“Fight with us. How can your ice mountain race fight with us? Today is the day you will be exterminated!”
In the Central Palace of the largest ice mountain of the ice mountain race, a terrifying energy swept across. Cracks slowly appeared on the entire ice mountain.
Wang Xian stared coldly at the crazy three guardians of the giant sword. His face was filled with a ghastly expression.
After being hunted by the ice mountain race for such a long time, today was the day they had to pay the price.
“Roar! I can’t accept this! I can’t accept this! What faction are you guys from?”
The three guardians of the giant sword roared with a ferocious and despairing look on their faces.
Beside him, the eyes of the guardian whose body was half bitten off by the blazing turtle winged beast flickered. He sized up his surroundings and wanted to flee in fear.
The clan leader and the rest were all killed. Everything was over. What awaited them was the destruction of the ice mountain race.
