In the Tianhu Huanzhen formation, a sudden shout made Venerable Daoyang feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was unable to speak for a long time.
"Daoyang, do you regret it?"
Another shout, like the sound of heaven, rang out from the void, echoed endlessly between heaven and earth, and hit the depths of Venerable Daoyang's heart.
"My dear, I have no regrets."
After a long time, Venerable Daoyang looked up to the sky and roared with a ferocious look, with a hint of madness in his expression.
"So what if I sacrifice a direct disciple for the countless years of my Tiandi Mountain inheritance?"
As if in response to Venerable Daoyang's words, the surrounding mountain wind seemed to become more violent, and it seemed that Yixian's low murmur could still be vaguely heard.
"Master, I am unwilling to accept this."
"Master, this disciple is not convinced."
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The sounds of reluctance and reluctance, echoed by the mountain wind, continued to echo in all directions of the world, and could not be dispersed for a long time, and they continued to impact the mind of Venerable Daoyang.
"Master, even if the disciple's own destiny is incompatible with the destiny of Tiandi Mountain."
Yixian's murmuring voice seemed to have become deeper.
"However, this disciple has never thought that he would betray his own sect and betray you, Master."
"Why?"
"Why?"
"Why, Master, are you so heartless?"
"Why?"
At this moment, Yixian's reluctance and yelling were like the sound of heaven, constantly beating on the heart of Venerable Daoyang, like raging waves, constantly impacting Venerable Daoyang's mind.
As the voices of shouts and questions in the surrounding void continued to echo, Venerable Daoyang's expression at this time became more and more ferocious and terrifying.
The atmosphere that was originally a bit low and depressed suddenly became intense.
With a movement of the magic weapon in his hand, streaks of Qianyuan Tianji Divine Thunder appeared from his hand and bombarded the surrounding void.
Rumble~
Rumble~
The roaring sound of thunder instantly suppressed the whispering sounds in the mountain wind.
"I have said that I will show no mercy to anyone who threatens the foundation of our Heavenly Emperor Mountain, no matter who they are."
The divine light in Venerable Daoyang's eyes shone brightly, and a fiery aura enveloped his whole body, completely expelling Yixian's murmuring voice.
"Even my direct disciples will show no mercy if they threaten the inheritance of our Heavenly Emperor Mountain."
"My disciple Yixian, don't blame me for being my master. If you want to blame me, just blame your own destiny for being at odds with my Heavenly Emperor Mountain."
Outside the Tianhu Huanzhen Formation, Hu Yan, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the small world enveloped by the formation.
Seeing that the aura around Venerable Daoyang was completely calmed by the Qianyuan Tianji Divine Thunder, a trace of solemnity flashed in Hu Yan's eyes.
"As expected of the Lord Palm Palace of Tiandi Mountain, his cultivation and state of mind cannot be underestimated."
"However, now I have the Heavenly Fox Huanzhen Formation of my nine-tailed Heavenly Fox clan to cooperate with my Heavenly Fox's mind-deceiving technique."
"My aunt doesn't believe it anymore. I can't completely seduce the inner demons in your Venerable Daoyang heart."
After Hu Yan finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the void, and was surrounded by blue spiritual light, which was wrapped in the Tibetan Hairpin, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"Old man Daoyang, you have insulted me like this in Qingqiu Mountain before. Today I will let you taste the true power of my aunt's true treasure heart hairpin."
As soon as the voice fell, Hu Yan pinched out a series of magical techniques in his hand, and a bit of mysterious light instantly disappeared into the Zangxin Hairpin.
The next moment, a bewitching and charming aura suddenly overflowed from the hidden heart hairpin and rushed towards the small world in the large formation.
"Haha, with the huge array of fox phantoms here, and the power of the hidden heart hairpin to enchant the mind, you, an old man like Daoyang, will definitely be able to do it quietly."
In Hu Yan's proud laughter, there was unconsciously a hint of enchanting power, which slowly drifted away in this empty world.
If someone with a low level of cultivation or a shallow foundation sees it, they will definitely fall into the power of the deceiving and charming god in an instant.
