After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

However, under the crushing strength, the two were seriously injured and fell off their horses. Their bodies were already broken and their life force was rapidly dissipating.

But even here, there was still an endless stream of righteous cultivators rushing towards Lingyuan Peak. Even the Pixiu and the Fire-Refined Golden Phoenix were controlled by the righteous cultivators' formation.

Suddenly, a deafening horn sounded, breaking the deadlock.

It was this horn that made Feng Jin and the others realize that Zhong Changqing had actually assembled all the righteous monks in the entire continent. Faced with being surrounded by a 100,000-strong righteous army, the two of them leaned against each other and trusted each other with their backs.

[Looking at these people's faces, they are still as annoying as before. Their hands are covered with the blood of demon cultivators. They call themselves famous families but still do the same dirty things. Since we have this opportunity, why don't we make a final judgment on what it means to respect strength.]

Feng Hanyun coldly glanced at the people in front of him who claimed to be righteous cultivators and said, "Yan'er, do you regret it?"

Jin Yan chuckled and said, "I don't know what regret is."

After these words were spoken, Feng Hanyun's face softened a lot. Even though she had known about what happened that day a long time ago and had lost some good memories, she had not gone to look for Jin Yan for three years. She was planning to part ways with her. In order to make her already cleansed life no longer have anything to do with the evil cultivators, he still dragged her into it.

Is strength the most important thing? Then let’s compete with strength!

Feng Hanyun's eyes were filled with unyielding determination. Even though her body was covered with scars and Jin Yan's body didn't have many good spots, she still roared, "You want to trap the two of us to death here? You're dreaming!"

"My fellow righteous monks, they are just the spent force. Let us take them down together. Once the demon is dead, there will be peace in the world!"

"Once the devil dies, the world will be at peace!"

The morale of the righteous monks soared, as if the two had already been in their pockets.

Seeing that the sword cultivator was just a disciple left over from the ruined Qingfeng Pavilion, Feng Hanyun showed no mercy and killed him with one sword.

Seeing this, the righteous monks have already started the prelude to a great war. Their companions began to set up a formation like a dragnet. The light of magic weapons intertwined into a gorgeous yet deadly light curtain. All kinds of spells swept towards them like a surging tide, one after another.

Feng Jin and the other two fought hard, resisting the constraints of the formation while dealing with the righteous monks beside them.

After fighting for a long time, the two men were once again leaning against each other's backs, gasping for breath, with many more scars on their bodies.

Feng Hanyun tilted his head and asked, "How is Yan'er?"

Jin Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes firmed up as he said, "Even if I die here today, I will have no regrets as long as I can be with you, Master!"

After hearing this, Feng Hanyun's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had regained some strength to lift Huanyu again.

"Do you think we, the demon cultivators, have no one left?"

Feng Hanyun was about to make a move when many disciples of Zitan Pavilion appeared around him. The one who said this was Jiaolan, the leader.

When no one was looking, Yingji destroyed the formation that bound the Pixiu and the Fire-Refined Golden Phoenix, released the two spirit beasts, and then rode on the Pixiu.

In addition, the spiritual beast that carried the cargo also arrived.

With a loud "boom", a huge rock came flying and knocked back several righteous monks in front of him, revealing a path. Fang Tian touched his bald head and slowly walked out with a smile on his face.

"Miss Ling is pregnant, so her share is given to me," he said, standing in front of Jin Yan and bowing, "Meet the Lord of Fengtian Kingdom."

Jin Yan laughed out loud, "Pfft——" Fang Tian still likes to make jokes.

A black shadow flashed out and stuffed two pills directly into the mouths of Feng Jin and the others. There was still a smell of medicine around her. After she stood still, she nodded slightly and said, "You are so embarrassed, but you forgot about me?"

With Shuyan's elixir, the two felt that the injuries on their bodies were not so painful. They nodded slightly to show their gratitude.

Many disciples of the Red Sandalwood Pavilion bowed and said, "Master, you are late."

Thousands of disciples arrived, and with the support of the Five Saints, the two sides soon engaged in a fight again.

"All the demon cultivators are here! We have more people, so we can catch them all in one fell swoop!"

A sword cultivator flew out first. He shouted loudly and shook the sword in his hand. It instantly turned into thousands of sword shadows, like a group of silver flying birds, swooping down towards the demon cultivator camp.

The sharp sword energy cut through the sky, tearing the air apart wherever it went, making a sharp whistling sound.

Fang Tian snorted coldly, raised the huge axe in his hand, and magic patterns surged on the axe.

He swung his axe with force, and a black crescent-shaped axe blade flew towards the sword shadow.

The two met in mid-air, causing a powerful energy shock, splashing light, and the surrounding soldiers were knocked down by the impact.

Then, the righteous wizards began to cast spells.

They chanted something and waved their staffs, and brilliant magical lights flew towards the demon camp.

There were blazing balls of fire, like little suns, which instantly charred the ground wherever they passed. There was freezing cold air, which condensed into huge ice cones in the air, whistling towards the enemy. There were also electric nets flashing with lightning, which jumped and crackled among the groups of demon cultivators, electrocuting the nearby demon cultivators and making them twitch all over.

The demon cultivators were not to be outdone and they displayed all kinds of evil magic skills.

Some demon cultivators had their eyes turn red and spewed black poisonous mist from their mouths. The poisonous mist spread and corroded the bodies and spiritual strength of the righteous cultivators. Some demon cultivators summoned groups of ugly monsters, which rushed towards the righteous army with their fangs and claws bared. They had thick skin and flesh, and were not afraid of swords and knives, causing considerable trouble to the righteous.

A young and talented monk from the righteous path confronted Guerlain.

The young cultivator was agile and he displayed a set of exquisite body movements, moving freely among the attacks of the evil cultivators.

The sword in his hand stabbed out from time to time, each sword carried powerful spiritual power and the sword wind was whistling.

Guerlain's face was full of disgust, and the magic whip in her hand was like a nimble poisonous snake, twisting and lashing in the air.

Wherever the whip passed, black ripples appeared in the space.

While waving the magic whip, she chanted ancient spells, trying to suppress the young monk with magic.

The young monk saw the right opportunity and suddenly jumped high up, shouting, "Demon Breaking Sword Technique!"

The sword in his hand shone brightly and turned into a huge lightsaber, slashing down at Guerlan fiercely.

Guerlain was not in a hurry. She threw the magic whip into the air. The magic whip instantly grew bigger, like a black pillar, blocking the attack of the lightsaber.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and powerful energy fluctuations spread in all directions, blowing away the surrounding soldiers.

And above the battlefield, several top masters of the righteous and evil paths also engaged in a fierce confrontation.

The righteous cultivators joined forces to cast a huge defensive formation. The light of the formation enveloped the righteous army and resisted the powerful attacks of the evil cultivators.

Several demon lords of the magic cultivators tried to break through the formation. They used forbidden magic skills, and the sky was covered with dark clouds and demonic thunder rumbled.