The Great Demon King Is Annoyed, The Little Cook Eats Boldly

"Stop it!"

"Let go of some of these ancient beasts!"

Wang Teng slid down the ice wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He had already moved his body fifty meters.

The ice wall's control ability was too strong, and it simply didn't give him a chance to resist.

"Roar!"

The Ice Dragon King roared and waved its claws, not giving Wang Teng a chance to struggle. It roared again, and a pair of icy eyes shot out a beam of light, directly hitting Wang Teng's throat.

"Third Dragon Soul, Great Strength!"

The old man Zhou roared and unleashed the third path of Dragon Soul's Great Strength. A thick, oppressive force pressed down on Wang Teng.

Clang!

The Ice Dragon King's sharp claws clashed with it, letting out a deafening roar!

The Great Strength was extremely powerful, and in an instant, it covered the Ice Dragon King's body.

The old man Zhou roared again, and was shaken and flew backward by the enormous force.

At this moment, the other Ice Dragon Kings also attacked. Ice walls, ice cones, poison mist... various attacks poured down like a torrential downpour, engulfing Wang Teng and the old man.

In an instant, the entire mountain range was filled with the sound of explosions and the roars of dragons.

Wang Teng and the old man Zhou were suppressed to the extreme, and could only rely on the cultivation of the Spirit Gate to barely resist. Their bodies were constantly covered with new wounds, and their spiritual power was rapidly depleting.

They were tossed around like a gourd, left and right, and there was no longer half a trace of the majestic dragon's head.

A trace of despair flashed in their hearts, and their minds were filled with coldness.

"This is the limit, I can't hold on anymore!"

"This gourd is a Spirit Beast, and this gourd is being torn apart by the Spirit Beast!"

"Look again, don't say that the Spirit Dragon King took it, whether the two old men can survive is a question!"

"Old King! No, you have to retreat!"

The old man Zhou dodged the attack while shouting.

"The beasts are cooperating too well, I can't escape on my own!"

Wang Teng didn't know what to say, but he was already surrounded by the dragon pack. How could he escape?

His body flickered and dodged. In a flash, he was in the middle of the dragon pack, as if he was trying to find a place where he could not escape, like the Ice Dragon King of the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Ice Dragon.

A trace of desperate thought formed in his mind.

"Old Zhou, cover me! I'm going to run away from that Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Ice Dragon!"

Wang Teng roared.

"You're tired!"

"I'm tired! Only by breaking it apart can we separate it from the dragon pack! Otherwise, I won't be able to run away!"

The sound of the dragon's roar faded away, and Wang Teng's Dragon Soul's strength suddenly erupted!

"Third Dragon Soul, Shadow Clone!"

His body instantly turned into thousands of shadow clones, scattering in all directions. The attacking Ice Dragon King was momentarily unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Second Dragon Soul, Great Strength Suppression!"

The old man Zhou also instantly unleashed his power. Two dragon souls of black and yellow light appeared, and a pair of powerful forces instantly enveloped the entire dragon pack!

The Ice Dragon King's powerful attack was just a cover.

He was looking for...

Wang Teng's true body had already escaped into the void, his speed erupted, like a phantom, instantly avoiding the Ice Dragon King and heading straight for the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Ice Dragon!

The Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Ice Dragon never expected that someone could break through its defenses and resist for so long.

By the time it realized the danger, Wang Teng's dragon claws had already firmly grasped its neck!

"Let go! Let's go!"

Wang Teng roared with hope. He didn't dare to stop. He grabbed the enormous Ice Dragon King and, with a flash, flew towards the direction of the old man's escape!

"Roar!"

The Ice Dragon King saw its clansman being captured and instantly went berserk. It let out a roar that shook the entire mountain range!

It abandoned its attack on the old man Zhou, and its huge body transformed into a stream of light, chasing after Wang Teng, who was trying to escape with the entire clan!

The old man Zhou also exhausted his strength and did not dare to delay. He immediately followed.

A mountain range of bones was formed, and a large road of death was paved.

Wang Teng saw the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Ice Dragon in front of him, struggling desperately.

The old man Zhou was dodging and attacking, and was constantly releasing his spirit skills to pursue the soldiers.

And Kang Ruo, who had already been prepared, had already opened the escape route in advance and fled for his life.

The three of them were like dragons, followed by tens of thousands of Ice Dragon Kings. Wherever they passed, the ice cracked and the snow melted.

The cold wind howled like a wolf, and the King and Old Man Zhou could only hide their bodies, panting and occasionally letting out a mournful cry.

They ran dozens of feet before stopping, the panting behind them already fading.

King Wang gritted his teeth and slammed the ice dragon that was pestering him into a giant ice block. A crack appeared on the ice block, and finally, the ice dragon was subdued.

The three of them leaned against the ice wall, gasping for air. Their bodies were covered in dense wounds, and their strength was almost completely depleted.

King Wang looked at the ice dragon he had just subdued, a helpless bitterness appearing on his face.

"He's a descendant... finally... finally he's out of trouble..."

He looked at the familiar face of Ling Yun, who had been looking at him with concern, and opened his mouth.

"Young master, you first recover your strength. When you are fully recovered, then slowly absorb it. Don't be impatient!"

Ling Yun nodded silently, his eyes widened, and he sat down cross-legged, entering the state of absorbing the ice dragon.

The shivering Old Man Zhou sat on the ground, clutching his chest and panting.

"I think King Wang, you and Ling Yun are playing around with Ling Yun, and it's considered a good deed."

"The head of the Ice Dragon King is only about 1400 years old. You and I are not weak, but we are still a bit far from it."

King Wang also had a helpless bitterness, and smiled wryly.

"The Ice Dragon King is a rare ice-attribute spirit in the world, and its strength is comparable to that of a normal spirit of five thousand years!"

"However, the Ice Dragon is a collective creature. If we are all silent, you and I can catch one and run away, even if we are lucky!"

Indeed, King Wang looked at the nine-hundred-year-old Ice Dragon King that had just emerged from the ice, and a trace of awe flashed in his eyes.

Old Man Zhou chuckled, clasped his hands, and looked up at the sky.

"When the young master finishes absorbing the spirit, I'll see how effective his martial arts are. The spirit of the ice dragon is enough to make people excited!"

A moment later, Ling Yun's eyes slowly opened, and his spirit was completely exhausted.

He stood up and walked towards the ice dragon that was still writhing. He took out a short knife from his waist, and with a single stroke, he cut open its chest, directly touching its heart.

The spirit let out a mournful cry, and its tall body trembled and collapsed, landing on the ground.

A deep, dark spiritual light slowly rose from it.

Ling Yun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and used his spiritual power to guide the spiritual light, beginning to absorb it.

King Wang and Old Man Zhou stood not far away, their expressions filled with awe, constantly staring, not daring to make the slightest sound.

As the spiritual light entered his body, a domineering and fierce aura mixed with the bone-chilling ice energy, like a torrential flood, ruthlessly washed over Ling Yun's limbs and spirit!