Chapter: 3508

"Gentlemen, please be careful with your words, and be careful not to speak out. The tens of thousands of cars you are talking about, hehe, last year there was a luxury convoy worth hundreds of millions of dollars to personally escort, do I need to say more?"

"What!"

"hiss......"

The expressions of the two of them changed, and they ran away in despair.

"Snob."

The middle-aged man muttered, and suddenly looked to the side, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhang!"

"Well, Mr. Li."

Zhang Han nodded, and it was Li Kai, who liked to hold his feet, who said hello.

After saying hello, Li Kai walked to the other side, Zhang Han returned to the car, started it, and talked and laughed with Zi Yan back to Crescent Mountain.

The two were also very emotional. Last year, when Mengmeng was going to kindergarten, she was still crying. They tried their best to let her accept it. Now it is much better.

Time flies, and a year has passed so quickly.

When they arrived on the mountain, Zi Yan and Rong Jiali went shopping. Rong Jiali, who didn't wear a bamboo hat, was in a very good mood.

Zhang Guangyou and Dong Chen were chatting. They were waiting for Zhang Han's exercises. After waiting for so many days, there was no movement. They also knew that Zhang Han's practice was at a critical juncture, so they didn't disturb him.

The Great Elder has been studying the hundreds of arrays recently, and the number has reached ninety-seven. Under his guidance, Wang Zhanpeng and the others have made rapid progress, and they are grateful to the Great Elder.

The three black overlords wandered around Crescent Mountain when they had nothing to do. The area behind the mountain could no longer block their sharpness, and the entire mountain was almost becoming their territory.

So Zhang Han also calmed down. In the exercise room on the fourth floor of the castle, he sat cross-legged, his eyes a little dignified.

"Today is the last moment, the cultivation of the head cortex, I hope it will be successful once."

Zhang Han closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for thirty seconds. The moment he opened his eyes, all the thirty-five kinds of god-level spiritual treasures stored in the space ring appeared, plus forty-nine middle-grade crystal stones, accompanied by the formation stones. The energy was implicated into a magic circle, and began to refine these fetishes.

A strong spiritual energy gradually covered the room, and the spiritual energy became more and more dense, forming an atomized state, reaching the extreme level, and when it was difficult to stop even the magic circle, Zhang Han began to run the undead demon king skill.

hum!

Suddenly, Zhang Han's body was like a bottomless pit, and a massive amount of spiritual energy, accompanied by the pure energy refined by the gods, began to flow into the cortex of the body continuously.

Zila.

It sounded like it was scorching. Zhang Han's clothes were instantly scalded into fly ash by his skin. His whole body was exposed, but unexpectedly it was a fiery red.

Countless cracks covered the skin below the head, one after another, intertwined with each other. If Zhang Guangyou and the others were here, they would definitely find that Zhang Han's skin was constantly damaged, restored, damaged, restored, and so on, like an endless cycle. cycle.

"Condensation!"

"Refine!"

Zhang Han's right hand pinched the formula, which accelerated the time for the spiritual energy and energy to form, and the absorption became even more crazy. At this time, he was like a real bottomless pit, devouring everything.

I saw that his head, which remained intact, began to be dyed fiery red from the chin, as if it was a mutation, and the viruses under the head were eating away at the intact skin of the head.

Zizizi...

pain!