"Hmph! You think you can compete with your big sister here? You're still a bit too green!" Long Xian'er scoffed dismissively.
In the next moment, she cast her magic formula, and the black little bell flashed in the air. Countless poison mists shot out, sweeping towards the ground where those storage bags and artifacts were lying.
Ssshhh...
Under the corrosion of the black poison mist, within seven or eight breaths, all those storage bags, artifacts, and more on the ground were corroded into a puddle of decaying liquid.
"You..." Zhang Xiaohao was about to speak to stop her, but before he could say anything, Long Xian'er had already corroded all the storage bags and artifacts on the ground, leaving his words unspoken.
"Return." Long Xian'er shouted triumphantly.
With a point of her jade finger, the black little bell in the air flashed and returned to her hand.
She walked triumphantly to Zhang Xiaohao's side.
