The Road to Slaying God

Zhang Yang moved lightly without making any sound, and walked to the sofa. Liu An curled up on the sofa holding a pillow. The light from outside shone in through the glass door, as if a layer of mystery was cast on Liu An. The veil, that curvy body gently undulates, full of a youthful beauty...

Looking at this exquisite facial features, Zhang Yang felt heartache.

Time seemed to be frozen in this moment.

Liu An seemed to have a telepathy in his sleep. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Zhang Yang's warm face.

"Zhang Yang..." Liu An shouted softly, holding his arms on the sofa and trying to sit up.

"Go to sleep, I'm leaving soon." Zhang Yang gently pressed Liu An's soft body.

"About to leave?" Liu An was stunned.

"Um."

"Is there something urgent?"

"Yes." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Does Wang Yan know?"

"Know."

"Oh..." Liu An had a thousand words in her heart but didn't know where to start.

"I'm leaving, tell Wang Yan, you don't have to wait for me, no need." Zhang Yang stood up and walked to the glass door. He waved his hand gently, and the lock on the glass door made a slight "click" sound.

"Zhang Yang..." Liu An's voice was full of resentment.

"No need to wait."

Zhang Yang's voice was a little hoarse. When he came down from upstairs and saw the "Great Qin armor like clouds", he felt extremely depressed in his heart. The young man with long flowing hair was like a big mountain pressing down on him. on the shoulders.

…

In just a blink of an eye, the glass door was empty, and Zhang Yang's figure had disappeared without a trace. Looking at the empty glass door, the tears in Liu An's eyes rushed out like an uncontrollable gate.

The meaning behind Zhang Yang's words is very obvious. Since Wang Yan doesn't need to wait, then Liu An, let alone...

Zhang Yang was walking alone on a dark street, with long shadows, making him look extremely lonely.

The early morning in the provincial capital was very deserted. Scattered vehicles whizzed by on the streets. Occasionally, I encountered a few old people who got up very early and walked quietly on the streets.

Zhang Yang has been waiting to do something, has been waiting.

Now, he has no patience anymore. He feels that the great figure is getting closer and closer to him, getting closer...

The feeling was overwhelming.

Wang Hao!

Wang Hao!

Wang Hao!

An existence beyond the strong, a king of the world, a strong man with footprints and influence all over the world, a figure that everyone is looking forward to. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot surpass that mythical existence. He will live his whole life. Beneath that huge shadow...

Who will be the king?

Who is the real owner of "The Romance of Immortality"?

Zhang Yang felt the blood in his body boiling. Suddenly, his body ran wildly, just like a wisp of smoke passing through the air...

accelerate!

accelerate!

Speed ​​up!

Zhang Yang's body accelerated crazily, blowing a gust of wind, followed by countless fallen leaves. Slowly, more and more fallen leaves gathered into a long dragon winding on the road, and Zhang Yang was the leader.

"Whoosh..."

Zhang Yang's body flew into the air, and the giant dragon also rose into the sky, galloping away in the air, and soon disappeared into the vast void...

"Bang!"

"Ouch……"

It was an old man who was doing morning exercises. He happened to pass by Zhang Yang when he was flying into the air. The old man opened his mouth and looked at a young man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly flying away. He was stunned. However, his body Still walking forward as usual, he encountered a telephone pole.

"Wife, wife..."

"Um?"

"I saw someone flying..."

"This old man is here, but you are the only one who is great. Either he flies when he encounters a car or flies when he sees a person... Go to sleep..."

"..."

…

Just when the old man hung up the phone and sat alone on the steps of the green belt, stroking his bleeding head in a daze, a giant gray dragon snaked for dozens of miles over the highway leading from the provincial capital to City C. The momentum was majestic and majestic, and the dark clouds in the sky were stirred and rolled by this unparalleled momentum.

It was Zhang Yang running wildly in the air.

Now, he didn't want to wait any longer. There was no point in waiting for so long.

He was about to do something big that had been brewing for a long time.

This big thing was probably a suicidal act of flying into a flame, but he had to do it. He had no time. He couldn't wait until "The Long Road to Immortality" reached its highest level.

No time!

There is no time...

Women, power, and money are all nothing to him.

Zhang Yang's face in the sky was extremely ferocious. The huge energy field formed by "The Immortal Road" formed a vortex with Zhang Yang as the center. This vortex was like a devil in hell, swallowing everything that could be swallowed, and the stars became dim... …

"scold!"

Zhang Yang suddenly waved his hand, and a dazzling lightning flashed through the air. Zhang Yang's body also suddenly accelerated, turning into a void of light and shadow.

"Peng!" There was a loud noise, and in the square of Baiyun Building in City C, a figure fell heavily from the sky. With that figure as the center, the hard ground of the square was knocked into a half-meter-deep pit, and the concrete floor was tortuous. The cracks extend for tens of meters.

It's publicity.

With a blank expression on his face, Zhang Yang slowly walked into the headquarters of Baiyun Building. Under this building, there was a treasury that was extremely wealthy.

The Baiyun Building alarm sounded harshly, and countless security guards swarmed over. Obviously, the huge vibration alarmed the security guards who shook the building.

I believe that within ten minutes, the police from the city bureau will arrive.

Of course, this is not what Zhang Yang is worried about. The number of people is no longer important to him, not important anymore...

"Stop!" A middle-aged security guard with livid skin stood in front of Zhang Yang with a serious look.

"Zhang Yang."

"Mr. Zhang, although I know you, I have no right to let you enter Baiyun Building at this time. Please Mr. Zhang not to embarrass us."

"Give you five minutes to inform Chairman Lin that I want to see her!"

"Mr. Zhang..."

"Four minutes and fifty seconds left."

"Mr. Zhang."

"There are still four minutes and forty seconds." Zhang Yang looked at the watch on his wrist expressionlessly.

The middle-aged security guard touched the firearm in his waist, stared at Zhang Yang closely, and hesitated for a moment.

"There are still four minutes and twenty seconds." Zhang Yang seemed to have not seen his action of touching the gun.

"Wait a minute, I'll contact Chairman Lin, but I can't guarantee that she will meet you." The security guard finally gave in. It was obvious that Zhang Yang had no room for maneuver.

"Three minutes and fifty-five seconds left!"

"..."

The sweat on the security guard's forehead flowed down like a waterfall, and the air was extremely heavy and oppressive. He felt like he couldn't breathe.

The security guard didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately took a few steps back and took out a small tone-colored walkie-talkie.

"Director Lin..."

"Huh?" The voice on the intercom was very lazy, but it didn't seem impatient.

"Mr. Zhang, want to see you now?"

"Mr. Zhang! Who?"

"Mr. Zhang Yang, this is the one who came here last time..." The security guard glanced at Zhang Yang with lingering fear. Obviously, he still remembered what happened last time.

"...Well, take him to my office."

"yes."

…

"Mr. Zhang, Chairman Lin has agreed to meet with you, please!"

"Thanks."

Zhang Yang nodded and strode ahead. He was already very familiar with this place. He had fought with Yu Ji in this place and had seen it in the underground vault...

(To be continued)