bad either."

Taking a step back, Ziyang's long sword flew, and one after another sword qi was slashed out by him in various postures, and he rushed towards Zhang Ang at a tricky angle.

Since you can't win in strength, let's compete in skill.

Ziyang has an absolute certainty of victory.

Without him, because he is the god of war in the hearts of mankind.

The undefeated god of war who has fought hundreds and thousands of times,

"Compared with swordsmanship, hehe, I'm afraid you don't know what I've been doing for the past 20 years, compare swords, you don't deserve it!"

Zhang Ang looked at the thousands of sword qi contemptuously and was indifferent.