The Antarctic Xia jellyfish, which was originally floating in the air, buzzed in fright and quickly rose to a height.

A super S-level powerhouse even said that he would blow himself up!

This crazy style of play is hard to believe!

Anyway, he is also a super S-level powerhouse, he has passed the road of conscience, and his life span has skyrocketed, is it necessary to be so fierce?

Even if you die to your death, you have to pull the enemy's back!

The flames of the explosion terrified the evil spirits of the Sea of Unjust Souls, and also silenced the demon suppressors at the head of the city.

Suddenly, another S-class powerhouse stood up, holding a rune war knife and stabbing it in the heart.

Blood flew and sprinkled on the banner in front of him.

But seeing that the blue light faded, the red light returned.

This S-level powerhouse said in a deep voice: "The deputy envoy of the town guard in the Fujian region is Chang Zaitian, although his strength is low, he is willing to dedicate his blood!" Help the total grown-up! ”

He threw away the rune war knife in his hand, then raised his eyebrows, threw it hard, and the blood-stained battle flag flew straight into the sky!

Another S-class powerhouse reached out and pulled down a battle flag, and casually ripped off his combat uniform, revealing his strong chest muscles.

He laughed: "My friends in the Fujian region are all dying, are my demon suppression soldiers in western Zhejiang just soft eggs?" ”

"Lin Zifeng, the captain directly under the command of the Zhexi Town Guard! I am willing to dedicate my blood to strengthen my Middle-earth national fortune! ”

"The Demon Capital Guards are under the command of Qi Yong! Willing to help the chief man defeat the demon king! ”

"Zhan Ming, the deputy envoy of the town guard of the Demon Capital Region! I am willing to use my own blood to strengthen my national fortune in Middle-earth! ”

"Why don't you come to ...... Yandang Mountain?"

"The head of the Red Flower Building in the Demon Capital makes Qin Yue ......"

One after another, S-level powerhouses stood up, pulled down battle flags from the city, cut their hearts, and spilled their blood!

The blue light of the Demon Banner can suppress the fortune of Middle-earth, but it can never suppress the fighting intent in the hearts of the demon suppressors!

One after another, blood-stained flags flew into the sky and hovered over Hua Zhenguo's side.

The demon king finally leaned over to look at the city, and he said expressionlessly: "An exorcist of this level also wants to suppress my demon clan's luck?" ”

Hua Zhenguo silently glanced at the men who cut their chests and dedicated their blood, and said softly: "Demon King, what do you think is the luck of a clan?" ”

"It's not the fortune in the dark, it's not the strength you are about to reach eternity, and it's not the so-called demon flag."

"The real fortune is the unyielding hearts of the clansmen, the recognition of their own country, and their confidence in victory!"

"The real fortune is people!"

Red battle flags fluttered fiercely around him, and one banner after another seemed to cover the sky.

Even the blue light in the sky was almost suppressed.

The demon king's heart moved slightly, and he sneered: "Then destroy all your exorcists in Middle-earth!" ”

The demon banner in his hand fluttered again, and one after another demon clan phantoms loomed in the blue light.

There is a three-legged golden crow that releases flames, a big demon Bai Ze with a tiger's head and a dragon body, a six-legged and four-winged monster snake and a fat insect remains, and a black-eyed and fanged Dangkang......

Every big demon is a fierce beast in the flood era. Although most of them died in that Lich War, the Demon Banner contained all the spirits of the one hundred and twenty-eight demon beasts of the Demon Clan!

Under the control of the demon banners, these demon beast spirits are constantly attacking, wanting to destroy these blood-stained red battle flags!

And Hua Zhenguo, like a god, is dead in front of these demon beasts, not giving an inch!

The Demon Capital Guardian coughed violently, he put his palm on the blade, and with a heavy stroke, he saw a wisp of essence blood floating out, directly floating into a red battle flag.

He said softly: "Today's battle is related to the battle between the luck of the Middle Earth and the Demon Clan. Wei is not talented, but he is also willing to dedicate his essence and blood to help! ”

"Everyone, are you willing to join me in the fight!"

Behind him, the demon suppression soldiers, whether they were S-level, A-level, or B-level, drew their rune war knives one after another, slashing their palms.

The blood in his palm did not fall to the ground, but flew towards the red battle flag in front of the Demon Capital Guard.

The Demon Capital Guardian threw away the rune war knife in his hand, held the banner with one arm, and laughed: "Luck? In the eyes of Middle-earth, these heroic demon suppressors are luck! ”

"These industrious and simple people are lucky!"

"Demon clan, what do you compare with luck in Middle-earth!"

More demon suppressors silently slashed through the palms of their hands, and the red blood directly merged into the battle flag in the hands of the demon capital town guard.

Infected by their actions, those ordinary people who were originally lying on the windows to watch also took out short knives and cut their palms.

All of a sudden, wisps of blood gathered from the streets and alleys, and then merged into the red battle flag in front of the Demon Capital Guard.

This is the blood that brings together millions of people in Middle-earth and the demon suppression soldiers, and it is also the blood that gathers the faith of millions of people in Middle-earth!

They're going to get involved in this battle of luck!

Hua Zhenguo felt the surging blood, and suddenly smiled: "Demon King, in terms of strength, I am not as good as you." ”

"If you can continue the battle for the Souls, I will surely die at your hands."

"But you shouldn't represent the demon clan and compete with me for luck in Middle-earth! As long as the exorcists of Middle-earth are still there, as long as the people of Middle-earth are still there, you demon clan will never be able to become the master of this land! ”

With a casual move, the banner stained red with the blood of millions of people flew straight into the sky.

The bright red glow can't even suppress the blue light of the demon flag!

The blue and red light in the sky covered the sky and the sun, and the great demon phantom and the red battle flag constantly collided.

The air flow is agitated, the thunder is faint, even I can't see the battle of luck between these two life-breaking powerhouses!

Even the battle between Kua Fu and Zhang Ben in the distance was temporarily stopped!

This is no longer a battle between two life-breaking powerhouses, but a battle of luck between two races!

Father Kua's expression was solemn, and his huge body was covered with huge sword marks.

He was a little dazed, the battle had gone on so far, and it had completely exceeded his expectations.

I thought that I would personally lead the team, plus seven or eight super S-level powerhouses, it would be easy to take the Ningde shelter area.

What's more, there is also the existence of the Demon King, a super strong person who is only one step away from reaching eternity!

But now? The big demons suffered heavy casualties, and the Soul Sea also lost the clam essence, the finless black fish king, and severely damaged the deep sea corpse king.

And the other party only dispatched two life-breaking, four or five super S-level!

Could it be that the fortune of the times is still on the side of Middle-earth?

Can you win this war?