The little tiger demon has been screaming with excitement since he got out of the elevator door and saw his father, and he kept struggling, but at this time he got out of his restraints, and immediately screamed and ran to Hillarys quickly.

Hillary threw the box outward, ran to her daughter, and went to meet it with open arms.

The masters of the Mage Association watched the box fly up, but no one dared to act rashly, for fear of causing a misunderstanding of Hilarys and then driving the little demon to bite people, and the sin fell on the first person to do it, everyone present was either the head or the chairman, all of them belonged to the human spirits, no one was stupider than anyone, they were all looking forward to Hillary taking his daughter and releasing the hostages, and they were all thinking about what they said when the time came, they had to go and snatch the box back, as for the capture of Hillarys, it was all a secondary matter, if it wasn't for the demon world passage, Who would run in the middle of the night without sleeping to join in the fun, really when the magic world is all alive Lei Feng? What kind of face and other things, those are all floating clouds, cultivators, who are not happy and angry by external objects, how can they care about this little floating cloud?

Although there was still a little time before the official start of the war, the atmosphere was already starting to become tense.

The major masters have raised their spirits and prepared.

Suddenly, there was a soft pop, as if a sharp blade had pierced a thick cowhide, and a lightning-like silver light flew from the direction of the window, heading straight for Hilaris.

Poof, snort...... The sound was endless, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of silver rays of light shot in from the window of the black hole, not only towards Hilaris, but also at the ten highest levels of the Mage Guild, the hostages on the ground, the guarding demons, and the wandering ghosts, basically shooting indiscriminately.

The silver light was powerful, and with a faint and fresh smell of ozone released by a stream of lightning in the air, the danger contained in it was self-evident.

"Fuck, what's going on!"

"What kind of planes!"

"Who!"

All the mages shouted and cursed, scrambling to block the silver light that shot at them, but the little demons guarding the hostages, probably got Hillarys' order to ensure the safety of the hostages, and they all desperately bit the silver light that shot at the hostages.

I heard the crackling sound endlessly, and the electric light flashed all over the room, stabbing people's eyes like a man, and the thick smell of burnt paste quickly dispersed.

Peng Zhenhui blocked the silver light with the law, grabbed it in his hand and took a look, but it was a silver pure steel arrow, engraved with a cumbersome and dense magic circle, look at the line technique, it is not a domestic product, it should be produced in Europe and the United States, and I can't help but feel awe-inspiring. This kind of magic long arrow is expensive to build, inconvenient to use, when the mage association was first established, foreign magic supplies poured in, this group of earth buns opened their eyes, everything is regarded as a great good thing, buy at any cost, especially this magic arrow launched by the turntable machine, it is a popular thug goods, but with the rapid integration of Chinese mages into the international magic world, the eyes are wide open, and they no longer buy things indiscriminately, especially after the establishment of Yu Chengshi's arms company, with high quality and low price, convenient to use and other advantages quickly seize the market, This magic arrow has already withdrawn from the stage of history, and even Europe and the United States are not very produced and used now. Who would be using this thing to carry out a sneak attack now?

On the roof of the building thousands of meters away, the wheel coil outside the Gatson machine gun was still buzzing and turning, and the fine electric light kept jumping at the mouth of the arrow, and the shooter who was half-crouching behind the roulette launcher lifted the auxiliary aiming locator on his eyes, turned his head and smiled at the two people behind him, and said, "Done!" The two men quickly stepped forward and began to disassemble the roulette launcher in preparation for evacuation.

was busy working, when he heard a long roar that shook the earth in the direction of the hotel.

This long roar was full of infinite grief and pain, shaking the four walls buzzing, and the glass under the entire dining hall and the ceiling lamp shattered in response, and the glass ballast gargled and fell, refracting colorful brilliance in the air, as if a crystal rain.

All the mages looked at the howling Hillarys, and they all said "Bad thing" in their hearts!

The magic arrow is settled, the little demon must be dead, none of the hostages are injured, the mage is fine, and Hilary is fine, but the little tiger demon is hit by the arrow!

A long arrow shot into the little tiger demon's chest, firmly fixing her delicate body to the marble floor, and the thunder and lightning magic attached to it scorched half of her small body, and she couldn't survive!

Hillaris rushed forward and hugged the little tiger demon, looking up to the sky in pain, full of pathos, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

Sensing the grief and indignation of the demon king, the little demons who were still alive in the hall let out a whining and roaring at the same time.

Peng Zhenhui's complexion changed a few times, and he suddenly rushed out, rushing straight to the box containing the secret to the demon world that fell in the group of little demons. The rest of the mages woke up like a dream, and they didn't say anything, they all rushed over, each using a spell to drive away the little demon, and vowed to snatch the box in their hands.

Zhuo Xiufang also rushed out, but her target was not the box, but the precious son of the soul-transformed tiger floating in the air.

Jiao Zhang also rushed out, his target was not the box, but the fish pure ice that he aimed at as soon as he got out of the elevator door.

The only one who didn't move was Li Yingjian, the head of the Penglai faction staring at Hillarys, and seemed to be more interested in this demon king than any demon realm channel.

Everyone rushed only halfway, and suddenly heard Hilarys let out another earth-shattering roar, and the little demons in the hall moved, and they all opened their mouths to bite the hostages beside them, and Hilarys quickly expanded and changed in the roar, blinking an eye, and turned into an elephant-sized white-fronted tiger!

Seeing that the hall full of hostages was about to die on the spot, the mages who were supposed to rescue the hostages were all busy and had no time to pay attention.

At this moment, there was a sudden earthquake in the air, as if there had been a slight earthquake, and the entire hotel shook for a moment, but it came and went so fast that it was hallucinating.

With this shock, seven figures appeared in the air, each of you in one corner, holding a huge black tube in your hand.

Countless ghosts emerged from under the ground and hugged the hostages beside them.

The powerful attraction tore from all directions at the same time, and in an instant, a huge storm like a Category 12 typhoon was formed, whirling and roaring, raging to the fullest.

Under such a powerful storm, even a demon king like Hillary couldn't move for a while, so he could only keep his head down and crawl around to clasp the ground so as not to be blown away. The mage masters were not beaten for a while, and they were full of fighting handles in the storm, but they were finally strong, and finally grabbed something solid to stabilize their figures. Even if the master was like this, those little demon tigers were even more useless, they didn't even have the ability to resist, so they were swept into the storm along with the hostages held by the ghosts on the ground and the room full of clutter, struggling and roaring in the air, and finally sucked into the black cylinder held by the seven figures.