Make a sound in the east and attack in the west!
Luo Shen only thought that Liang Yan was going to try his best to fight to the death with him, but he didn't expect that the other party's attacks were just a cover, and the real intention was to cover his spirit beast to capture Xuanyuan Haoyu.
After all, in today's fight, Xuanyuan Haoyu is the focus of the fight between the two sides. If the second prince is captured, he can be used as a hostage to turn defeat into victory!
At this moment, Lao Jin flapped his wings fiercely at an incredible speed. In just a few flickers, he had already reached the top of Xuanyuan Haoyu's head.
Xuanyuan Lingwei and others were originally weak, but when they saw Lao Jin coming, their confidence increased and they immediately launched a desperate attack, hoping to help him hold off Xuanyuan Haoyu's retainers.
Lao Jin also had a solemn expression at this time. He took away the physical body of Taoist Mad Lion and gained the magical power to control the power of the wind. At this time, he roared violently, gathered the wind into a blade, and struck directly with an invisible long knife of more than ten feet.
He locked the golden lock on Xuanyuan Haoyu's head.
Boom!
As a loud noise came, the "Xuanyuan Dragon Lock" was shaken left and right by the knife. Xuanyuan Haoyu's face turned pale and he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"What a good boy, you're playing dirty with me!"
When Luo Shen saw this scene from a distance, he smiled instead of angry, but his smile was a bit sinister.
"In that case, let me show you what I can do!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Shen took out a long black flute from his storage ring, put it to his mouth, and started playing it gently.
The melodious sound of the flute resounded throughout the underground palace, and everyone stopped at this moment.
It was not that they were attracted by the tune of Luo Shen, but after hearing the sound of the flute, everyone was unable to move and was frozen in place!
"what happened?"
Everyone present, whether they were Xuanyuan Haoyu's disciples, Xuanyuan Lingwei, Tan Youli, Zishan and the monks from the seven northwest sects, the moment they heard the sound of the flute, they found that they had lost control of their bodies!
Zhu Youqing and Ling Chongxiao, who were seriously injured, could not resist the sound of the flute even though they were monks in the Transformation Tribulation Realm, and they were each imprisoned in place.
In the entire underground palace, only Liang Yan was still able to move.
But he also felt a mental wave entering his mind, invading his consciousness, trying to compete with him for the dominance of his physical body!
"What kind of magical power is this?"
Liang Yan was horrified and looked back at Zhu Youqing, only to see that the other person's eyes were also full of doubts, and he obviously didn't understand this method.
Under this situation, Liang Yan did not dare to attack anymore. He hurriedly stopped the escape light, pinched the magic formula with his hand, and took the Mayfly Sword Pill back to his side. At the same time, he activated the "Bodhi Mirror" in "Eight Parts of the Origin".
Go to the extreme to resist this weird and invisible sound of the flute.
The sound of the flute is like crying and complaining, touching the heart, as if it is telling a sad past, and it seems to be recalling the pain of the listener.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute gradually became more intense, like the sound of clanking swords and the sound of war drums shaking the sky!
Everyone's eyes turned as red as blood, and a fierce battle broke out again in the battlefield that had only been quiet for a few breaths!
But this time, everyone began to kill everyone on sight without distinguishing between friend and foe! The entire underground palace was in chaos, and even Liang Yan felt manic in his heart.
"not good!"
He knew that this was a demonic spell that had invaded his spiritual consciousness, so he hurriedly used his magical powers to suppress the violent energy in his body with the power of Buddhist Vajra.
It's just that this rage is more violent than ever before, and the sound of the flute keeps ringing in his ears. Even if he closes his five senses and six consciousnesses, the sound of the flute will still sound directly in his heart, and he can't hide it no matter how hard he tries!
"ah!"
Liang Yan roared angrily, and the frenzy in his heart reached its peak. No longer caring about fighting, he hurriedly pressed down the escape light, sat cross-legged under the main hall, turned all the spiritual power in his body into Buddhist spiritual power, and ran "Eight Eight" with all his strength.
Bu Yanyuan》!
A faint golden light appeared on the surface of Liang Yan's skin, trying to block Luo Shen's strange magical power. However, the sound of the flute reached his ears and directly invaded his consciousness, quickly wiping away most of his remaining consciousness.
Liang Yan raised his eyelids with difficulty, glanced at the main hall, and found that whether it was Xuanyuan Lingwei, Xuanyuan Haoyu, or the monks from the seven northwest sects, everyone was controlled by the sound of the flute. At this moment, they had become puppets on strings, fighting each other.
, no distinction between friend and foe!
