Players can't win the [natives] alone, so the decision of the three guilds is to let the sword riders and iron cavalry brigades forcibly divide the minotaurs into three parts, and then implement encirclement tactics in the cut minotaur troops, and strive for several people to cooperate with each other to kill. However, this still encountered strong obstacles, and the minotaurs began to help each other, so that many players died under the brute force of a few axes, but fortunately, the cutting tactics were completed well, and the players still struggled to maintain the advantage.

For these first-class veteran players, they are the first to understand the game, so they will never think that the [Natives] will be so simple, and they will put the command in the hands of the [Greedy Wolf], who is known to be the strongest strategist. Of course, his current name is [Sky Swallowing Wolf].

It will never be so simple, the people in the command, including the [Wild Wolf] who is now named [Howling Moon Wolf] and the [Stone Knife] who is now named [Rock], who are the leaders of the stormtrooping force on the front line, all think so. The leaders of the three major guilds are now in the headquarters paying close attention to the changes in form. For these insiders, the war will determine the future direction of their union.

Ling Yun watched those Minotaur troops gradually being eaten away, and his heart became more and more curious, where did the white-robed troops?!

"Wow! A big fish!! A lewd voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, Ling Yun turned his head to look over, the sight in that direction was blocked by the crowd, and he didn't see anything, but it was the old man's voice. What is he doing here?

"Wow!! Ma Lanshan, you are also here, do you dare to go head-to-head with Lao Tzu? The crowd consciously made a way, and everyone stood by and watched the obscene old man rush forward with a broken sword in an inquiring tone, collectively speechless.

At the end of the crowd, a tall, middle-aged man was standing. The middle-aged man has a beard, and his appearance is not very outstanding, but he has a three-meter-long * pinned to his waist, which is very eye-catching, and players will unconsciously feel a kind of pressure from the heart when they get close to him, but no one can tell why, so everyone dare not get too close, and the people around him consciously create a vacuum around him.

The players looked at the two of them, expecting the two high-level [aborigines] to open their eyes, but the middle-aged man turned around and just said lightly:

"I've reached your realm, do you still want to fight?"

After hearing this, the old man suddenly stopped, looked blank, and said meaningfully: "Alas, it seems that I am old..."

The middle-aged man turned around as if nothing had happened.

The situation on the battlefield did not turn as the command had guessed, everything ended in a battle with great sacrifices, and dying in the novice area was inexperienced, so it could even be said that it was a complete victory, and the guild players could be far ahead of the average player. As for that bet...... The players in the command looked at each other, and no one even said a word.

Uncanny.....

The blood of the minotaurs was stained on the ground, the severed horns and the armor that had been taken off were piled up, and the thousands of players in the remaining three guilds looked at the ruined battlefield with a moment of loss in their hearts.

The corpses of the minotaurs have not yet been refreshed, and the dead players are not coming back, and the corpses are scattered all over the ground, and there is always an indescribable feeling lingering in my heart. The rest of the people gathered around, looking at the blood stains of these enemies and brothers, and suddenly felt a little disgusted by the 50% bloody effect locked by the [Mother Spirit].

Then, at the urging of the command, the remaining two thousand or so began to attack the [Gallon Tribe].

The Minotaur forces were wiped out, and the Gallon Tribe was left defenseless, and the players stormed the tribe after tearing down the gate.

At this time, the camp was completely chaotic, and the remaining minotaurs were almost all old, weak, sick and disabled, and a seemingly inevitable massacre was about to begin. The bull-headed people were in a mess in the tribe, running around and shouting, some of the old bullmen took the axe of the year to attack the player's team, and were ruthlessly cut to the ground, blood gushed out, some of the calves held their mothers and cried in pain, but they were stained red by their mother's blood, and finally waited for the call of death, and some of the sick cows were still lying on the bed and enduring the pain, looking forward to getting better soon, but they died in the haze for some reason. The young and strong minotaurs have almost sacrificed, and the [Gallon Tribe] has paid too much for this war, but they did not expect that they will lose everything because of it.

Who knows what should or shouldn't?

Some of the onlookers began to leave, and some went directly offline, and what they wanted to see was over. However, it was at this time that the classic repertoire between the guilds appeared.

