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Fight for the homeland

Obviously, even a peerless expert like him has some worries and doubts about this battle.

After all, the top ten ancient demons in the Monster Clan and the Holy Lord of the Monster Clan are not ordinary people. If they are really pushed into a hurry, no one can say what will happen.

Sinking Tianzun chuckled lightly.

"After practicing in seclusion, Immortal Renyi has become a veritable ceiling for the Immortal Realm. What do the ten ancient monsters mean?"

"Even if he is not strong enough to win this battle, doesn't he still have the trump card we gave him?"

"With such blessings, isn't it easy to destroy a demon clan?"

After listening to the words of the Sinking Heavenly Lord, the Eternal Heavenly Lord nodded thoughtfully, as if this was indeed the truth.

"Fellow Taoist, what do you think about this?"

"Yes! Why didn't you say a word? Do you have any other ideas?"

Then the two of them looked at the Plague God in the middle.

The Plague God didn't say much, but looked deeply at the direction of the Netherworld. His meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"That guy Ye Fan should...shouldn't be able to escape this time, right?"

The Eternal God was somewhat stuttering.

If the two peerless immortals cannot destroy Ye Fan, then the trouble will be big.

"I will not let him return to his former peak. Even if there is no trace of him in the passage of time, I can plan the consequences and ending for him!"

After the Plague Lord said a word, his figure merged into the endless void.

After being stunned for a long time, the two of them came to their senses.

"Does he mean... to take action directly?"

The Eternal God swallowed nervously, unable to believe what he just heard.

After all, the big terror faced by the three of them has not yet been eliminated. If they were to attack directly, their situation would not be much better.

"I don't know. Let's take it one step at a time. I hope it won't end like that in the end."

The Sinking Heavenly Lord waved his sleeves and disappeared.

Now the only thing left is to leave everything to time. If things really develop against you, it is not impossible to take action.



Savage Valley.

When Bai Yu informed his disciples of the instructions of the Holy Lord of the Monster Race, his disciples were obviously emotional.

"Isn't this making us cannon fodder? It's a shame these demon clan guys can figure it out!"

"Who says otherwise? Do we really want to help the demon clan and start a decisive battle with the human cultivators?"

"Hey, I didn't expect that one day we would be in such a dilemma. Things are really unpredictable!"



Listening to the sighs and complaints of his disciples, Bai Yu's expression became extremely solemn.

He knew in his heart that his disciples were not afraid of war, but that they could never overcome the hurdle in their hearts.

After all, they used to be incompatible with the demon clan, but now they want to help the demon clan resist the human race's attack. Of course, there will be a gap in their hearts.

"enough!"

Immortal Zishuang's face suddenly turned cold.

"I hope you understand our situation in your hearts and understand that these are things that must be done!"

"If you want to gain a foothold in the Monster Clan, if you want to gain basic respect, if you want to repeat the glory of the past, you must show your style in the battle!"

"The masterminds behind this war must be the Heavenly Lords from the Land of Gods. They will not let us survive!"

"In this case, what is there to say? Use absolute strength to tell them that we are not an existence they can despise!"

The Purple Frost Immortal, who was dressed in Chaos Immortal Clothes, spoke rumbledly, and his voice seemed to be filled with some kind of magic power, leaving no room for doubt.

After hearing this, the Tianji Sect disciples' faces were full of embarrassment and they didn't know how to refute.

The next moment, an elder stood up and glanced seriously at the disciples present.

"Everyone, please raise your heads! Look what you are like now? Are you still an outstanding disciple of my Tianji Sect?"

"Don't you want to avenge the destruction of your home? Don't you want to get back the place you once were? Then shut up!"

"Listen carefully, we are not fighting for the demon clan, we are fighting for our homeland, and for the minimum dignity of cultivators!"

"If we flinch this time, we will have no chance of making a comeback!"

"Do you understand everything?"

These very serious words from the Supreme Elder finally brought the disciples of the Tianji Sect back to reality from illusion.

Su Ling'er was the first to react and bent down respectfully.

"Head, Master, Elder, please rest assured that we will never disgrace our mission and our master!"

"Since those Heavenly Lords don't want to leave us a way to survive, then we have nothing to say and can only fight with all our strength!"

"The elder is right, this battle is not for the demon clan, but for ourselves, for the Tianji Sect!"

After Su Ling'er finished speaking, determination finally appeared in the eyes of the Tianji Sect disciples on the field.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this kind of firm color has not appeared for a long time.

Since the Tianji Sect was destroyed, it seems as if their souls have been taken away, leaving only a physical body.

But today, their souls finally returned again. The moment their souls returned, it was also destined that these disciples would be reborn!

Immortal Zishuang nodded happily.

These disciples are about to face the most brutal battle, and the worries and scruples in their hearts must be erased!

Bai Yu waved his hand, signaling his disciples to leave.

"We only have the last day left. Make all preparations and leave for the wild city tomorrow!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

With loud and firm voices, the disciples of the Tianji Sect finally slowly exited.

Maybe some disciples still have concerns, but that doesn't stop them from starting the battle!

"Thanks to you this time."

Bai Yu glanced at Zishuang Immortal with gratitude.

If Immortal Zishuang hadn't stepped forward today, the scruples in the hearts of these disciples would have grown stronger and stronger like wild beasts.

Immortal Zishuang smiled with a pale face.

"It's just what I should do."

"Your current body..."

"It's okay, senior brother. If nothing happens, I'll go back first."

Immortal Zishuang dragged his tired body and slowly walked towards his room.

The Chaos Immortal Clothes on his body had long lost its former luster, and his whole body was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Ling'er said with a worried face.

"Master, Master... Master, is she okay? Why do I feel that she is getting weaker and weaker?"

Bai Yu also frowned, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"Go and collect all the top elixirs from the Tianji Sect for me. No matter what type they are, I want all the top elixirs!"

"All?"

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