Chapter: 8548

The big net stretched forward, and after ten minutes, more than half of the distance had been covered.

"The power of the avenue rule is getting more and more."

Zhang Han thought secretly, his thoughts spread out, and he also noticed Immortal Lord Three Thunders.

"But it's okay, there's time."

Zhang Han speeded up, and the big net was getting closer and closer to the ribbon.

But when it's near.

"Buzz!"

The invisible buzzing sound was accompanied by the sudden appearance of dozens of faces. Their expressions were ferocious, their eyes were tearing apart, and their eyes were red.

Everyone has the level of the peak of crossing the catastrophe, roaring together, the sound wave shattered the big net.

"Um?"

Zhang Hanlei was killed: "This thing?"

After thinking for two seconds, his face changed slightly.

It turned out to be the legendary face demon?

Zhang Han read the news about the face demon from an ancient book. This thing is weird and unpredictable. It mostly exists in various energy bodies and has mysterious attack methods.

This shows that the ancient monk who recorded this news did not find a way to deal with the face demon.

But the news revealed that simulating the breath of the face monsters can make it difficult for them to perceive the situation here.

"The area of ​​the face demon is within 30 meters of the ribbon."

"After I enter, I simulate the breath for three seconds, and take away the ribbon for one second to avoid the attack."

"Thunderbody can do it."

"It's just that there's not enough time."

Zhang Han's eyes narrowed slightly, he was experiencing the regenerated thunder body, slowly condensed, hung up once, it was nothing more than a slight injury.

This is the benefit of Thunder Body, die casually.

If it was changed to the starry sky pole body, it would take a lot of spiritual treasures and means to escape.

"what happened?"

Seeing this, Yue Wuwei asked.

"Nothing." Zhang Han shook his head slightly: "Someone is here."

"Um?"

Shui Tianxian Jun and the others looked around.

I saw a group of people in the distance ahead, surrounded by many defensive layers, approaching here cautiously.

"It's those people from Saint Leizong." Wu Luo Xianjun appeared with a short blade in his right hand.