The old man’s shocked and angry voice sounded again, “You, you are actually a heavenly thunder spirit root! You, you are actually not a human! Tell me, who are you?”
Yun chujiu naturally did not pay attention to him, the purple lightning kept striking at the black fog.
Suddenly, the black fog turned into black poisonous snakes, crazily biting yun chujiu’s spiritual sense.
“Darn girl, do you think you can swap master and servant? You’re delusional! Since you’re courting death, I’ll Grant You Your Wish! I’ll use you to make up the numbers!
“One heavenly thunder spirit root is equivalent to hundreds of ordinary thunder spirit roots. You’ll definitely be able to completely break my seal.”
Although the old man was furious from embarrassment, he wasn’t too worried. How powerful could a little girl’s spiritual sense be. He could easily destroy her spiritual sense, and then he could use the array formation to gain freedom.
