How could an ice layer formed from frozen monolithic heavy water be broken so easily?
Even with the combined efforts of three thousand Taoist priests, they were still unable to break through it.
The giant sword, formed by combining three thousand longswords, was firmly frozen at the bottom of Mount Xishe.
Seeing this, Zhang Qingyun felt deeply humiliated and immediately drew his long sword, pointing it at Wang Ye, saying:
"So you're quite the demonic child, you do have some tricks up your sleeve. But do you really think you can defeat us just because you took some of our swords? How naive!"
After speaking, Zhang Qingyu brandished his longsword, which transformed into streaks of light as he charged towards Wang Ye.
Facing Zhang Qingyun, a powerful expert whose strength had reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm and who was also a genius of the Daoist sect, Wang Ye still gave him considerable face.
With a wave of his hand, he summoned the Heavenly Fire Hammer, and swung it at Zhang Qingyun.
The long sword in Zhang Qingyun's hand was no ordinary object; each one displayed could conjure up glimmers of light.
All of these rays of light represent some kind of energy, which is quite powerful.
When this longsword clashed with Wang Ye's Heavenly Fire Hammer, they were simply not in the same league.
Wang Ye was practically dominating Zhang Qingyun.
After more than ten rounds, Wang Ye swung his hammer, and Zhang Qingyun was blasted backward into the ranks of the three thousand Taoist priests behind him.
Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Qingyun and his large group of Taoist priests, and waved his hand dismissively, saying:
"You'd better stop causing trouble here. I'm in a very good mood today, and you even gave me a statue made of longswords. It looks quite nice on my Xishe Mountain. I'll accept this gift without hesitation."
“If you continue to linger here, I won’t let you off so easily. I can kill people when I’m in a bad mood.”
Wang Ye's friendly warning did not deter Zhang Qingyun.
The other person was so angry they were practically spitting out their nose.
When has Zhang Qingyun, a genius of the Taoist sect, ever suffered such humiliation?
Wang Ye, that brat, that treacherous and cunning son of the demonic path, has humiliated me like this, and even arrogantly says he'll let me go. This is clearly an insult to me.
Do you think I, Zhang Qingyun, can't see through it?
So Zhang Qingyun didn't rush forward again, but instead took out talismans and began chanting incantations.
The three thousand Taoist priests present also did the exact same thing as Zhang Qingyun, taking out talismans and chanting incantations.
Wang Ye immediately recognized it as an extremely powerful talisman technique from the Taoist school.
It is said that it can conjure up powerful killing moves.
But can this killer move really defeat him?
Wang Ye didn't believe it.
They were even a little curious about what kind of deadly move the other party could conjure up after creating these talismans.
Just as Wang Ye was filled with curiosity, the talismans in Zhang Qingyun and the others' hands transformed into streams of light and flew into the sky, merging together to condense into a giant dragon formed from the talismans.
The giant dragon radiated a dazzling golden light and looked extremely majestic.
In Wang Ye's opinion, it really did have the domineering aura of a true dragon.
With a wave of his hand, Wang Ye unleashed a move called "True Qi Transformation into Dragon," instantly conjuring a real dragon that charged towards the talisman dragon formed by the combined forces of the three thousand opponents and Zhang Qingyun.
The two giant dragons roared in the void as they clashed together.
In the first few rounds, Wang Ye felt that the talisman dragon was not particularly powerful.
To Wang Ye's surprise, after a few moves, his giant dragon, which was formed from true energy, was swallowed up in one gulp by the opponent's dragon.
Moreover, after swallowing it, the dragon's aura seemed to become even stronger than before.
This surprised Wang Ye, and at the same time, he secretly admired him.
It must be said that these people from the Daoist sect do indeed have some skills when it comes to fighting.
The way they teamed up to set up their formation was truly remarkable.
However, for Wang Ye, transforming true qi into a dragon was just a minor trick.
Immediately afterward, as Wang Ye raised his hand, a crimson flame ignited in his palm.
In an instant, the temperature of the entire world rose, like a small sun slowly rising.
Wang Ye waved his hand and threw it, and the flames in his palm transformed into a giant fire dragon, which rushed towards the talisman dragon.
This fiery dragon was transformed from Wang Ye's natal fire, the Pure Yang True Fire, and its destructive power was extremely strong, many times stronger than the dragon previously transformed from true essence.
After the fiery dragon took off, the two dragons fought fiercely in the sky.
This time, even though Zhang Qingyun and three thousand Taoist priests used all their magic to control the talisman dragon,
It spewed fire, water, and mist, and even grew larger to try and devour Wang Ye, but none of these methods could defeat the giant fire dragon that was transformed from Wang Ye's natal flame.
The two sides fought fiercely, and were evenly matched.
After fighting for dozens of rounds, Wang Ye had roughly figured out that the dragon with the talisman was only capable of these skills, with its strongest ability being its ability to devour.
This giant dragon can devour any attack the enemy makes.
Unfortunately, his own fiery dragon was something the other party couldn't devour.
When a dragon is being devoured, its enormous fiery body will turn into a small flame and escape to a faraway place, before suddenly growing larger again.
This caused the Talisman Dragon great distress, making it difficult to catch even a glimpse of the Flame Dragon, and even more difficult to capture it.
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