"Is it unacceptable?" , Zhang Er looked at the slowly calming waves and took a sip of wine.

"En", Wu Ma Qianzhi nodded, although he admired the man in front of him, not to mention his sympathy for the swordsman.

Every sword-wielding man is lonely in his heart, and perhaps only when he moves the sword, can he detect it.

That touch of sword intent is hidden in the loneliness and loneliness.

"Then what if, I will stand on the side of your demons and help you kill the god master?" , Zhang Er's words made Wu Ma Qian stunned, and even felt a little flustered.

"You? Are you kidding me", Wu Ma Qianzhi shook his head, obviously not paying attention to Zhang Er's words, and even felt that it was impossible.

That Lord of the Demon Realm, he can't say that he can really kill the God Lord, just because he is a God of War who is similar to the seventh order in the Demon Realm? Don't talk about it.

Zhang Er didn't change, but said again: "I know you won't believe it, and I don't believe it either, to be honest, a long time ago, I always felt that the god was the master of all things."

"It is an unattainable existence, an existence that is looked up to by thousands of people and cannot be approached"

"But I've seen a man who... You can kill the god lord in an instant with every breath, but even this kind of existence has its own regrets."

"I don't want to follow his path, but to be the opposite of him, he follows the way of heaven, and I want to stand on top of my demeanor"

"Is it high, the admiration of tens of thousands of people may not be so strong, or it is possible, I can kill him alone", Zhang Er's words were categorical, and even Wu Ma Qianzhi could hear from his words, the ultimate killing intent.

It's a momentum that won't stop until the goal is reached, and it's something that can only be said by someone who gets into the horns of a bull and will never believe it.

"Then your goal is really far away, and what is not good to say is a dream of sitting in a well and watching the sky", Wu Ma Qianzhi did not stingy with his disdain at all.

"If that day comes, you'll know, have you seen Saint Seiya... No...", Zhang Er took another sip of wine, realizing that something was wrong with his brain.

Before leaving, he said to Wu Ma Qianzhi: "When that day comes, you will definitely give Zuo Qiang away, do you know my friend?"

Wu Ma Qianzhi looked at the back of Zhang Er leaving, and for some reason he had a feeling of trance.

I even feel that what he just said will definitely succeed, maybe it is his persistent attitude, or the sense of wind and magic that does not achieve the goal...

After a pause, Wu Ma Qianzhi shouted into the distance: "Ling Tianjun, if that day is really as you said, I will wait for you here with Zuo Qiang"

Zhang Er raised his hand, slowly swung it, rode the night beast and disappeared into the sky.

"Challenge, a war with the fantasy world", Zhang Er muttered as he looked at the blue sky.

"Tianjun, are we going back?" , Zhao Liang asked uncertainly.

"En", Zhang Er nodded, "Go to the Winged Terrans"

Above the sky, the footprints formed by the burning fire could be seen in the sky trampled by the night beasts, turning into a line of fire and shuttling through the sky.

The huge figure, accompanied by raging fire, fell on the palace of the Winged Terran, and all the clansmen fell into panic.

There were even a large number of Winged Terran warriors surrounding the place.

Only when Afternoon Tea stared at it and saw the figure on the terrifying night beast that he dispersed everyone and walked to the roof of the palace.

"Lord, you are back", this is the decision of the afternoon tea, and it is also the recognition of one's own identity.

"Well, how are you going now?" , Zhang Er walked down the body of the Xi Beast, and Zhao Liang also turned into a human body and followed behind Jiang Zhang Er.

Wucha lowered his head and said softly: "The two clans have been married, and seventy percent of the territories belonging to the Oolong clan have all belonged to the Winged Human Clan."

"Moreover, the rest of the small clans have also been driven away by the Winged Terrans"

Zhang Er nodded, "Very good, but don't forget, the pros and cons of the Winged Human Race being the dominant one"

"Prepare a room for me, I want to retreat"

After speaking, Zhang Er walked straight through the afternoon tea and came to the bottom of the palace, which was no different from the Winged Human Race in his memory.

It seems that the speed of afternoon tea is also relatively fast, after all, it is related to the strong decision of the entire tribe, so that such a loyal person has to secretly calculate his friends.

I guess he'll be secretly uncomfortable? Or joy.

"Heavenly Monarch, if you are in retreat, how long will it take? What am I going to do? Zhao Liang followed behind him and asked with some curiosity.

And Zhang Er looked at the familiar tribes, and the villages and towns that were being established below showed a look of reminiscence.

At the foot of the mountain before, there was a girl who took care of him for him...

Shaking his head, he said, "It can be as short as a few days, as long as years."

"I'm going to consolidate my power here, at least break through", Zhang Er looked at his palm, if he wanted to kill the Divine Lord, he had to at least get infinitely close.

