Just as tuyumento can't believe this, other people who have fled can't believe the scene in front of him.

Without the drive of rosefinch, the originally explosive magma is now gradually stopped.

The people who are tired of running are just relieved.

Looking at Han Zhen's eyes, full of fear.

Because no one can survive in the magma.

No one can step over the magma and defeat such a giant on such an occasion.

Han Zhen stood steadily on the rocks solidified by the magma, looking calm and waiting quietly.

WOW!

Several groups of flames flew out from all around again and fused together.

The shape of the rosefinch, which is fused again, is very dim, far less than before.

Han Zhen stood far away and said to the rosefinch, "you can't control me, but I can control you. Surrender to me, so that your blood will not be buried. "

Han Zhen's cultivation was profound, unpredictable and powerful. Even if he was a real rosefinch, he could suppress it.

What's more, it's just a kind of God with a trace of rosefinch blood.

If it were not for today's spiritual rarity, Han Zhen would not even look at the residential area with no physical form at all.

The flame on the rosefinch is faintly extinguished. It stretches its wings and stands in the air. The flame from the magma flows into its body and stabilizes the power of the rosefinch.

Seeing Han Zhen in front of her, Zhu que knows that Han Zhen really has the ability to defeat himself, and even his ability is far stronger than that of Abe Qingming a thousand years ago.

But rosefinch looked at her cultivation and shook her head, "why do you want me to surrender?"

Han Zhen smiles, "because I need a subordinate who is good at using fire to refine medicine."

"I wanted to be a fireman!" Rosefinch showed a wry smile. With the power of rosefinch, even Abe Qingming, he served himself well. Who once wanted to practice to the divine realm, but was asked to become a fire master.

Qinglong poked his head out after tuyumen tuozhen, "rosefinch, don't promise him. In our capacity, how can we do such a thing easily? It's plain and makes people laugh! What's more, now that you are in the realm of God, can you still be someone else's servant? "

Although the type God is only a ghost, the powerful type God, like the green dragon and the rosefinch, is also believed by people and can be believed by the cannibals.

This kind of identity, of course, is far better than an ordinary Shaohuo Gong.

The rosefinch didn't think much of Qinglong's words, but continued: "Qinglong's words are right. I'd rather die than be someone else's servant! I've had enough of thousands of years of imprisonment. Even if I can't break through the present imprisonment, I don't want to fall into other people's hands once I die. "

"You will willingly agree." Han Zhen seems to be totally unaware of the attitude of rosefinch, continue to say in accordance with their own ideas.

Rosefinch can't imagine why Han Zhen has such confidence, but rosefinch doesn't have the interest to continue to talk, "subdue you, it's impossible. I have used too much of my original power, and the power of the spirit has fallen into collapse. I'll be dead in a few minutes. I didn't expect that when I got out of prison, it was when I died. "

Rosefinch has been a type God for thousands of years, and has been trapped for thousands of years. He didn't want to go on at all.

"If you will, you will not die!" Han Zhen said lightly.