Zhou Can was shocked when he saw dozens of powerful kings who suddenly appeared.

This is a conspiracy of endless races!

The rock giant covers the powerful king, and is preparing to launch a raid.

But Zhou Can didn't take it too seriously. Being a king is not a Hall of Fame after all.

As a member of the Hall of Fame, all have their own absolute pride. Although dozens of kings are difficult to deal with, Zhou Can is still confident that he will not lose. Because the Hall of Fame is besieged, nearby Hall of Fame members will definitely come to support him.

As long as he persists for a while, he will still be able to win.

So when dozens of demon kings appeared, Zhou Can still laughed with swordsmanship: "It's really hard to create such a name, but I still want to say you are stupid because you chose the wrong ambush target and dared to attack the Hall of Fame. I really don't know how many heads you have?"

These demon kings did not talk nonsense to Zhou Can at all. After the force of surrounding them formed, they immediately rushed forward!

The several hell demons in front of them waved steel forks and warhammers in their hands and faced them head-on.

The group of demons behind used countless ranged attack methods.

Spiritual shock!

Deadly hidden weapon!

venom!

The continuous attacks are dense and there is no space to hide, forming a net of heaven and earth.

Zhou Can's sword just shook a demon with a long stick when it was bombarded by a double hammer demon.

The power of these demons is greater than that of the ground races. In addition, these demons clearly cooperated very well, so they found that Zhou Can's old power dissipated and took action before the new power was born.

Rumble~!

Zhou Can's long sword let out a wailing cry, and one of the seven swords was blasted back into Zhou Can's body.

"Stay it for me!"

The three melee demons attacked at the same time, tightly restraining Zhou Can, and the long-range attack also arrived at this time.

Zhou Can couldn't help but burst into deceased at this time.

First of all, he overestimated his strength. Most of the members of the Hall of Fame were promoted from the powerful kings. Many powerful kings were not the Hall of Fame, but had the strength of the quasi-Hall of Fame.

Nearly half of these demon warriors have the strength of a quasi-Hall of Fame.

This is not an ordinary ambush team. This team is obviously specially prepared for ambushing the Hall of Fame.

It would be fine if Zhou Can was the top ten members of the Hall of Fame, but he, a 72nd person, could not withstand the ambush from so many opponents who were not much weaker than him.

Overestimate yourself and underestimate your enemies, you will have to pay a heavy price!

After blocking several attacks in a row, two fists could not match four hands, and a spiritual impact first broke through his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness!

There was a severe dizziness in my mind, then my body became weak, and then my neck was shiny.

A sword light flew past his neck, and Zhou Can's head flew into the air!

Then, blows from all directions followed one after another, instantly knocking his body out of nowhere!

Only the divine stone he collected and his own divine stone were flying in the air, causing a fight between the demon kings.

However, at this time there were no ground races around, and all the spoils fell into the opponent's hands.

A dignified Hall of Fame member fell into the endless racial ambush circle and fell on the spot!

And it was not the enemy who died in the hands of the Hall of Fame, but at the hands of some unknown people, which was sad and lamentable.

With Zhou Can's death, a scrolling screen passed by in the dimensional universe.

Every country, city, and every person can clearly see this news on any forum.

"Zhou Can, a member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, ranked 272nd in the Eighth War Zone, died in the battle of the Heavenly River and died at the hands of the endless race xxx."

The message scrolled three times repeatedly, making the entire universe quiet for a few seconds.

A Hall of Fame died in battle!

Before the war, people kept speculating on which side would have the first Hall of Fame to fall, but no one expected it to come so quickly. They thought that it might take a while before the war would be killed.

But the Hall of Fame died in less than ten minutes after the war began!

And he died at the hands of a person who didn't know who it was, and the entire universe was in an uproar for a moment.

"Mmlgb! What's going on? When did the Hall of Fame become so delicious?"

"It's just a waste. I was killed by an unknown person. What kind of Hall of Fame is this?"

"If the Hall of Fame is at this level, then I think this battle can be put to an end. It's better to surrender early."

"It's over! Who is the commander of this Eighth War Zone? How did you command?"

Compared with the annoying curse of the ground race, the Endless Race cheered.

"Beautiful job! This demon buddy is so powerful!"

"Hahaha! I don't think it will take long for this to continue. Our army will be in a state of power and drive straight in!"

"Long live the Emperor Juetian! Long live the endless race!"

"Lin Zhen, your subordinates are dead. It's your turn next. Get out and die!"

"Lin Zhen has become a turtle shrunk. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come out. I will kill all the wastes in the Eighth War Zone first and see if he is a bare commander, he will continue to be inappropriate!"

