In this war, there is no command or strategy.

The Golden Horn Demon King in the Devil's Castle captured the members of the Trinity Club of the Eastern Star Military Academy who were chasing and killing the Purple Horn Devil Commander.

More than a dozen purple-horned devil commanders used their purple-gold claws to tear apart the golden-armored man and others who had been knocked unconscious in front of everyone, and intimidated the "coalition army" composed of various communes in Devil City.

With a miserable cry, the golden-armored man and the others, who were awakened by the terrible tearing pain, just opened their eyes and saw the situation in the field, and they didn't have time to cry out in their hearts to be ashamed.

It's dark in front of me, there is no consciousness at all, and I have to suffer from the virtual world again before I am forced to clear the virtual world of wilderness fighting.

If they die in a secret realm like the Devil's Forest, their corpses will remain here for seven days, to be eaten by the devil's insects, ants, and beasts in the forest.

During these seven days, they also can't enter the virtual world of wilderness fighting.

Their luck was good, the war was on, and the devils did not eat their pleasure.

After killing a few of them to sacrifice the flag, the Golden Horn Demon King's hoarse roar shook the heavens and the earth, and under the leadership of the Purple Horn Demon Commander, the tide of Red Horn Devil Captain and Green Horn Devil flocked to the Devil City coalition army that was not yet mentally prepared.

Yun Xiaotian in the Earth Alliance, looking at the scattered "coalition forces" on his side, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was really a group of "rabble".

It was far from the demons under the leadership of the Golden Horn Demon King on the other side, and it was even inferior to the coalition he had formed when they attacked the Holy Mountain in the desert.

I can't help but think about it again, the Purple Horn Devil Commander, who is like a bamboo, has already been killed with the devil army.

Yun Xiaotian and Long Fei'er and other people who knew each other instinctively shrank together to deal with this impact.

The "coalition army", which was originally imaginary, collapsed at the touch of a button, and was scattered and divided into several pieces by the devil's army.

Even then, no one thought that they would return in vain.

Every time the Golden Horn Demon King in the Devil's Castle is slaughtered, it will attract many high-level Origin Ability generals with high skills, and everything is just beginning.

The most important thing for them to do now is to save their lives, and when these people besiege the Golden Horn Demon King, they will wait for the opportunity to kill them with one blow.

As long as they can kill with the final blow, even if they haven't participated in any attacks before, they will definitely get the title of "Devil Hunter".

If it weren't for such a fluke thought, it wouldn't have attracted almost all the people in the entire Devil's City.

After the initial slaughter that seemed to be in a no-man's land, the Purple Horn Demon Grand Commander was slowly surrounded and pinned down by the high-level Origin Ability Warriors who emerged.

Without the biggest threat, the Devil City coalition army, which has more people, is even more fearless, and patiently rushes to kill the demons who come over to fight together.

The dark golden pupils of the Golden Horn Demon King reflected the battle situation in front of the Devil's Castle, standing in place, motionless.

It knew that as long as it rushed over, it would inevitably be besieged and eaten by countless ants, and defeat would inevitably occur.

The Purple Horn Devil Commander, who had already been seriously injured, was besieged by the cadres and masters of the major societies in the Devil City, and finally fell to the ground, and was cut into pieces by the high-level Origin Ability generals who wanted to rob and kill him.

The Golden Horn Demon King roared angrily, and the dark golden pupils were full of rage, like a golden lightning, rushing towards the Purple Horn Demon Commander who had just died.

The Golden Horn Demon King, covered in dark golden hard armor, with slender and sharp claws, appeared ghostly in front of the high-level Origin Ability Warrior who did not react at all.

No surprises.

The Golden Horn Demon King, whose strength far surpassed that of others, was surrounded by a dead ground, full of broken limbs and remnants torn by it, piled up all over the ground.

The Golden Horn Demon King, who was standing in the middle, stretched out his long black tongue and licked the sweet blood on his claws, looking at Yun Xiaotian's eyes, it was indescribably disgusting and terrifying.

"I'll go, this guy seems to be more fierce than the legend!" Lin Hu sighed on the side.

"Indeed, it seems that this Golden Horn Demon King is much stronger than the previous ones."

Long Fei'er knew more and was more sure, and opened her mouth to warn: "Everyone be careful. ”

Of course, the most worrying thing is not them, but those high-level Origin Force Generals who have the opportunity to kill the Golden Horn Demon King, especially those who are only one step away from the Origin God General.

The Golden Horn Demon King, who had left the game, did not stop for much, and continued to kill those high-level Origin Ability generals who besieged the Purple Horn Demon Commander, and brought back the already eroded situation.

Yun Xiaotian's strength is low, unless he has great luck, it is impossible for him to kill the Golden Horn Demon King and make this final fatal blow no matter what.

He's too weak.

It is even very likely that Yun Xiaotian is the weakest in the whole audience.

Yun Xiaotian and Lin Hu don't seek merit, but they want no fault, and the main purpose is to see the scene here.

After all, this kind of opportunity, here on Devil's Island, is also rare in several years.

If you do, there is no reason to miss it.

