Rommel Linglong's deep gaze roamed back and forth on the map of Chalk Mountain, but when he met the mark of death, his handsome and respectful face was written plainly, and his slender fingers would be beaten lightly and heavily, and the corners of his lips were slightly confident, as if he was strategizing, everything was under control, and he was such a trustworthy guy.

Wu Wenxu and the others surrounded the man, holding their breath and waiting for his prediction and analysis, a few months ago, when he was still in the snow village of Venolia, Wu Wenxu was deeply impressed by the wisdom of the spirit dragon peerless, and because of this, Wu Wenxu blasted the throat of the North Continent, and came to this borderless land in the extreme west, cursing the ice field.

Everything is just as Rommel Linglong predicted the trend progress, everything is also under the command of Wu Wenxu in an orderly manner, the two are like strings and bows, when the unparalleled string is on the rare strong bow in the world, it will shoot the strongest arrow in heaven and earth!

"Click."

The index finger of the spirit dragon's arm like a beautiful jade tapped the map, and the gentle sound of the fingertip colliding with the map actually carried an elegant and intoxicating sound, like a stone splashing mountain stream, and everyone's eyes moved, and they couldn't help but look at the flawless palm of the spirit dragon.

Rommel's finger turned out to be the one that had damaged more than 3,000 lizardmen, leaving Wu Wenxu and the others on the east side of the Cretaceous Mountain in a nightmare, and it was necessary to cross countless deadly ice caves to pass through there, but at the end was an abyss cliff!

Wu Wenxu swore that he really didn't want to go to that cliff of despair again.

"My lord, is there a cliff at the end of the abyss?"

Linglong's question will definitely not be without a question, Wu Wenxu nodded solemnly, Linglong's eyes suddenly sank, and he muttered: "If I guessed correctly, the real passage to the Chalk Mountain is under the cliff." ”

"Why?"

As soon as Rommel Linglong's words came out, everyone was shocked, they had personally experienced such despair, stepping on the corpses of countless companions to the end, only the cold and biting wind, with a dead silence and gray fog, the pitch-black abyss that could not be seen without five fingers, let alone probing below, standing on the edge of the cliff, who would dare to climb down!

In an instant, the spirit dragon's slender index finger began to move under the gaze of a large area of surprise and surprise, he first slashed to the north, drawing a straight and shallow mark in the flat thick liquid hell, and when the straight line reached the top, Rommel Spirit Dragon suddenly leaned to the west and pulled down suddenly.

The misty Hell of Thick Liquid and the Dead-End Canyon in the north suddenly formed a forty-five-degree angle, Rommel Linglong pressed the dead end, and his eyes were absolutely confident: "Bitmond seems to be a natural fortress, but in fact, it is not, the Thick Liquid Hell and the means of sealing the valley appeared in the First Rune War two hundred years ago, when the Noxian general Clark captured a corner of the super fortress in the Southern Continent, in order to consolidate the powerful terrain, and worked with the chemical maniacs of Zu'an City to transform the mountain range, and laid out from the Chalk Mountain, You can see the afterimage of the Super Fortress of that year. ”

"Unfortunately, the defensive battle had a negative impact on the Southern Continent War because of its huge cost and little effect, and despite General Clark's talent, he never left that fortress again throughout his life."

"So, the way to crack it is under the cliff?" The fat man was in awe of the handsome man.

"Exactly, the strategist who laid out Bitmond back then was very clever, he and General Clark had the same strategy, the only way to survive among the three mountain climbing trails was not to let go of a single soldier, and the other two roads had heavy soldiers and death trap handles, this practice was actually to cover up and attract the attention of the enemy, if you don't recognize the strange circle, you will be trapped in these two paths forever, until you are consumed by life and death."

"Gollum ......"

Rommel Linglong's analysis made Wu Wenxu's throat squirm silently, wiping away the cold sweat on his pale cheeks, and Wu Wenxu's pupils were deeply glad that the chalk mountain was really terrible.

Suppose that Nunu is the only one who comes today, won't he have to repeat his old tricks and step on the thick liquid hell to go straight up? After countless casualties, finding that only countless ambushes and arrows and rolling stones awaited him at the end, Wu Wenxu didn't know if he could survive at that moment.

The atmosphere was silent, and suddenly there was no speech.

Rommel Linglong saw that everyone looked worried, and couldn't help but smile calmly and said: "The previous attack on the mountain was not fruitless, as expected, the general of the Chalk Mountain has judged us to be a warrior with no strength and no strategy, since he said that tomorrow is the deadline, today, we will take the Chalk Mountain!" ”

Rommel Agile is so powerful!

Everyone looked at each other, and they had no intention of refuting this talented man, or that everything was overshadowed before he pointed out the confidence and pride of the country.

But... If it is really as the man said, he can take the chalk mountain today!

