"You're not a little daring!"

Just as he was taking down the last head, a figure suddenly appeared beside Zhang Chu, looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Chu got up and asked quietly. His heart was so shocked that he didn't even notice how this person appeared. This person seems to be hiding in the dark, and he can't see his body and appearance clearly.

"You're not a Wingman, are you?" the man asked.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Chu shouted in a low voice.

The man said: "Help me kill the Holy Son of the Winged Human Race, everything here is yours......!

"What do you mean?" Zhang Chu asked, constantly guessing in his heart what the identity of this person was.

"Follow me!"

The man said no more, but turned and walked away.

Walking around, Zhang Chu saw some eyebrows. This person should be from the Void Race! As for which race of the Void Race, Zhang Chu was not sure.

Regarding the information about the Void Clan, Zhang Chu only learned about it after hearing Zhen Yuanzi mention it. This race is huge, and if you want to subdivide it, there are more than a dozen branches. The strongest Void Clan is none other than the Chaos Clan, and the Chaos Beast can devour space!Secondly, there are also races such as the Purple Gold Rat and the Sky Sparrow that can travel through space.

Today's Cloud Desolate World has gathered thousands of races, not to mention Zhang Chu, even an old demon like the Winged Snake Demon King who has been in this world for nearly 10,000 years may not be able to tell all the races clearly.

I couldn't guess what the identity of the other party was, but Zhang Chu felt that this person should have an enmity with the Winged Human Clan, and it was not a small feud.

"Ahead is the place where the Son of the Winged Terran lives. A month ago, he had gone to the Bright Clan, probably seeking help from the Bright Clan. But later, the two of them joined forces and were defeated in the territory of a small race, so the Winged Saint Son rushed back half a month ago. I'm afraid the reason why you came to Winged Man City is because of this news, right?" the man said lightly.

"Well, the treasure trove of this great race, I'm afraid there is no shortage of good things. Zhang Chu responded with a wicked smile. He vaguely felt that this person might have misunderstood his identity, and nine times out of ten, he regarded him as a robber while the fire was burning!

Although this meaning is different, Zhang Chu did come to take advantage of the fire to rob.

"Help me kill the Winged Son, and I'll help you find their treasure trove!" the man whispered.

"What's the credentials? I still don't know your identity!"

Zhang Chu is not a fool, how can he trust a stranger because of a few words? But he wants to know the identity of this person!

The man was silent for a moment, and his figure was revealed, and he was also a winged man with two wings on his back. I saw him say lightly: "The Winged Human Race is actually a Void Race, but the Void Bloodline is hidden, not everyone can awaken, only one person in each generation will awaken the Void Bloodline...... The void bloodline of this Winged Man Saint Son was drawn from my body!"

"Is this the case?" Zhang Chu was shocked, this kind of stealing other people's bloodline is not uncommon, but the same clan is ...... How did the Winged Son do it?

"He is the son of the previous generation of saints, that is, the son of the patriarch of this generation of winged people, he is very talented, but he has no void bloodline. The old ancestor had set a rule, you can't become a patriarch without a void bloodline!" The tone was still cold, but Zhang Chu clearly felt that the other party's mood was not as cold as he appeared.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Zhang Chu didn't say anything more.

"Well, I'll lure him out, and then I'll trap him, but it won't be long, and I hope you'll kill him with one blow. As long as he's dead, the other wingmen ...... At that time, you will kill all the Wingmen, and as for the resources they have accumulated over the years, they will all be yours!" the mysterious Wingman whispered, a flash of resentment in his eyes.

This hatred is obviously not limited to one person anymore!

"Good!"

Zhang Chu nodded.

The one said no more, and dived into the shadows, as if he had disappeared.

"Who?"

After a while, there was a loud shout from the place where the Winged Man Holy Son lived, and then a figure rushed out.

Not long ago, the Winged Man Holy Son annoyed the Saint of the Bright Clan because of the Demon City, and he was also afraid that the fall of the Winged Man Clan would make the Wingman City unstable, so he hurried over. He planned to wait for the clan's support to arrive, and then go to conquer the demon city.

At that time, even if there is no help from the Bright Clan, the Kunpeng Clan will not necessarily intervene, after all, thousands of winged people were killed and injured in the last battle.

However, he never imagined that someone would sneak into his place of residence.

Is this someone who thinks that the Winged Terran has suffered heavy losses and is easy to bully?

The Holy Son of the Winged Human Race was furious, his speed was extremely fast, and his figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, as if he had entered another space to walk, and his speed was terrifying.

"This is the innate supernatural power of the Void Bloodline? It's terrifying, this speed is not slower than mine! If you encounter an irresistible attack, you can even hide in the dimensional space...... If it weren't for that guy, this Winged Man Saint Son alone would be difficult, let alone robbing them of the resources in their treasure trove!"

Zhang Chu hid below, shocked in his heart.

The movement of the Winged Man Holy Son was too great, and it instantly woke up this Wingman City. Hundreds of figures rose into the air.

"Buzz!"

The space shook violently, as if it had frozen, and all the wingmen stood in the void in a daze, unable to move at all.

"Do it!"

In midair, the voice of the mysterious wingman exploded.

"Kill!"

Zhang Chu shouted, and the red dragon spear appeared in his hand. Without thinking about it for a moment, he rushed to the Winged Man Holy Son at a speed of almost light, and directly stabbed the Red Dragon Spear into it.

"Poof!"

The spear entered the flesh, frantically absorbing the power in the body of the Winged Man Holy Son.

"Ahhhhh......h

The Winged Man Holy Son was in pain and screamed again and again. Bursts of light emanated from his body, and strange rays of light rippled out. Then, his body was able to move, and he raised his hand and slammed a palm on Zhang Chu's chest.

Zhang Chu flew out upside down, and the blow was very terrifying, making Zhang Chu vomit blood. But the ability of the third layer of the Mountains and Seas Sutra also made his injuries not very serious.

"Die!"

At this moment, a sword suddenly appeared and swung down!

The huge head of the Winged Man Son rose to the sky.

A generation of masterpieces has fallen!

"It's a pity, if you can kill this Winged Man Holy Son, you should be able to get a lot of experience points!Moreover, if the Red Dragon Spear can also absorb the Void Bloodline, maybe there will be some changes, right?" Zhang Chu sighed lightly, he didn't expect that mysterious Wingman to make a move at this critical time.

"Huijie, are you crazy, and you actually killed the Holy Son with outsiders?" the nearest wingman pointed at the mysterious wingman with an incredulous face.

"You ...... I can't leave!"

Wingman Huijie didn't answer the other party's question, and his cold and murderous eyes swept towards the other wingmen who stayed in mid-air.

"Do it!"

Winged Man Huijie spread his hands and pressed down sharply. In an instant, the space in this area seemed to freeze.

"Good!"

Zhang Chu's face was overjoyed, how could he refuse this kind of thing of sending people's heads to the door? Isn't the most important thing now to improve his strength?

"+1 XP!"

"+1 XP!"

"+1 XP!"

"+1 XP!"

......

A series of beeps to increase experience are heard as heads fall.

"Poof......

As the last head was cut off, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of that Huijie's mouth, and it was obvious that imprisoning so many winged people was indeed not something he could afford.