At Tang San's command, Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng abruptly stepped forward, making the entire Main Central Spirit Fighting Platform tremble.
At the same time, their martial souls possessed them in an instant, their bodies swelling and growing taller together.
In the blink of an eye, they transformed into a humanoid White Tiger and a humanoid Blue Dragon respectively.
Then tiger and dragon charged forward together with the force of a thunderbolt, meeting the two Power Attack Spirit Masters attacking from the opposite side.
Feeling something strangely shaped suddenly wrap tightly around her slender waist, Ning Rongrong drew her long, graceful brows into a slight frown.
Of course, she knew it was Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.
But when this "worldly and knowledgeable" Little Witch saw its pitch-black, faintly purple appearance and its strange, ringed bamboo-like joints, waves of nausea washed over her, and she could not suppress her aversion.
"Rongrong, support."
Ning Rongrong instinctively wanted to tell Tang San to take this disgusting thing away, but his command had already reached her ears.
To avoid missing their opening, Ning Rongrong could only suppress her disgust for the moment.
"Seven Treasures Rotate Out Glazed Tile."
At Tang San's command, Ning Rongrong immediately sprang into action.
Her body spun gracefully once on the spot, while the Seven-Colored Pagoda, a little over a foot tall, whirled in her right palm, shedding dazzling seven-colored light.
Its jeweled radiance shimmered, exuding an overwhelming air of nobility.
Smiling, Ning Rongrong looked as ethereal as an immortal, with three spirit rings-two yellow and one purple-silently circling her.
"Seven Treasures Have a Name. First: Strength."
With that clear, melodious incantation, Ning Rongrong's first spirit ring abruptly rose and enveloped the Seven-Colored Pagoda.
With a light gesture of her left hand, three rays of colored light shot out