The speed of the Martial God Realm and the Martial Saint are not at the same level at all, one is flying, and the other is teleporting.

Even with four people, after three breaths, everyone returned to Berlin, the capital of Germany.

The captain of the Faust regiment said goodbye and left, Albert showed a rare smile on his face but did not speak, although Arnold was excited, but he was silent, only Adolf opened his mouth and stopped talking.

"Say whatever you want. Zhang Ang smiled.

"I have so many questions that I don't know where to start. Adolf looked confused.

"Then I'll talk about it briefly. Zhang Ang thought for a while and said, "You can treat me as a passerby, like a traveler, come to a town, and after a short rest, you will rush to another town......"

"Are you going to shatter the void like the god of Duki?" Adolf was puzzled.

"Maybe, maybe it's a while. Zhang Ang said: "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

After a few more conversations, Zhang Ang took Albert and Arnold back to the small western-style building.

After a few words of advice to Albert and Arnold, Zhang Ang went directly to the second floor.

Zhang Ang felt that his current self was extremely powerful, and the space around his body seemed to have become fragile, and he could even break the void anytime and anywhere and go to some unknown world.

But he still resisted the desire to look at the parallel line, sat cross-legged, and fell asleep.

......

The white clouds are still rolling outside the Xuanwu Palace, and the inside of the Xuanwu Hall is still silent.

Zhang Ang walked all the way to the Xuanwu Monument and stroked his hand on it.

"Now, can I go back to Earth?"

The voice of the Xuanwu Monument was still cold and ruthless, but its answer was very clear.

"The realm is satisfied, and you can return. ”

......

[Ending 1]

The light of day was just right, and the news of the successful canonization of the gods of the Protector Martial Saint Matt spread throughout Germany overnight.

Every city in Germany has a big celebration, the biggest of which is Berlin.

The Charlottenburg Palace was full of lights, joyful music, and a full of friends, and the top leaders of the German National Socialist Party, envoys from various countries, and representatives of various martial arts forces gathered together to congratulate this mysterious and second Martial God Realm powerhouse in history.

In the expectation of countless people, Zhang Ang appeared in front of everyone, and behind him, followed by the tall and strong Arnold, and Albert, who was like a willow in the wind.

Everyone in the hall knelt down on one knee to pay homage to the god's mansion that walked on earth.

At this moment, a large bird flew in the sky in the distance, and landed outside the door of the banquet hall in a few breaths.

It was a very strange bird that no one had ever seen, it was black and white, with huge wings, a surprisingly long neck, and a bright red color on the top of its head.

But Zhang Ang recognized this bird at a glance, this was a red-crowned crane! a red-crowned crane of the martial saint level!

And on its back sat a gray-haired, very short old man.

The old man's clothing style is peculiar, very different from the continent of Europa, and his temperament is also very outstanding, fluttering like a fairy, but he doesn't look very powerful.

But Zhang Ang is now a martial god after all, and it can be seen at a glance that this old man is also a martial saint-level powerhouse, and he has reached the peak of the martial saint! It's just that his strength is more restrained and unnoticed.

Looking at the style of his clothes, could it be from the Eastern Continent?

Sure enough, the old man walked up to Zhang Ang, and after saluting, he took out a black scroll from his bosom and announced loudly: "I am a crane immortal, in the name of the first emperor of the Holy Qin Empire, I specially invite the new golden immortal of the Barbarian Continent to go to Yixu!"

He spoke an oriental language that the others in the hall couldn't understand, but Zhang Ang and Arnold did.

Of course, the First Emperor knew that this Barbarian Continent was referring to the Europa Continent? Could this new Golden Immortal be me? This Eastern Continent called the Martial God a Golden Immortal?

"You said that I am a Golden Immortal, so what is the rank of Your Majesty?" Zhang Ang asked directly.

"His Majesty the Emperor is Da Luo Jin Xian. The crane immortal said calmly.

"What is the difference between Da Luo Jin Immortal and Jin Xian?" Zhang Ang then asked.

"This ...... When you meet your majesty in our family, naturally everything is clear. The crane immortal said with a smile.

After hesitating for a while, and after giving a few more words to Adolf, Zhang Ang said to the crane immortal: "Then lead the way." ”

......

[Ending 2]

"I'm going back!"

Zhang Ang's homesickness could no longer be contained, and he decisively passed the request to the Xuanwu Monument.

In an instant, endless streamers shrouded Zhang Ang.

After a small period of vertigo, heaven and earth shifted.

Countless noises reached Zhang Ang's ears.

The honking of cars, the hum of motor vehicles, the shouting of the stereos in the mall, the whispers of pedestrians......

These familiar and unfamiliar voices came into Zhang Ang's ears one after another.

Then, reluctantly, Zhang Ang opened his eyes.

Rows of high-rise buildings, wide roads, cars and battery cars coming and going, pedestrians walking on the pedestrian streets......

There is no doubt that I have returned to Earth, to modern times, and is now standing on a street!

I'm finally back!

Zhang Ang couldn't wait to yell a few times.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, and I was ......

Zhang Ang lowered his head and saw that he was holding a soft and white little hand in his left hand.

This is......

Zhang Ang raised his gaze slightly, and although she was not very beautiful, a very gentle and lovely girl was looking at herself in puzzlement.

Zhang Ang only felt a little itchy in his throat, a little choked, and a little speechless.

This is Xiuxiu, this is the girl he has been dreaming of for hundreds of years, this is the girl he promised to take care of for the rest of his life.

The girl's mouth opened slightly, and her voice was puzzled: "Aang, what's wrong?

"I miss you. Zhang Ang replied to the question, and repeated again: "I miss you!"

Then he opened his arms and took the girl into his arms at once.

Although the girl was puzzled, she still gently buried her head in Zhang Ang's broad chest, and did not speak, just quietly enjoyed her boyfriend's gentle hug.

However, this precious warmth did not last long.

In the distance, there was a burst of exclamations.

Zhang Ang let go of the person in his arms and turned around.

Not far away, a crazy muck truck was crashing into him out of control!

It was so fast that Zhang Ang could even see the drunken flush on the driver's face.

Here you go again, the Xuanwu Hall is lying on the mud horse!

The martial arts instinct accumulated over hundreds of years played a role, and without a moment of hesitation, Zhang Ang turned the knife into a palm and slashed it out!

Swish!

Like a breeze blowing dust and dust, the crazy muck truck began to disintegrate!

The whole car, glass, steel, plastic, rubber, and the earth and stones that the car was full of, all began to disintegrate, turning into countless fine smoke and dust, which were blown away by the wind, and dissipated, leaving only the drunken driver sitting on the ground with a blank face, not knowing what was happening.

This......

Zhang Ang felt the power in his body, there was no doubt that he still retained his original strength!

Looking at his body again, although he was wearing modern clothes, a simple ring was wearing on the middle finger of his left hand!

Looking around again, I saw that the girl in my hand was looking at me with a surprised face, and around me, passers-by were holding mobile phones and pointing at themselves, and the flash never stopped for a moment.

Oops, that's a big problem......

(End of book)