It was a standing wolf, two meters tall and strong in body. On Wang Lang's shoulder was a claw that looked a bit like a human hand.

His eyes were scarlet, his mouth was open, and he was panting. His sharp teeth emitted a faint cold light under the moonlight, and there was an extremely long and ferocious wound on his chest.

“wang, helpme!”

The giant wolf spoke, his voice was very low, and it also caused a lot of pain.

When Wang Lang heard the sound, he looked at the scar on the werewolf's chest again, "sam?"

The werewolf nodded.

"What are you doing when you ran far away to our country?" Wang Lang asked frowned.

Sam trembled all over in pain, and did not answer Wang Lang's question, but spoke in pain, "helpme!"

As he spoke, he fell to his head. Wang Lang looked down and saw a wound on his back that ran through the entire back. The flesh was overturned, and the blood had dyed the fur on his back red. The wound was deep and bones could be seen.

Wang Lang kicked her twice, but there was no reaction. He was about to carry Sam away.

A voice suddenly came, "Who are you?"

Wang Lang looked back and saw two women standing behind him, with wet hair and swords in his hands.

The two girls were stunned when they saw Wang Lang's face.

"Senior Brother? Why are you here?" Dongfang Qianqian said with his head down.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Something is wrong." He asked knowingly, "Why are you here? Haven't the Emei Sect all left?"

"My master and the others are back first. Let's play for a few more days, but we have to go back before them." Dongfang Qianqian said.

"Then you guys play, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Wang Lang carried Sam and left.

The two girls no longer had the interest in continuing to take a bath and followed behind.

The girl next to Dongfang Qianqian lowered her voice and said, "Senior Sister, we wouldn't be seen by the Black Dragon King when we took a shower just now, right?"

"No." Dongfang Qianqian forced herself to comfort herself, but the blush on her face betrayed her.

"But you can definitely see the place where the Black Dragon King stands. Oh, I was so embarrassed that I was actually seen taking a shower by the Black Dragon King." The girl next to Dongfang Qianqian covered her face.

Dongfang Qianqian forced his explanation for Wang Lang, "Senior Brother Wang Lang is a gentleman, so he won't peek. Didn't you see what he is carrying? He must have no time to take care of us just now."

Wang Lang, who was walking in front, grinned.

As he walked, Wang Lang's nose suddenly began to suck, and kept smelling it. He turned around and looked at the two women behind him, "Do you smell anything?"

The two women shook their heads.

Wang Lang's ears moved, "Follow me and go quickly."

Just as he reached the intersection of the two mountains, Wang Lang suddenly stopped.

The trees around were clamoring, and Wang Lang glanced at him, and more than 20 people were crawling on the trees around him.

"Wang, I'm glad to see you here." A difficult Chinese voice came from the side.

A foreigner walked out, holding a cane in his hand, wearing a dress, his blond hair was naturally curled, and he was tied to the back of his head, with a pale complexion.

Wang Lang stared at the man, "Yilil? What are you doing when you run to our country?"

Eril spread his hands, "My dear king, what era is now? I come to your country without touching the law, and there is no provision that we cannot enter your country."

"You forgot the rules set by your ancestors?" Wang Lang said in a deep voice.

Yilier continued to spread his hands, "The ancestors have disappeared for two thousand years and have died long ago. Don't you often say a word? Rules are set by people, and of course they are also changed. I listened to you and changed the rules, can't it be possible?"

Wang Lang stared at Yilier and glanced at the people on the tree. Half of them were foreigners, and the rest were disciples of various sects who came to participate in the martial arts conference. "Where is Magnas?"

"I don't know, the prince only asked me to come here. After coming, others were not here, and I don't know where he went." Ilier leaned on crutches with both hands.

"Are you going to stop me?"

"I want to kill him." Yilier pointed the crutch in his hand at the werewolf on Wang Lang's shoulder.

"You know me." Wang Lang stared at Yilier.

Ilier took a step back, and the vampires on the tree jumped down one after another and surrounded Wang Lang.

"Is it the note you passed on that made me come here?" Wang Lang drew his sword.

Yilier raised his eyebrows, "Yes, I only realized when I came here that magical man was your master. No wonder you could make the whole world restless in the underground world. It turns out that there is such a strong master."

"Where is my master?" Wang Lang's ferocious dragon sword in his hand was shining with a cold light.

Eril closed his eyes, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and took a deep breath, "His blood is the best blood I have ever drunk in hundreds of years."

Wang Lang put down the werewolf on his back, "Where is my master?"

"I don't know, that person is too strong. At that time, six princes woke up and barely controlled him. Prince Magnus was seriously injured. Later, he ran away, and no one knew where he went. Everyone in the family was looking for it. That wonderful blood really makes people linger." Ilir smiled, the smiling face under the moonlight was so white that it was terrifying.

Wang Lang's hand holding the knife tightened and tightened.

"Wang, I came here and sucked a lot of people's blood. I realized that the blood shit I used to drink was not counted." Yilier closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I can feel the power flowing in their blood. Wang, you have blood, do you know how many tribe members wanted to drink your blood at that time?" Yilier stared at Wang Lang and swallowed, as if he was looking at a prey.

Wang Lang jumped with a knife and slashed down at Ilier with a sword.

With a clang, the stones on the sole of Yilier's feet were divided into two, and Yilier's figure dodged Wang Lang's sword.

Bang!

Ilier snapped his fingers.

A group of people around rushed over, Wang Lang slashed one by one, all of them were split into two, and few of them could fight, and they were all unpaid.

Dongfang Qianqian and her junior sister waved their swords back to back to fight each other, and Dongfang Qianqian's kung fu was obviously better.

Wang Lang rushed towards Yilier while chopping. When he got an opportunity, Wang Lang was just a knife.

Yilier flashed and barely avoided Wang Lang's knife.

The figure flashed a few times, and Yilier hid in other places, looked at the neatly cut clothes, looked up at Wang Lang, and licked his lips greedily.

Wang Lang slashed a few more live, and threw out five black cards with his own hands. Yilier pointed the crutch in his hand a few dazzled times. The black card returned the same way, but the crutch was still shaking.

The returned black card was pushed by Wang Lang's dragon sword, and penetrated the hearts of the five people in one direction. The five people died suddenly.

There are only six people left. They were assimilated by vampires instead of zombies, and they still had normal thinking ability. The six people dared not go on. Wang Lang's combat power is obvious to all. The twenty-two Wang Lang lies down and killed at least fifteen of them.

Eril spread his hands, "Sounbelievable! You can actually fight better than before, I have to leave, see you!"

"Fuck!" Wang Lang shouted softly and was about to chase him.

Iliar, who had just soared into the sky, was stepped on his face by a man.
Chapter completed!