The Immortal Emperor and the Heavenly Monarch are fighting in one place.

The battle between the two is another contest between the top five on the dragon list, which is naturally magnificent and majestic.

When facing the Emperor of the Underworld, the Heavenly Monarch burst out all his strength without any worries, and the thunder punishment technique he was good at could be regarded as the top one of the domineering. Without saying a word, it was a thunderbolt slashed, and if he was an ordinary martial artist, even if it was one of the top twenty in the dragon list, he didn't want to block this thunderbolt's attack.

When Raymang is added, the target's flesh will be destroyed and burned in an instant, and finally ashes.

It's a pity that he is facing the Emperor of Hades, and it is the Emperor of Hades who is in good condition.

After two hundred years of recovery, the condensation of the evil will between heaven and earth has made him have an immeasurable enhancement, and this enhancement is a qualitative improvement, so that the Immortal Emperor, who was originally no resistance to the Heavenly Monarch's Thunder Punishment, has the strength to fight with him at this time.

Of course, this must also be added to the reason why the Hades Emperor's own Xuan Qi consumption is too large. After all, he had experienced a battle in the top five of the Dragon List before, even if the Sword Emperor released a wave of water at the last moment, the consumption during the fierce battle in front of him was real.

The Sword Emperor's sharp sword intent entered his body, causing great trouble to the Heavenly Monarch.

At this time, he was still able to stand up and fight against the Emperor of the Underworld, it was already because the Heavenly Monarch had a strong foundation and strong strength.

The two parties fought each other, surging violently, making the entire Yin and Yang Liuxian Hall tremble, except for the main hall at the top, the Xuan Qi spread to the place where it passed, and the ordinary side hall houses around it were all turned into powder in an instant.

This kind of ripple power actually seeped out from the Yin and Yang Great Array, and just by feeling the strength of the power in it, the surrounding warriors were all afraid.

"Get out of here, get out of ten miles!" Situ Mu ordered with a roar.

Only then did everyone avoid the spread of Xuan Qi.

It's just that Fang Yang and the three of them are still in the Yin Yang Immortal Palace, which also makes Situ Mu very nervous, but he can't do anything. This kind of ripple power, not to mention an ordinary martial artist, even if he rushes in personally, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat.

Now we can only hope that Fang Yang and the three of them still have some strength to protect themselves, at least they will not be killed under the aftermath......

But obviously, none of these three have this kind of power.

Under the previous attack of the Emperor of the Hades, the three of them were all deeply damaged, not to mention resisting the Emperor of the Underworld's nearest Fang Yang, how severe the trauma was under the attack of the Emperor of the Underworld and the backlash of the Yin and Yang Chaos, even if it was Li Mubai and Lu Erba, neither of them really fought with the Emperor of the Underworld, but they blocked the Emperor of the Underworld with the help of the power of the Shadow Emperor.

But after these two moves, the price brought is that the law of the two of them is completely destroyed, and the inner government is severely damaged.

They barely kept their consciousness, but they had little power to resist.

But fortunately, they can't protect themselves, but someone pays attention to them.

After Tianjun appeared, he slapped his hand at the three of them, and a ray of thunder shrouded the three of them like a shield, avoiding the shock of the aftermath.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Mubai and Lu Erba breathed a little, and hurriedly came to Fang Yang's side.

After the two of them glanced at Fang Yang's body, they were all cold.

Fang Yang's trauma at this time was definitely the first time...... His viscera is shattered, the meridians are broken, and it is stronger than the repulsion of the slashing eye, and even the light on the divine soul is dimmed, the divine soul is the core of the martial artist, once the divine soul is destroyed, the martial artist will also be destroyed.

But the strange thing is that Fang Yang was obviously so traumatized, but he still had a breath.

Li Mubai could faintly feel that there was a touch of vitality circulating in Fang Yang's body, the vitality was not strong, but it protected Fang Yang's heart and soul, and saved Fang Yang's life.

But even so, Fang Yang was almost like a vegetative person......

His gaze was glazed over, and the occasional look was only confusion.

Li Mubai screamed a few times in a row, but he couldn't get the slightest response from Fang Yang, and he was heartbroken.

Fang Yang's contribution is too great...... It was clear that he was the least experienced one, and the time he had entered the Netherworld Passage was also the shortest one, but the burden on his body was several times more than theirs.

Whether it was facing the enemy head-on, or killing Mu Qian and other demons, it could almost be said that they relied on Fang Yang's own strength, if it weren't for Fang Yang's presence, they wouldn't know how many times they had been destroyed.

"No, Fang Yang, you can't die! you still have a lot of things to do!"

A touch of perseverance appeared on Li Mubai's face, and he sat cross-legged, using the only wisp of Xuan Qi between the shattered inner mansions, and crossed into Fang Yang's body. He hoped that with the help of this faint Xuan Qi, Fang Yang's body would be rejuvenated. Lu Erba also did the same, sitting upright, and both of them did their best.

They were already shattered, and the Xuan Qi in their bodies could not be retained, and they might not even be able to recover from their injuries, but they resolutely passed the Xuan Qi to Fang Yang regardless of themselves, which showed what kind of determination they made.

But with such determination, the results were minimal.

The surging of the two of them into Fang Yang's body was like a drizzle falling in the vast desert, and it was difficult to improve the dry condition of the desert at all......

