Reaching the threshold of the God of War, Zhang Er had a feeling of loss.

It seems that the world has become clear, and there are many fogs that could not be seen through before, but they have become very clear, and even within reach.

Zhang Er grabbed the void, and suddenly in the palm of his hand, a gray ball of light floated.

He had noticed this thing before, but he never knew what it was, and this promotion was all due to him.

"What are you? And when did it exist? Zhang Er looked at it and asked softly.

But after a long time, there was no response, and he shook his head and no longer thought, but withdrew the gray light cluster.

Now Zhang Er's strength is infinitely close to the God of War level, and it seems that he is only missing a kick in the door, but this kick is like a chasm.

It's not a retreat to absorb the holy water of the Heavenly Pool, and you can break through with this thing.

He lacks an opportunity, an opportunity for the demon race to fuse demons, and an opportunity for the gods to merge with the godhead.

Either of these two can be used, and you can reach that once unattainable realm.

"At the moment, only the Godhead has a chance to obtain...", Zhang Er looked out the window and narrowed his eyes.

Kill the god and rob his godhead... Only in this way can he perfectly enter the realm of the God of War.

Smelt the godhead of others for your own use.

Then the Guling region is going to go now, where according to Harcao, there have been many gods since ancient times, not only the goddess of nature and the god of the earth that they worshipped.

There are other gods, then these gods are his targets.

"Soon, everything will be a foregone conclusion... Everything is under my control", he muttered as he stood up, the pool below had long since dried up.

As early as last week, Zhang Er had the afternoon tea stop supplying Tianchi water, because he felt that his body could no longer move forward and had reached its limit.

A gentle flow of air rose from him, turning into two large invisible hands, and the void pushed open the latch.

Zhang Er had a realization, and the few abilities he had obtained in An now seemed to be definitely the most powerful abilities.

Piercing through the wall, so that the current Zhang Er can avoid most of the damage, and even the knife and axe can pass through.

Void fetching, there is no limit for a long time, the distance is a kilometer, Zhang Er can pinch and explode the peak.

And the resurgence and space backpack are even more terrifying.

The time of the resurgence has been tested by him now, and it can be done in ten seconds, what a terrifying power it is, and the ability to make Zhang Er always invincible.

The capacity in the space backpack is comparable to two or three football fields.

And the listening to everything he got at the beginning allowed Zhang Er to walk unhindered in this world, every grass and tree, every thing and every wind, he could understand the meaning.

With just one thought, you can listen to the words of all life within a radius of a hundred miles, and you can observe the movements of the enemy a hundred miles away, and this ability has reached the current level.

It has become a power that a true god can control.

If he completely reached the God of War, Zhang Er didn't dare to imagine that there was a higher God Lord.

It was estimated that Ling Tianjun also had the same strength as him, and the resurgence time might be as easy as a gentle wave of his hand for him.

At that time, it would all be very simple, and now Zhang Er understood why that Ling Tianjun would tell him too early.

It's a little too early, he came earlier than any of his previous selves, and the difference in strength is too much, maybe those have become the god of war.

He has the power to change everything directly, and he needs to start over, to talk, to trade, to plunder.

The butterfly mark on his neck was gently stroked by him, and it suddenly lit up with a layer of fluorescence.

Zhang Er's body suddenly became clear, and soon became a transparent butterfly, flying out along the open door.

Flying over the palace of the Winged Terrans, flying high into the air and overlooking everything below, these seven years were just like a day for him, and for those Winged Terrans.

But it is the day of the rise, the prosperous streets, the talking winged people, everyone's face is no longer visible, and the fear of the future is full of hope.

Slowly walked towards the pace of the largest clan in the southern region of the Heavenly Domain.

"Afternoon tea, come to see me", Zhang Er landed on the roof above the palace, becoming a human body again, he looked at the familiar tribe, and his eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

Maybe if they go on like this for a thousand years, after the invasion of the demons, they will become what Zhang Er did when he first arrived, the powerful winged human race.

After a while, afternoon tea came to Zhang Er's back and slowly squatted.

"Lord, you're out of the customs"

Zhang Er nodded, and said in a deep voice: "It's almost now, you can inform the other demigods that they are ready to fly to the upper realm, and I will be among you as an unimportant person."

Afternoon Cha's eyes showed a hot color, and now the Winged Terran has been peaceful and has become the most powerful race in the southern region.

He didn't have any worries at all, but nodded vigorously and left the rooftop.

"Guling Region", Zhang Er raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes were full of memories of the Evenki people, which was his only home in this world.

Although it was short, there was his mother there, and there was his place.

