Chapter: 2012
"Oh, yes..." Wang Zhanpeng just said.
But after Zhang Han left that sentence, he moved and entered the ruins directly.
"Eh???" The corner of Wang Zhanpeng's mouth trembled slightly.
All right.
It seems that we don't have Zi Yan's treatment anymore.
Wang Zhanpeng grinned and entered the ruins.
After them, Lei Tiannan, Leng Hufa, Fang Rushan and other fifty or sixty people also entered the ruins.
Among them, there are some powerful people.
But they are all old people!
Facing Xiaopeng King Shi Fenghou's arrogance, they did not speak or act.
Facing the arrogance of Ye Longyuan, the demon king of chaos, they were just watching.
Will not do it.
All this is because...
The Tianjiao of the younger generation and the warriors of the older generation.
These few Tianjiao are powerful, none of them are easy to provoke, and it is boring to go up or say anything.
Of course, there are also two warriors whose faces are always calm.
Even when Zhang Han first arrived, he couldn't help but observe a few times.
If you read correctly.
On the last side, a man in a cloak and hat on a canoe...
He is a god!
Zhang Han only saw a pair of red eyes.
Very evil.
Like the pupils of a pair of poisonous snakes.
Very weird.
I can't even tell whether it's male or female, old or young!
As for the other person.
It is Ji Wushuang that Zhang Han guessed!
I can't see through it at all, but Zhang Han is aware of the vague aura on his body.
It seems that this person has not broken through to the divine realm for a long time!
Compared to the small world.