Seeing the dozens of king-sealing powerhouses that suddenly appeared, Zhou Can was shocked.

It's a conspiracy of the Endless Race!

Using the rock giant to cover the king and the strong is preparing for a surprise attack.

But Zhou Can didn't take it too seriously, he was crowned a king, and he was not a Hall of Fame after all.

As a member of the Hall of Fame, he has his own absolute pride, although dozens of feudal kings are not easy to deal with, but Zhou Can is still very confident that he will not be defeated, because the Hall of Fame is under siege, and the nearby Hall of Fame members will definitely come to support.

As long as he holds on for a while, he can still win.

So when dozens of demon kings appeared, Zhou Can still laughed with his sword: "It's really painstaking to make such a famous hall, but I still want to say that you are stupid, because you chose the wrong ambush object, and you actually dare to attack the hall of fame, I really don't know how many heads you have?"

These demon kings didn't talk nonsense with Zhou Can at all, and after the formation of the encirclement, they immediately rushed up!

The few hell demons in front of them, wielding steel fork war hammers in their hands, attacked head-on.

The demons in the back group have used countless long-range attack methods.

Mental Shock!

Deadly Hidden Weapon!

Venom!

The blows that go forward and follow are dense and there is no room to dodge, forming a net of heaven and earth.

Zhou Can's sword had just shaken open a demon with a long stick, and it was bombarded head-on by a double-hammer demon clan.

The strength of these demons is already greater than that of the ground race, and with the obvious very tacit cooperation of these demons, they found the right time when Zhou Can's old power dissipated and the new power was not born.

Thundered~~~!

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

"Leave it for me!"

The three melee demons attacked at the same time, holding Zhou Can back to the death, and at this time, the long-range attack also arrived.

Zhou Can couldn't help but feel dead at this time.

First of all, he overestimated his strength, most of the members of the Hall of Fame were also promoted from the King Strong, many King Strongmen are not Hall of Fame, but they have the strength of the quasi-Hall of Fame.

Among these demon warriors, nearly half of them have the strength of the quasi-Hall of Fame.

This is no ordinary ambush team, this team is obviously specially prepared for the ambush of the Hall of Fame.

It doesn't matter if Zhou Can is a member of the top ten members of the Hall of Fame, but he is ranked seventy-two, and he can't withstand the ambush of so many opponents whose strength is not much weaker than him.

Overestimate yourself and underestimate your enemies, and you will pay a terrible price!

After blocking several attacks in a row, after all, two fists were invincible to four hands, and a spiritual impact first broke through his spiritual consciousness!

There was a sharp dizziness in the mind, then the body went limp, and then the neck lit up.

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

Then blows came from all directions, and suddenly his body was blasted to the ground, and there was no scum left!

Only the divine stone he collected and his own divine stone flew in the air, causing a scramble among the demon kings.

However, at this time, there were no more ground races around, and all the loot fell into the hands of the other party.

A member of the Hall of Fame, who fell into the ambush circle of the endless race, fell on the spot!

And not at the hands of Hall of Fame opponents, but at the hands of some nameless people, sad and lamentable.

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

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

"A member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, the eighth war zone, ranked two hundred and seventy-two, Zhou Can, died in the battle of the Celestial River, and died at the hands of the Endless Race XXX. ”

The message scrolled three times, silence the entire universe for a few seconds.

There is a Hall of Fame who died in battle!

Before the war, there was constant speculation about which side would have the first Hall of Fame to fall, but no one expected it to come so quickly, and they all thought that it might be a while before the Hall of Fame would die.

But less than ten minutes into the war, the Hall of Fame died!

And he died at the hands of someone who didn't know who, and for a time the whole universe was in an uproar.

"MLGB's! What's going on? When did the Hall of Fame become like this?"

"It's just rubbish, it was actually killed by an unknown person, what kind of hall of fame is this?"

"If the Hall of Fame is all at this level, then I think this battle can be rested, and it is better to surrender early. ”

"It's over, it's over! Who is the commander of the Eighth Theater of Operations? How is he commanding?"

Compared to the annoyed scolding of the ground race, the endless race was cheering.

"Well done! This demon buddy is so powerful!"

"Hahaha! I don't think it will take long for our army to be able to break through like a bamboo!"

"Long live the Peerless Emperor! Long live the Endless Race!"

"Lin Zhen, your subordinates are hanging, it's your turn next, hurry up and let Lao Tzu get out and die!"

"Lin Zhen has become a turtle with a shrunken head, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come out, kill all the wastes in the Eighth War Zone first, and see if he, the commander of the light pole, is still inappropriate!"

