“The Corpse Control Method of Lianshi Cult?”

Zi Sha raised her huge snake head high. She looked down at Su Zhuonian with a gloomy look, “It turns out to be a little bastard of Su Family. I...”

Su Zhuonian stretched out his hand suddenly, and the golden corpse instantly turned into an afterimage. The second sentence of Zi Sha was directly strangled in her throat.

“Although you are a mighty demon who has lived for countless years, this trick of ...