C695 Broken Array
"Ugh!" Han Zhen didn't seem to feel the increasing pressure on his body. Instead, he asked with interest: "Fire Controlling Family, Zhong Family?"
"That's right!" [I am very pleased with his fire control skill. He can do whatever he wants!] I originally thought that his Fire Controlling Technique was already the strongest in China! " Yin Yuanjie seemed like an old friend as he spoke frankly and confidently, "Now that I've seen little friend Han's method of controlling fire, I understand the difference between the two!"
Afterwards, Yin Yuanjie's face became serious, "So powerful, and even exceeded the Zhong Family's method of controlling fire. Little Friend Han, as long as this sort of technique is spread out, countless powerful Dharma Cultivator will come and search for it.
And you, you can't.
If you leave it in my custody, I can take you in as my servant and in the name of Yin Shen Sect, I can guarantee your safety! "
Han Zhen laughed loudly, "I killed Luo Yifeng and Leng Zhongwei, and I also killed your disciple. You want to keep me safe now? "
Yin Yuanjie's expression became serious, "Luo Yifeng and his son are just traitors of Yin Shen Sect, they deserve nothing in the face of death. "As for Tan Tongfeng, his talent is limited. If he dies, so be it!"
Yin Yuanjie's eyes were filled with greed, "The lives of the three of them are far less valuable than the cultivation technique in Little Friend Han's hands!"
"Then come and get it!" Han Zhen revealed a smile in his eyes.
Yin Yuanjie chuckled, "Little Friend Han is so powerful in close combat, but I absolutely do not dare to approach you. The only thing they can do is to rely on the remnant Dragon Confining Formation to suppress little friend Han! "
Yin Yuanjie smiled as he activated the formation. Even the ground of the entire One Immortal Temple began to move.
He squeezed towards Han Zhen.
Yin Yuanjie revealed a proud smile.
In the current world of arcane spells in China, there was very little research on formations. Very few people understood formations. Very few people had the ability to set up a complete array. However, the power of the formation was unquestionable.
"Is this what you're relying on?" Han Zhen, who had already carried thousands of pounds of strength, remained calm.
Han Zhen, who was already trapped in the middle, suddenly felt a change in his aura. He took a step forward and stepped out of the trap of the Dragon Confining Formation.
In Han Zhen's eyes, the dragon trap array was just a broken array with loopholes everywhere. It was simply to the point that it made one's hair stand on end. How could such a magical formation trap Han Zhen?
BOOM!
The pressure of losing their target instantly collided with a huge explosion, causing dust to fly in all directions.
Just when Yin Yuanjie was unable to see the situation clearly in the dust, a flame suddenly exploded.
Ding ling ling!
Yin Yuanjie rang the bell at his waist.
Just a shake or two was enough to make one's head explode.
After another shake, someone's eyes were already bulging and blood was flowing out of their nose.
No matter how strong the Perplexing Heart Mirror Taoist Tan said was, it was far from being able to compare to the treasure passed down from the Yin Shen Sect — Soul Suppressing Bell!
He suppressed his mind and soul, suppressed all of his spirits.
It was also an excellent treasure for long-range spell casting.
Daoist Zhang was already bleeding from his nose. He pressed down on his eardrums with all his might. He knew that the moment he let go of his hands, his head would explode.
As the Soul Suppressing Bell swayed, a sharp blade light grew in the distance. An enormous sword that seemed capable of slashing the heavens and destroying the earth slashed across the space of nearly twenty meters.
Slash!
Flames recklessly shot out! It was a concept of immortality that was built upon stones, and it was scorched black all over.1
The ringtone stopped.
Han Zhen's figure had already appeared where Yin Yuanjie was originally standing.
However, Yin Yuanjie had disappeared without a trace.
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