Chapter: 1818

But after reaching five meters, Zhang Han ignored him.

His face suddenly turned pale.

It just feels like the soul is being slashed wildly by Wan Jian.

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, his figure exploded back.

After keeping a certain distance, the tingling sensation slowly disappeared.

This made his face turn pale, and he looked at Zhang Han suspiciously.

"The power of the soul!"

"Let's see what tricks he can come up with!" Li Zhan stared hard, took out a piece of wood the size of a palm, and crushed it.

A light blue halo surrounded twenty of them.

From their point of view, formations or other spells can only cause them a little trouble after all.

But at this moment.

Zhang Han's eyes burst into diamond-like brilliance.

It's like a Soul Eater mage, it's frightening.

Even Lei Tiannan was a little confused.

What kind of move is this?

This situation is different from what I imagined!

Could it be that Zhang Han is really capable of overwhelming Li Zhan?

If he really suppressed it, then he might have created a miracle.

But he was wrong again after all.

This is not pressure.

"You guys are fine."

Suddenly, Zhang Han's eyes swept to Li Zhan and the others, his voice was ethereal, and for a while his clothes moved automatically without wind, and his breath seemed to be detached from this world, erratic.

"It allows me to perform this technique for the first time."

Zhang Han's words fell.

tick!

Suddenly, a drop of blood essence floated out from his forehead, drifted forward, and sank into the dragon card.

At the same time, the energy of the acupuncture points on his body was like a shocking ocean wave, sweeping into the dragon card.

Zhang Han put his right hand in front of him, with his index and middle fingers pointing upwards.

Ethereal words came from the mouth: