Chapter 1783: Kill That Peng Xiao (2/2)

Invincible Shen Jian 35020K 2022-07-23

“That seems like the Ancient Heaven Buddha Sect’s Transmigration Grand Movement, doesn’t it?”

A Martial Demon Emperor Palace’s Ancestor voiced his doubt aloud.

The Ancient Heaven Buddha Sect was a famous hidden sect since ancient times. The sect’s power was comparable to the current top ten Emperor Palaces; however, it had been many billions of years since the Ancient Heaven Buddha Sect last appeared.

Some said the Ancient Heaven Buddha Sect had offended a peerless expert and was annihilated by him. Others said that the Ancient Heaven Buddha Sect’s Chief had entered death seclusion to break through the realm above the Emperor Realm.

On the battle stage, Peng Xiao tensed from an invisible pressure.

Inside the Heavenly Court Secret Region, a total of five disciples from the Brightness Emperor Palace and Grandmist Emperor Palace had besieged her. One of them was named Zhuo Ran. He was a late-First Order Heavenly Monarch Realm. However, even though all five of them were put together, they wouldn’t last when fighting against this Wu Yanxi.

Wu Yanxi suddenly struck out with his palm, breaking past the protective purple flames around Peng Xiao and went straight for Peng Xiao’s heart. He obviously intended to shatter Peng Xiao’s heart in one strike.

Although a God King Realm expert’s body was powerful and could be said to be immortal, it was still subjective. Moreover, the heart was the most fragile yet essential organ; once the heart was gone, a person’s body was half-crippled.

“Xiaoxiao, watch out!” Fang Xuanxuan shouted a warning, as her face paled in an instant.

Just as everyone thought Wu Yanxi’s palm strike would shatter Peng Xiao’s heart, a rumbling dragon’s roar came from Peng Xiao’s body.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this unexpected factor.

Wasn’t Peng Xiao’s physique the Purple Phoenix Physique? Why was there dragon’s roar coming from her body?

Subsequently, everyone saw nine huge dragons flying out from Peng Xiao’s body, letting out deafening roars that shook the heavens. A majestic dragon might swept over, their condescending gaze peered over the battle stage.

A black-colored armor rose to the surface of Peng Xiao’s body.

A burst of numbing pain shot up Wu Yanxi’s arm when his palm strike landed on the black divine armor as if he had just struck his palm against a giant wall. The collision force sent him staggering back in a sorry state.

This result astounded the spectators.

Even the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun, who was sitting on the dragon chair on the high stage, looked towards the battle stage twelve, more accurately, at the black divine armor on Peng Xiao’s body.

“What kind of divine armor is that?! It’s so powerful!” A Brightness Emperor Palace’s Ancestor sucked in a breath of cold air.

A peak late-Tenth Order God King Realm disciple actually repelled a peak late-First Order Heavenly Monarch Realm expert purely relying on the divine armor alone. This defensive power could only be described as terrifying.

“That, that is the Desolate Era’s Black Dragon Clan’s Black Dragon Divine Armor! A top-grade grandmist spiritual artifact ah!” One of the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s Ancestors shrieked, and his eyes rounded in astonishment.

“What?! The Desolate Era’s Black Dragon Clan’s Black Dragon Divine Armor!”

Those words sent a wave of shock through the plaza, and the crowd was in a furor.

A top-grade grandmist divine armor, ah! This was a treasure that many peak late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm experts could only dream of. Even existences that had surpassed the Emperor Realm did not necessarily have this high grade of divine armor!

Zhao Lei, Fang Xuanxuan, Li Shan, and the others were genuinely shocked but soon showed an appreciative expression. Even though others didn’t know,they were well aware that the Black Dragon Divine Armor belonged to Huang Xiaolong. It looks like Huang Xiaolong gave it to Peng Xiao for her protection.

“No wonder a no-conscience guy like you wasn’t worried earlier.” Fang Xuanxuan fumed at Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong sweated inwardly—how come his ‘conscience’ was dragged into this.?