Something was wrong, something was wrong! A strong uneasiness surged in Pu Jiaojiao's heart, and finally realized that she had overestimated herself and underestimated the Eight Demon Suppression Picture.

If I had known this, why would I bet with Gu Fenghua? I thought I could have cheated her so hard, wasn’t this shooting myself in the foot? Pu Jiaojiao regretted it, but it was obviously too late to regret it at this time.

She could only try her best to make the last handprint, while continuing to jump and roar: "Seal, seal, seal it for me!"

Unfortunately, this is when testing the strength of the instrument. It is not louder than the sound, nor is it like the dance master. The scroll still remains motionless.

"Aunt Pu, stop shouting, it's useless to shout out loud." Luo Enen completely relieved and said jokingly.

The holy energy was consumed rapidly, and Pu Jiaojiao finally stopped, but she had no intention of quarrel with Luo Enen, just staring at the Eight Demon-Suppressing Picture.

"It's over now. If you don't, let's go there. It's time to be prosperous." Luo Enen said.

"It's not over, it's not over." Pu Jiaojiao finally came to her senses, but refused to give up and once again made a handprint.

"I said you're done, you're obviously the same set of handprints, you've tweaked it twice." Luo Enen said contemptuously.

Even with her eyesight, Pu Jiaojiao was actually the same set of handprints.

"I only said that I could sacrifice the Eight Demon Suppression Picture, and I never said that I succeeded once. Why can't I try a few more times?" Pu Jiaojiao said in a slander.

"You are so old, you actually..." Luo Enen said sarcastically, with even more contempt.

However, before he finished speaking, Gu Fenghua grabbed him.

What does it mean to be so old? Don’t you see how anxious Aunt Pu is, aren’t you afraid of making others angry and vomiting blood, and die on the spot?

Gu Fenghua also wanted to take this opportunity to carefully comprehend the Xuanwu Dragon Roar Sect, but she didn't expect that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was to death by Luo Enen.

Her worries were right. When she heard Luo Enen's words, Pu Jiaojiao was so angry that she almost cursed. She was afraid that her handprint would make a mistake in her mind. She held it in a hurry, and her face turned black and red, and then it turned blue and purple. Later, she turned from green to purple, and her internal injuries were all over, so she finally calmed down her anger.

"Eight Demons, seal, seal, seal, seal!" Finally, after finishing the handprints again, Pu Jiaojiao shouted loudly again.

However, unlike her previous momentum, this time, her hands were trembling with fatigue, and her voice was filled with a little crying.

Please, move it for me, and it will count. Pu Jiaojiao begged in her heart, but she almost knelt down to edit the Eight Demon Suppression Picture.

It would be fine if she was just a shame, but she had something even more shameful, so she was not afraid of losing it again. But the problem is that this also involves the bet of 950,000 top-grade Holy Spirit Stones, which she exchanged for her mother's ancestral treasure.

Unfortunately, even if the Eight Demon Suppression Picture is really a magical tool, it is just a bit spiritual. How could it be that it could be as she wished? The scroll in the tray was still motionless.

Seeing this, everyone looked disappointed. They thought that Pu Jiaojiao's Xuanwu Dragon Roar Technique would take action and see the true appearance of the artifact and feel the power of the artifact. After a long time of trouble, her handprint was so frightening that they were in vain.
Chapter completed!