The resentment of the past few days turned into a bloody force, and everyone was gearing up, eager to break through the chalk mountain, and eager to wash away the humiliation.

Everyone, I'm convinced of Rommel Linglong!

"Master Strategist, please lead us to the Chalk Mountain!"

Steagrona and the others fell to their knees, the brothers did not know how to be abused in the enemy camp, they lived every day like a knife, and the ice descendants of the Chalk Mountain, they dreamed of slashing them with a thousand knives and devouring flesh and blood!

Days of resentment and grievance. Turned into a roaring anger and power, even Wu Wenxu clenched his fists, and his eyes surged suddenly, those chalk mountain ice descendants who gave themselves deep shame and let countless soldiers die tragically, today, none of them want to live!

"We have just used the power of prophecy, and the fate of Emperor Yoo and the others is in full swing, and together with the commander of the lizardmen, they should stay in the fortress of Bitmund."

The words that were as clear and elegant as water carried supreme gentleness and ripples, it was actually the stunning girl who was nestled next to the lord who opened her eyes, her pair of sheared water and clear pupils, with an obscure soft halo, such a light and mysterious halo, but let everyone feel an irresistible power.

In the three thousand green silks where the girl dances without the wind, it is like a torrent of time, no one can go upstream, they can only watch life flow through their fingers, and that soft halo exudes the power of the same fate as time!

"Great!"

Although I don't know if Ling Hanyue's prediction is accurate, before going out to fight, I can hear that the brothers are still resting unharmed, and the stone hanging in their hearts is finally put down, and at the same time, the desire to rescue Feng Luo Messisai and others makes everyone's morale even higher.

The sound of robe rolling broke out in the air, and it was the lord who danced his black robe and walked out of the tent, without saying much, the enthusiastic crowd followed closely, as for how to climb and hang down, they were already reluctant to think about it, because that man meant the firmest faith, it was the belief of everyone!

The army of 6,000 pointed to the Chalk Mountain again.

In the past, every time Lord Diablo went out on an expedition, a pair of fiery eyes would rise on the ice field, but as the lord became more and more tired and went down the mountain in embarrassment, the eyes in the black cave became fewer and fewer, so that this time around the chalk mountain, there was no longer the eye of a hopeful.

What is hope?

When hope is shattered by despair again and again, who wants to endure such pain again.

However, hope will always shine in front of Wu Wenxu, that mountain, that land, will become the first territory of his Lord Diablo, and it will ring, the death bell belonging to the Ice Descendants!

The eastern part of the Chalk Mountains is a truly natural place.

Perhaps due to the erosion of the harsh cold wind for thousands of years, there are ice caves of different depths everywhere, some are like caves standing on smooth and icy peaks, and some are just walking into frozen crypts, in the east of the cold wind, the chalk mountain land has already formed a thumb-thick layer of ice, stepping on the ice is a little unsteady, it will roll into the surrounding crypts, if it is a natural crypt, it is okay, but those holes covered with thick black spikes, how many reckless pedestrians have been deprived of their lives?

After several bloody explorations, everyone had enough insight into this obviously easy to see ice road, and the first time they stepped through this area, many people slid into the crypt, their bodies pierced, blood and bones hideous, and there was no place to bury.

Of course, it's not the ice-blue caves and crypts that really frighten people, but the endless and calm-looking ice that appears in front of you when you step on this uneven steep slope.

Corrupted by the chaotic freezing magic, the ice on the chalk is smoother and smoother than before, and if you step on the ice, the slightest unsteadiness will cause you to slip and fall with others, if you think that this alone is very wrong, on the ice level that requires a hammer to break, there are countless ice caves!

The cruel Ice Descend placed a small hurricane demon array in every ice cave, which did not fall very much, and after the body was pierced by the spikes, the hot blood was sprinkled on the ground, and immediately became the energy source to drive the demon array......

"I have a little snowman ~ I ride it every day ~"

The desolate and empty ice of death reverberated with the melodious nursery rhymes of little Nunu,

The snowman knight stood high above the ice slope, and Nunu looked down at the endless ice field, not only did not show a look of hesitation or fear, but danced happily, this strange guy actually ordered the snowman Willamp to walk directly to the ice.

Can't the tenth-order Magus tell the danger?

Wu Wenxu was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Nunu be careful, the ice surface is full of blinding magic!" ”

The snowman knight did not stop, and directly took Wu Wenxu's exhortation as a deaf ear, and Sun Dasheng, who was sitting on the somersault cloud, was leisurely, and Wei Langpu was majestic, and he stepped on the ice with heavy steps, and immediately made a loud and dull sound.

"Will Rumpu, he said blinding?" Nunu chuckled as she tugged at her hat.

In the midst of contemptuous laughter, the snowman Willamp let out an earth-shattering laugh in his throat: "Swallow them whole!" ”

(End of chapter)