"Okay, it's quite generous. I do have the capital to surrender. Unfortunately, it's not enough. I often hear that during the prehistoric period, Gonggong and Zhurong competed for the position of Pangu, the witch master. I think they were the strongest, so I couldn't do anything to Zhulong, so I couldn't do anything to both of them. Dijiang and Zhulong are as famous as the ones, and the power of space is unpredictable. Then I will try the weather ancestral witch."

"Hahaha, you chose the wrong person." Shebizi walked out with great strides: "Do you think the weather and weather I have mastered are just ordinary wind, rain, thunder and lightning? Then you are too naive, but my means to kill people thousands of miles away, killing gods and destroying Buddhas, and thoughts. I think you will not be convinced. Although I am not as good as Zhulong, I am much better than you. So, I will stand here without using any magical powers and let you attack the horse poison stake?"

"Arrogant, you're looking for death."

The Scorpion Spirit would not be polite, and a afterimage fell on the head of Shebi's corpse.

Just when she took advantage of the pain of Shebi's corpse, she found that Shebi's corpse was still motionless. This time she didn't even scream in pain, and there was no bag on her head.

"How?" Shebi's corpse grabbed the attacking steel fork and asked.

"How is this possible?"

"There is nothing impossible. The little demon in the backward thought that if he attained the Tao, he could be unscrupulous in the three realms, but he didn't know that there was heaven outside of heaven and there were people outside of man. You just said those words that were just shallow. Each of the twelve ancestor witches had their own magical powers. In terms of true strength, they were just equal. It was just that the supernatural powers were restrained by each other. This was what you thought was strength and weakness. The weather ancestor witch, you know that you control the weather, but in general, it was actually in charge of poison, and poison was the origin. After all, your horse poison stake was based on poison. If you lacked a link, it was of course useless."

"I have only been born for a few years. If I were in the prehistoric world, I might not be able to compete with them. You have been hiding behind you, but you are just talking and taking some luck with luck. I really think you can command the demons in the Three Realms. Innocence, look at my face today."

The scorpion spirit opened its mouth and spitted out a mouthful of fireworks. The sky and the earth were dim and the sun and the moon were gone. Then it turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Zhang Fan's body.

"What a miasma, how fast, what a pity."

Although the miasma was powerful, it could not fascinate his soul. Zhang Fan stretched out his palm again and grabbed the scorpion spirit into the palm of his bones.

The scorpion roared: "A bastard, I want to trap me with my palm."

The three steel forks turned into two pliers and wanted to open the bone palms, but no matter how hard he used, he could not shake it.

"My whole body bone is made of the misty bones made by the bones of the ancestor witch. If there is no treasure, you may not hurt me. It is a waste of energy. I ask you, would you like to join my demon court?"

"I don't want to."

The scorpion's tail appeared, and afterimages flashed. With the dinging sound, the poisonous stakes of the horse kept falling on the bone palms.

"You are ungrateful. With the bones of the corpse, your poison cannot hurt your master at all. If your horse poison stake is useful to the bones of the ancestral witch, then you will become a saint." The demon sighed: "You should be glad that your master is in a good mood now. If you take out the ring to deal with you, you are afraid that you will have to be as pissed as you want to be as pissed as you want. You are born to love beauty, and your master is pitying you, so you don't accept it, so when will you wait?"

"After all, I can only win by relying on Pangu's legacy. I don't accept it, but I just don't accept it. If I want to kill or cut it, I can surrender, so I can't think of it."

"Die bones, you..."

"I was going to hone you for three years, but I was so rebellious, but I had to spend ten years. I was so angry that I was obviously not hungry, so I shouldn't eat that food."

The light of the demon-striking banner flashed, and the red boy exclaimed and was sucked in again.

Then he shook gently, a yellowish light flashed, and a confused scorpion spirit appeared in the cave.
Chapter completed!