The vitality in Fang Yang's body is still constantly weakening, and if it continues with such a momentum, I am afraid it is really difficult to have vitality.

Compared to the panic outside, Fang Yang was in an extremely empty state at this time.

He sat dumbfounded, surrounded by an infinite emptiness.

The sky and the earth are white, there is no edge in sight, and there is no scenery, only Fang Yang is sitting here alone. It was as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, and his eyes were dull.

Gradually, Fang Yang felt that the speed of his brain was rapidly decreasing, almost in a state of sticking, and his brain seemed to be filled with countless paste, preventing him from thinking. Not only that, but the memories in his mind of what he had experienced were also rapidly decreasing.

I was thinking about what I was doing, but the next second I was thinking about who I was.

He fell into a deep confusion from which he could not extricate himself, from the confusion of kendo at first, to the beginning of doubting his whole life.

This is a sign of going mad, originally with Fang Yang's mind, there would not be such a state of affairs, but he was deeply injured, under the influence of the Hades Emperor and the Yin and Yang Chaos, it affected the divine soul, and also affected Fang Yang's mind.

In the vast white world, Fang Yang's consciousness was gradually sinking.

He himself seemed to be about to turn into a stone sculpture, and even his breathing became slighter, and under such circumstances, the vitality of Fang Yang's body was also weakened again.

And at this moment, Li Mubai and Lu Erba's Xuan Qi moistened in.

The Xuan Qi of the two of them was very weak, and they didn't start any help in Fang Yang's body, but they fell down like a drop of rain in the white vast heaven and earth. Such a small raindrop could not bring any scene at all, but when it hit Fang Yang, who had almost turned into a stone sculpture, the wetness and coolness of the raindrops woke Fang Yang, and a touch of brilliance appeared in his dull gaze.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something most important.

Fang Yang raised his hand stiffly, subconsciously wanting to grasp something, but there was a void beside him.

"Sword ......"

There was a hoarse sound in his throat.

As the words fell, the original white scene immediately changed.

In the open space, a sword blade suddenly sprang out, and the blue light on the blade turned, and the sharpness was amazing. Fang Yang staggered to his feet, and was just about to walk in front of the sword blade, but the white ground under his feet trembled, and then countless sword blades sprung up in batches from the ground.

The blades that emerge from this handle are completely different.

There was a blazing fire, like a flaming sword coming out of the earth. Some are sparkling, with the power of the waves of the vast sea. Some are covered with green onions, as if they will pull out a green world as soon as they pull them up......

Different blades, different scenes, spread out here.

Fang Yang looked at it, and the entire ground was covered with sword blades, and different rays of light filled the sky.

He opened his mouth, his eyes seemed to be confused, as if he was awake.

The next moment, the sword blade under his feet suddenly trembled, as if he was attracted by something, as a sword blade swished out, more and more sword lights rose from the ground, and this sword light flew into the white sky, drawing countless sword lights. The sword light is different, one after another, some are as amazing as purple breaking, some are as reckless as a dragon snake, some are as domineering as a sword star, and some are as chaotic as a ghostly ......

This endless sword light seemed to be staging a big dance for Fang Yang.

Fang Yang quietly looked at the sword light in the sky, and under the reflection of the light, his complexion was also glowing with different looks.

A thought that came out of the deepest part of his heart whispered in Fang Yang's ear.

"Pick a sword. ”

After several echoes in a row, Fang Yang also had to move, he slowly raised his hand, looking at the sword light that was as dazzling as a star, as long as he could grasp a handle, he would be able to get out of this situation.

But which one should you choose?

The scorching fire is amazingly powerful, and you can choose it.

Fang Yang had just stretched out halfway, and saw a sharp golden aura cut out of the air, and the sharp energy seemed to tear the sky, this handle was not bad, he stretched out another halfway. Before he could catch it, he saw a surging sword light like a sea...... and another one as thick as a mountain......

Prosperous and confused, this sword light in the sky seemed to be in order to let Fang Yang choose, and he was showing his ability with all his strength.

Every sword light is so powerful, and every sword light is so indispensable.

Fang Yang really wanted to take all the sword light, but the voice in his ear told him that he could only choose one.

"No matter how many sword lights you choose, you won't be able to exert its power at all. With this whisper, some bad memories seemed to appear in his mind, Fang Yang's face turned a little pale, and his outstretched hand retracted.

Either you have to choose one and leave, or you can stay here forever.

There were only these two paths in front of Fang Yang to choose from, but with so many sword lights in front of him, how could he choose one at will.

Do you want to grab it?

This thought was shaken away by Fang Yang as soon as he started, and in the dark he seemed to feel that there should be a better choice, so Fang Yang didn't stretch out his hand for a long time, just stared blankly.

Fortunately, the voice only told him to choose one, but did not give him a set time, it seems that even if he chooses a hundred years here, there is still no problem for a thousand years.

But can he really wait here?

There was a tingling pain in his eyebrows, and Fang Yang felt that there was a heavy mission on his shoulders.

Blood and fire were burning, and screams were in the ears. Countless people are fighting and fighting, and he is sinking here.

He can't go on like this, he still has things to do.

Fang Yang quietly looked at the sword light in the sky, carefully observing their differences and similarities, his eyes were still confused, but they revealed a bright light.

Faintly, Fang Yang seemed to have grasped something, and the sword light in the sky was speeding chaotically, but it left a vein in his eyes.

The vein of the sword.

The vein of kendo.