"Look, look!! The three guilds seem to be fighting each other! Someone suddenly shouted, and the crowd looked inside [the Gallon Tribe]. Originally, after the three guilds entered, they kept entering the tent, and the audience couldn't see what was happening, but now in the camp, the alliance of the three giants seems to have broken down, and the sharp-eyed people have already seen what is going on.

"The people of the Northern Wolf seem to be surrounded by the people of Jialan and Zero! What the hell is going on?! ”

The crowd was immediately rekindled.

"Hey! Boy, I said you're level 10 and you're still wasting time here, looking for a draw!! Ling Yun was trying to know more about the situation, but he remembered the old man's obscene voice in his ears.

Ling Yun turned around and was about to speak, when the old man suddenly bent down and stretched out his hand to grab his foot and pull forward.

"Ahh

Every time he stayed with the old man for a long time, Ling Yun was very entangled, last time he was noisy to death, and this time he almost died - the old man actually pulled him from the grassland all the way back to the vicinity of Novice City! The pain in [Heavenly God] can be adjusted, but unfortunately Ling Yun has been adjusted to 100%, fortunately, there are no stones on the road, or he will die in pain or die back in the Novice City.

Ling Yun gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the idea of getting rid of the old man. No way, big fists are the truth, fuck!

"Hey, boy, what kind of trial are you going to do?" The old man asked, as he approached the fountain of the resurrection point.

I remember that the Son of the Sun has already been level 10, but no one has yet gone on the radio to say that he was the first to complete the level 10 trial, so what has he been doing all these days? Try to clear the Yellow Springs Trial! For the best gamers in the world, perhaps only the highest difficulty can be worthy of them. But....... The Son of the Sun has never succeeded in being the second in the world until now!

Ling Yun thought for a moment and said resolutely, "I want to try the Yellow Spring Trial. ”

The old man has been leading the way in front of Ling Yun, and this will be silent. After a long time, he said one sentence:

"If it doesn't work, don't force it, I'..... I will definitely accept you as an apprentice. ”

At the fountain of the resurrection point, the kind old man stood there, and there were many people around, but they were all looking down at the live broadcast. Isn't it over on the prairie yet? Ling Yun looked at the old man and smiled slightly, showing respect.

"Is there anything wrong, young man?" The old man looked at Ling Yun and smiled as always.

"Yes, I hope to have a tenth-level trial, Huangquan difficulty."

"Do you have anything else to prepare, young man?" The old man didn't seem to be much surprised, still smiling on his face.

Ling Yun thought for a while, turned his head and said to the old man next to him who had not spoken: "Hey, I want to buy a potion, I don't have enough money now, you can buy it for me." “

The old man agreed without thinking about it, Ling Yun was about to be happy that the old man had said something human, but the old man's face instantly turned into a bitter gourd face.

"Xiaoice, borrow some money to use."

After selling all the weapons and dyes he had obtained from the [Koblenz Tribe], and then using his own money to buy a dozen iron swords for backup, Ling Yun returned to the village chief.

The old man was already waiting, and as soon as Ling Yun arrived, hundreds of bottles of red medicine almost scared him.

"I didn't expect the Chamber of Commerce of Baihua to hit the [outsiders] with the idea, but fortunately, the old man and I have an identity, these are all gifts, use them casually." The old man glanced at Ling Yun and said.

When it was over, he added: "Old man, I am not short of money...."

Ling Yun put the potion into the ring, and found that these hundreds of bottles of potion were much better than the ones he had bought before.

Everything was ready, and the old village chief summoned a magic array to send Ling Yun away.

"Brother Yun, are you so sure this time?"

"No, I'm just.... Either way, I'm going to get him back this time! The old man looked at the place where Ling Yun had stood before, and he was a little distracted.

After another white light, Ling Yun found himself standing in a huge pit, and the Yang Pass was slanted in, the whole pit was generally bright, and half of it was in the dark. It is surrounded by a stone wall of 90 degrees, which extends to the top of the pit for more than ten meters. In front of Lingyun, hundreds of dense pits were all over the ground, and the edge of the pit seemed to be only big enough for an adult to walk through, and the pit was full of spikes, glowing with a cold light, each of which was three meters long, if it fell......

In the center of this sinkhole, a huge platform resembling a turntable As for it, on the platform, an ass is sitting there........

