Zhang Er's eyes flashed with the evil charm belonging to the demon clan, and with his palm as a claw, he slashed violently, and the coercion belonging to the god lord exploded.

Then he only looked at Zhang Er, his figure flickered, and with a wave of his left hand, the cyan sword appeared out of thin air.

In just an instant, it was divided into thousands, forming a sword formation in the sky like a Taiji diagram, and it was a fierce sword qi circling wildly.

The sword in his right hand pointed at the void a little, and the long sword transformed by the ten thousand cyan aura in the sky was like a storm sweeping down.

It was the sword that rained down, hanging all over the dark void, and there was a burst of sword qi breaking through the air, and the sound was deafening.

This move belongs to Wu Ma Qianzhi, and Zhang Er doesn't know why he can learn this move just by memory.

After seven years, he honed his skills.

This method of sword formation is completely familiar, and it is impossible to see whether people move with the sword or the sword rain is speeding with the people.

In the darkness, bursts of crystal clear sword light instantly swept through.

Like a downpour, the pear blossom needles flew apart.

There was only one person, holding the Ling Tian Sword in front of the Divine Lord, all of this happened extremely fast, it seemed that in less than a breath, Zhang Er had already completed all the deployments.

"Smash the Sky!" , the three-character exit, turned into a flash of brilliance, and the sword rain behind him then arrived.

The sound of the metal impact of the jingling bell was endless, and more of it was the shield of the Divine Lord's phantom, slowly cracking through several cracks until it was covered with cracks.

The corners of Zhang Er's mouth rose slightly, and the Ling Tian Sword in his hand shrank to the extreme brilliance in an instant, the so-called sword light was three feet, and the sword body was three feet.

But it wasn't until now that Zhang Er could understand that everything is not only big to cause harm.

Bringing all the power together in one place, this level of destructive power can be hundreds of times greater than before.

The brilliance flickered, one, two, three.

Until the cracked golden mang exploded, revealing the frightened face of the god lord inside, Zhang Er flashed and appeared, a sword cut through the neck of the god lord, and slowly, slowly a clearly visible crack appeared.

"The Divine Lord's Phantom, that's it"

Zhang Er's left hand turned into a claw and grabbed it on the phantom's chest, and the surging suction force began to emanate the demon clan's exercises along his palm.

Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill!

The power to forcibly absorb the enemy's power and be fused into one is the ability that belongs to Zuo Qiang.

The tattoo on the back of his hand that belonged to Zuo Qiang began to flicker, as if he opened his big mouth to absorb it together, only to see the phantom that belonged to the Protoss, and he became more and more depressed.

It wasn't until he disappeared that Zhang Er showed a cruel smile.

"You'll have to wait for me to come."

He looked at the little light that came out of the darkness, flashed and disappeared here, and reappeared as a crystal clear butterfly, slowly lying on the shoulder of Afternoon Cha.

He had to digest it, this belonged to the Divine Lord, the uncontrollable power from above.

The location where the four people arrived was the location in the extreme north of the Guling region.

At this time, thousands of years ago, this area was still full of magical beasts, and from time to time you could still see pedestrians hurrying.

Everything was very lively, there was no loneliness after a thousand years, and there was no place of trial forcibly detained after the appearance of the divine path, everything was still normal.

"Afternoon tea! We're here! Now all you need to do is go to the Ascension Platform in this world! ”

"Exercise! With the approval of the gods, we can become true gods! Long Le showed his joy, but turned his head to look at the two demigods of the Ice and Snow Clan.

A hint of murderous intent was hidden.

"Wait a minute, at least see what the so-called ascension platform is here", afternoon tea interrupted Long Le's intentions.

Zhang Er fell into a coma because the power of the god lord was indeed huge, although it was only a phantom combat power that was not very strong, but the power of the gods contained in it was simply terrifying.

Before falling asleep, Zhang Er specially reminded them to make other preparations after at least all of them arrived at the place.

And in a strange world, you need help.

"I need to sleep, at least... Now it's like this."

The man of the Ice Clan, named Douke, has a perennial frost hovering all over his body, and his face is emaciated, like a person who has been sick for a long time.

The Ice Demon Clan is the only woman among them, her face is as cold as ice, although she is not ugly, she can't be called a beauty, and her round goose egg face looks a little cute.

Because of Long Le's suggestion, they started preparing a long time ago.

This time, the ascension path is aimed at the ascension platform in the center of the ancient tomb region, although it is not familiar.

But there were maps left by the gods in the tribe before, which were used to ascend and search.

It's not too hard, it's like going to a unit and needing certification, they just want to become gods, let the god give them a certification, and they can get godhead.

Becoming a true god seems very simple, but it is.

It's just that after arriving at the ascension platform, he accepts a spiritual test.

