"If we keep going at this speed, it will only take three days to reach the Netherworld City!"
An elder said respectfully.
Taoist Banshan nodded.
"Go at full speed! Get to the Netherworld City as quickly as possible! We must not let other sects take the lead!"
"At the same time, pass on the order. This battle is the most important battle in the history of our sect. All disciples, please cheer up!"
"If anyone dares to slip up at a critical moment, don't blame me for not remembering the friendship of the past!"
"yes!"
After receiving the order from Taoist Banshan, the elder hurriedly went down to give the instructions.
Taoist Banshan squinted his eyes, looked deeply into the void ahead, and murmured softly.
"This battle is probably the most powerful battle in the Beidou Star Territory in so many years! The result of the battle is enough to change the fate and direction of the Beidou Star Territory!"
"Yes, yes, since the storm is coming, let's make it more violent!"
"Monster clan, monstrous clan, it's time for your glory to end. The Beidou Star Territory is no longer the place where you should exist."
"At the end of the day, if you can be a stepping stone for us and others to become famous, you deserve to die."
Taoist Banshan's eyes gradually became fierce, and he secretly made up his mind.
In this battle, we must show off the majesty and strength of our sect!
Whether our sect can become the number one sect in the world of stars depends on this battle!
After all, after this battle is over, the Beidou Star Territory may not experience another war for a long time, and there will not be such a good opportunity at that time!
Therefore, you must seize this opportunity tightly and absolutely do not allow any accidents!
Sects such as Xianghuatian Sect and Daxu Holy Sect all set off on large battleships, which are extremely powerful!
And those small sects can only fly in mid-air with swords.
Although the momentum is a bit weak, the beliefs and goals in each other's hearts are the same!
In a remote sect in Donghuang Tianxia, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe was doing pre-war mobilization.
My sect is extremely small, with only a few hundred cultivators, and its strength is also weak.
He didn't even receive orders from Immortal Vast Vast, so not many people may have remembered his existence.
But at this moment, he still chose to attack with all his strength and choose to contribute his last strength to the human race.
"All disciples, listen up! This battle is the last battle between us and the demon clan, and it is also the most important battle!"
"Our strength is indeed weak and lacking, and we cannot stand on the stage, but you think we can retreat?"
"Can't! Can't! Can't!"
Loud and decisive voices echoed in the sky above the sect.
"Fight with them! These monsters have always been targeting us, and they have never been able to live in peace! Since they don't want to live in peace, then we have nothing to say!"
"That's right! What the demon tribe wants most is to annex our human race and control the entire Beidou Star Territory. We cannot give them that chance! We must fight to the death!"
"There is nothing to say, fight, fight, fight! Fight until the last moment! It is much better to spend your whole life in the last battle than to do nothing here!"
…
Seeing the determined expressions of his disciples, the leading middle-aged man showed a happy smile.
"Okay! Let us use our own flesh and blood to solve the demon clan on the opposite side and solve the ten thousand-year threat to our human race!"
"Set off!"
"yes!"
After giving an order, hundreds of disciples ran quickly on the ground, raising up yellow sand all over the sky.
They don't care who is behind all this, they just want to end the final war and get a stable world.
In other words, it is not just what they think in their hearts, but most cultivators think like this.
But I just don’t know what they will think when they learn the final truth.
Of course, all this is a story for later.
The turmoil in the world of cultivation has also caused panic among ordinary people.
On a remote plain, there live some ordinary people who have nothing to do with the world.
Today was just a normal day for them, but the next moment, several muffled thunders sounded in the sky.
Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky, and saw cultivators passing by like shooting stars, disappearing in an instant.
The target is also very clear, it is exactly where the Netherworld City is!
"Oh my god! The world of cultivation...what happened to the world of cultivation? Why are so many cultivators mobilized?"
"Who knows? Anyway, there must be a war going on, otherwise there would not be such a change."
"Not only that, I heard that large warships like Kunpeng appeared in the sky above other areas!"
"That kind of battleship blocks the sky and the sun, just like a huge dark cloud. Not to mention how shocking it is!"
"Well, these battles are battles that belong to cultivators, and they belong to the life of cultivators. This is their responsibility and mission."
"We can't change anything, we can only live our own lives with peace of mind."
Everyone just sighed and started immersing themselves in their work again.
To ordinary people like them, cultivators are like gods and monsters who are above us. The two sides are not on the same level at all.
Therefore, the thoughts and behaviors of cultivators cannot be understood by ordinary people like them. They have their own lives.
Cultivators and ordinary people may seem incompatible and distinct, but in essence, there is no difference between the two.
It's just that everyone has different beliefs in their hearts, and the heights and goals they want to pursue are also different, so the paths they take are completely opposite.
As the saying goes, there is no real right or wrong in this world, it's just that everyone cares about different things.
So no one can say that cultivators are wrong! And no one can say that ordinary people like them are wrong! It’s just that everyone has his own destiny.
…
On the other side, Ye Fan finally entered the palace of Wanyao Immortal Lord after a period of dizziness.
He had no idea what was happening in the Beidou Star Territory at this time, or in other words, he had no idea.
What is in front of him is the real big trouble. Whether this operation can be successful and whether he can get out of here depends on today!
He has no right to fail. If he fails, there will be no possibility of making a comeback.
What is somewhat different from the outside is that the interior of Wan Yao Immortal Lord's palace is pitch black, and you can't even see your fingers.
Moreover, spiritual power cannot illuminate the road ahead, and the darkness here seems to be inherent.
Ye Fan swallowed nervously, his body trembling uncontrollably.