"Afternoon tea! Are you sure! You can prepare", Long Le showed excitement, he didn't have much thought about the tribe at all, and the whole person was actually more eager to soar.

If it weren't for the sudden baptism of natural disasters that the tribe had suffered seven years ago, he wouldn't have become so emaciated, and he hadn't even recovered a little until now.

But when I heard the words of afternoon tea, I instantly came to the spirit.

"We have become the closest clan between us, and I believe that it is the best result for you and me to ascend together."

"When we return as real gods, the entire heavenly realm will be the world of you and me", said with a very serious attitude after a word of afternoon tea.

"Haha! Right, right! When the time comes, even if they are in the north, there will be two people."

"We are also fighting for the branch hall! It's a big deal that when you succeed in ascending to the upper realm, kill those two people! ”

"You and I are brothers of the same heart!" , Long Le was even more confident when he heard his words.

After all, the Snow God Clan and the Ice and Snow Clan are not like the two of them, although they are independent, their relationship is not good.

Just provoke it, as long as the ascension is successful, aren't these two people the souls of the two of them, after all, only two gods in the Heavenly Domain are enough.

"When the time comes, my Oolong Clan will give up the southern region! You and I are half each! Long Le said as he spoke, as if he had seen the ending, and smiled excitedly.

"Be brothers! In the heart! Afternoon Tea and Long Le said in unison, and then their fists collided together.

If there was no Zhang Er, maybe Wucha would not have the desire to make the Oolong clan disappear in his life, but now it is very different.

With Zhang Er's existence, he is equivalent to having a supportive master, and in the past seven years, he has long forgotten that sentence, the Winged Human Race cannot be a single family...

And Afternoon Cha's heart is now full of inflated desires, and he even wants to kill everyone on the way to ascension.

Let the entire Celestial Realm become the territory of the Winged Terrans.

A few weeks later, the four demigods of their Heavenly Domain gathered together in the central region, where there was no existence of Shenli Canyon.

And the successful depiction of the magic circle is in the very center of the continent.

They all stood in the center of the circle, looking at the golden light slowly coming from the sky, and everyone's eyes were full of heat.

The road to becoming a god is what everyone is looking forward to, but there is a difference, that is, afternoon tea.

His desire had already been inflated, and the moment he saw Jin Mang's whereabouts, he laughed uncontrollably, that was the way to the future.

It is also the light that dominates the heavens, and there is a transparent butterfly lying on his shoulder, no one notices that it is the existence of Zhang Er's alienation.

Everyone's eyes are different.

It is the Oolong Clan, the expectation in the eyes of Long Le, and the heavy trance in the eyes of the Snow God Clan and the Ice and Snow Clan.

But there is only one person who is Afternoon Cha, and the greed hidden in his eyes flashes irrepressibly.

The golden light shrouded the four people's bodies, forming an upward breeze, and disappeared into the magic circle in only a moment.

And the reappearance is already in the void.

It is a trial of demigod ascension.

In the pitch-black space, everyone lost their bearings, and let the breeze carry them in.

Only Zhang Er's eyes were slightly condensed, and he saw his familiar figure.

It was the form of the god lord, slowly condensed from the darkness, and he turned to look soft.

There was a smile on the four people, as if he saw his child trying to climb, but then he was suddenly stunned.

His gaze passed through the bodies of the four people and fell on Zhang Er, who had turned into a butterfly, for only a moment.

The huge coercion fell instantly, and after a moment of afternoon tea, he felt that the gaze of the god lord seemed to be as if thousands of swords were falling at the same time, and blood flowed out of the seven orifices in an instant.

Zhang Er's butterfly wings slowly spread, and no one noticed it at this moment, and there was actually one more person.

The other three all showed the light of hope on their faces, and slowly pushed behind the god lord with the breeze, and disappeared, only the afternoon tea remained.

"Lord! What to do! He saw that the other three people did not feel any discomfort at all, and they had passed through or even left without any hindrance.

"Are you scared?" , Zhang Er's calm voice didn't seem to be afraid at all.

The figure quickly shifted from the butterfly, and one hand grabbed out, and this hand was against the coercion of the god lord, and there was a faint feeling of overshadowing.

Then Zhang Er's body condensed and stood in front of Afternoon Cha.

"Go ahead, remember to wait for me outside"

Afternoon Tea nodded hurriedly and left the void with the breeze, while Zhang Er sneered.

It was him last time, and this time Zhang Er had already prepared, and the Divine Lord Phantom really didn't know.

Through the absorption of the demons, can it be turned into his own power?

"This time, I won't crush you, I'm going to eat you"