C524 Jiao dan

As a result, when they saw Feng Zhi's cold and emotionless gaze sweeping over them, the strange beasts in the sea trembled and retracted their gazes. They all sank a little into the sea, showing their respect to Feng Zhi.

After killing the disobedient Black Jiao, Feng Zhi did not have any interest in catching a strange beast in the sea to roast it. After confirming that there would be no stupid thing attacking her, she started to size up the Black Jiao's body that was as big as a small mountain.

The Black Jiao was not weak, compared to the Martial Saint of humans, it was still slightly higher.

Therefore, its corpse could also be said to be filled with treasures.

When Feng Zhi had first found the Heaven Returning Falcon King in the dense fog, it was only at the eighth stage, and its strength was not as strong as the Black Jiao. At that time, the body of the Heaven Returning Falcon King already contained so much spirit energy, so one could imagine, the spirit energy in the Black Jiao's body was definitely much more than the body of the Heaven Returning Falcon King.

Un, I should still bring them back for Feng Ming and the others to eat.

With such a large plant, it should be enough for them to eat for a long period of time, right?

Feng Zhi had decided on the use of the Black Flood Dragon's corpse in such a short period of time.

However …

Before that, she still had things to do.

With a thought, Feng Zhi's sleeves fluttered, and she instantly arrived at the position seven inches away from the Black Flood Dragon.

That should be where the Black Jiao's dragon core was located.

The dragon race had dragon pearls, and the Black Flood Dragon had dragon cores as well.

Even if a flood dragon's core wasn't as powerful as a dragon's pearl, it could still be considered a treasure. Naturally, such an item had to be taken out.

Feng Zhi bent her five fingers slightly and clawed at the Black Jiao's body that had thick black scales.

Afterwards, the Black Flood Dragon's body, which even an extremely sharp high grade weapon could not necessarily leave an imprint on, was easily pierced through by Feng Zhi's claw, as if it was a piece of paper.

Even her pure white sleeves were dyed red because of this. Feng Zhi's hand searched the Black Flood Dragon's neck area for a long time, and finally found what she was looking for, before pulling out with her hand.

"Hua!"

Carrying another rain of blood, on Feng Zhi's hand that was dyed red, a black round bead that was around the size of a fist appeared.

This was the Black Jiao's dragon core.

Any beast that had mastered this art would have this beast core.

For strange beasts, beast cores were their most important object. They contained more than half of the energy of the strange beasts' cultivation, so they absolutely could not afford to lose it.

The Black Flood Dragon was naturally the same.

A strange beast's beast cores were extremely useful. Not only could they be used to increase a martial artist's strength, they could also be used to concoct pills.

Feng Zhi was a renowned pill refiner, so naturally, the Dragon Pellet had its greatest uses in her hands. It could be used to refine pills that could raise a cultivator's strength, and could be said to be a treasure.

Thinking about how there were still so many young disciples left in the Feng Family who still needed to improve their strength, Feng Zhi looked at the Flood Dragon Pellet in her hands and smiled.

Then, she turned towards Long Yan who had been looking at her the entire time, and said with a smile: "Look, Flood Dragon Pellet."

At this time, Feng Zhi's white clothes were almost half dyed red. Her originally white hands were now covered in blood, making him look extremely terrifying.

However, when Long Yan saw this scene, he did not even blink his eyes.

No matter how Feng Zhi looked, in his eyes, she was always the most beautiful.

Not to mention just slaughtering a Flood Dragon, even if her hands were stained with its blood, Long Yan would not even blink if she had slaughtered all of the people in the world, no matter how many people's blood her hands were covered.

So he returned a smile to Feng Zhi and moved to Feng Zhi's side. He first reached out his dry and warm hands to gently touch Feng Zhi's head, then tightly gripped onto Feng Zhi's hands, completely ignoring the fact that her hands were covered in blood.

Even if Feng Zhi wanted to advance step by step in the blood, he would still accompany her to step on the dark red ground.

Long Yan's eyes were filled with warmth and gentleness.

Being stared at in such a manner, Feng Zhi chuckled lightly.

Even though she had no interest in slaughtering the thousands of people in the world, but no matter what, to have such a person by her side was enough to make her heart warm.

She looked at Long Yan and suddenly had the urge to kiss him.

As Feng Zhi thought this, she didn't suppress her impulse in the slightest, and automatically pressed her imprint onto Long Yan's slightly curved lips.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, right next to the Black Flood Dragon's bloody corpse, the two of them kissed as if no one else was there, enjoying the kiss between them.

This was their world.

No one could disturb them.

At this moment, whether it was the warriors on the city wall or the strange beasts on the sea, no one dared to make a sound.

They had a nagging feeling that if they were to disturb the two of them, the consequences would be dire.

After a long while, Feng Zhi and Long Yan finally ended their kiss.

Long Yan raised his hand to wipe away the blood on Feng Zhi's face. Then, he glanced at the Black Flood Dragon's corpse.

He did not care about the Black Jiao at all.

Originally, he wanted to capture this beast to be Feng Zhi's mount. Since this beast didn't know what was good for it, then, it wouldn't be a pity if it died.

Feng Zhi smiled at Long Yan, "The meat of this beast should be a great supplement for Feng Ming and the rest, after that, I will give it to them to eat. Flood Dragon, Profound Martial Continent should not be much, it can be considered a rare item."

Long Yan nodded.

Then, as if she thought of something, Feng Zhi loosened her grip on Long Yan's arm.

He had already dug out the dragon core, but there was still something else.

She once again flew back to the Black Flood Dragon's head. Seeing the additional sinister big hole caused by the loss of a single horn, Feng Zhi first withdrew the Serpent Dragon Core, and then, a hand extended towards the bloody hole. She slightly bent over her five fingers, and before she even touched the bloody hole, his hand slowly withdrew, as if she had pulled something out from the Black Flood Dragon's head.

The practitioners on top of the city walls naturally could not see what Feng Zhi was doing. Only Long Yan, who was beside him, could clearly see what was happening before his eyes.

As Feng Zhi slowly retracted her hand, a black illusion gradually appeared on the previously empty palm.

The illusory shadow seemed to be a ball of irregular fog as it continuously churned under Feng Zhi's palm. From time to time, it would try to rush out of the range that Feng Zhi's palm could control.

However, it was as if there was an invisible barrier surrounding Feng Zhi's palm. No matter how that ball of afterimages charged out, it could only be trapped under Feng Zhi's palm, unable to escape.

When Feng Zhi completely retracted her hand and flipped her palm upwards, that ball of shadow was finally fully formed.

Wasn't that shape the same as the Black Flood Dragon from before?