Urban Madness

Adhering to the idea of ​​being able to prevent trouble without causing trouble, Tianhuo Cthulhu took a step back, and this matter would not be solved.

In the deepest part of the Southern Sect, a tall and mighty middle-aged man sits on the main seat headed by him, not angry with himself. This person is the head of the Southern Sect, Nantian!

"How many disciples have come to join me this time, and what are their strengths?"

"Report to the head teacher, as of today, my teacher has recruited a total of 500 disciples, and the most powerful one is the early stage of Golden Wonderland!"

"As for the other disciples, they have all...have already gone to the Northern Faction. I heard that the Northern Faction has also set up a special test for the purpose of screening the cultivators."

A disciple below reported with an uncomfortable expression, he was angry when he said this!

The former Southern Faction was the number one power in the barren world, so what was the Northern Faction? But now... everything seems to be the other way around.

"Forget it! Give me the order, everyone will cheer me up and practice well!"

"Maybe the war is coming soon, and there are probably not many birthdays in this barren world."

Nan Tian sighed slowly, not to mention the barren world, it is estimated that the entire Big Dipper domain will undergo tremendous changes.

"Yes!"

After his disciple left, Nan Tian let out a long sigh of breath, silently sighing.

"Boss! If you were still alive, you would probably be heartbroken to see the Big Dipper star field look like this."

Obviously, Nan Tian is paying homage to the former life and death immortal.

In other words, it is not just him. I don't know how many cultivators in the Big Dipper Star Territory have regarded life and death as the gods in their hearts.

But it's a pity that everything is in the past tense, and the current Big Dipper star field seems to be under the control of the vast Immortal Venerable.

Even the Heavenly Mystery faction that was once powerful in all directions is no longer glorious, let alone my little Southern faction.

"North Road! I hope you don't know what's good and bad, don't walk all the way to the dark, otherwise you will really regret it, and you will really bring the barren world to the end."

…

At this time, Bei Dao, the head teacher of the Northern School, stood respectfully in his own hall, lowering his noble head.

Nothing else, because standing in front is a messenger sent by Hao Miao Xianzun.

The leading disciple wore the robes of the Heavenly Sage Sect, his head was raised high, and he was extremely proud.

"Get up, get up! I didn't say it, what exactly is the place where birds don't **** in your barren world?"

"Let you laugh, this barren world is the fringe world of the Big Dipper Star Territory, of course it can't compare with your Qinglian world, it's really rich there."

Bei Dao said with a smile on his face.

"Forget it, let's not say so much, this time Master Hao Miao sent me here for only one purpose, and that is to solve the **** Southern faction as soon as possible and unify the barren world!"

The headed disciple had a face of disdain, and he didn't pay attention to the Southern School and the Northern School at all.

In his eyes, what about the entire barren world? There is no comparability with Tian Shengzong at all.

After hearing this, Bei Dao smiled excitedly, and this was what he was waiting for.

"Thank you, Master Haomiao. With your help, you can destroy the Southern School and unify the barren world. That is just around the corner."

"That's natural, it's nothing more than a mere southern faction, who dares to fight against my Heavenly Sage Sect without knowing it. It's really time to kill a hundred."

"My lord, don't say these angry words, you go down and rest now, when I'm ready, we will send troops to the South!"

"Ok."

After watching the messenger and his disciples leave the hall, an elder spoke with an uneven face.

"Head, look at their arrogant looks, they are nothing more than a guy in the Golden Immortal realm, what's so great!"

"There is no way, who can make people a disciple of Heavenly Saint Sect, but these are not important, as long as they can help me wait for the destruction of the Southern School."

"It seems that our northern faction will unify the entire barren world and become the ruler of the barren world is not far away. The northern faction is really carried forward in the hands of the old man!"

Beidao laughed in this gloomy hall.

For so many years, Nanpai has been crushing himself, and he can't breathe.

But now with the support of Heavenly Sage Sect, everything is a different matter.

"What are the reactions of other forces in the barren world now? Do they still choose to support the Southern Faction?"

Bei Dao's tone suddenly became vicious.

"Don't worry, most of the forces have already chosen to belong to our northern faction."

"After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the splendor of the Southern School is gone forever. Only those small families who do not live or die are still their loyal fans."

"Hehe, loyal fans? Then let them know what is really strong and what is true despair! Prepare quickly."

"Yes!"

Following the Beidao's order, the entire Northern faction instantly linked together, preparing for the next war all the time.

…

Early the next morning, Ye Fan had just finished the whole night of training and stretched out a long way.

Now that he is in the Big Dipper Star Region, there are hidden crises everywhere. In the final analysis, strength is the root of everything. Without strength, everything is empty talk.

When he walked back to the room, the snoring of the Heavenly Fire God shook the sky, as if the sky thunder exploded.

"All the disciples get up and practice! All the disciples get up and practice! When will I still sleep?"

At this moment, Fatty Wang's dissatisfaction shouted outside again.

Ye Fan hurriedly kicked the Heaven Fire Cthulhu.

"Don't go to bed, don't go to bed, don't check what time it is, we are now disciples, not before."

"Hurry up, the elder let you practice."

"No, boss, what do you care about that fat guy? Is that fat guy's brain sick? What time is this? Cultivation!"

The Cthulhu Tianhuo turned over dissatisfied, and the most annoying thing about him was being woken up in his sleep.

If Fat Wang was in front of his own eyes, he would have to beat that guy well.

Ye Fan shook his head helplessly, and then directly grabbed the ears of the Cthulhu.

"How many times do you guys have to tell me about you? Can you stop being special here? Go out and practice."

"It hurts, I know the boss, I know the boss."

The Evil God of Sky Fire got up unwillingly, grabbed a sword at will and ran out.

Seeing that the two were late, Fatty Wang didn't give them a good face.

"Why are you two moving so slow? It's always like this!"

"Some people just don't have the strength, but they still like to be lazy. In fact, that's right. This is why they are not strong."