Behind Mr. Tan, the closed door of Yixian temple has been opened.

Mr. Tan knows that his master, the master of the whole one immortal temple, has appeared.

Feeling the extremely violent atmosphere behind him, Tan Zhenren was extremely proud, "how can I be compared with these mediocre people who practice arts and methods. If you are not willing to give me an explanation, my master will challenge you and the mountain gate behind you in the name of yinshenzong! "

"Account?" Han Zhen has long been aware of the fierce atmosphere rising in the house, which seems dark and deep, even with a bloody.

Driven by this breath, the trend of the breath on the ground of Yixian temple has also changed.

Around Han Zhen as the center, there is already a rolling breath winding towards Han Zhen. Even the ground of Yixian temple has a faint roar.

"Good! Tell me Mr. Tan has a long voice and a strong look.

Since Tan Zhenren came here, Yixian temple has gained great fame in and around Yanzhou City. How to tolerate the trample of Han Zhen!

"That's what I said."

Han Zhen leisurely a smile, in the hand of the red flame crazy knife swept by.

Flame flow, such as colorful movement!

The blazing fire swept through the body of Mr. tan.

But it didn't seem to leave any trace.

However, Mr. Tan's face changed greatly.

At the next moment, Mr. Tan suddenly lights up.

Between his chest and abdomen, there was a flash of fire.

And then the flames were rising.

Tan Zhenren was engulfed by endless fire, even without crying, and was burned up by the fire.

And Han Zhen in the hand of the knife fire, also dim a bit.

"Good technique! Good cultivation A burst of cheers came from the subjectivity of Yixian temple.

An old man with white beard and a bell around his waist came out of the door.

Although he walked out of the door, he would not move any more.

Far away from Han Zhen, nearly 20 meters.

Obviously, he understood that Han Zhen also practiced martial arts, and as a person who practiced martial arts, although the martial arts he practiced were powerful. But the starting speed is not as fast as that of the martial arts. Of course, the old man understood this, so he stayed away from Han Zhen and let Han Zhen be trapped by the trapped dragon array left in the immortal temple.

Han Zhen now has several powerful breath, suppressed in the body.

This is the power of the trapped dragon array.

Each breath is enough to have a thousand jin of strength. It's hard to escape even a master of martial arts.

Even so, the old man stood far away, leaving no chance for Han Zhen.

Han zhensi didn't care about the strong pressure on him. Instead, he said, "are you the so-called one immortal?"

"I don't dare to be an expert. I'm just a practitioner in the field of magic arts!" The old man didn't get angry because of the death of Mr. tan. "I believe in Yin Yuanjie. I don't know what to call Xiaoyou? "

Yin Yuanjie talks with Han Zhen just like La Jiachang.

"Han Zhen!" Han Zhen said frankly.

"Han Xiaoyou is really talented. He has never heard of such a way to control fire." Yin Yuanjie said with a smile: "I have some experience in the field of surgery. The most famous fire control family in the field of surgery is Zhong family, whose master Zhong Zhenghao's method of fire control is not as good as Xiaoyou's!"

Yin Yuanjie didn't see the great pressure on Han Zhen.

Because the longer the trapped dragon array runs, the greater the pressure.

Big enough to crush everyone in the world.