Chapter: 2383

brush!

Zhang Han made a tactic with his right hand, and with a movement of his body, eight figures were formed nearby, and at the same time Zhang Han blocked his aura.

But it didn't work.

Thunder still attacked Zhang Han.

At the moment before arriving.

Zhang Han waved his hand to dissipate his figure, and suddenly, a golden light lingered on his body.

It's Ye Longyuan's golden armor!

Thousands of feet of thunder fell on the golden armor from the beginning.

The golden armor of the holy weapon still played its defense at this moment. Although Zhang Han could only use 80% of its defense, the thousand-foot thunder fell on him.

Ninety percent of it was absorbed by the golden armor, and the remaining ten percent only made Zhang Han's body slightly numb for a second.

Immediately, while Zhang Han was waiting.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds...

It wasn't until five minutes passed that Zhang Han moved and continued to move forward.

Stepping on the ground, the figure rises on the top of the tree, which is about 30 meters high.

Scrape towards the top of the mountain, reach the trees on the top of the mountain, look around, and suddenly find that it seems to be trapped in a primitive jungle.

There are mountains in all directions.

"hiss......"

Wen Bao's nose was running, and all kinds of fragrances came from everywhere, but there was no smell of treasures.

"It seems that the area of ​​this ruin is very large."

Zhang Han kept his eyes fixed and continued to move forward.

Ten minutes had passed since the last time he was struck by lightning.

Boom!

A ten-foot-long thunder appeared without causing any trouble to Zhang Han.

But the next ten minutes.

Boom!

A thunderbolt twenty feet long fell.

Another ten minutes.

Thunder became forty feet long.

This made Zhang Han come to a conclusion.

"This is a Rafa world!"