In the face of the crazy clamor of the endless race, the people of the ground race are also fighting back, but the confidence is not enough after all.

They can only hope that the next Hall of Famer to die in battle will be of the Endless Race, so that they can save some face.

This sentiment is not only shared by them, but also by those who are fighting on the battlefield.

It is a shame that the Hall of Fame was killed, there are only 600 Hall of Fame on both sides, and this kind of scrolling can appear up to 600 times, and everyone wants the other party to die more.

But in the first wave of attacks, the Endless Race was not inducted into the Hall of Fame at all, which made it impossible for them to retaliate.

With the death of Zhou Can, the situation on the battlefield has changed.

Sniper squads composed of powerful kings of the demon clan, ghost clan, and demon clan haunt all corners of the battlefield.

These squads were carefully selected by the Endless Race, and each squad was composed of fifty feudal kings, who mingled in the ranks under the cover of their own clan.

Whenever they saw a golden flag fluttering in that place, the squads quietly moved forward.

In the team, there will be a lot of quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouses, and these people can fight with the general lower-ranked Hall of Fame for a while, and with the tacit understanding of everyone, the Hall of Fame at the bottom of the basic ranking has no chance to fight back.

And now there are more people in the Hall of Fame, and those who rank in the top 100 or so are actually some veteran demigods, who can't reach the realm of perfection, and they may not be much stronger than the previous Hall of Fame.

So such an ambush is nine out of ten.

Following Zhou Can, the second scrolling screen appeared again.

"A member of the Terrestrial Race Hall of Fame, the eighth war zone, ranked two hundred and eighty, Lando, died in battle with the Celestial River, at the hands of the Endless Race XXX. ”

"Li Xinghe, a member of the Ground Race Hall of Fame, in the eighth war zone, ranked two hundred and ninety-one, died in the battle of the Celestial River, and died at the hands of the Endless Race XXX. ”

"Ground Race Hall of Famer, Fourth War Zone ...... ”

A succession of news kept appearing, hitting the fragile nerves of the people of the ground race again and again.

Less than half an hour into the battle, nine Hall of Famers have already been killed!

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

Because Lin Zhen dispatched the most halls of fame here, with the help of Augustine, ten halls of fame were dispatched, but in such a short period of time, half of them were killed!

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

If this fight continues, it won't be long before the ground race will be wiped out.

"What are you doing! It's all dead people on our side, are we worse than the Endless Race? How did you drive the Endless Race to the depths of the Endless Star Sea in the first place? Or are all people now rice buckets?"

"Attention, this is not the end, those halls of fame have penetrated into the core of the battlefield, and they have become the targets of the other party's hunting, and I am afraid that these people will not come back. ”

"Let others calculate, is there no way to deal with it?"

Lin Zhen ..... I'm a little disappointed in him. ”

"Save those halls of fame, you can't waste these masters in fighting with the opponent's cannon fodder!"

On the battlefield, on the side of the eighth war zone, the five Hall of Fame powerhouses were still surrounded by each other.

From Lin Zhen's point of view, he could clearly see that several sniper squads were moving towards them, while some of the endless race warriors around him were completely desperate and dragged them to death.

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

Although the rumors were a little unfavorable to Lin Zhen at this moment, Lin Zhen was not in a hurry.

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

This man was Augustine.

Augustine roared urgently: "Lin Zhen, you are the commander of the war zone, you can't sit idly by in such a situation, if these people are lost, then our eighth war zone will be in danger." ”

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

"You..... What do you mean?"

Lin Zhen snorted coldly: "Augustine, you insisted on letting them go, and then the black cauldron asked me to carry it, and now that something happened, you remembered to let me go to the rescue, do you think I, Lin Zhen, am the wronged boss?"

"That.... So what do you want?"

Lin Zhen turned around, his nostrils facing the sky: "Don't go, whoever likes to go!"

Anyway, these people have a good relationship with Augustine, and they don't accept Lin Zhen, so Lin Zhen doesn't bother to care about their life or death.

Augustine didn't expect Lin Zhen to be so decisive, and his head suddenly became a little big.

With the support of these people, he was able to confront Lin Zhen, and these people absolutely had no loss.

But at the moment, the situation is critical, and Augustine doesn't dare to guarantee that the Endless Race has any backhand, let him save people himself, it is very likely that he will be sent to death, he is ten thousand unwilling.

"Boss Lin, I admit it, if you have any conditions, I will definitely complete it!"

In desperation, Augustine bowed his head in front of Lin Zhen for the first time.