And this infernal hell can summon a ghost general after entering the yuan force, that is, those guardian bosses in the eighteenth layer of hell, the strength is still equivalent to their own cultivation, and they are immortal and immortal, but they consume their own yuan power. Presumably, no matter how high his cultivation is, those eighteen ghost generals should also be able to summon them together to fight the enemy.

What surprised Zhang Han the most was that the five senses deprivation and those supernatural chains in the eighteenth layer of hell could also be slightly controlled.

The deprivation of the five senses with the current cultivation strength can only act on the goal of not exceeding one's own primordial spirit too much, and it can only deprive one sense at present. And that supernatural chain actually has a forbidden cultivation in the outside world, suppressing the anti-heaven divine effect of the primordial god, but it is very slow to launch, and it is difficult to have a surprise effect in battle.

But with all the things that happened after being engulfed in the black mist of the ghost's cry, Zhang Han didn't think that these abilities were all the abilities of this Infernal Hell, but his current cultivation was too low to give full play to the full abilities of this Infernal Hell.

And the one that Zhang Han cares about the most is the ability to allow everyone to reshape their bodies and restore their complete abilities, Zhang Han has never figured it out.

After resting, Zhang Han, who was about to get up and leave, suddenly looked to the side, only to see a figure at the end of his gaze rushing towards him.

Zhang Han's eyes froze, and he saw that this was a young man, tall and delicate, but at this time, he showed a frightened face, obviously fleeing for his life.

The power of the Yuan Shen sensed slightly, and found that this person was only a seventh-order cultivator in the Yuan Realm, and then probed back, and found that there was a huge beetle with a red body behind this person and a hideous and terrifying mouthparts chasing this person.

Zhang Han smiled with interest.

"Heaven-level high-level demonic beasts bloodthirsty demon insects, rare things! However, that monk had some ability, and the cultivation speed of the seventh order of the Refining Yuan Realm was not slower than that of this bloodthirsty demon insect. Huh~ Those shoes are a bit weird! ”

After muttering a few words, Zhang Han shook his head again and smiled!

"It's my business!"

After that, Zhang Han didn't plan to care, and directly planned to leave.

At this time, the young man also spotted Zhang Han in the distance, and hurriedly shouted in surprise:

"Daoyou, I am a disciple of the Divine Soldier Palace, if Daoist friends are willing to help, the younger brother is willing to pay a high reward."

"Divine Weapon Temple?"

Zhang Han was stunned, how did this name sound a little familiar. However, Zhang Han was obviously not interested in the reward offered by a Refining Yuan Realm cultivator, and continued to walk forward without looking back.

Seeing that Zhang Han didn't pay attention to him, the young man gritted his teeth a little and hurriedly shouted again.

"Fellow Daoist, if you are willing to help, the junior brother is willing to take out the black jade soldier shield of my Divine Weapon Hall as a gift."

"Black Jade Shield? What's that? ”

The footsteps still haven't stopped, Zhang Han is really not interested in these magic weapons or anything, if it is a natural treasure, it is okay, but this is a shield thing Zhang Han is not even interested in turning his head.

The young man saw that the black jade shield could not impress the other party, and he suddenly became a little anxious.

The black jade soldier shield is a unique magic weapon that only the disciples of the inner door of the Divine Weapon Hall can hold, and it only needs to be worn with you after the sacrifice has the effect of automatic protection, and if it is actively sacrificed, it has a more powerful defensive power, whether it is to prevent the black hand or the frontal hard resistance is an excellent treasure.

Moreover, long-term wear also has the special effect of nourishing the spirit and accelerating cultivation. Because of its special material and unique refining method, this black jade soldier shield can only be refined in the Divine Weapon Palace, and it is difficult to encounter in the outside world, so the black jade soldier shield is an excellent magic weapon for most monks who know its efficacy, but Zhang Han has never heard of it.

"Fellow Daoist, if you are willing to help, the little brother is willing to give all his net worth!"

Life is bigger than everything! The young man finally gritted his teeth to survive, and he could feel that the man was definitely strong.

And Zhang Han was a little surprised, after thinking about it a little, Zhang Han planned to make extra money, no matter how small the mosquito's legs were, it was meat, anyway, the bloodthirsty demon insect was just a trick to kill him.

The originally indifferent face instantly turned into a grinning appearance, and he turned to look at the young man, at this time the distance was not too far, Zhang Han raised his hand and planned to shoot through the head of the big beetle with a god-killing finger.

And at the moment when Zhang Han turned around, the young man's face suddenly changed, and his frightened appearance was several times worse than the panic when he ran away just now, his face was already distorted with horror, and cold sweat was visible to the naked eye.

Without saying a word, the young man turned around and fled directly to the side, the light under his feet was instantly sheng, and the speed simply increased by more than a notch, and the appearance of frantically fleeing seemed as if something more terrible than death was chasing him behind him.

Zhang Han, who had already raised his hand, looked confused, and he saw the change in the young man's face himself, and he had a slight guess in his heart, and when he touched his face with one hand, he found that he was still the appearance of that rough man, and he should not be recognized!

Seeing the large amount of dust stirred up by the young man's rapid escape, Zhang Han smiled faintly, and the hand that had been raised shot out with a god-killing finger, and the bloodthirsty demon insect in the distance fell in response, Zhang Han didn't look at the big beetle that had burped again, but flew up in the air and chased straight towards the young man.

After only a moment's effort, Zhang Han was already in front of the young man, and asked with a slightly serious face:

"You know me?"

Seeing this, the young man quickly stopped, and his legs began to tremble.

"Back to ...... Back to the seniors, the younger generations don't know you, they don't know you! ”

When Zhang Han heard this, he snorted coldly.

"Don't know me? Then why did you run when you saw my face? ”

"I ...... You...... I ......"

The young man was already a little unhappy when he saw Zhang Han, and he was so frightened that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing this, Zhang Han's eyes rolled, and he said again with a slightly angry tone:

"What? You still can't get in! ”

As soon as these words came out, the young man was directly paralyzed to the ground with fright.

"Don't dare, don't dare, beg the seniors to spare the juniors, please, please!"

"How did you recognize me?"

When the young man saw Zhang Han asking at this time, he no longer dared to pretend not to know, and hurriedly replied:

"Former ...... Seniors, juniors were quite sober when they first came out, so they ...... I accidentally saw your face change. ”

Zhang Han was taken aback.

He was a real face in that Infernal Hell the whole time, and the monks who were released by him must have seen him, and it seemed that he could only wear a mask in this place for a short time.

Stretched out his hand and touched his face, in order to prevent anyone from seeing his changed face, Zhang Han's appearance changed again, and the appearance of the rough man suddenly turned into a slightly mediocre face.

"This mask is of a low grade, so it looks like we'll have to hurry up and make a high-level change in the near future."

After whispering to himself, Zhang Han looked at the young man in front of him again.

"What's your name? Do you know where the nearest human gathering place is? ”