Chapter 1291: Kill with Maltreatment

That blood saint was seven feet tall, and his skin was blood-red. There were black engravings all over his body, and after he opened his wings, he was more than two hundred feet long. He had great power.

The four-wing blood saint saw that more than half of the immortal vampire half-saints practicing in the valley had been killed, and he yelled, "You're going to die for killing so many half saints!"

It would take a lot of resources to cultivate a half saint.

Dozens of half saints being killed meant a large group of backbone beings was annihilated. Any power would be crazed.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and said, "I've killed more than one immortal vampire saint, not to mention some half saints."

"Do you dare tell me your name?"

The power of the four-wing blood saint was nothing against Zhang Ruochen's. He couldn't even see the face of Zhang Ruochen, and he didn't know who he was.