Buttocks?!

Yes, ass, such a big ass, sitting down can crush two Lingyun. And it's a winged ass.

Just as the black line on Ling Yun's head was about to hang down to the ground, a head with its own name and rank on top of it protruded from behind his buttocks.

Ling Yun's face began to twitch violently, and the corners of his mouth were almost twitching the corners of his eyes.

Damn it!!! Can anyone tell me why the tenth-level trial turned out to be a four-level Great Demon!!!!! In the sinkhole, Ling Yun stood on the stone turntable when he entered, looking at the demon with two large, three small and five horns, and smelled the slightest hint of despair.

"Roar!! The Great Demon slammed to its feet from the ground and let out a long roar, the sound of which rolled up layers of smoke and dust in the sinkhole, and the sound waves rushed straight to the eardrums like substance.

"Dear player 'Inheritance', from now on, you will have thirty minutes of gameplay to kill [Archdemon] [Sashas], if you complete the task within the allotted time, [Mother Spirit] will provide rewards based on your performance, I wish you all the best in your mission!"

The stone platform gradually disappeared, and Ling Yun stood on the fork in the road, a little distracted. In the last moment, the Mother Goddess listed some of the data of Sarsas:

Sasas (Nerfed)

[Constitution] 42 [Strength] 123 [Agility] 42 [Spirit] 123

[Attack] 1314 [Health] 4300 + 1000 [Defense] 210 + 100

Infernal Body (Passive): Attack bonus 200 fire damage, attacker takes 20 fire damage per second (weakened)

[Flame Blast] deals 615 (Spirit*5) Fire Strike damage in all five directions, leaving a path of Fire that deals 50 Fire DMG per second and has a 1 minute cooldown.

【Sealed Status】Movement speed is destroyed, constitution is destroyed, defense is destroyed, and flight ability is destroyed.

As long as it takes two clicks, Lingyun will be hung up, and it is not with skills. And if Ling Yun wanted to kill him, he would have to have hundreds of close shots. However, this Great Demon is obviously an [Indigenous People] with high intelligence, and even if it is a weakened Great Demon, his [Purgatory Body] can only kill Ling Yun in the middle of Ling Yun's attack.

There is a chance, but it is very slim......

"Hahaha...... Humans, haven't seen humans in hundreds of years, hahahaha...... As the only human in hundreds of years to see my [Saxas] Great Demon King, you should feel honored! But as a human, you deserve to die!! Sashas roared, his hoarse voice reverberating back and forth in the sinkhole.

Sarsas stood on the stone platform, his hands extended, and his muscles were unobstructed. He didn't have a full set of equipment on his body, just some tattered strips of cloth and metal hanging on his body, so that so much defense and life could be added, you could see how strong the equipment on his body was. [Sashas] has a pair of fleshy wings, like bats, but the flesh on them is like his body full of scars. Ling Yun remembered seeing his ass before, as if he had a tail before, but it had been cut off a large part, leaving only a small section of the root.

The entire sinkhole suddenly shook slightly, and a burst of red light erupted from the [Sasas] body, and before Ling Yun could react, a thick pillar of fire knocked him away. "Bump!" With a loud bang, Ling Yun slammed into the wall, knocking a large hole into the rock wall.

"Ahh Ling Yun screamed in pain and fell off the wall and into the flames.

With this one skill, Ling Yun's HP has already bottomed out.

"Roar!!" As soon as Ling Yun stood up, a thick palm suddenly pierced through the flames and rushed straight towards Ling Yun.

Lingyun jumped to the left with all his might, and [Sashas's] palm struck the wall, digging a small hole.

The ground was full of large pits with spikes at the bottom, Ling Yun ran away for his life, and [Sashas] also struggled to chase after him, following Ling Yun to turn left and right. Now Ling Yun finally saw that this was a mortal task, the soles of [Sashas] could occupy a pit and a half, and he was not afraid of falling at all, and he was constantly dodging attacks and had to be careful to fall into the pit, although he could skip it, but after jumping over the big pit, it would be very dangerous, and he would be attacked at any time. In this way, there is no way to attack [Sarshas], not even half a foot close to [Sarsas], let alone attack [Sarshas] hundreds of times.