A gray light suddenly shot out from the mushroom cloud, Wuzhiqi jabbed with his stick, boom~ a ripple swept through, the gray light couldn't advance any further.
"Screech~" Thousands of firebirds danced and swarmed towards Immortal Elder of the Southern Pole, booming~ under the firebirds' assault, the Immortal Elder of the Southern Pole was in an awkward plight.
"Bang bang bang~" The firebirds slammed into Immortal Elder of the Southern Pole one after another, and with a painful scream, he turned into a flaming meteor, thumping~ crashing into the earth below, causing the ground to shake and dust to rise.
"Hehe~ take this old stick of mine!" He swung down his iron stick, boom~ a ripple spread out, and Chi Jingzi also banged into the ground.
Shi Ji calmly said, "Alright, come back!"
Wuzhiqi, carrying his iron stick, walked towards the cloud head, standing behind Shi Ji.
The cloud head descended, and everyone arrived before the grand army of Yin Shang.
