At this moment, the Phantom Dancer's strength had thoroughly shocked everyone present. Everyone was dumbfounded.
The powerful white wyrm could not even withstand a single move from Huan Wu. Just how powerful was she?
How was the white wyrm now? Just what kind of divine ability did Phantom Dancer use?
They were all extremely curious.
While everyone was curious, Huan Wu's expression was as cold as ice. She stared coldly at the struggling, writhing, and screaming white wyrm in front of her.
However, if someone were to carefully observe Huan Wu, they might notice something unusual.
Huan Wu's face … seemed to be a little pale, and her breathing was a little erratic. It was as if …
Unfortunately, at this moment, no one noticed this.
However, Fantasy Dance didn't show it either.
She took a deep breath and looked coldly at the wailing white wyrm. Her expression did not change in the slightest.
"Phoenix Maiden, I was wrong, I was wrong. Spare me, spare my life. I won't dare to do it again. From today onwards, I will focus on cultivating in the East Dragon Lake and will never come out again. Spare me … Ahhh …"
Howling and rolling, the white wyrm begged Huan Wu for help.
He was afraid. …
Who was this person standing in front of him? This was the Phoenix Maiden, the famous Phoenix Maiden from the ancient times! At this moment, the white wyrm's heart trembled. He had lost all hope. Even after ten thousand years of cultivation, he was still no match for the Phoenix Maiden. Moreover, if the Phoenix Maiden wanted to kill him, it would only take a few seconds!
At this moment, the white wyrm was not only terrified, but his body also became even thinner.
Every single cell was burning, and every single cell was wailing in agony. Especially his soul!
Huan Wu's main target this time was the white wyrm's soul! His Nascent Divinity!
The fierce flames burned his soul and Nascent Divinity in his body.
The white wyrm could clearly feel his life rapidly slipping away. He was going to die.
He did not want to die. After tens of thousands of years of hard work, he had reached his current level. How could he be willing to die?
At this moment, the white wyrm was filled with regret.
Why was the Phoenix Maiden here? No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure out how the Wang family had anything to do with the Phoenix Maiden.
If the White Flood Dragon knew about this layer of relationship, it wouldn't dare to come out and cause trouble even if it was beaten to death. Even if he was beaten to death, he would not dare to find trouble with Wang Chen and the others.
Even if Wang Chen and the others were very tempting, the Divine Martial Bloodline, Akatsuki, Scorpion King, Azure Dragon Bloodline, Nether Constitution, Starmoon Constitution … no matter how tempting these were, they were not as important as his life.
If it had another chance, the White Flood Dragon would definitely hide in the East Dragon Pool and not come out to do these things …
But now, there was no second chance!
There was no medicine for regret in this world! At this moment, the White Jiao was filled with pain and despair.
He couldn't understand why the Phoenix Maiden would appear here!
He was puzzled. After evolving to the level of a White Flood Dragon, he was a quasi-divine beast and had also stepped into the divine level. However, why couldn't he take a single blow from the Phoenix Maiden?
Could it be that the gap between them was really that big?
In the face of the White Flood Dragon's heart-wrenching wails and begging for mercy, Huan Wu was unmoved!
A sharp glint flashed in her eyes. "I said that you must die! Anyone who dares to hurt him must die! "
Huan Wu snorted coldly without a trace of emotion.
Then, she turned her head and looked at Wang Chen with a complicated expression. She revealed a hint of tenderness and said, "Now, you can die!"
Huan Wu turned back and snorted coldly at the White Flood Dragon.
As soon as she finished speaking, a faint glint flashed in her eyes.
A talisman formed in her hand.
"Ahhh … No, Phoenix Maiden, no! Ahhh! I can't accept this! I can't accept this! I've cultivated for 10,000 years, but why is the gap between us still so big? I can't accept this! I'll fight it out with you! "
In despair, the White Flood Dragon went crazy.
As he roared crazily, he charged toward Huan Wu, intending to perish together with her.
When she saw the White Flood Dragon's actions, a disdainful sneer flashed across Huan Wu's face.
"So what if you're in the Spirit Entrancement Realm? You're still far from that level. In ancient times, any almighty could crush you to pieces! Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand! "
Huan Wu sighed faintly as she muttered to herself.
In the face of the White Flood Dragon's frenzied charge, she remained motionless.
Just as the White Flood Dragon was about to reach Huan Wu, a wave of flames suddenly soared into the sky.
This time, the flames came from the White Flood Dragon's body. They were incomparably ferocious.
Puff! Puff!
Puff! The White Flood Dragon's movements came to an abrupt halt.
Boom!
In the next moment, the White Flood Dragon's aura abruptly disappeared. Its body, which was several hundred meters long, crashed to the ground with a loud rumble. It was no longer breathing!
The White Flood Dragon, an incomparably powerful White Flood Dragon, had actually died under such circumstances.
As it died, the White Flood Dragon's body began to rapidly shrink.
