In the face of the strange laws of space, Zhang He didn't dare to be careless, and he was very careful in every step, but he was also very resolute.

Although Zheng Yue disguised it very well, as Zhang He approached step by step, his feelings were uncontrollable and there were some changes, if there was no ninth sense, Zhang He might not be able to detect the changes in Zheng Yue's feelings, but under the effect of the magical ninth sense, even if Zheng Yue covered it up well, he still couldn't escape Zhang He's eyes.

Nima, the law of space is really not something that this thing can use at will.

Sensing Zheng Yue's weakness, a faint smile quietly appeared on the corner of Zhang He's mouth, and then he slowly raised the peerless sword, "Kill." With a deafening roar, an astonishing killing intent burst out in an instant.

Zhang He's outburst made Zheng Yue couldn't help but feel a burst of regret.

I knew that the strength of this kid's body was so terrifying, and the strength could distort space, so I shouldn't be so careless, I should have fought with this kid for a while, looking for a fatal opportunity in the grappling.

Zheng Yue, a generation of geniuses in the world, has not been so wolf for many years since he realized the law of space, and everything stems from the confidence brought to him by the law of space.

Although he regretted his light enemy, in the face of Zhang He, who raised his long sword, Zheng Yue had to run the true yuan with all his might, and he had the opportunity to fight to the death.

"Kill." With another earth-shattering roar, Zhang He suddenly slashed out the peerless sword, and the sharp sword qi shot away in an instant.

"Spatial turbulence." In the face of Zhang He's furious and unrivaled blow, Zheng Yue also waved his hands violently in a Jasley roar.

The fierce sword qi came in an instant, but Zheng Yue, who was already at the end of the crossbow, could no longer care about this fatal blow, but suddenly raised his figure, dodged the fatal throat, and in the blink of an eye, the sword qi reached his body, and the fierce sword qi instantly pierced Zheng Yue's chest, but the even more deadly golden crow flame almost burned all the internal organs in his chest.

Looking at Zhang He again, although he succeeded in one blow, he also fell into spatial turbulence.

Space turbulence, as the name suggests, is the chaotic airflow generated by the reversal of space, but the spatial turbulence can be different from the ordinary chaotic airflow, and the power is so great that it is many times stronger than the ordinary chaotic airflow.

With the appearance of spatial turbulence, Zhang He's body suddenly turned into a bizarre world, as if countless broken glass floated in the sun, shining, dazzling, and a strong suction force that could not resist suddenly attacked, instantly pulling Zhang He into a strange world.

Nima, looking at the scenery that completely changed the world, Zhang He couldn't help but let out a silent angry scolding.

Under the gray sky, a towering mountain, the mountain, is covered with strange vegetation that Zhang He has never seen, a bit like a cactus, but it is not a cactus, and the most shocking thing is that these plants that look like cacti, each of them is dozens of meters high, and every leaf is covered with chilling spikes.

Each spike is as long as chopsticks, sharp as a sharpened steel nail, and when you look at it from a distance, it already makes people's scalp numb.

Of course, for Ru Zhang He, this is not what worries him the most.

Where is the way back, is what Zhang He is most anxious about.

Ani's mother-in-law is still waiting for her to be rescued, and her relatives are still in deep worry, waiting for her return.

The unknown world, a giant mountain much higher than Mount Everest, and the weird creepy vegetation, made Zhang He dare not try to climb over this mountain that he didn't know if there was a deadly danger, but what made Zhang He depressed was that in this strange world, Shenyuan couldn't function, and seemed to be suppressed by a strange force, so that Zhang He fell from the peak of the divine body to the mortal dust.

Not only that, but this world is also a no-fly world, and no matter how much Zhang He tries, the height above the ground cannot exceed five meters.

Nima, 10,000 grass and mud horses, Zhang He couldn't help but let out a silent angry scolding.

And the only thing to be thankful for is that although this world has suppressed Zhang He's cultivation, the space ring can be opened normally, which makes Zhang He feel a little comforted, although his divine consciousness has also been suppressed by a great extent, but it has not been completely suppressed, and it can still cover a radius of about a kilometer.

Zhang He, who can't run the Divine Yuan and can't fly, once again experienced the feeling of a mortal, the only difference is that his current physical strength and strength are thousands of times stronger than that of mortals, and his combat experience is also many times richer than that of mortals, of course, because his divine sense can still be used, Zhang He's observation ability is also countless times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Zhang He, who couldn't fly and didn't dare to try to climb over the mountain, could only walk slowly along the foot of the mountain, trying to find his way home from this gray world.

The gray world is extremely depressing, and the most depressing thing is not the gray sky, but the death-like quietness, Zhang He, who has been wandering around in this gray world for most of the day, has not heard any sound except for hearing his own footsteps.

This is clearly counterintuitive.

At the foot of the mountain, it is surrounded by knee-high green grass, and there is still green grass without any traces of man.

The strange world, the strange quiet, so that Zhang He did not dare to relax, the ghost knew that in this unknown world, there was a deadly crisis hidden in the gods, after all, in this strange world, he had nothing to rely on except for his physical strength far beyond ordinary people, and his strength was far beyond ordinary people.

Faintly, Zhang He, who could clearly feel that he was being suppressed by a strange force, couldn't help but feel a little bored, but unfortunately, no matter how hard Zhang He tried, he could never get rid of this ubiquitous suppression.

The gray world is also a world without the alternation of day and night, in this eternal gray world, Zhang He, who is super strong, has been walking non-stop, constantly hurrying, Zhang He has forgotten how far he walked, and how long he walked, but what made Zhang He extremely depressed was that from beginning to end, he had never encountered any animal, even if it was just a small insect.

The never-ending silence, the never-ending repression, has finally been broken.

Just when Zhang He was bored, a scattered village finally appeared in front of Zhang He's eyes, but what made Zhang He depressed was that the life in this village was not a human being, but a strange creature similar to a human being.

The upright walking creature is very similar to a human being, but the color of the skin is turquoise, exactly the same as the color of the grassland, the feet are also human feet, and the hands are human hands, but the palms of all people are scary, more than twice the size of humans, and the fingers are even more frightening, more than three times the size of humans.

Not only that, but the facial features of these "humans" are also very weird, with high cheekbones, a flat and wide nose, and two ears, similar to Avatar's ears, very long and pointed.

This group of primitive people is a group of primitive people who have learned to make fire, but the cooking method is still extremely primitive, they will only put the food on the open fire to roast, and there are no condiments, hidden in the grass outside the village, after quietly observing for a long time, Zhang He finally decided to communicate with these primitive people to see if they know how to leave this world.

But to Zhang He's surprise, with his appearance, the primitive man who noticed him first immediately let out a piercing scream, and the scream was full of panic, panic, and hatred.

Nima, is this a situation again? Could it be that in this dead and silent world, there are other human beings? Moreover, it is not difficult to guess from the screams of primitive people that these primitive people should have been bullied very badly by humans like themselves.

Zhang He's appearance made the primitive village fry in an instant, and the primitive people who were still eating happily immediately scattered and fled, and a group of snipers composed of eight people also picked up the spears beside them and rushed towards them in an angry roar