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But Feng Xi was faster than him. With a beat of her wings, she appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Your poison comes from outside. My fire was cultivated by me."

Feng Xi raised her right claw and slapped it against Venom Douluo's chest.

Venom Douluo's body flew backward as though he had been struck by a volcano, smashing into the ground, and more than half of his twelve Soul Rings dimmed.

The arrival of the Dragon Race and the Phoenix Clan instantly reversed the situation on the battlefield.

But the Title Douluo captains did not collapse.

They possessed twelve Soul Rings, twelve kinds of abilities, and every one of them was bizarre and ever-changing.

Though the Dragon Race and Phoenix Clan were powerful, if they fought one-on-one, they would still be worn down by those uncanny abilities.

The Orc King Zhan Chui climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted to Ao Lie.

"Ao Lie, these pirates' abilities are bizarre! One person has twelve kinds of abilities. Fighting them alone is too much of a loss! We need to coordinate!"

A gleam flashed through Ao Lie's dragon pupils. "How do we coordinate?"

Zhan Chui gritted his teeth and said, "Your Dragon Race has strong bodies. Be the shield! The Phoenix Clan's flames can counter their poison mist, shadows, and illusions! We Orc Race will launch the frontal assault! The Dwarf Race and Elf Race will be here soon. Let them support us!"

Ao Lie nodded. "Good! Zhan Chui, you deal with that Shadow Douluo. I'll help you block his attacks!"

The two quickly reached an understanding.

Zhan Chui charged toward Shadow Douluo, and Zhan Feng broke free from the Shadow Cage and followed behind Zhan Chui.

Ao Lie circled