"Your name is afternoon tea, my name is Jasmine", the woman of the Ice Demon Clan, bowed gently in front of him very politely.

"I've heard for a long time that the demigod of the Winged Human Race is a tribe and is an upright person, and it's really the case today."

"Just the smell of your body makes you feel very comfortable."

Long Le was stunned, and he was a little unsure.

Who can't see this, what about the relationship, at least they need to be their own companions along the way, if anyone has bad intentions, let alone become a god, the heavens can't go back.

Wucha nodded, "The demigod of the Ice Demon Clan is also as beautiful as a fairy, it is better to see each other today if I hear about it as soon as possible."

"Let's go together and be each other's company"

Jasmine nodded with a smile.

"That's right! After all, this place is just a few of us in the same area, of course we have to take care of each other! Long Le said with a smile.

Only the men of the Ice Clan over there have always been silent.

It seems that the moment he appeared in the ancient tomb just now, he had already observed the killing intent in Long Le's eyes, but he didn't know who it was.

It's unlikely that the Winged Terran will have a noon tea, after all, these two tribes have been spreading in the past few years.

It's a very good relationship, is it the Ice Demon Clan, but why would she make friends... Then there is only one goal left.

Douke sneered, took a few steps back, turned around and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Won't he set off with the three of them and treat everyone as a fool?

Two tribes that have been friends for many years, plus a hot face past, then they are left with themselves, and they are all people who have lived for thousands of years.

Who still doesn't know who, the winged human race seems to be honest and honest, but it skillfully seized seventy percent of the territory of the oolong clan.

Who doesn't know, is Long Le really willing? Isn't there really a secret murderous intention?

To be with them is to seek death.

"Him?" Jasmine looked puzzled in the direction where the bean guest disappeared.

"I guess I have my own strategy and don't want to be with us", Afternoon Tea squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.

Although the plan this time is perfect, no one is a fool, if it weren't for Zhang Er's support behind him.

Even if Long Le greets him with a smile every day on weekdays, he will not follow him to this kind of place.

It can be said that these four people, each with a ghost, everyone is speculating and premeditating, but no one shows it, only Douke knows that he will leave.

"Then ignore him, you will meet him when you reach the Ascension Platform anyway, and if you leave, you will bear the battle along the way", Long Le said indifferently.

When dusk fell, the three of them sat by the lake in the center of the ancient tomb area, ready to discuss here.

Looking around and interrogating, all the residents here don't know what the so-called ascension platform is, and even the gods are just beliefs.

"The ancient books of our clan once said that before arriving at the Ascension Platform, you will definitely experience three calamities and five tribulations"

"But I don't know exactly what the three calamities and five calamities of becoming a god are...", Jasmine shook her head, a little confused.

She flipped through and flipped through the ancient books in the clan, but she never found a clue.

"There are also in my clan", Long Le looked at the lake and said softly, "But there are no three calamities and five calamities as you said"

"It's just a description of the route, and after reaching the ascension platform, you have to go through the trial of the gods."

Afternoon Tea thought thoughtfully, and then said, "Did you bring a map?" ”

The two were stunned, then pulled out two palm-sized maps from their pockets.

After thinking about it, Afternoon Tea also took out a piece from his pocket, and the three were fused together, which could be clearly seen in the center of the map.

There is a sign of a palace, and there is more than one piece missing.

It's three pieces.

This shows that they are not the only races that have the power to ascend.

But the most important thing is in the hands of their tribe.

The three of them looked at the location in the center of the map, all remembered something, and instantly flew high into the air, looking around at everything around them.

The mountains and rivers are intended, the palace is ethereal, and there is no way to find it.

"Is there a possibility, we don't need to look for the ascension platform?"

"But after entering the upper realm, as long as you carve the magic circle, you can summon the ascension platform?!" , Long Le said suddenly.

His words are like stones that stir up a splash, which explains why the location on the map does not exist at all.

There is also nowhere to look for reasons.

Afternoon Tea nodded, but it was getting late, and the three of them decided to try it out early tomorrow morning.

After all, Zhang Er has not woken up yet, and Afternoon Tea has no confidence.

He hoped that Zhang Er would help him do all this, after all, he was a slave...

Early the next morning.

After the three of them finished depicting the magic circle, they all looked nervous, and no one knew if this conjecture could be realized.

But he has already reached the Guling region, and no one wants to give up.

At the moment when the circle lit up, a light shot straight into the sky, the eyes of the three of them flashed with surprise, and a figure slowly fell from the sky.

This person is not green, black or black, with an obscure face, eight feet tall, and a barefoot body.

The eyes flickered, like a double lamp at the bottom of the stove, and the corners of the mouth were forked, just like a slaughterer's fire bowl.

Red-haired, messy, arms swinging as if there were no bones, until his eyes flickered and he looked at everyone.

Not like a god at all, but a demon crawling out of hell!