Time flew by and finally came the time for the general attack set by the King of Black Wind.
Before dawn, noisy preparations could be heard from various stations in the City of Running Wolf. All the disciples woke up early from their sleep and prepared for all their preparatory activities.
Things like weapons and ammunition must of course be well prepared.
After all, the battle to attack Jinghu Villa will definitely be more brutal than that of Running Wolf City. By then, Jinghu Villa’s thousands of years of heritage will be completely revealed!
Because Jinghu Villa belongs to the Righteous Sect, it is the most important and the last line of defense, so all the disciples will definitely fight to the death.
When all the disciples were ready and were brought to the back door of Wolf City by the bosses of each family, the figures of the two bosses, the King of Black Wind and the Lord of the Netherworld, were suspended in mid-air and came in front of all the disciples.
"Greetings to the King of Black Wind."
"Greetings to the Lord of the Netherworld."
All the disciples bowed down instantly. The bows of these tens of thousands of disciples were indeed quite shocking.
Although they lost a lot of combat power during the attack on the Wolf City, after this period of cultivation and replenishment, they are still an unstoppable force that makes people feel numb.
"My fellow soldiers! I don't need to tell you now that we have reached the last minute!"
"I don't want to say anything else, I only have one sentence! Use all your strength to crush Jinghu Villa for me and win this war!"
"As long as the ancient world of immortality is defeated, it will be yours and mine. At that time, each of your names can be inlaid on the monument of the ancient world of immortality, immortalized forever, and you will gain true immortality!"
The rumbling words of the Black Wind King spread throughout the Wolf City. Although they sounded a bit brainwashing, I have to say that the results were indeed good.
The disciple below felt as if he had been given a shot of blood after hearing this, and wished that a shocking battle between the two sides would begin right now.
"Attack! Attack!"
"Now that the moment has come, there's nothing to fear. All we need to do is destroy those guys on the other side in one go!"
"With the leadership of you and Lord Netherworld, we will surely be invincible and conquer all!"
"The history of this ancient world of immortality has been rewritten a long time ago. Those guys who claim to be the righteous faction will be completely crushed by us sooner or later, and there will never be a chance for them to stand up."
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Seeing that the emotions of the disciple below were almost gone, the King of Black Wind looked at the Lord of Netherworld beside him.
"How is it? It should be foolproof this time, right?"
"I see that you have been in a bad mood for a while. Do you have anything else to worry about?"
The Black Wind King looked confused.
In response, Netherworld Supreme just glanced at him lightly, the look in his eyes was extremely obvious.
This guy is pretending to be confused here. Why is he so solemn? Doesn't he have some idea in his heart? It's not a good thing he did!
"Even if there were some things that were not handled well before, there is no point in talking about them now."
"Anyway, the last battle has arrived. I hope you can understand the importance of the situation and not make mistakes at the critical moment."
The next moment, the Black Wind King's eyes instantly became serious, and the warning in these words was extremely obvious.
However, he only dared to talk about it. After all, the Lord of Netherworld, as the only boss in the late stage of Mixing Magic Mirror, had absolute control over the battle situation.
"I can naturally figure out which is light and which is important. I don't need anyone else to tell me!"
"All disciples, listen to the order! Take action!"
The Nether Lord did not want to discuss this matter too much with the Black Wind King, but with a wave of his hand, he directly launched the final general attack order.
Tens of thousands of disciples marched towards Jinghu Villa with great momentum.
The vibrations caused by tens of thousands of disciples during their march were like an earthquake, and even the tiny gravels on the ground were stirred up.
This scene was reflected directly above Jinghu Villa through a special image, which was also arranged by Master Qingfeng in advance.
As for why the other disciples were allowed to see this scene, it was to let them know the seriousness of this battle and the consequences of failure.
Master Qingfeng, who was located above Jinghu Villa, suddenly turned his head and pointed at the image behind him.
"Do you all see clearly? This is the enemy we are about to face! This is the battle we are going to fight next!"
Master Qingfeng's tone became more solemn than ever before.
According to what the screen shows, this is all the fighting power of the Black Wind King. This time, he also sacrificed his capital and chose to fight until death.
"At this point, 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 either go to a secluded mountain forest to live in seclusion and never care about the world, or you can return to the life of an ordinary person and never be involved in all this."
"The choice is now in your hands. You can decide for yourself. I will not interfere in any way."
Qingfeng Zhenren waved his sleeves and turned around.
Although these words of my own may make others more ambitious and undermine my own prestige, that's the situation.
Not to mention that our own strength is not as strong as that of Tianyi Pavilion, and even super-tech weapons are powerless.
Most of the Storm Swords produced previously were lost in the last battle, and now there is not much left.
If the Heavenly Stone cannot be brought back, then the Storm Sword will never be able to be put into the battlefield.
If all the super-tech weapons are lost, this battle may end in failure.
As soon as Master Qingfeng finished speaking, he stepped directly out of the forest below and spoke coldly.
"Master! I, Lin Mu, would like to be the first disciple to stand up and defend our home!"
"Maybe my strength is nothing, maybe I will become cannon fodder in the next war, but I have no regrets!"
"Even if I have to die, I will live and die with my homeland."
Nowadays, Lin Mu has already returned to his peak combat power, and is already halfway to the peak of the Golden Immortal. Among the younger generation, he is already considered to be extraordinary.
Seeing that his senior brother has made his stance clear, how can the other disciples be so weak?
"I am also willing to protect our homeland and never take a step back or give in to it!"
"Me too! Even if he is going to die, I have to help him support him before he dies!"
"Want to use strong force to make us surrender? His Black Wind King may be thinking a little too simplistically, right? We are not weaklings!"
"If we leave at this time, what qualifications do we have to become cultivators?"