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With Zhu Rong's shout, the scene descended into complete chaos.

Before the 100,000 heavenly soldiers could even reach the entrance of the Taiyin Star, they were intercepted by a group of ferocious great shamans.

When these great shamans fought, it was real hand-to-hand combat. It was all fists and teeth, maybe with a big bone club at most.

But today is different.

Xing Tian was at the forefront, no longer wielding his broken axe, but a large, gleaming sword. Runes flowed across the blade, clearly indicating it was a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure.

"Die, you son of a bitch!"

Xing Tian slashed down with his sword, and the blade's light surged three thousand feet, instantly cutting hundreds of heavenly soldiers in half.

Taiyi's eyes twitched as he watched.

The Witch Clan can now use magical artifacts?

Although it was just a simple slash, it was indeed the light of a magical weapon!

But that wasn't the most devastating thing for him.

The most devastated was Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong, with her fiery temper, clashed directly with Tai Yi.

Taiyi was protected by the Chaos Bell, so he was not afraid of Zhurong's fire. After all, the fire of the Wu Clan was a supernatural fire, which was powerful, but the Chaos Bell was impervious to all magic.

"Zhurong! You think you can stop me?"

Taiyi sneered, and the Chaos Bell unleashed wisps of primordial energy, keeping Zhurong's sea of ​​fire at bay. "Useless! You barbarians will never break through my defenses!"

"Yeah?"

Zhu Rong stopped, a very eerie smile appearing on his face.

That smile carried three parts mockery, three parts smugness, and four parts the thrill of "I'm going to show off now."

"Taiyi, do you think I can't do anything except breathe fire?"

As Zhu Rong spoke, she reached into her robes and rummaged around.

Then, to Taiyi's dazed look, he pulled out a small red flag.

As soon as the flag appeared, the surrounding temperature soared instantly, even distorting the space itself.

Southern Flame Flag!

One of the Five Primordial Banners!

This thing is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with amazing defensive capabilities and the ability to control all kinds of fire.

"go!"

Without further ado, Zhu Rong activated his primordial spirit, causing the flag to swell in the wind and instantly transform into a fiery cloud that blotted out the sky, directly pushing back the primordial energy of the Chaos Bell.

"impossible!"

Taiyi screamed, his voice cracking, "This is the Flame Banner of the Ground! How could you possibly activate it? It requires the refinement of the primordial spirit! Your witch clan doesn't have a primordial spirit! This is fake! This is an illusion!"

"Fake my ass!"

Zhu Rong cursed, making a hand gesture (though the posture was rather awkward, like swatting a fly), and shouted, "Burn it for me!"

The Flame Banner off the ground shone brightly, not only blocking the Chaos Bell, but also whipping up streaks of Southern Bright Fire, which sizzled as it burned Taiyi's golden chariot.

Taiyi was completely dumbfounded.

His values ​​have truly been shattered.

The witch clan uses magical artifacts? That's like a tiger learning to drive a tank, or a shark carrying an oxygen tank coming ashore to kill people.

How can we play like this?

Just as Taiyi began to doubt Tongsheng, Gonggong also made his move.

He was displeased when he saw Zhu Rong showing off.

"Fifth brother, stop dawdling and watch me!"

Gonggong roared and suddenly threw out twenty-four beads that emitted five-colored light.

The Divine Pearl that Stabilizes the Sea!

Although it's not the complete set of thirty-six beads, these twenty-four beads were picked up from the Dragon Palace of the East Sea... cough cough.

In the past, these beads were in Gonggong's hands and were used as stones to play with, or to hit people.

But now.

The twenty-four beads spun in the air, transforming into the phantoms of the twenty-four heavens, and with immense force, slammed into the Chaos Bell.

"when--!!!"

This loud bang was even louder than the one Taiyi had made earlier.

The Chaos Bell trembled violently from the blow, and the light on it dimmed somewhat.

Taiyi was so shocked that blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he was sent flying tens of thousands of miles away.

"Cool!"

Gonggong retrieved the bead and laughed heartily, "So this thing is controlled by divine thought! I was really missing out by throwing it by hand before!"

Within the Taiyin star.

The two sisters, Xihe and Changxi, had their mouths slightly open, unable to close them for a long time.

They know their stuff.

The Flaming Banner that rises from the ground and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl are both renowned treasures of the primordial world.

The key point is that these ancestral witches used it so skillfully!

It doesn't look like someone who's just started.

Lin Xuan stood to the side, watching the two goddesses' shocked expressions, feeling incredibly smug.

"Ahem." Lin Xuan fanned himself calmly. "Please don't take offense, fairies. My brothers are usually quite frugal and reluctant to use good things. They only brought them out to make a fool of themselves today because Taiyi forced them to."

Making a fool of myself?

Is it considered making a fool of yourself to beat up Donghuang Taiyi with a top-grade innate spiritual treasure?

Chang Xi's eyes were practically sparkling as she looked at Lin Xuan.

These are hardly barbarians.

This is simply a super-rich second-generation heir who keeps his wealth hidden, and a person of great ability!

"Brother Lin Xuan, how many of these treasures does your family have?" Chang Xi couldn't help but ask.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and shook one finger: "Not many, just a few pieces per person. After all, there are many of us in the Witch Clan, and it's not enough to go around."

In the distance, Taiyi, who had just gotten up, almost fainted when he heard this.

How many pieces should each person have?

Have you no shame?!