The sudden news was like pouring a basin of cold water on my head, cold from head to toe.

Chief Hua Zhenguo was seriously injured and his whereabouts are still unknown.

The national fortunes of Middle-earth have been in turmoil?

When he was about to storm Kunlun Mountain, the news suddenly came, and it was like a thunderbolt from the sky!

Old Man Di Hao's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Good, very good! ”

"Holy Realm! Hey, Holy Realm! ”

The aura on his body suddenly burst out, and even his body became blurred.

Frightened, the third uncle hurriedly shouted: "Emperor Hao's senior! Calm down! ”

He stretched out his hand and cast a spell that interrupted the old man Di Hao's technique of shrinking the ground into inches.

Without waiting for the old man Di Hao to get angry, the third uncle said quickly: "Senior Di Hao! Where are you going! ”

The old man Di Hao shouted: "Saint Laurent City! ”

"The Holy Kingdom has ambushed my Middle-earth Chief, and Lao Tzu is going to slaughter his Saint Laurent City!"

The third uncle's voice was like a roar of a lion in Hedong: "Emperor Hao's senior! Calm down! ”

"If you go to the Holy Kingdom now, you will be sent to death! You must know that even if the old thing of the God Emperor is not in Saint Laurent City, there is a prophet guarding it! ”

"I know you and the Prophet have made some kind of agreement, but that doesn't mean the Prophet will allow you to slaughter the city of Saint Laurent!"

"You're alone, what's the difference between looking for death!"

"Now that the movement of Middle-earth is moving, the most important thing for us to do is not to act rashly, but to stabilize the fortunes of Middle-earth!"

"If the middle earth is strong, the total adult will be strong! If we can't even stabilize the national fortunes of Middle-earth, what else can the chief grown-up rely on! ”

Old Man Di Hao calmed down a little, but his eyes still flashed with angry flames.

He said in a deep voice, "What should we do now!" ”

The third uncle said quickly: "According to the original plan, take Kunlun Mountain!" ”

"The chief was attacked, and his whereabouts are unknown, so that now the national movement is in turmoil. But if we can take Mount Kunlun, destroy the immortal runes, and let the sun shine on the land of Middle-earth again! ”

"In this way, the fortunes of Middle-earth will surely skyrocket! And the chief is the person who carries the national fortune of Middle-earth, and if the national fortune is strong, he will be strong! ”

"That's the real way we can help him!"

I have to say that after the sudden bad news, it was really a person like the third uncle who could calmly analyze the problem.

Although the old man Di Hao is strong, he doesn't think as much as the third uncle after all.

Hearing the third uncle say this, the old man Di Hao finally calmed down.

He gritted his teeth and said: "This battle is very important, we must not lose!" ”

We all know very well that if this battle is won in Middle-earth, Hua Zhenguo may recover with the help of the soaring national fortunes.

But if we lose, Hua Zhenguo will not be helped, and there is probably a danger of falling.

He is the one who carries the national fortune, and if he falls, the national fortune of Middle-earth will collapse in an instant. Because of the more than one billion people in the entire Middle Earth, it is no longer possible to find a strong person who can carry the national fortune like Hua Zhenguo.

So this battle, we have to win!

The third uncle said coldly: "Don't worry, if we can't win this battle, we will all die here!" ”

If he can't win, Chief Hua Zhenguo will also die.

At that time, Middle-earth collapsed, demons and evil spirits drove in, and defeat was a matter of time.

Rather than seeing the miserable Middle-earth in the future, it is better to die here in battle!

If you don't win, you die!

The news of the serious injury and disappearance of the general manager of Hua Zhenguo was concealed by us.

Except for the third uncle, the old man Di Hao, and me, I don't even have the right to know the level of the town guard envoy.

Now Middle-earth is preparing for a great battle in Kunlun Mountain!

The real war began three hours later.

The first to attack were the heavy artillery units that had been arranged in advance.

A full one hundred and fifty heavy artillery, under the leadership of Qin Bafang, began to launch the first round of artillery bombardment on Kunlun Mountain.

The cannon fire roared down from the sky, and the top of Kunlun Mountain instantly turned into a sea of fire.

The cannonballs were not very lethal to the Yin soldiers, but the 30,000 fallen people were stunned by the sudden artillery fire, and suffered heavy casualties.

But they are all good hands selected from the Fallen, and they have all endured the baptism of artillery fire on the battlefield of Duandissu.

Immediately after the first round of shelling, which caused heavy casualties, they found a position of cover.

At the same time, the Fallen A00008, personally leading 3,000 men, rushed towards the artillery position.

But while they were still on the way, they saw three meteors in the sky, which were rapidly piercing the sky.

Meng Po stood on the top of the mountain, her eyes shining with green.

Suddenly, Meng Po let out a terrible long howl, and the sound spread throughout the entire Kunlun Mountain Peak.

"Spread out! Spread out! ”

That's a cruise missile from Middle-earth!

In the Xudu, Meng Po is a very peculiar powerhouse.

She herself doesn't like to fight, but because she is a member of the Xudu, she has to participate in the battle several times.

But she is curious about Middle-earth's technology, and even has an obsession.

So Meng Po knows what this thing is called and what kind of power it has.

At the same time as Meng Po's long howl came, the Void Belly Ghost King shouted without hesitation: "Escape! ”

In an instant, 30,000 souls quietly escaped underground.

These are abilities that only revenants have, as they are an energy in their own right, not an entity.

Almost at the same time, three cruise missiles had already fallen with a bang.

The fire from the explosion ignited almost the entire sky, and the top of Kunlun Mountain was like a huge torch in the darkness!

In order to deal with the Wanxian Alliance, Middle-earth has also replaced the warhead while transforming the cruise missile.

This is an incendiary bomb specially designed to set fires.

Inside the warhead is napalm and an incendiary agent doped with white phosphorus.

Once it falls, the incendiary agent spreads over the perimeter for hundreds of meters with the flames from the explosion.

Everywhere you go, everything will turn into a sea of fire!

If Middle-earth doesn't make a move, it will be a thunderous blow!

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, flames raged and artillery roared.

Everywhere are panicked degenerates and servant soldiers of the immortals.

There was a raging fire burning on their bodies, and some powerful people could also extinguish the flames with the yin qi on their bodies.

Those who are slightly inferior in strength can only watch the flames completely engulf themselves.

The Immortal Son and the Demon King Little Golden Crow were already suspended in the air.

With the strength of the two of them, they could see at a glance the artillery positions that were roaring in the distance, and the bombers that were hovering overhead.

Changshengzi's face was very ugly, and he said coldly: "He Wenwu, you are really beyond my expectations!" ”

"I thought you would lead the strong to quietly raid, but I didn't expect you to dare to start a strong offensive war!"

The demon king Xiao Jinwu said lightly: "Don't measure yourself! ”

"Does Middle-earth think that with this level of attack, it can take Kunlun Mountain?"

Changshengzi sneered, he squinted at the strategic bombers that were approaching, and suddenly stretched out his hand and said; "Wind!"

As soon as the words fell, a dark wind suddenly rose.