At present, the Winged Humans are the best place, with a heavenly pool to improve their physique, where retreats can reach the Demon Melting Stage or God of War in a short period of time.

Only in this way will he dare to go to the area above the ancient tomb and pursue the god master, and he will have the strength to kill those people of the demon clan.

"Zhao Liang, you have to help me do something", Zhang Er looked into the distance and said in a deep voice.

"As long as you say it, I can do it!" , Zhao Liang had this confidence, and said and half-knelt behind Zhang Er.

Except for those gods of war, there is no one in this world who can help him.

"Go to the Land of Ten Thousand Souls, help me find a few people, and gather them all in the Wolf Howling Clan", Zhang Er grabbed the void, and ten portraits appeared in his hands.

It's Ann's sisters, including Ann.

At least the presence of Zhao Liang will make their demigod path very smooth.

"Remember, don't eat people anymore, and you're also a monster, I'm sure you can teach those orcs"

"Let them reach the realm of demigods in a hundred years, even if they start from scratch", Zhang Er looked at Zhao Liang and said, "I can trust you, right?"

Zhao Liang took a deep breath but thought of something again, raised his head and asked, "But Heavenly Monarch, there is a gap left by the Divine Lord between this Heavenly Domain and the Ten Thousand Spirits Earth."

"People of my strength can't enter at all."

Zhang Er took off the mask on his waist, and the portrait had to be given to Zhao Liang.

"I forcibly tore a crack open, and I can come and go with it"

"After all, there is someone in this world who will correct it, just like you will make me trust"

Zhao Liang took the mask and portrait in a daze, Zhang Er's words made him realize what is really powerful, if the world needs someone to correct it, if it is him.

Why didn't he follow with his life, and now he had given himself another task, which seemed very simple.

But is it really that simple, don't eat people, just teach new life, just a demigod...

Even if it is a barrier set up by the god master, he can tear a crack open by him alone, this kind of existence Zhao Liang did not dare to run away or leave.

He also thought seriously, this person seemed to be the master he had been looking for, one who could lead him to the altar.

Become the master of the true gods.

"Slave, Zhao Liang"

Thinking of this, Zhao Liang stretched out his left hand and tapped it his forehead.

"Swear allegiance to the death, Ling Tianjun, follow him for life!" , a drop of menstrual blood belonging to the Demon Beast Dacheng floated down his fingertips in front of Zhang Er.

As long as Zhang Er takes this drop of blood, they will form a real relationship, the kind of master-servant relationship that no one in the world can break up.

Zhang Er looked at the essence blood floating in front of him and smiled.

He really changed history, which they couldn't do before, and they gladly accepted it.

"Go, remember to wear a mask at all times, use my name, let them grow up, enough to protect themselves and their homeland"

Zhang Er left, leaving only Zhao Liang alone, holding the mask.

Slowly buckled on his face, at this moment he was Zhang Er's dead apostle, and he was Ling Tianjun's spokesperson.

Arriving at the enchantment area, Zhao Liang found the direction guided by the mask and passed through the enchantment and entered the land of all souls.

It is necessary to spread Ling Tianjun's songs all over the heavens and the earth, and with the task of the master, so that they can stand up.

"Lord, the water you want in the heavenly pool is ready."

"It will be replenished every day, from the entrance over there, to your room", Afternoon Tea knelt outside the door, whispered.

"Don't tell anyone about my existence, wait for me to get out"

"It's you who go to the upper realm and seek the day of ascension", Zhang Er sat in the water of Tianchi and slowly closed his eyes.

The setting sun flowed slowly, sweeping over the city walls, lingering over the entire Winged Terran area, and there was a man who was gathering strength to advance for a grand goal.

Although the clouds reach the end, the moonlight shines in the pool, a year, two years.

Three years and four years.

It wasn't until seven years later that Zhang Er slowly broke open his eyes, and there was a slow air flow circling around his body, the power of the God of War, which belonged to the highest combat power among the gods, was almost a little bit able to break through, but it was just a little bit close.

"How long has it been... I don't know, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"God of War, the once distant and unattainable existence turned out to be the current me"

"Thanks to the gray aura in my body, I can quickly pull up under the wrapping of Tianchi water... What is it? ”

"Where did I get it?" , Zhang Er shook his head, very puzzled.

During this period of cultivation, peeking into his body little by little, he saw a strange figure.

The gray one floated silently in his body like a ball of light, and there was no reaction to it even if he touched it or penetrated it.

It can increase its strength, let the Tianchi water integrate into the body, and when it is slowly raised, it begins its own movement, and a steady stream of power flies out of it.

With time, he integrated into Zhang Er's body and became a part of him, very confused, and didn't know what it was.

But there is no damage, it is the power of purity, a strange power, like the first chaos in nothingness...