Battling Ding Yaolong

"If anyone can survive three moves from my Battle Beasts, I will only cripple your cultivation level and spare your life," Ling Han said calmly.

With a point of his finger, the white tiger immediately pounced out.

Murderous aura soared into the skies, and the coldness was menacing. This White Tiger was formed with the Xuanyin Source Water as its core, so it was naturally incredibly and extraordinarily cold. Furthermore, the Xuanyin Source Water was a Source Power of the heaven and earth; what kind of awesome existence was that?

Ding Shuang raised his hand, making a motion to parry this attack. But he had just raised his hand when an endless coldness attacked him, completely encasing his body in ice. He could not even move another finger.

Ice crystals had formed on his hair, his beard, and his brows, and his blood naturally had also been frozen. His whole person had become an icicle.