Without the heavy work of the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. and the reconnection, Hill turned into a full-time housewife, cleaned the inside and outside of the manor, and mowed the lawn again and again.


    In the past few days after Zhang Han left, Hill invited some workers to transform the land behind the manor into a small swimming pool.


    To be honest, Zhang Han doesn''t intend to live in Marvel world for a long time, but since Hill likes it, let her toss.


    The power gem, the cosmic spirit ball, is still on shandar. With Zhang Han''s strength, he can''t survive in the universe. If he wants to plunder, he can''t start.


    I don''t know where the soul gem is, so I can only think about it.


    The most important thing now is to find a way to create illusion.


    "As for the time gem... After all, Gu Yi is kind to me. It''s not my character to bite the hand that feeds me. Sure enough, I can''t make friends with the local people. If I''m too familiar, it''s hard to start!"


    Zhang Hanmo rubbed his chin, and his inexplicable compassion soared again


    At noon, the two sat at the table. Hill put his chin on his hands and stared at Zhang Han, who was tasting the food. "How''s the taste?"


    In the past, hill was busy with his work. He seldom cooked by himself, and his cooking skills can be imagined. Now that I am free, I begin to ponder the profound question of "how to catch Zhang Han''s stomach".


    The practice of Western dishes is very detailed. There are clear notes on how much seasoning is put and how little it is, and the heat and temperature. As long as we strictly follow the above methods and operate step by step, the food will not taste too bad.


    If, like Chinese food, a little salt and an appropriate amount of pepper... This method of ignorance will blind foreign friends!


    "Very good!" Zhang Han tasted all the dishes on the table, nodded and praised, "so you still have this talent."


    Hill grinned and smiled happily.


    After lunch, Zhang Han came to the dense forest in the suburbs alone, stood in front of a strong tree, closed his eyes and meditated.


    The woods are quiet and few people come here for a walk.


    I don''t know how long later, Zhang Han suddenly opened his eyes, pointed to the big tree in front of him with his right hand and whispered, "the proud son of heaven, the iron wall, the dragon, the lion roar, the tiger roar, the wolf run, cut off the heaven and earth before the collapse! 81 of the bound Road, break the air!"


    Suddenly, the huge spiritual pressure shot out from the fingertips, and a five meter long transparent crystal wall appeared in the space in front of the body, which directly cut the big tree.


    When the spiritual power dissipated, the naked eye clearly saw that a gap passed through the middle of the straight trunk. If the spiritual pressure is strong enough and the crystal wall released is large enough, the big tree will be completely divided into two from the middle.


    In the past four years in Marvel world, Zhang Han has been trying to make puppets and plunder infinite gemstones. He has little time to study cultivation.


    In other words, the strength has improved a lot, but the realm can''t keep up.


    In the year when he stayed in Kama Taj, Zhang Han''s vision was greatly expanded by studying space magic.


    I''ve always wanted to break the No. 81 bound road and transform it into an aggressive broken road.


    After reaching the spiritual pressure at the captain level, Zhang Han even wanted to condense the air breaking blade and air breaking chop directly.


    To be honest, there is too much room to expand the overbearing ghost way of directly cutting off space. But in the original book, the captain level God of death and even the big boss lanran just use it to defend.


    In the end, duankong turned out to be the enemy of the No. 88 broken road flying dragon''s thunder gun! When I think of this broken road, I will think of the broken road on No. 81.


    It''s like that duankong is specially created to defend against flying dragons, thieves and thunderbolts. Can you believe it?


    Looking at the vertical gap in the trunk, Zhang Han''s eyes twitched a few times, and his face was very embarrassed.


    When I released the broken space just now, I thought that I would cut off the trunk directly.


    As a result, the horizontal becomes vertical!


    Fortunately, there was no one around. Even if there were someone, I didn''t know that I had made such a big oolong. If sister Hua sees this scene, she won''t be ashamed to death?


    Generally speaking, the vertical air break just now proves that it is offensive. It is possible to transform it into an aggressive path.


    However, the more advanced the ghost road is, the greater the spiritual pressure is when it is released. We can imagine the difficulty in controlling such a huge spiritual pressure in just one tenth of a second!


    This requirement for the control of spiritual pressure is too high. If Zhang Han didn''t have telepathy, controlling spiritual pressure has been very accurate, and it''s impossible to start to transform the broken air only when he was the vice captain.


    At present, with Zhang Han''s spiritual pressure, we can''t give up singing and directly release the broken air. The broken air blade and broken air chop are still in imagination for the time being.


    At present, the only thing we can do is to control the direction and position of the crystal wall and directly cut off the enemy''s body. The power can also not be underestimated!


    Zhang Han took a few deep breaths, calmed down, pointed to the trunk and sang again.


    "... eighty one of the bound roads is broken!"


    The surging spirit pressure flew out from his fingertips. At the same time, Zhang Hanyun telepathically attached to the spirit pressure and tried his best to control it. With the cadence of singing, it was combined into a huge crystal wall.


    In an instant, the five meter long crystal wall cut off the trunk again.


    "Well... It''s tilted about ten degrees. There''s progress!" Zhang Han carefully observed the traces on the trunk and said to himself, "come again!"


    Unknowingly, the sun has set.


    This afternoon, Zhang Han turned into a skilled woodcutter. Whenever the spiritual pressure in the body is exhausted, they will cross legged meditation and use the soul chopping knife to restore their spiritual power.


    In the woods, dozens of big trees were cruelly abused and fell to the ground. Looking at its section, it is many times more neat than that of the electric saw, and it is as smooth as a mirror.


    However, no section is perpendicular to the trunk, and most of them have a large inclination angle.


    "Faint! After working hard all afternoon, I can only tilt the broken air by 60 degrees at most. It''s far from the cross-section! Not to mention where to hit!"


    "Hey! There''s a long way to go..."


    Zhang Han sat on the ground, tired and didn''t want to move.


    The spiritual pressure consumed by releasing the broken air is too huge. It is often used seven or eight times. The spiritual pressure in Zhang Han''s body will see the bottom, and he has to absorb Lingzi to supplement it.


    Although there is a steady flow of spiritual pressure, there is no need to worry that it will dry up, but the spiritual consumption is also very large. At the moment, fatigue hits my heart like waves. I just want to lie in the woods and have a good sleep