C457 Purple Purple Strange

The dark blue flame was accompanied by the miserable cry of the Scorpion Demon and spread far into the night. In the blink of an eye, the Scorpion Demon had turned into a man of fire, rolling on the ground. . .

It turned out that the moment the Scorpion Demon sent him flying, it reminded him that true fire was the natural enemy of non-poisonous things. Although his cultivation was limited. .