After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

Jin Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sat up straight, raised three fingers and said, "Grandmaster, from now on, Yan'er will do his best to lead the local cultivators to rebuild this continent to repay Grandmaster for saving my life."

Zhenxu Immortal laughed a few times, "Well, well, well! You are worthy of being the disciple of Zhenxu Immortal."

Jin Yan sniffed and asked, "Master, is it true that good and evil cannot coexist?"

Immortal Zhenxu stroked his beard and said, "For ten thousand years, I have been committed to the unity of the good and evil paths. Over the years, I have resolved countless battles between the two paths. I am also asking myself if something was wrong from the beginning. I shouldn't have allowed the good and evil paths to coexist. Is it true that the good and evil paths cannot coexist?"

As he spoke, his eyes softened and he looked at Jin Yan, "I know that the old Taoist met you."

"Me?" Jin Yan was puzzled.

Immortal Zhenxu smiled and said, "Perhaps the world still has some reservations about demonic cultivators, but I see magnanimity and casualness in you. As long as you like them, it doesn't matter if they are demons or monsters, male or female. As long as you don't want them, I don't want them even if they are immortals or celestial beings."

"You can be carefree and unrestrained, not caring about worldly affairs, or you can sit on a high platform and make decisions. Such a clear mind makes even the old Taoists admire you."

"One's life can be as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather. I have learned a truth from you."

Jin Yan blinked his big eyes, "What's the reason?"

Zhenxu Immortal smiled with satisfaction, stretched out four fingers and said, "Four words, whatever you like."

Jin Yan sneered, and the sadness he had just felt was reduced by half. "Grandmaster, you have already returned to the Primal Chaos, and you still have the mood to comfort me."

Immortal Zhenxu smiled and said, "Yan'er, I am also free to do whatever I want. Since the good and evil cannot coexist, why not separate them into two realms and let each live their own lives? Why do we have to keep the two together?"

Jin Yan nodded. After being in a high position for the past few years, she had seen many things clearly and had mediated many conflicts between the evil cultivators and the righteous cultivators. Yes, why bother with these.

"Grandmaster..."

When Jin Yan looked up again, the remaining soul of Immortal Zhenxu had disappeared.

Jin Yan calmed himself down and kowtowed three times solemnly and sincerely in front of the corpse of Immortal Zhenxu.

Looking at his corpse again, it dissipated with the wind, turned into starlight and merged into the continent.

Jin Yan took a few breaths and not only did some of her lost memories recover again, she also felt that the spiritual energy in her body became more and more dense. The effect of the heartless Gu on her chest was gone, and even the remaining energy of the Buddha's Light Essence was integrated into her body. With the spiritual energy left by the Zhenxu Immortal to harmonize it, Jin Yan's cultivation soon improved again and she had already ascended to immortality.

Although he cannot compare with the ten thousand years of cultivation of Immortal Zhenxu, he is also considered a new immortal. He has close connections with the life forms on this continent and has become a generation of immortal, living as long as the sky.

The changes in the sky also made Feng Hanyun in the hall feel endless demonic energy being injected into her body. The more special the changes were, the richer her magic power was. Her purple eyes became more and more dazzling, and her figure became more and more majestic. Her sharp eyes swept over everyone, and she seemed to be standing proudly above this sea of ​​corpses. Such majesty made the guards and righteous monks dare not step forward.

Feng Hanyun felt the call of the sky, as if she was at the center of the continent. She ignored the threats from everyone, broke through the tiles of the hall, and rushed straight to the center.

"Don't let her run away!" Seeing this, Yu Zibo quickly gave the order.

Everyone headed towards the place where Feng Hanyun disappeared.

Yu Zibo came last and seeing that Zhong Changwei was dying, he stopped and checked on Zhong Changwei's condition.

"Weiwei, how are you?"

Yu Zibo picked up Zhong Changwei. She looked at the blood oozing out from her body. Her face was as pale as paper, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat. The pain spread to her limbs. She grabbed Yu Zibo's collar and said, "Zibo, our...our child..."

"Damn it!" Although Yu Zibo was in a very embarrassed state, the anger on his face did not diminish. He was given the status of a royal consort because of his father's status as a son, and he also provided the formula of the secret medicine, which enabled him to gain the status of a royal consort this time.

He was even thinking that when Feng Hanyun lost control and became murderous at the wedding banquet, he would rely on his unique method to take down Feng Jin and the other two in one fell swoop, and then he could sit firmly on the throne and sleep soundly.

Seeing that wealth and glory were within his grasp, who would have thought that such a change would occur? He even felt that Zhong Changwei in front of him was of no use at all. It would have been better to have captured such a powerful Feng Hanyun in the first place.

Yu Zibo clenched his fists, helped Zhong Changwei up, and leaned her against the pillar. He wiped the sweat off her forehead and comforted her softly, "It's okay, Weiwei. My father-in-law, the king, has already set up an ambush there. He personally led people to capture Feng Hanyun. I will go and avenge our child now."

Zhong Changwei nodded weakly. She knew that they had been planning for this for three years, but she was bleeding profusely and could not hold on any longer. She opened her mouth but could not say anything.

Yu Zibo squeezed her shoulders and said, "Wait for me, wait until I come back."

Zhong Changwei had no choice but to let him go. Seeing this, Yu Zibo did not linger and picked up his sword and stood up, saying, "All soldiers, listen to my orders, follow me to kill the demon!"

Watching Yu Zibo leave, Zhong Changwei felt her vitality gradually fading away. She took one last look at the man and closed her eyes.

Lingyuan Peak is located deep in the center of the continent. A faint light rises into the sky. The mysterious power is like a magnet, attracting all living beings from all directions.

This power seemed to be a call from ancient times. No matter whether it was the monks with justice in their hearts or the powerful ones who practiced the magic way, they all gathered in this direction involuntarily.

Because everyone knows that an ultimate battle that concerns the fate of both good and evil, and even the future of the entire continent, is about to begin here.

At this time, Feng Hanyun stood steadily on the top of Lingyuan Peak. A steady stream of ancient power was injected into her body, which greatly improved her cultivation. Feeling that many people were coming here, she slowly opened her eyes.

She took advantage of the situation and flew up, the Fantasy Feather in her hand slowly unsheathed, and she gathered all her strength on the hilt of the sword. The moment she swung the sword, it was as if she released the power of the ancient times, and she slashed fiercely on Lingyuan Peak.

The mountain collapsed and broke into pieces, and the flying rocks blew away the monks who were passing by and hiding there.

The huge Lingyuan Peak was smashed into pieces by Feng Hanyun's sword, and an ancient spirit stone slowly flew out and fell into Feng Hanyun's hands.

However, the soldiers led by the real Zhong Changqing destroyed everything he had arranged with just this one strike, and the formation he had practiced was also broken, so that he became very passive and clenched his fists.

Yu Zibo and others arrived quickly and soon joined up with Zhong Changqing's team.

"Father." Yuzi Bo saluted.

Zhong Changqing looked coldly at Feng Jin and the other two not far away, "If you hadn't found this place, I wouldn't have searched for the ancient spiritual stone here for so long. I didn't expect it to be in the mountain of Lingyuan Peak. It's a good deal for them."

Yu Zibo sneered, "Why not kill her? The ancient spirit stone is ours, and the demon cultivators will die here too!"

Zhong Changqing stood still on his warhorse and sneered, "Good! Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. Now, it is the responsibility of every cultivator to eliminate evil and defend the way!"

"Yes!"