Landing in the Fantastic World

The next day.    

The sky had just turned bright when the sound of drums could be heard.    

"Urgent report! The evil sect is attacking!"    

"Urgent report! The evil sect is charging over! "    

"What? The evil cult is here again?"    

"Didn't they just return after a great defeat yesterday? Why did they come again so quickly? "    

The disciples of the various sects were all in a daze as they got up from their beds with confused expressions.    

Yesterday's great victory, other than the Heavenly Profound Sect and the Purple Cloud Pavilion, the other sects had also held a celebration banquet to celebrate the great victory of the righteous path.    

Every disciple of each sect was drunk like mud.    

At this moment, they hadn't even woken up from their drunken stupor, so how could they fight?    

"Let's go! Damn it, let's f * ck this cult to death!"    

At this moment, every sect disciple held a spirit artifact in their hands. Their faces were flushed red, and they staggered as they rushed out.    

Outside the Ximen City.    

The Three Clarity Monastery, the Zither Sect, the Misty Cloud Sect, and the Boundless Sect had all gathered, and were standing outside the city gate, ready to fight.    

The elders and the person-in-charge of each major sect were standing in front of their disciples.    

Mu Yu and Shangguan Yi were standing together, and Master Ge was standing next to them.    

In the distance, smoke and dust rose into the air, and a dense mass of black smoke covered the sky and covered the earth.    

It was the evil cult army. In an instant, they had arrived in front of the army of the righteous path.    

The three people in the lead had thick and terrifying auras. Just a glance at each other was enough to make one dizzy, and their blood froze.    

These three men were the Deputy Palace Master of Blood Fiend Palace, Chang Xiao, the Deputy Palace Master of Myriad Poison Hall, Jun Motian, and the Deputy Palace Master of the Hall of Souls, Ghost Fiend King.    

Apart from Chang Xiao who was at the peak of the Fortune Stage, Jun Motian and Ghost Fiend King had both reached the Oblivion Stage.    

Behind them were a dozen or so Fortune Stage warriors. This was really not a small number!    

On the other hand, in the Righteous Alliance, there were no Oblivion Stage warriors, and there were only a dozen or so Fortune Stage warriors.    

In terms of strength, the Righteous Alliance was completely at a disadvantage.    

At this moment, the elders and disciples of the major sects of the Righteous Alliance all had solemn expressions on their faces. If they were to face them head on, they had no chance of winning.    

"Jiejie, Jiejie, Jiejie, is this all that the fifty major sects of the Orthodox Dao have combined? This is really embarrassing. " The Vice Hall Master of the Hall of Souls, Ghost Fiend King, sneered.    

"I don't think that's all. Look at them, all of them have their heads tilted to the side, and their eyes are unfocused. It's as if their bodies have been hollowed out." The Vice Hall Master of the Blood Fiend Palace, Chang Xiao, also sneered disdainfully.    

"Hahaha..."    

Everyone from the evil sect burst out laughing. Their eyes were filled with contempt.    

Hearing the evil sect disciples mock them like this, all the righteous sect disciples turned red with embarrassment.    

"Return my senior brother's life!"    

Yim Lingfei's beautiful eyes were filled with anger as she rushed out from the crowd, holding her purple sword and stabbing towards the Myriad Poison Hall's vice palace master Jun Motian.    

"The fish that escaped the net, I will let you be presumptuous!" Jun Motian was very disdainful towards Yim Lingfei.    

The Spiritual Force on his entire body trembled, and with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas, he slammed his palm toward Yim Lingfei.    

However, at this moment, Yim Lingfei already had the intention of dying. Each and every move she made seemed as if she was going to die together with Jun Motian, causing Jun Motian to be restrained from attacking.    

Ghost Fiend King shook his head and said, "Brother Jun, your cultivation base has regressed by too much. You can't even defeat a little girl."    

"Humph! Who said I can't defeat her? I just don't want to get hurt."    

Jun Motian coldly harrumphed. As he fought, he said, "She won't be able to hold on for long with her desperate fighting style. When her Spiritual Force is exhausted, I can take her away with a single palm."    

"Deputy Palace Master, he is the one who destroyed the headquarters of our three palaces."    

A lucky survivor of Blood Fiend Palace recognized Mu Yu, who was standing in the front row. He pointed his finger at Mu Yu.