God’s Empire

"Liya, Your Excellency Wang Lan, we're leaving."

Just as Wang Lan was about to speak, Nervin's voice came from a distant campsite.

"Let's go, we're leaving."

Wang Lan turned to Li Ya, and then counted the points with his toes on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he gathered with everyone.

Liya's rosy mouth pursed slightly, and then quickly chased after everyone.

Everyone continued to set off. After two long journeys, everyone finally came to the sealed land. Looking at the endless iceberg in front of them, everyone was a little impatient.

"What should I do? It's impossible to take a detour. The army is about to reach the frontal battlefield of the Black Dragon Mountains!"

"The black dragon will definitely be awakened by the war at that time."

bump!

Bescord was in front of the iceberg with an angry face: "There must be some way to get past it!"

Seeing the anxiety on his friend's face, Geraint hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "I'll come."

Then, under Bescord's puzzled look, he walked to the ice wall, covered his chest for a moment, and then stretched out his hand and pressed it on a spot.

Then, under the astonished gazes of everyone, including Wang Lan, the incomparably huge iceberg actually cracked slowly from the middle.

Wang Lan was really surprised at this time. An iceberg comparable to a giant mountain range was actually split from the middle by a mechanism?

King-level powerhouses don't have this kind of physical strength, right?

Then, after sensing the fluctuations that vaguely spilled out of this sealed land, he was not surprised.

"It seems that the will of the plane has sealed the dragon clan of this continent. It seems that the king-level dragon clan was born in this plane."

Wang Lan exclaimed in his heart.

[So can you absorb the source of the plane? ]

Hearing the cold words of the system, Wang Lan was even more speechless.

Are you so obsessed with the origin of this plane?

The crowd then followed Geraint into the crevice of the ice, looking at the dragon clan surrounded by ice, but faintly visible, a ray of light flashed in Wang Lan's eyes.

Although the bloodline is not as pure and supreme as those perverted dragon races in the Illusory Continent, it is still a good Yalong.

And this is similar to the shape of a griffin, but it is more huge and gorgeous, and it is still pure gold...

The other kind of silver dragon is also very handsome. It is generally a seventh-level strength. Having experienced the baptism of the Illusory Continent, Fu should be able to become a gold-level dragon.

Thinking of this, Wang Lan is even more excited. He is extremely lacking in air mobility, but he has never been able to draw.

The mental power quickly dissipated, and Wang Lan's eyes were even more surprised. There were more than 100,000 two kinds of dragons, and more than half of them were still alive!

Glancing at Geraint and Algeta, Wang Lan's mouth twitched slightly.

Although we have known each other for a period of time, under the precursor of the great development, some of the strategies still do not violate Wang Lan's original intention.

"Roar!"

Just as Wang Lan was thinking about how to recover Geraint and Argeta, a dense roar came from the ice wall above his head, and then countless white magic **** slammed down at everyone.

"Gravekeeper of the Sealed Land!"

Geraint warned the crowd.

Karaqiu and the priest held up their magic shields at the same time, blocking the next wave of attacks.

But the next moment, Wang Lan moved.

Stepping on the ice wall and smashing a large piece of solid ice, Wang Lan instantly got close to a tomb guard, smashed all the people and the mounts into pieces with one punch, and then killed all the four or five tomb guards around with three knives. The remaining strength to set foot on the sky is dissipated.

After falling back to the ground, Wang Lan's expression remained unchanged, and he reached out and took out a folding bow from the cloak behind him.

Reaching out and pulling, a majestic energy began to gather at the bow head, and a white imaginary arrow quickly took shape.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Liya and Nervin, the arrows flew out instantly, and scattered dozens of number one arrows in the air.

Shooting down most of the surrounding tomb guards, watching the surrounding tomb guards who began to flee, Wang Lan put away the bow and arrow.

"Wow, that's amazing."

Liya's green eyes were full of admiration, and Nervin's eyes flickered.

Archery is the most important source of strength for their Altera elves, but she actually found that a human's archery is stronger than their elves?

"I've learned it before, if I want to, I'll have time to teach you later."

Wang Lan smiled, then looked at the shaky ice wall around him, and reminded.

"We should get out of here."

Everyone also raised their heads, and then their faces changed greatly, and they ran quickly outside.

Whoa!

One after another snow and ice cubes began to fall, but because everyone's physical strength was not consumed by the tomb guards, they still ran out without any danger.

But what made Wang Lan interesting was that Geraint and Argeta ran out more than ten seconds late.

Others may think it's nothing, but he understands how Geraint and Arjeta have changed in these ten seconds.

"Keep going."

After a few hours, everyone came to the outside of the Black Dragon Mountain Range, but the other people's faces turned pale, and there was a faint sound of killing from the periphery of the distant mountain range.

And depending on the situation, it has been going on for quite a while.

"Damn, we're still late!"

Bescord cursed angrily.

"I don't think that's what we should be worrying about right now."

Karaqiu looked at the hundreds of thousands of monsters surging from the mountains and fields in the distance, and said.

Bescord was also stunned by the scene in front of him. He looked at the battlefield of the army in the distance, his face was ugly.

"Why are there so many monsters? This doesn't match the intelligence!"

Everyone's faces became complicated instantly~www.wuxiahere.com~ They thought that the black dragon's deep sleep was their victory back then, but now it seems that things are not so simple.

"Even if the black dragon is asleep, it can't be seen. The number of these monsters may have reached the combined military strength of all the armies of humans and elves."

Geraint said solemnly.

With a lot of knowledge, he instantly saw the advantages of monsters today.

Can be completely superior to the coalition in all aspects.

Nervin suddenly said: "Now there is another way, that is to kill the black dragon, then these monsters will be confused and kill each other, and then everything will be solved."

Everyone nodded in agreement and then all went to the mountain where the black dragon was sleeping without saying a word.

Hope it's all in time.

This is all the thoughts except Wang Lan.

When everyone passed through a gap, Barna smashed the boulder with a single blow, temporarily blocking the attack of some monsters.

Wang Lan followed Liya and looked at the surrounding monsters.

Once any monsters over level 8 intend to rush over, he will directly kill them.

After all, in the original book, Liya was besieged by a group of high-level monsters here, and then died to save Lambert.

However, this time it is reality, and no one knows if it will be resurrected.

Since he has this strength, he naturally won't let such unpleasant things happen under his own eyes.

"Roar!"

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