Chapter 1148 The ambition to dominate the world
V "Haha, does it matter if the minus nine degrees is missing?"
Dumpling Skin coughed dryly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.
"The problem now is, the world."
He turned to look at Ao Cong Tianxia.
"How do you plan to defeat the old dream of the empty city?"
"To be honest, before Boss Wushuang died, he was united with top-notch entities such as Muchen, Satan, and Yi Jian Piao Yao."
"They couldn't kill the old dream of the empty city, but they were killed instead."
"Now that we are sitting here, to be honest..."
Then, Dumpling Skin looked around and spoke without mercy.
"They are just defeated soldiers. Why should they fight against the old dream of an empty city?"
The words don't sound good.
But the dumpling wrapper's opinion was unanimously recognized by everyone.
There was a lot of discussion in the hall at that moment, and some people even nodded in agreement.
"The world, to be honest, the dumpling skin is rough but not rough."
At this time, a rough man with dark skin and beard [Shawang] said.
"We are all people who have suffered losses at the hands of Empty City Old Dream."
"To be honest, after knowing that the boss was killed by Kongcheng Jiumeng in [Surge of Wind], the brothers were somewhat disheartened."
"If you are really confident, proudly, show me your trump card and let the brothers take a look."
"If you really kill the old dream of the empty city, I, King Sha, will definitely obey you!"
"But if you let your brothers die with you."
"Even if I die here, I will never agree to it, let alone explain it to everyone."
"Although my [Heaven]'s strength is severely damaged now, it can never be manipulated by anyone who wants to!"
At the end of the sentence, there was a cold glint in Sand King's eyes, and his attitude was unexpectedly resolute.
"The same is true for Shushan."
Duan Lang, who was carrying a silver-white spear, sat upright and said without changing his expression.
"Li Ming will never make any insignificant sacrifice again."
The man with a sinister expression, Jiuyou, also shook his head.
"hehe."
I heard people say this.
The smile on Ao Wangtianxia's face gradually faded.
Gradually shrouded in haze.
He looked around and nodded slightly.
"Of course I know what you think."
"Of course, we don't need to doubt the strength of Empty City Old Dream."
"Otherwise Zhan Wushuang and the others would not have died at the hands of Kongcheng Jiumeng."
"But since I, the arrogant person in the world, dare to stand up and take this initiative now, do you think I won't have any confidence at all?"
"Don't you want your brother to die? Are you willing to do it if I am proud of the world?"
"Dry stuff, come up with some dry stuff."
Dumpling Skin interjected.
"Dry stuff?"
There was a hint of coldness in Ao Wangtianxia's eyes.
"From the time when I was so proud of my guild and was beaten to the death by you [Star Temple], to now that I have been reborn and once again stood at the pinnacle of Yulongyin, can't you still see that I am so proud of my strength that I am so proud of the world?"
Hearing this, Dumpling Skin smiled and shook his head.
"I have to admit, your rise is surprising."
"But relying on this alone, it is impossible to defeat the old dream of the empty city!"
"Now you and I, in front of his old dream in an empty city, are still kneeling to eat."
"Ha ha."
Ao Wangtianxia sneered.
"Dumpling skin, there is no need for you to grow up with other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige."
"His dream is very strong, but it doesn't necessarily mean he is invincible."
"I won't say any more."
I saw Ao Wangtianxia standing up, with light shining in his eyes.
"Time will tell whether I, Ao Zi, have the ability to sustain him for nine days."
"If you have any doubts, don't worry. In a few days, I will let you enjoy the first sweetness of my proud hands!"
"Since we are all here to avenge our boss, I think everyone can afford to wait for this little time. By then, it won't be too late for you to consider whether to follow me, right?"
Looking at the people in the audience.
Dumpling Skin and the others remained silent.
But their faces were more solemn.
Obviously they are all engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.
Before leaving, Ao Wangtianxia left a message.
"Nine degrees below zero must be taken. I must eat his bowl of rice."
"Let's see how long he can spend with me."
…
【Frozen Wasteland】.
Under the cold moon, thousands of miles of scorched earth stretched as far as the eye could see.
The Ice Crown Fortress standing between heaven and earth looks lonely and mysterious.
The black iron guards guarding the left and right sides of the fortress gate stand as straight as pine trees.
For tens of millions of years.
This is true.
Just tonight.
With a loud and powerful roar.
Suddenly.
Countless skills and magic soared into the sky.
The night has been silent for tens of thousands of years.
Suddenly illuminated.
"Brothers, fire!!!!"
With a roar of innocence.
Suddenly, sixty of the most elite Nine Heavens warriors appeared.
In an instant, intensive firepower was unleashed.
Thunder and lightning, frost, fire...
Bows, daggers, spears.
But in an instant, the two guards were completely submerged in the sea of swords and magic.
That's not a very thick health bar.
Large pieces fell off.
They haven't even organized a decent counterattack yet.
It was completely melted.
After all, there are only two people, and there are 60 people opposite them!
"Gathering Fire City Gate!!!"
After following the two guards to the end.
Covered with a layer of white frost, a blood groove rose from the huge black iron gate.
[Gate of Icecrown Citadel]
HP: 10000000
Attack power: 0
Defense value: 20000
This is the normal attribute of a building, with no attack ability.
But it is also difficult to break through 10 million HP and 20,000 defense value in a short time.
When everyone attacked the gate.
On the walls on both sides of the gate.
Suddenly, a large number of black iron archers emerged silently.
He was wearing black iron armor and holding a black longbow.
The momentum of the entire army seemed solemn and indifferent.
Behind the archers, there was a row of mages and warlocks in black robes.
Almost at the same time.
The attack of the black iron army also fell from the sky like a tsunami wave.
Dense arrows covered the sky and the sun.
There were sharp sounds of breaking through the air in the air.
The magicians behind him cast strange black magic.
Some summoned skeletons on the spot, and some magic could corrode a large area and cause corrosive damage.
"Disperse the teams according to the organization and form a defensive formation!"
Wu Zui adjusted the formation in time.
In this case.
It is different from fighting BOSS.
Tanks cannot attract hatred.
What they can do.
Is to raise the shield in their hands, or rely on their solid flesh.
Try to block the front as much as possible and eat the damage of these skills.
The priest is quite important.
A priest basically has to take care of the other four members of the team, which is very stressful.
At the beginning of the battle, with rich skills and sufficient mana reserves.
It can still be taken care of.
But it can be seen with the naked eye that as the battle progresses.
When the priest's skills enter the cooldown and the mana begins to be stretched, the battle will inevitably enter an extremely difficult stage.
"Damn, I didn't expect to fight this kind of siege battle!"
Under pressure, Wu Zui panted.
What they can do now is to end this siege as soon as possible and enter the city.
Then their defensive situation will be solved.
"Kongcheng Longteng and Buyi, and Duoduo."
"You guys, attack the city gate with all your strength! As soon as possible!"
As the highest output in the team.
There is no doubt that this heavy burden falls on them.
