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With a roar, eight primitive warriors, armed with extremely sharpened wooden spears, rushed straight towards them in an angry roar, instantly blocking Zhang He's way, but from the expressions of the primitive warriors, it is not difficult to see that this group of primitive warriors is very afraid of themselves, and the reason why they rush so desperately is just to buy more time for their people to escape.

Zhang He didn't want to hurt these primitive warriors who had no grudges against him, but unfortunately, the language barrier, Zhang He could only slowly retreat in desperation, trying to settle down the love of the primitive warriors, but unfortunately, Zhang He's kindness did not achieve the desired effect.

As Zhang He retreated, the primitive warrior suddenly couldn't help but let out a scream of excitement, and the fear on his face also dissipated.

I rub, this is okay?

Although Zhang He didn't know that this group of primitive people had been bullied like a god, it was not difficult to imagine from the behavior of these primitive people that with their level of intelligence, it was really difficult not to be bullied.

Not to mention the unpredictable strange soldiers in the large-scale war, I am afraid that in any collision, this group of primitives has no possibility of victory, except for being able to kill the opposite shǒu with one blow, otherwise, as long as the human beings who are enemies with them are not fools, they can use various means to trap and kill the primitives who are several times their own.

Zhang He didn't want to hurt these primitive people, but in the face of this group of mentally retarded guys, Zhang He had to give them a little bit of power, after all, no matter in which world, the weak have no right to speak, and in the face of this group of guys with weak IQs, only by defeating them with the most barbaric means, but not causing them too much harm, can they win the right to speak.

As his mind turned, Zhang He stopped retreating, and then unfolded his body and rushed into the crowd like a whirlwind.

It is undeniable that compared to ordinary soldiers, the combat power of this group of primitives is indeed very strong, but alas, their opponent is Zhang He, whose body is as strong as steel and whose strength is as great as that of a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

Although he can't operate the Divine Yuan, with Zhang He's current combat strength, dealing with this group of ordinary people is still a matter of freshness and perfection every second.

With a punch, a wooden spear split into two with a crisp sound, and with a swing of the palm, it grabbed the throat of a primitive man and threw him away like garbage, but Zhang He only used skill, although he threw this group of weak children far away, but it did not cause them any substantial damage.

Although the primitive people of the whole village escaped far away, they did not flee far, under the horrified gaze of everyone, Zhang He instantly broke the wooden spears in the hands of all the primitive warriors, and also threw everyone far away in an instant, so that all the primitive people couldn't help but float with a sad look on their faces.

But the progress of the matter was completely beyond their expectations, Zhang He did not take advantage of the victory to pursue and slaughter the eight bravest warriors, but stood still, allowing the eight primitive warriors to quickly get up and confront him bravely and frightened again.

The mentally retarded behavior of primitive people made Zhang He completely helpless.

Nima, forget it, this matter is not in a hurry, Gegancuì will temporarily settle down outside this village, looking at the words and deeds of these primitive people, they should have suffered a lot of losses at the hands of human beings, which means that it is difficult to say that it will not be long before human beings will be used to kill this primitive village.

Looking at the nervous primitive warriors, Zhang He turned straight away after revealing a good-natured micro-xiào.

Zhang He's departure made the primitive warrior finally breathe a sigh of relief, but until Zhang He's back completely disappeared from the sight of the primitive man, the primitive warrior couldn't help but let out a scream of excitement, and with the cry of the primitive warrior, the entire primitive man suddenly boiled.

Listening to the cheers from afar, Zhang He couldn't help but show a helpless wry smile.

Zhang He, who could only patiently wait for the appearance of humans, sat cross-legged on the damp grass, pulled out a few bags of food from the space ring, chewed slowly, and didn't feel hungry for a long time, which made Zhang He couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that the distance between himself and ordinary people was so close, just a big battle, and he changed from a fairy-like powerhouse to an ordinary person who needed to eat, drink and lazar again.

Fortunately, Brother Yingming is a martial artist, and he has been prepared for a long time.

In the space ring, there are enough bags of food, there is also enough mineral water, and even, there are concoctions such as cola and sprite.

Zhang He, who didn't need to worry about his livelihood, immediately tried to run the Shenyuan again after enjoying the little happiness brought to him by shòu perfect food, but he still couldn't feel any fluctuations in the Shenyuan, and in desperation, Zhang He had to temporarily let go of this senseless struggle, sank his mind, and seriously realized the kind of suppressive power that was as if it were nothing.

It is a very mysterious feeling, it seems to be very clear, but it is elusive.

The suppression of Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi is also a kind of Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi power, this kind of power seems to fill the entire heaven and earth, everywhere, but it does not seem to exist.

This kind of magical power completely absorbed Zhang He's mind, and made Zhang He slowly fall into a state of mystery and mystery, which was completely different from the ethereal realm and Taoist mirror that Zhang He entered in his previous cultivation, but it was so magical that Zhang He completely forgot about it.

And with the emergence of this state, a breeze quietly emerged from Zhang He's body, as if it appeared out of thin air, gently blowing from Zhang He's three meters away, surrounding Zhang He, constantly rotating.

With the passage of time, these breezes gradually formed an extremely weak tornado, circling around Zhang He non-stop, constantly swaying upward, and with the appearance of the tornado, countless gray thin lines quietly appeared out of thin air, like countless silks, circling and intertwining around Zhang He's body, and finally formed a gray protective shield, covering Zhang He in it.

As time passed, the gray cover became thicker and thicker, thicker and thicker, and finally, it almost became a substantial gray cocoon, and when the gray cover was thick to a certain extent, and when it was close to ten centimeters, these gray covers actually began to shrink slowly, and finally, as if the silkworm cocoon wrapped the spring silkworm, Zhang He was wrapped in a group, making Zhang He become a gray cocoon.

Zhang He didn't pay attention to this magical change, and was still immersed in his feelings.

This is the effect of the body that is all empty and all.

As the name suggests, a qiē is empty, a qiē is tolerant, no matter where you are, you can accept the energy in that space in a very short time, and you can also adapt to that space in a very short time, of course, adaptation does not mean rising.

Unconsciously, those gray filaments, like thousands of slender nematodes, began to burrow into Zhang He's body from Zhang He's pores.

With the influx of these filaments, the Hongmeng Pregnancy Divine Formula, which has been in a static state, finally started slowly running again, but it only made Zhang He return to the lowest level of the Tempered Body Decisive Realm.

For the Hongmeng Pregnancy Divine Formula, a qiē energy can be used as something to improve cultivation, but this gray filament is obviously different from the energy in the cultivation realm, this is a very magical energy, and it is also a very strange energy.

This kind of energy, extremely pure, but also extremely obscure, even the powerful Hongmeng Pregnancy Divine Formula, can not be completely transformed into the energy to improve cultivation, unconsciously, Zhang He's body is actually full of gray filaments, these filaments, like thousands of silks, in Zhang He's body swimming and interspersing, finally, actually formed a huge net connected to each other in Zhang He's body, like a rope through pearls, connecting every cell of Zhang He together.

Zhang He, who was still immersed in his feelings, still didn't notice the changes in himself, and those gray filaments were still like silent nematodes, pouring into Zhang He's body in a steady stream.

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