Loulan City fell into chaos again, and the monks who were stranded in the city were stumbling around like headless, hoping to find a way out.

But at this moment, how can there be any way to live, not to mention that in this formation, all the ways and ten thousand laws are forbidden, weakening them to the point that they are no different from mortals, that is, the cultivation is still alive, and the foundation is still there, in the face of the red blood sword flow that is intertwined like a storm, who dares to sacrifice their lives to break through?

There is no way to live, and it is impossible to retreat, the rear battlefield, the barrier condensed by the ghostly death, is now crumbling, as if it will collapse at any time, once this barrier collapses, the war rags out, Loulan City will usher in a catastrophe, and everyone can imagine the end.

"Fuyao, how should this be?"

Looking at the chaotic flow of people, several Xuanmen Dao cultivators who were struggling to gather together, Qi Qi set his eyes on Meng Fuyao's body.

"This formation is extraordinary, our cultivation is exhausted, even if we break through, it is useless......"

Meng Fuyao pondered for a moment, and then said: "Go to find the goddess, that person did not take away the artifact in her hand, if it is based on this, the power of the cultivation of the people may not be without a glimmer of life." ”

"Yes, yes, the goddess still has an artifact in her hand, even if she can't break out of this sword formation, it is enough to block the aftermath of the war. ”

"Although this sword array is extraordinary, but this place is the underworld, and it is not easy for the Immortal Monarch to live in the dojo, when the two powerhouses fight, we may be able to find a gap and escape!"

"That's right, quickly find the goddess, and don't let those evil cultivators get ahead!"

“......”

Like a drowning man grasping at a straw, the cultivators of the Xuanmen who saw hope in despair quickly moved and looked around for the trace of the goddess.

Xuanmen moved quickly, and the others were also not slow to react, because they also knew that they were racing against death at this moment, and if they were a little slower, they would have the possibility of no return.

At the same time that all parties were running for a glimmer of life, in the isolated and closed battlefield, the two people, who had suddenly reversed the situation, also started the war again.

"This formation...... The power of the Heavenly Dao!"

The great power of the Heavenly World, the power of the Heavenly Punishment of the Fa, in the face of such a formation, even if it is a strong person like the Immortal Monarch, he can't help but change color, his feet sank, and his qi connected to the ten directions, wanting to attract the power of the Underworld to bless his body to resist the momentum of this sword formation.

However, what the Yuan Shen felt was cut off by an extremely powerful sword momentum, and the connection with the underworld was also cut off, and the weight of the Heavenly Dao was heavy, and thousands of jun fell, so that his footsteps that were already sunk on the ground were sunk by three inches, a foundation, and a cultivation, and more than three layers were also cut off.

This sword array was formed by Zhongli launching the Heavenly and Human Dragon Soul, with his great wish to cross the world, and the Dao of Enlightenment Heaven was formed by attracting the power of the heavens and worlds, which can not only greatly improve his foundation, but also isolate heaven and earth, seal time and space, completely sever the connection between the people in the formation and the outside world, and weaken the foundation of his cultivation.

This increase and decrease, one mention and one cut, made the situation reversed in an instant, the Immortal Monarch suddenly fell into the upper hand, and Zhongli Zhuan had the advantage.

Faced with the rapidly turning situation, the Immortal Monarch was frightened, even more uneasy, and he didn't dare to keep it anymore, and the arms that held the True Dragon Battle Blade shook suddenly, and at the same time, he swept away Zhongli's blade and drove straight into his heart, imprinting the lifeblood of his heart.

In the end, the Immortal Monarch is the Immortal Monarch, and the Divine Venerable is by no means easy, even if this sword array is suppressed by the power of the Heavenly Dao World, it can only reduce his cultivation by three percent, and the distance between him and Zhongli is slightly widened, but it is definitely not to the point of irreparation.

Therefore, even if he is trapped in the formation, the situation is particularly unfavorable, and the Immortal Monarch has no intention of retreating, but rushes to attack first, wanting to forcibly break this formation and save the situation.

This true dragon blade is a long-handled heavy soldier, suitable for large openings and closings, vertical and horizontal opening and closing, and it is inevitable that there will be some deficiencies in this short and dangerous close limb connection.

Therefore, in the face of the intolerable palm of the Hades Monarch, Zhongli did not force the sword, and the True Dragon Battle Blade was behind him, and he blasted out with a heavy fist with one hand, shaking the palm of the reincarnation of life and death.

"Bang!"

The fists collided, and there was a sonorous sound, majestic palms, domineering fists, pouring out in an instant, the two bodies did not move, only the footsteps sank, more than three feet.

Each unloads its strength, trapping three feet together, so it seems that the two sides are evenly divided, but in fact, it is not necessarily, the power of the Immortal Monarch is secretly in line with the yin and yang of life and death, the power of the six reincarnations, and the ability to consume all things, Zhongli's fist fell into his palm, and ten percent of the power must be reduced to at least fifty percent.

On the other hand, Zhongli stood up and resisted the impact of the Immortal Monarch's palm power, so that he was equal to him, and it was conceivable which was stronger and which was weaker.

"Proving the Tao with strength is really extraordinary!"

Although he had already prepared in his heart, seeing this result, the face of the Immortal Monarch couldn't help but be gloomy, and he snorted coldly, urging again with his palm, not to be outdone, let alone daring to show weakness.

Now, he has no choice, either break out of the formation, or be beheaded by Zhongli.

The latter, definitely not to think about it, the former, can't get around Zhongli, because he is the core of this sword array, the Fa-rectification Heavenly Punishment has long been integrated with him, if you want to break the formation, you have to kill him first.

