After all, the Thunder Dragon was a type of flood dragon and an extremely intelligent creature. It had originally planned to rely on its thick hide to withstand one of my attacks, then discharge electricity and electrocute me to death. But seeing that I actually wasn't afraid of thunder tribulation, it was somewhat surprised. It no longer released electricity recklessly when attacking, instead using its massive body to strike at me.
A Ninth-Level Immortal's speed was no joke. Coupled with its enormous body, every movement stirred the seawater into a storm, and the surrounding sea also churned. This made it difficult for me to move, while the chances of the Tai'a Sword striking it became pitifully low.
With no other choice, I could only keep teleporting to widen the distance between us while preparing to bombard it with spells.
In the distance, the three Ghost Path Ghosts, Qiao Anying, Xiao Mengtong, and Long Yue had Luo Shanyang thoroughly on the back foot. Being besieged clearly felt bad, and he seemed far less familiar with using ice swords, relying mostly on other ordinary spells, occasionally paired with one or two condensed ice-crystal swords. For a moment, I couldn't figure out what he was plotting.
But Luo Shanyang was devious and cunning, so I couldn't afford to underestimate him. I sent a message telling the three Ghost Path Ghosts to intensify their attacks and break through as quickly as possible, giving Long Yue and Xiao Mengtong the chance to seize the opening and kill him in one stroke!
Luo Shanyang was beaten into a frenzy and couldn't help shouting angrily, "You stole my things, and now you even plan to kill me?"
"Are you joking? These things all belonged to Long Yue's mother, Long Wei. How did they become yours?" I immediately