Urban Madness

Time flew quickly, and finally came the total attack time stipulated by the Black Wind King.

Before dawn, noisy preparations sounded from all the resident sites in Benlang City. All the disciples woke up early from their sleep, preparing for all their own preparation activities.

Such as weapons and ammunition, of course, you have to prepare and perfect them.

After all, the battle to attack Jinghu Villa is definitely more ferocious than the city of Runwolf. By then, Jinghu Villa's thousands of years of heritage will be completely released!

Because Jinghu Villa is a justice faction, the most important and last line of defense is, all the disciples will definitely fight to the death.

When all the disciples were ready and were brought to the back door of Ben Wolf City by the big men of each family, the figures of the two big men, the Black Wind King and the Nether Lord, were suspended in mid-air and came in front of all the disciples.

"Meet the Lord of Black Wind."

"Meet the Lord of Netherworld."

The disciples bowed and bowed in an instant, and the bows of these tens of thousands of disciples were indeed quite shocking.

Although they lost a lot of combat power on the way to attack the city of wolf, but after this period of cultivation and supplementation, this is still an unstoppable force, which makes people feel scalp numb.

"Soldiers! Now you don't need to say that you also know that this has reached the final juncture!"

"I don't want to say more about the other words. There is only one sentence! That is to use all your strengths to break the Jinghu Villa for me to win this war!"

"As long as you win the ancient world of cultivating immortals, it will be yours and mine. At that time, each of your names can be inlaid on the monument of the ancient cultivating world, immortal and truly immortal!"

The voice of the black wind lord's rumbling spread throughout the city of wolves. Although it sounds a bit brainwashing, it has to be said that the result is really good.

After listening to the disciple below, it was like a chicken blood instantly, wishing to start the shocking battle between the two sides now.

"Offense! Offense!"

"This moment has come, so there is nothing to fear, as long as the other group of guys are wiped out in one go!"

"With the leadership of you and Master Nether, we will be invincible and invincible!"

"The history of this ancient world of cultivating immortals has long been rewritten. Sooner or later, the gang of people who claim to be justice will be completely wiped out by us, and there will never be a possibility of turning over."

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Seeing that the emotions of the disciple below were almost over, the King of Black Wind looked at the Nether Lord on the side.

"How is it? This time it should be foolproof, right?"

"How do I think you have been in a bad mood for a while, do you have any other worries?"

The Black Wind King looked puzzled.

Regarding this, Netherworld Supreme just gave him a faint glance, the expression in his eyes was already extremely obvious.

This guy is here to understand and pretend to be confused, why is he so solemn, doesn't he have any points in his heart? Not a good thing he did!

"Even if there are things that haven't been dealt with before, it doesn't make sense to say that now."

"Anyway, the last battle has come. I hope you can handle the importance and don't be stupid at critical moments."

In the next moment, the eyes of the Black Wind King instantly became serious, and the color of warning in this sentence was already extremely obvious.

However, he just dared to just talk about it, after all, as the only master of the late stage of the magic mirror in this respect, the Lord of the Nether has absolute control over the battle situation.

"Of course I can figure out which is more important, and I don't need others to warn me!"

"All disciples follow the order! Action!"

The Nether Lord did not want to talk about this with the Black Wind King too much, but with a big wave of his hand, he directly launched the final command of the general attack.

Tens of thousands of disciples marched towards Jinghu Villa with great momentum.

The turbulence caused by tens of thousands of disciples on their way was like an earthquake, and even the tiny gravels on the ground were agitated.

This scene was directly reflected above Jinghu Villa through a special image, which was also arranged by Qingfeng Zhenren in advance.

As for why the other disciples should see this scene, it is to let them know the severity of this battle and the consequences of failure.

Qingfeng Zhenren, who was above Jinghu Villa, turned his head abruptly, and pointed his finger at the image behind him.

"Did you see clearly? This is the enemy we are about to face! This is the battle we are going to fight next!"

The tone of Qingfeng Zhenren has become more solemn than ever.

According to the screen, this is all the fighting power of the Black Wind King. This time he also spared his money and chose to fight desperately without dying.

"Now that I have nothing to hide from everyone, this battle is already the last battle of this war!"

"If any of you are timid beforehand, you can leave on your own."

"You can live in secluded mountains and forests and never ask about world affairs, or you can return to the lives of ordinary people without getting involved in all these things."

"The right to choose is now in your hands. You decide for yourself. I won't make any interference."

Real Man Qingfeng waved his sleeves and turned directly.

Although this remark of my own may be a bit aspiring to others and destroy my own prestige, this is the case.

Not to mention that his own strength is not as strong as Tianyige, and it is also powerless for super-tech weapons.

The Storm Sword produced before had lost most of it in the last battle, and now there is not much left.

If the Heavenly Stone cannot be brought back, then the Sword of Storm will definitely not be able to be thrown into the battlefield.

If the loss of super-tech weapons is exhausted, this battle may end in failure.

As soon as the words of the real person Qingfeng fell, the forest below stepped out directly, and said coldly.

"Master! I, Lin Mu, would like to be the first disciple to stand up and guard his home!"

"Maybe my strength is nothing, maybe I will be the cannon fodder in the next war, but I have no regrets!"

"Even if I am going to die, I will live and die with my homeland."

Today's forest trees have long been restored to their peak combat power, and they are already strong men who have reached the peak of the Golden Immortal in half a step, and can be regarded as otherworldly among the younger generation.

The big brothers in my family have already made a clear statement, so how can the other disciples be weak?

"I am also willing to guard our homeland, not to take a step back or give in to it!"

"Me too! Even if he is dying, he will have to hold him back a few times before he is dying!"

"Want to use strong force to make me wait? The Lord of Black Wind might think something too simple, right? We are not cartilage!"

"If we leave at this time, what qualifications do we have to become cultivators?"