Chapter 697

"If you want to deal with me, you have to escape my fierce attack!" Yin yuan laughed and said, "without the fire, I don't know what you can do!"

Seeing that ye Muwan failed, Yin Yuanjie gave up on her and just focused on Han Zhen.

Han Zhen put the power of the red flame crazy sword in front of Ye Muwan, but he had no defense.

"No flame?" Han Zhen smiles and reaches out his hand.

Above the index finger of the right hand, a spark Lights up, flickering.

Yin yuan burst out laughing. The sound of laughter was everywhere, enveloping the whole one immortal temple. He wanted to make people deafening. "Such a spark, I dare to show you how shameful it is. Let's die!"

Yin Yuanjie's soul bell rang again.

Last time I summoned ghost.

This time, to suppress the spirit of Han Zhen.

Han Zhen only felt that the bell was pounding his eardrum. In the distance, thick black smoke has poured in towards Han Zhen.

At the front, countless ferocious faces open their mouths, and North Korea and South Korea rush in.

Han Zhen's practice of Guiyuan spirit body, the exuberance of Qi and blood, far more than all people, is naturally the most suitable blood food in the hearts of all Yin ghosts.

Han Zhen raises his finger.

White as jade, thin fingers, to the fierce ghost fog of the dragon.

Han Zhen's body shape was just food swallowed up in an instant before the torrent of ghost fog.

The whole scene, forming a strong and ferocious contrast!

Han Zhen smiles a little. The spark on his index finger flickers and almost disappears in the strong wind.

But in a flash, the flames of the sky and the earth gushed from Mars.

A fire burns out the sky.

"The world!"

"All fire!"

Han Zhen said.

Looking from a distance, Yixian temple, which has fallen into all the darkness, is constantly crying, which makes people fear when they look at it from a distance.

However, this nightmare like scene was completely broken in the next moment.

Zhang Daochang, who thought he could easily get rid of Han Zhen, couldn't believe his eyes.

Because he saw, a bullet can be extinguished Mars, but spewed out enough to burn heaven and earth fire.

The thick and strange ghost fog that blocked the sky and the sun suddenly became surrounded by fire.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The shrill scream died at once.

All the ghost fog was engulfed by the flame, burned, even the slightest residue was not left.

Taoist Zhang fell on his knees, shaking all over.

The thick black disappeared in an instant.

Han Zhen walks to a mountain and stone, and the sound of his clear steps makes the temple of immortality empty in an instant.

He held out his right hand and grabbed it.

In front of the empty rocks, I caught a human figure alive.

Yin Yuanjie.

Yin Yuanjie holds the zhenhun bell in his right hand and looks at Han Zhen incredulously, "how did you do it?"

This kind of fire control technique seems to break through Yin Yuanjie's knowledge, which is the method in myth and legend.

Because in this world, there should be no such method.

"You have the right to ask me!" Han Zhen looks cold.

The ghost fog is formed, but it gushes out from before the stone. Han Zhen has broken the way to suppress the ghost bell, and has made Yin Yuanjie have no way back.

Yin Yuanjie instantly realized that his position had been reversed. Even if he was the elder of Yin Shenzong, his life was now in danger.

Yin Yuanjie straightened his back, "Mr. Han, if you let me go, you will feel the kindness of Mr. Han!"