"Nine Heavens Iceberg Technique?" The Ghost Fetus Elder looked at the ice dragon conjured by Yu Wen Dou, a mocking smile playing at the corner of his lips, "If your father used this move, I might be a bit wary, but when you do it, ha ha, it's simply not enough!"
As he spoke, the ice dragon and the evil dragon clashed together.
The evil dragon spiraled in mid-air, shook its head, and bit into the ice dragon's neck.
The ice dragon let out a roar, trying to struggle free, but then came the crisp sound of its neck breaking.
The ice dragon disintegrated into snowflakes on the spot, scattering down.
The evil dragon roared victoriously at the sky and darted toward Yu Wen Dou again.
Yu Wen Dou's face changed drastically.
He never expected his Nine Heavens Iceberg Technique to be so easily shattered.
"Mr. Ye, run quickly!"
Knowing he was no match for the Ghost Fetus Elder, Yu Wen Dou shouted, waving his hand, and in an instant wove an ice wall in front of himself.