In the Tianhu Huanzhen Formation, the sky was high and the clouds were clear. The mountain wind blew slowly, shaking the treetops on the earth, the green grass and duckweed, and gently lifting the gray robe of Venerable Daoyang.
Venerable Daoyang, who was about to wake up from that heavy environment, fell into deep sleep again under the blow of the breeze wrapped in the power of the charming God.
The fiery aura around Venerable Daoyang also completely melted in the slightly drunken breeze, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.
In the world of artistic conception created by the power of the alluring god, Venerable Daoyang, dressed in gray robes, walked aimlessly.
Suddenly, an ancient bell shook the sky and the earth, from far to near, from small to loud, roaring endlessly between heaven and earth, and instantly bombarded Venerable Daoyang and flew away.
The next moment, in the distant sky, a large ancient bell towered into the sky, surrounded by the energy of chaos, trembling and roaring continuously.
"Chaos Clock?"
Venerable Daoyang steadied his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the giant clock in the distance, and said in silence.
At the same time, outside Tianhu Huanzhen's great formation, a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Hu Yan's mouth.
The Zangxin Hairpin seemed to be bombarded by an inexplicable force at this time. It suddenly trembled endlessly, and the azure aura became brighter and darker.
"Just imagining this legendary innate treasure has such power that it almost shatters the world of artistic conception I built with the power of the God of Charm."
Thinking of this, Hu Yan glanced at the hidden heart hairpin with flashing light, and the fierce look in his eyes flashed away.
"My aunt doesn't believe it. The Chaos Clock has not appeared in the world for a hundred thousand years. Just imagining a trace of charm in it will break the phantom fox formation of my nine-tailed celestial fox clan."
The next moment, a drop of blood flew out from Hu Yan's slender jade finger and landed on the hidden heart hairpin.
In an instant, the azure aura on the Tibetan Heart Hairpin suddenly became stronger, and an even stronger power of mind-spelling charm poured out from the Hidden Heart Hairpin towards the formation. In an instant, Daoyang Zun was
were completely submerged.
For a moment, in the Tianhu Huanzhen formation, the mountain wind suddenly became strong, roaring between the heaven and the earth in the small world.
In the world of artistic conception, Venerable Daoyang looked at the ancient bronze bell hanging high in the sky, roaring incessantly, completely disturbing everything in the world. His eyes were full of fear and worry.
"Why did my most important religious treasure of Tiandi Mountain suddenly appear between heaven and earth?"
"Could it be that I, Tiandi Mountain, am in trouble?"
As soon as he thought of this, Venerable Daoyang's expression became even more impatient and anxious. He set up his escape light and rushed towards Tiandi Mountain.
In the Jade Emperor's Cave Heaven, the Liangyi dust formation covering the entire Dongtian Mountain Gate has been completely broken.
The screams and wails in the cave sky are rising one after another, and even the roaring bells of the Chaos Bell, the innate treasure hanging high in the sky, are becoming more and more urgent.
Before Venerable Daoyang could investigate, the ringing of the Chaos Bell stopped abruptly.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Which force is attacking our Heavenly Emperor Mountain?"
The sight in front of him completely shocked Venerable Daoyang. He never thought that one day his cultivation mountain gate would be breached by others.
"Could it be that Kunlun Xutian Palace came out in full force?"
Thinking of this, a trace of anger flashed in Venerable Daoyang's eyes. In a flash, he disappeared into the Jade Emperor's Cave.
The moment he stepped into the cave, a silhouette standing in the sky completely stunned Venerable Daoyang.
The next moment, Venerable Daoyang's furious voice suddenly resounded in the Jade Emperor's Cave.
"Yixian, it's you?"
"Why you?"
"Haha, Master, you are finally back. My disciples have been waiting for you for a long time."
Yixian's cold voice slowly sounded out along with the screams one after another in the Xuanqiong Emperor's Palace.
In an instant, Venerable Daoyang was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Evil traitor!"
A sharp shout suddenly resounded throughout the Jade Emperor's Cave.