Moreover, the sound of the flute seemed to be even more harmful to the spiritual beast. The Rakshasa demonic cow had gone completely crazy and started to harm itself crazily, seriously injuring itself in the blink of an eye.
In comparison, Lao Jin is actually better. Although Lao Jin's current strength is not yet at the level of transformation, he used to be a ten-thousand-year-old demon. Under the interference of this flute, although his seven orifices bleed, he still retains his strength after all.
A shred of sanity, not completely crazy.
"Lao Jin, come back!"
Liang Yan took advantage of the last ray of clarity to move the wooden house around his waist, emitting a white light and taking Lao Jin back into the wooden house.
Next, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and his eyelids drooped, as if they might close at any time.
"No. If this continues, I will be controlled by her!"
Liang Yan knew that once he closed his eyes and opened them again, he would no longer be himself, but a zombie like Xuanyuan Lingwei and the others.
"No. I have to hold on, I can't close my eyes!"
Liang Yan gritted his teeth and persisted, guarding the last trace of clarity in his mind, but under the cover of the sound of the flute, his eyelids were still closing bit by bit.
At this moment, a warm current suddenly surged out from the Taixu gourd on his waist, spreading along Liang Yan's meridians and spreading to all his limbs.
Liang Yan only felt that his whole body was warm, as if he was bathing in a hot spring. The millions of pores on his body seemed to become transparent at this moment.
"It's the golden cicada!"
Liang Yan found the source of the warm current almost immediately. At this moment, in a valley of Taixu Hu, a small golden cicada was flying in the air, its wings flapping extremely fast.
On Jin Chan's back, golden Buddhist mantras appeared one after another, like the true meaning of the Tao, and turned into streams of warm currents, and finally entered Liang Yan's meridians.
Outside the Taixu Gourd, Liang Yan's eyes that were about to close suddenly opened, and a little golden light flashed above his head!
The mental method of "Eight Parts of Yanyuan" has never been so familiar to him. The passages of formulas reappeared in his mind. Many things that he couldn't figure out before were suddenly understood at this time.
"All appearances are false. If you see that all appearances are not true, then the divine power will arise on its own."
Liang Yan sat still and murmured to himself. The golden light covered his body, like a dust-free monk's robe, blocking out all the sounds of flutes around him.
"Buddha's clothes and six sense objects?"
Luo Shen, who was playing the flute in mid-air, frowned and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Tsk, tsk, I can't tell, it turns out that you are still the descendant of the Angry Monk, but I have underestimated you, so let me play with you!"
Although Luo Shen was playing a long whistle, the sweet and charming sound still sounded directly in Liang Yan's heart.
But at this time, Liang Yan had entered a state of enlightenment, and he would not be disturbed by her at all. It was as if he had not heard anything, and he still sat cross-legged on the spot.
Luo Shen was not discouraged, with a hint of excitement on his face. He held the flute in both hands, and the sound he played became more and more urgent, and the tune became more and more chilling.
Throughout the underground palace, everyone's eyes were red with blood, and their limbs were flying everywhere. Some people had their bodies cut off, their souls destroyed, and their bodies fell from the air. No one knew whose body it was.
The Rakshasa Demon Bull had exploded and died; Zhu Youqing vomited blood and lay dying on the ground; Ling Chongxiao escaped by sealing his acupoints with golden needles, but he was seriously injured first by Liang Yan, and later by the sound of Luoshen's flute
In my heart, I am afraid that I am not far from death now.
In the main hall, only Liang Yan remained awake.
At this moment, the sixth princess and the second prince are no longer in their control.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, silently using the magical power of "Eight Parts of Evolution", and entered a state of emptiness in his heart. He ignored everything around him and only tried his best to fight against the Luo Shen in mid-air.
Seeing the golden light above Liang Yan's head getting stronger and stronger, Luo Shen also showed a hint of surprise on his face.
"Good boy, it seems that this song of mine can't do anything to you!"
The beautiful and mysterious nun smiled slightly and lightly touched the storage ring with her right thumb, as if she was about to use another magic weapon.
However, the next moment, she frowned. Although she kept playing the flute, her eyes penetrated the hall and looked outside.
"Humph, it came so fast!"
Luo Shen seemed to have discovered something, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"Oh, I wanted to play with you for a while longer, but I didn't expect someone to come and disrupt the situation so soon. Anyway, that's it for today, maybe we can meet again by chance."
Before he finished speaking, Luo Shen's figure gradually faded in mid-air.
In just the blink of an eye, even before the sound of the flute in the hall stopped, she had completely disappeared.