Therefore, the Immortal Monarch can only fight with his life, taking advantage of this close range of opportunities, to maximize the advantages of his Netherworld Battle Body and the cycle of life and death, and limit the True Dragon Battle Blade in Zhongli's hand.

In hand-to-hand combat, the danger is between square inches, the power of the Immortal Monarch is continuous, and the momentum of the cycle of life and death is bound to wipe out the strong enemy in front of him, Zhongli's fists and feet are corresponding, and the Holy Body of the Dao is handed over to the body of the Underworld, and the strongest power is strong to shake the cycle of life and death, and the tricks are fierce and ferocious.

The two attacked, one after another, endlessly, the terrifying power poured between the fists and feet, the battlefield was unbearable, and the netherworld death qi that had originally condensed the essence quickly collapsed and dispersed, annihilated in the void, and a chaotic scene gradually appeared outside the battlefield.

Loulan City, as well as the many monks stranded in the city, without the barrier formed by the condensation of this netherworld death, they will definitely suffer a catastrophe under the aftermath of this war.

In this regard, neither the Immortal Monarch nor Zhongli had the idea of stopping, but the Immortal Monarch couldn't stop, and Zhongli didn't want to stop!

"Ho!"

Another palm handover, the Immortal Monarch took half a step back, and the vast true yuan in his body like the sea actually had a slight sense of exhaustion, on the other hand, Zhongli was getting stronger and stronger the more he fought, and the brilliant golden light was shining, like the sun in the sky, exuding a blazing, high-spirited, and endless life qi.

This sword array does not consume the true yuan, but the world's wish power such as luck, wish power, law, merit, etc., so it will not cause a burden on Zhongli, on the contrary, under the blessing of this sword array, the power of the heavens and the world will continue to improve his foundation, achieving the effect of becoming stronger and stronger the more he fights.

On the other hand, the Immortal Monarch, in this sword array, was forcibly cut off from the underworld, and it was all consumed by his own strength and Zhongli, even if he was a Divine Venerable with a strong foundation, how long could he support it.

"It can't be delayed any longer, Reincarnation Seal!"

Knowing that a long-term battle was unfavorable, the Immortal Monarch did not dare to delay any longer, and with a push of the true yuan in his body, he accepted the six paths of life and death, and a blow burst out.

The reincarnation seal is the combination of the authority of the underworld god and the cultivation of the Dao fruit, and the power is even better than the Yama seal held by the underworld.

"A pneumatic mountain and river!"

In the face of this menacing blow, Zhongli did not dare to slack off, and also raised his hand strongly, swallowing mountains and rivers in anger, absorbing the ten veins of true yuan, and struck out with a palm, shaking the reincarnation palm print head-on.

"Boom!"

Then, only to hear a roar, ten directions with a shock, two majestic palm power handover, the power of the cycle of life and death consumed all things, but it could not extinguish this incomparable flow, the strongest power converged with the element of destruction, the thunder shattered down, this only rudimentary form of the Netherworld Six Paths could not withstand it at all, and instantly collapsed.

"Hmm!"

"Reincarnation Seal!"

The moment the reincarnation collapsed, he heard a muffled snort, and the body of the Immortal Monarch shook back several feet, and a shocking wisp of bright red splashed out of his mouth, but he ignored it, strengthened his body, and the power of life and death in his body operated, and he actually transformed all the palm power exerted on him, and another reincarnation seal struck out.

"Sword Twenty-Three - Wrath of the Poor Heaven!"

Seeing this, Zhongli did not back down, the true dragon battle blade was horizontal, the sword was slashed, and the six annihilation sword intent combined with the ten strong martial arts, slashing out a thunderous and staggered destruction sword, opening the mountain and breaking the mountain to slash towards the Immortal Monarch.

"Boom!"

There was another roar, the heavens and the earth shook, the qi exploded in ten directions, and the terrifying power exploded out at the moment when the sword fell, instantly destroying the crumbling battlefield barrier, and between the boundless death qi and the collapse, a blood light splashed out, which was where the Immortal Monarch was.

"Boom!"

Blood splashed bright red, this battlefield also collapsed, the violent knife qi turned into a strong current, rushing in all directions, where it passed, everything was urged, all into ruins, but in the blink of an eye, with this red mansion as the center of a thousand zhang square to build a paradise, turned into a broken wall.

In this way, it is still because the Immortal Monarch bears the brunt of the inheritance of the ninety percent power of this Dao with the reincarnation seal, and there is only one layer of residual power pouring out, otherwise, it is doubtful whether this Lou Lan City is still there at this moment.

Although the Bliss Workshop was destroyed, the people who were cowering on the edge of Loulan City were safe and sound, and they were looking at the battlefield from afar at this moment, looking for the figures of the Immortal Monarch and Zhongli.

The dead air disappeared, the dust settled, and gradually returned to the calm battlefield, the two figures were far away from each other, Zhongli was silent, and on the true dragon blade, a drop of dark golden divine blood dripped down, blended into the earth, and immediately dissipated.

On the other hand, although the Immortal Monarch is also standing like a mountain, his face is pale and pale, and the blood on his lips is overflowing, which is even more shocking.

"Your Majesty!"

"Ahh

The ghosts and gods of the Imperial Spirit Palace exclaimed in surprise, and they were covered by an explosion, blood splashed, the body of the Immortal Monarch trembled, staggered back, and the crown of the god broke and fell, and a long gray hair scattered out, it seemed that he was embarrassed, and in the end he didn't even have the strength to support it, and his left knee slammed down, and he half-knelt on the ground.

"You're defeated!"

Seeing this, Zhongli still had an indifferent expression, and when the true dragon blade came out again, he was about to end this battle......