The spirit is a foreign object in heaven and earth, ranking 70th on the list of mortal beasts, it was born without a body, it is a pure soul, but this thing can use the surrounding environment to transform, and enhance its own strength, it is also quite terrifying. Fang Ling also understood at once, and said, "If my guess is correct, the six-hundred-year-old Xue Kui who injured the old patriarch was made of this thing, right?"

The Shaman Witch King laughed and said, "Yes, all this is a trap set by this king. In recent years, he knew that "Travels to the Northern Plains" appeared and fell into the hands of various tribes, so he knew that the time was running out to open the Lost City, so he designed to let the spirit turn into a snow kui and hurt people. At this, he sneered and said, "Now that there are spirits here, I want to see how much chance you have of winning!"

With that, the spirit let out a strange scream, and the shattered stones and gold nuggets on the ground shot towards it, combining pieces around it one by one, and finally combining into a fierce tiger-headed monster.

Fang Ling secretly said that this thing really has some ability, but he didn't panic, he just moved his waist bag, loosened the tightly tied rope, and said with a smile: "The Witch King has made me gain a lot of knowledge, how can I not give back to you?

"Huh!" The Shaman Witch King saw that the waist bag was just a medicine tripod, and only thought that he was playing tricks, and sneered, "This king wants to see what hole cards you will show!"

As soon as these words fell, I saw Fang Ling's palm caressing the medicine tripod, and after a while, I saw a pitch-black mink rat coming out of it.

The little mink shook its head, and crawled neatly on Fang Ling's body, the dust in the air made it sneeze lightly, it looked very cute.

"It's ...... "The shaman witch king's eyes were fixed on the medicine tripod, his eyes showed greed, the lock spirit card can only lock the soul of things, but the medicine tripod can actually hide living things, if there is such a rare treasure, wouldn't it be like a tiger to fight in the Quartet in the future?

He couldn't help laughing wildly, and there were some tears in his eyes and said: "King Shicheng, King Shicheng, you are really stupid, it is ridiculous that such an important magic weapon is used to hold a pet." But it doesn't matter, when it's in my hands, it will definitely be of maximum use!"

"Pet? It's really just a pet, but it's not a pet that anyone can afford!" Fang Ling grinned and patted the mink's back lightly.

At this time, the little mink was already the tiger-headed monster in front of him, and when he smelled the unique breath of the fierce beast, his hair stood up all over his body, and his small mouth bulged, and immediately swelled into a tiger-sized body.

"Beast?" exclaimed the Shaman Witch King, whose eyes were about to bulge out as if struck by lightning, "How come you have a beast?"

Fang Ling said lightly: "This is not surprising, because good luck will not always be by your side of the Witch King. Now, your good fortune has come to an end!"

The Shaman Witch King thought that if he took out the magic weapon and the fierce beast, he would already have the chance to win, and he could easily ravage the King of Shicheng, who knew that the other party actually had such a treasure, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I don't know who killed the deer, how can your mink be the opponent of a spirit like mine!"