After Luo Shen disappeared, the weird flute sound still echoed in the main hall. Liang Yan did not dare to neglect, and turned the "Buddha's Clothes and Six Dust Phases" to the extreme. He waited until the weird flute sound gradually dissipated, and then slowly opened the door.
eyes.
Wherever you look, you see blood and horror.
The entire hall has turned into a slaughterhouse.
Broken limbs, broken corpses were everywhere, and the walls of the hall were dyed red with blood. All nine of Xuanyuan Haoyu's disciples were dead. Among the monks of the seven northwest sects, only Duan Tianxing had his whole body. Zishan only had one head left, and his body was all gone.
He can't be found. Tan Youli's breath comes and goes, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.
"It's so miserable! It's so miserable!"
This was the first thought that came to Liang Yan's mind, but then he thought of Xuanyuan Lingwei and her second brother, and immediately looked towards the entrance of the hall.
I saw a man and a woman, leaning against each other.
Xuanyuan Haoyu's golden lock magic weapon has broken Xuanyuan Lingwei's shoulder, and similarly, one of Xuanyuan Lingwei's hands has pierced Xuanyuan Haoyu's heart.
Liang Yan hurriedly scanned with his spiritual consciousness and found that Xuanyuan Haoyu's soul had completely dissipated, while Xuanyuan Lingwei still had a trace of life in her body.
Although there was only a glimmer of hope, the outcome of the two men was already clear.
That Xuanyuan Haoyu was completely dead, but Xuanyuan Lingwei survived. As long as someone heals her injuries and uses the best elixirs to extend her life, she can still recover slowly in the future. However, after experiencing this disaster, she can only
I'm afraid that Xuanyuan Lingwei's Dao foundation will be damaged, and her future cultivation path will be even more difficult.
"Ahem."
Liang Yan covered his mouth and coughed. When he lowered his head, he saw there was blood in his hand.
At this time, he realized that he was at the end of his strength and was sweating profusely. Although he could barely stand up, his steps were a little sloppy.
"The witch clearly had the upper hand, so why did she leave so suddenly?"
Liang Yan's mind was spinning, and he felt that what happened today was really weird. Except for a few people in the entire hall, almost everyone died here.
Thinking back to Luo Shen's rush before leaving, I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.
"Something's wrong, I have to get out of here quickly!"
After this idea came to him, Liang Yan was so anxious that he quickly took out two pills to restore his spiritual power from the storage ring, swallowed them in one gulp, and immediately after the spiritual power in his body started to circulate, he turned into light and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.
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However, just as his escape light came on, a majestic voice came from above his head.
"Bold! The shameless little thief dares to assassinate the crown prince!"
This voice was extremely majestic, as if it condensed the power of heaven and earth. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise above his head, and then the entire underground palace fell apart, and the moonlight shone in from the outside.
Liang Yan looked up and saw a dozen figures floating in the night sky of Guangling City on top of the broken walls.
Among these monks, the ones with the weakest cultivation are also in the Tongxuan realm, and they all wear the silver armor of the Xuanyuan Army. They are obviously the generals who command the army.
The leader wears a purple gold crown, wears gold armor, and holds a square-shaped halberd in his hand. His aura is as deep as the sea, making people fear him at a glance.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Liang Yan could guess who the visitor was without even thinking.
"Mighty Divine General!"
The divine general sent by Xuanyuan Potian to guard Guangling City had never shown up before. Only recently did he turn to Xuanyuan Haoyu and was ordered to go out of the city to hunt down the Sixth Princess.
However, at this moment, he had led his army back to Guangling City, and happened to encounter Xuanyuan Haoyu's tragic death here!
"Your Excellency, you are the mighty divine general?"
Although he had already made some guesses, Liang Yan couldn't help but ask.
"Hmph, you are worthy of being called a general?!"
The man in mid-air glanced deep into the hall. When he discovered Xuanyuan Haoyu's body, his face became furious, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised!
"You ants actually dare to assassinate the crown prince appointed by His Majesty! I will never let you go!"
God General Tianwei was so angry that he was shaking all over. He didn't give Liang Yan a chance to speak. A majestic aura suddenly exploded, rounded the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand, and threw it towards where he was.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the sky suddenly exploded, and purple light lit up on the Fang Tian Painted Halberd. The fierce purple light swept in all directions and tilted down with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Before the divine soldiers descend, the murderous intent arrives first!
The entire underground palace was torn apart by this terrifying murderous aura, instantly turning into ruins and floating into the sky. A terrifying coercion fell on top of his head, making Liang Yan almost breathless.