They didn't take the initiative to provoke the Purple Horn Devil Commander, and even the Red Horn Devil Captain could avoid it.

Only a few people will work together to crush the weakest Green Horn Devil.

Bullying the good and fearing the evil is talking about people like Yun Xiaotian and them.

No one has infiltrated the Devil's Castle.

As long as the Golden Horn Demon King comes out of the castle, the devil's castle will be sealed, and no one will be able to enter.

It wasn't until a few months later that the Golden Horn Demon gave birth to a new Golden Horn Demon.

A new batch of devils will also be born in the depths of the Devil's Forest, and the kings who fight will compete with the newborn Golden Horn devils for the throne of the demon king, and the losers will be devoured.

Although they couldn't go in, at this time, in the corner of the castle, there were two obscene figures, hidden in the shadows, paying close attention to the Golden Horn Demon King in the battle.

Hiding in the corner of the castle, the two watched the battle in the middle of the field and talked.

"Are you okay?"

"Believe me, who am I!"

"Even if I succeed, I won't be hunted down by them afterwards, right?"

"I'm Cao, how old are you, I'm still afraid of this little problem, life and death, I only blame them for their bad luck."

"Whoever grabs it is who's whoever, don't tell me you don't understand this unspoken rule."

"With me covering you, what's there to be afraid of."

"Don't worry, it's almost, when I call you to make a move, don't hesitate to judge it."

"Hmm," one of them replied.

The two of them were silent, waiting for the time to come.

The "coalition army" composed of various communes in Devil City is far more numerous than the devils here.

As with countless killings, this time is no exception, except for the Golden Horn Demon King, the other devils have all been ambushed at this time, leaving corpses on the ground, layer upon layer.

The Golden Horn Demon King is extremely difficult, his strength far surpasses everyone else, I don't know how many people he has killed, and the corpses under his feet have been piled up into a small mountain of corpses.

Although the hard armor on its body was almost invulnerable, it was already scarred at this time, with pale golden emerald green blood, hanging all over its body, and its indestructible claws were also broken in half.

Knowing that he was certain to die, the mad demon king did everything possible to slaughter any creature who dared to approach it.

From beginning to end, Yun Xiaotian and the others did not participate in the battle with the Purple Horn Demon and the Golden Horn Demon King.

So they were lucky, still alive, witnessing the last moments of the siege of the Golden Horn Demon King.

Those who still dare to come forward to fight with the Golden Horn Demon King are all the elites of various top universities and clubs, with the confidence to challenge the next level and the corresponding strength.

If the strength is not enough, even if there is self-confidence, it is already dead.

Naturally, the strength is not enough, and the self-confidence is too much.

So dead.

These dozen people, both men and women, use different weapons in their hands, but the swords, guns, swords and sticks are all high-quality.

One person moved, and more than a dozen people moved together.

I don't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in vain.

The Golden Horn Demon King has long since died, and now he is just thinking about taking a few more people away before he dies.

But these people, who have worked hard until now, where will they give it this opportunity.

It was still one person who left a wound, and slowly bleed it, and he didn't dare to get close to it.

Although everyone is watching and there is a virtual world watching, they are still subconsciously a little wary of others, and they don't want to be used by others and become a stepping stone for others.

The Golden Horn Demon King was getting weaker and weaker, and the ghostly and swift claws were too sluggish to grasp their direction.

A man with a golden spear in his hand, seeing the right moment, the spear flickered, but it went straight to the throat of the Golden Horn Demon King, and he actually wanted to knock off its head with a single blow.

Seeing this, others were not to be outdone, and they shot one after another.

At this moment, a lightning-like silver cold arrow shot out from the wall of the Devil's Castle, unreasonably squeezing into this lore.

Let the dozen or so masters of the communes who had already tried their best to solve the Golden Horn Demon King with one blow were the only ones stunned.

Although it was only for a moment, there was no longer any delay in their hands, but after all, it was still a little slower.

The Yinhua Cold Arrow plunged into the heart of the Golden Horn Demon King from its back, ending its non-stop beating.

The fruit was plucked.

All the people who are still alive have only one thought.

Although there have always been such rumors, at least in the last 20 years or so, such a thing has never been heard of actually happening.

Whether it was those unlucky people who were eaten by someone's mouth, or Yun Xiaotian and the others who had been watching with relish, at this time, they all looked at the place where Yinhua's cold arrow flew, looking for the person who shot this desperate arrow.

The virtual world of wilderness fighting is still analyzing and evaluating the performance of these people, and has not immediately announced the list of devil hunters.

In addition to the lore killers, nine people must also be selected to contribute the most to the killing of the Golden Horn Demon King.

At the Demon King's castle, I saw two figures, gradually coming.

One of them was a white and tender little fat man, and his white and slightly chubby face was full of excited smiles.

The other person was holding a silver crossbow, tall and thin, but he still gave people a kind of strength and strength, slightly embarrassed, walking behind the little fat man.

The white and tender little fat man, needless to say, is undoubtedly Bai Xiaochun.

And the tall and thin man with a crossbow bow, Yun Xiaotian was also very familiar with, and it was actually a single wing on the seventeenth floor with him.