Faced with the crazy clamor of endless races, people from the ground race are also fighting back, but the confidence is insufficient after all.

They can only hope that the next Hall of Famer who died in battle is of endless race, so that they can still save some face.

Not only do they have this kind of emotion, but even those who fight on the battlefield.

It is a shame to be killed in the Hall of Fame. There are only 600 Hall of Fame on both sides. This kind of scrolling can only appear at most 600 times. Everyone hopes that more people will die on the other side.

But the first wave of attacks, the endless race did not enter the Hall of Fame at all, which made them unable to start even if they wanted to take revenge.

With Zhou Can's death in battle, the situation on the battlefield changed.

Sniper teams composed of powerful kings from demons, ghosts, and demons are hiding in every corner of the battlefield.

These squads were carefully selected by endless races. Each squad consisted of fifty kings and mingled in the team under the cover of the same race.

Whenever they saw golden flags flying in that place, these teams would move forward quietly.

There will be many quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouses in the team. These people can fight the generally low-ranking Hall of Fame for a while. With the cooperation of everyone, there is no chance of counterattack in the basically low-ranking Hall of Fame.

Moreover, there are more people in the Hall of Fame now. Those who rank in the top 100 are actually some old demigods. They cannot reach the perfect level and may not be much better than the previous Hall of Fame.

So such an ambush is sure to win.

After Zhou Can, the second scrolling screen words appeared again.

"A member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the 8th War Zone, Rando, ranked 280th, died in the battle of the Heavenly River and died at the hands of the endless race xxx."

"Li Xinghe, a member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth War Zone, ranked 291st, died in the battle of the Heavenly River and died at the hands of the endless race xxx."

“Ground Race Hall of Fame Member, Fourth War Zone.”

Sudden news emerged, hitting the fragile nerves of the people on the ground again and again.

Within half an hour of war, nine Hall of Famers have died in battle!

Five of them were from the Eighth War Zone where Lin Zhen was located.

Because Lin Zhen has sent the most Hall of Fame, with Augustine's fuel, he sent ten Hall of Fame, but in such a short time, he was killed in battle!

Such a blow is simply unacceptable to people of the ground race.

If this continues, the ground race will be destroyed soon.

"What are you doing? We are dead people on our side. Are we worse than the endless race? Then how did we drive the endless race into the depths of the endless sea of ​​stars? Or are people now all living a living bucket?"

"Please take a look, this is not the end. Those Hall of Fame have penetrated into the core of the battlefield and have become the targets of the other party's hunting. These people may not be able to come back."

"Will there be no way to deal with it by others?"

"Lin Zhen, I'm a little disappointed with him."

"Save those Hall of Fame back, you can't waste these masters in fighting against the opponent's cannon fodder!"

On the battlefield, on the Eighth War Zone, five Hall of Fame powerhouses were still surrounded by the other party.

From Lin Zhen's perspective, we can clearly see several sniper teams moving towards them, while some endless race warriors around were completely desperate and dragging their hands and feet tightly.

If these five halls of fame are lost again, one-third of Lin Zhen’s high-end combat power will be removed immediately.

Although the rumors are a little unfavorable to Lin Zhen at this moment, Lin Zhen is not anxious.

Because now there are people who are more anxious than him.

This person is Augustine.

Augustine said anxiously: "Lin Zhen, you are the commander of the war zone. You can't ignore such a situation. If these people are lost, then our eighth war zone will be in danger."

Lin Zhen's eyes swept over Augustine, and the coldness in his eyes made Augustine feel a little creepy.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Zhen snorted coldly: "Augustin, you insisted on letting them go, and then I took the blame. Now that something happened, I remembered asking me to go to rescue. Do you think I, Lin Zhen, is the sucker?"

"Then what do you want?"

Lin Zhen turned around and his nostrils were facing the sky: "If you don't go, whoever loves to go!"

Anyway, these people have a good relationship with Augustine and don’t accept Lin Zhen, so Lin Zhen is too lazy to care about their life or death.

Augustine didn't expect Lin Zhen to be so decisive and suddenly became a little overwhelmed.

Only with the support of these people can he be able to fight against Lin Zhen, and these people will definitely not suffer any losses.

But the situation is critical now, and Augustine cannot guarantee that the Endless Race has any help. If he asks him to save people by himself, it is very likely that he will die. He is ten thousand people who are unwilling to do so.

"Boss Lin, I've admitted it. If you have any conditions, I will definitely complete it!"
Chapter completed!