899 I, Whitey, Eat Lightning

Booms echoed continuously. While Whitey dashed along the way, a set of bright armor appeared on its body.

The armor looked as if it was made of some special metal that shone dazzlingly, which was so cool and mesmerizing.

Many people were so surprised. They didn't expect to see an iron puppet dashing out when that young chef screamed.

At the Divine Spirit Realm, that puppet looked extraordinary and magical. No one could make this sort of puppet on the Hidden Dragon Continent. 

What did this puppet intend to do?

There were many Saint Sovereigns of the Royal Court in this place, and they all had broad knowledge and a profound cultivation base. However, at this moment, they didn't know what the puppet Bu Fang had summoned could do.

Boom! 

Whitey became fierce and tall. It stomped strongly on the ground, cracking it, before zooming into the sky like a cannonball. It aimed at the pressing vault of the sky.