Its body, which was several hundred meters long, instantly shriveled and turned into a bag of skin.
Huan Wu reached out and made a grabbing motion. The White Flood Dragon's body floated in the air and appeared in front of her.
"Refine!"
With a soft snort, the White Flood Dragon's body was quickly engulfed by a ball of flames.
Crackle … Crackle …
The sound of burning echoed in the air, but the entire space was strangely silent.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Huan Wu.
The White Flood Dragon is dead?
Did the incomparably powerful White Flood Dragon really die just like that?
As they watched Huan Wu refine the White Flood Dragon's body, the same thought appeared in everyone's mind. Why did it seem so unrealistic? This …
The crowd was in a state of confusion.
Huan Wu became the center of attention. She became the center of attention. She became the center of attention.
The sound of burning was exceptionally ear-piercing at this moment.
Time ticked by, and the space seemed to have frozen. No one in the entire space made any movements.
After an unknown amount of time, the flames finally disappeared. A moment later, a suit of pure-white battle armor appeared before everyone's eyes. It was as white as jade!
The White Flood Dragon's body had actually been refined into a suit of battle armor before everyone's eyes.
This was a suit of battle armor refined from the incomparably powerful White Flood Dragon. The onlookers were dumbfounded when they saw the seemingly alive suit of battle armor.
This scene was simply too shocking.
Buzz …
While everyone was still in a state of shock, the battle armor began to struggle.
Rumble …
At some point in time, thunderclouds had gathered in the sky and rumbled incessantly.
The appearance of a divine weapon signified the appearance of a lightning tribulation!
It was clear that the battle armor Huan Wu had refined from the White Flood Dragon's body had reached the level of a divine weapon. It could not be tolerated by heaven and earth!
"Hmph!"
When Huan Wu sensed that the lightning tribulation was about to descend, a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes. She snorted coldly.
"Withdraw!" With a cold snort, she quickly put the battle armor in front of her.
Then, she made a series of hand seals and shouted, "Seal!"
With a cold snort, 81 seals blasted into the armor, sealing it up.
When the aura disappeared, the thunderclouds could no longer find their target and gradually dispersed.
At this moment, the battle armor had shrunk to the size of a palm. It was sparkling, translucent, and incomparably beautiful.
"Come!"
After dealing with the battle armor, Huan Wu waved her hand again. In an instant, a crystalline inner core the size of a fist appeared in her hand.
It was the White Flood Dragon's inner core! It was a pericelestial inner core.
Pericelestial was the mark of a God's Might expert. It was the mark of becoming a god.
This was the inner core of a tenth-grade monster.
Energy flowed within the white inner core. It was not full at all.
Along with the inner core was a long, translucent white whip of unknown length.
To be more precise, it was not a whip but the White Flood Dragon's tendon! That's right, it was a dragon tendon!
After the White Flood Dragon was burned to ashes, only these three items were left. But these three items, without exception, were all priceless items!
The essence of the White Flood Dragon was stored here. Except for its blood!
Although it had not completely transformed into a dragon, the White Flood Dragon's blood was already as precious as a dragon's blood. It could cleanse a martial artist's meridians and strengthen their bones.
However, the blood was not very helpful to Wang Chen, who had already reached the ninth-grade. Hence, it was not considered a loss. Moreover, was there really no more blood?
No, definitely not! How could Huan Wu not know how precious blood was? However, she understood Wang Chen's situation, so she had refined all the blood into the battle armor.
She had not wasted it. Instead, she had made the best use of it.
After putting away the items, Huan Wu heaved a sigh of relief. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She looked exhausted and weak as she turned around and walked towards Wang Chen.
She looked at Wang Chen with a gentle gaze. When she arrived in front of him, she gazed deeply at Wang Chen before turning to Wang Yan. "The White Flood Dragon Battle Armor has unparalleled defense! When he becomes a Saint Martial, let him remove the seal and draw Sister Lei here to baptize him with blood. This armor is comparable to a divine weapon! "
Huan Wu said indifferently as she handed the battle armor to Wang Yan.
She had sealed the aura and stopped the lightning tribulation for Wang Chen.
Otherwise, once the battle armor withstood the lightning tribulation, its performance would be greatly reduced if it could not be baptized with blood. This was for Wang Chen. Of course, Huan Wu could not allow any flaws to appear in it. Hence, she had sealed it.
Once Wang Chen became a Saint Martial, she would deal with it herself! This was the best solution. That was all she could do.
Wang Yan was dumbfounded when he saw Huan Wu give such a precious battle armor to Wang Chen.
Wang Yan was not the only one who was shocked. Everyone around him sucked in a breath of cold air.
Envy!
That's right. Everyone was envious.
Who would not like a battle armor comparable to a divine weapon?
Didn't they see how strong the White Flood Dragon's defense was? Not even a Saint Martial's attack could cause much damage. This kind of defense …
Who would have thought that Huan Wu would give this battle armor to Wang Chen so easily?
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