Hit the east and the west!

Luoshen only thought that Liang Yan would try his best to fight him to the death, but he didn't expect that the opponent's attack was just a cover, and his real intention was to cover his spirit beast and capture Xuanyuan Haoyu.

After all, in today's fight, Xuanyuan Haoyu is the focus of the battle between the two sides. If the second prince is captured, he can be taken as a hostage, turning defeat into victory!

At this moment, Lao Jin fanned his wings fiercely, at an incredible speed, within just a few flashes, he had already reached the top of Xuanyuan Haoyu's head.

Xuanyuan Lingwei and the others were originally weak, but seeing Lao Jin coming, they couldn't help but increase their confidence, and immediately attacked desperately, trying to help him drag Xuanyuan Haoyu's followers.

And Lao Jin's face was also solemn at this time. He took away the body of the wild lion Taoist and obtained the supernatural power to control the power of the wind. Locked the golden lock on Xuanyuan Haoyu's head.

Boom!

With the loud noise coming from the sky, the "Xuanyuan Dragon Lock" was swayed left and right by the knife, Xuanyuan Haoyu's face was pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Good boy, play dirty with my old lady!"

Seeing this scene from a distance, Luoshen smiled instead of anger, but the smile was a little sinister.

"In that case, let me show you my means!"

As soon as the words fell, Luoshen took out a black long flute from the storage ring, put it near his mouth, and began to play it softly.

The melodious sound of the flute resounded throughout the underground palace, and everyone stopped at this moment.

It wasn't that they were attracted by Luoshen's tune, but that after hearing the flute sound, everyone was unable to move and was frozen in place!

"what happened?"

Everyone present, whether they were the disciples of Xuanyuan Haoyu, or the monks of Xuanyuan Lingwei, Tan Youli, Yew Shan, and the Northwest Seven Sects, the moment they heard the sound of the flute, they realized that they had lost control over their bodies!

Zhu Youqing and Ling Chongxiao, who were seriously injured, even though they were cultivators in the Transformation Tribulation Realm, couldn't resist the sound of the flute, and they were imprisoned in place.

In the entire underground palace, only Liang Yan could move.

But he also felt a wave of mental fluctuations drilled into his mind, invading his consciousness, and wanted to compete with him for the dominance of the physical body!

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Liang Yan was horrified in his heart, and looked back at Zhu Youqing, only to see that the other party's eyes were also full of doubts, obviously he did not know this method.

In this situation, Liang Yan didn't dare to attack any more, he hurriedly stopped the escape light, pinched the magic formula with his hand, and took the mayfly sword pill to his side. At the same time, the "Bodhi mirror image" of "Babu Yanyuan" was operated to the extreme to resist the strange and invisible flute sound.

The sound of the flute is like weeping 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 clanging swords, and war drums shaking the sky!

Everyone's eyes turned red like blood, and the battlefield was just quiet for a few breaths, and a fierce battle broke out again!

Only this time, everyone began to kill anyone they saw, regardless of whether they were enemies or friends! The entire underground palace was in chaos, and even Liang Yan felt manic in his heart.

"not good!"

He knew that it was a demon that had invaded his consciousness, so he hurriedly used his supernatural powers to suppress the hostility in his body with the power of the Buddhist Vajra.

It's just that this hostility 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 senses, the sound of the flute will still ring directly in his heart, and he can't hide it no matter what!

"ah!"

Liang Yan let out a roar, and the mania in his heart climbed to the top. No longer caring about fighting skills, he hastily pressed Luo Dunguang, and sat cross-legged under the main hall, turning all the spiritual power in his body into Buddhist spiritual power, and fully operating "Babu Yanyuan!"

A faint golden light appeared on the surface of Liang Yan's skin, trying to block Luoshen's strange supernatural powers, but the sound of the flute entered his ears, directly intruding into his consciousness, and quickly wiped out most of his remaining consciousness.

Liang Yan raised his eyelids with difficulty, glanced at the main hall, and found that no matter whether it was Xuanyuan Lingwei, Xuanyuan Haoyu, or the monks of the Seven Sects in the Northwest, everyone was controlled by the sound of the flute, and at this moment they had become puppets on strings, fighting each other , regardless of enemy or friend!

Moreover, the sound of the flute seemed to do even more damage to the spirit beast. The Raksha demon cow had gone completely mad and started to self-mutilate crazily, severely wounding itself in the blink of an eye.

In contrast, Lao Jin is even better. Although Lao Jin's current strength is not yet at the level of catastrophe, he was also a ten thousand year old monster before. A trace of sanity, not completely crazy.

"Old Jin, come back!"

Taking advantage of the last glimmer of clarity, Liang Yan urged the wooden shed at his waist to emit a white light, and took Lao Jin back into the wooden shed.

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 too!"

Liang Yan knew that once he closed his eyes and opened them again, he would no longer be himself, but a walking corpse like Xuanyuan Lingwei and the others.

"No... I have to hold on.... I can't close my eyes if I hold on!"

Liang Yan gritted his teeth and persisted, guarding the last sliver of clarity in his mind, but covered by the sound of the flute, his eyelids still closed bit by bit.

At this moment, a warm current suddenly gushed out from the Taixu gourd at his waist, and along Liang Yan's meridians, spread to all limbs.

Liang Yan only felt that his whole body was warm, as if he was bathed in a hot spring. The millions of pores all over his body seemed to become transparent at this moment.

"It's that golden cicada!"

Liang Yan found the source of the warm current almost immediately. At this moment, in a valley in Taixuhu, 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 Dao, and turned into warm currents, and finally all 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 shot above his head!

He had never been so familiar with the mental method of "Babu Yanyuan". A series of formulas resurfaced in his mind, and many things that he couldn't figure out before suddenly became clear now.

"All appearances are illusory. If you see that all appearances are not appearances, then the divine power will be born..."

Liang Yan sat still, muttering to himself, the golden light covered his body, like a dust-free monk's robe, blocking out the sound of the flute around him.

"Buddha clothes and six dusts?"

Luoshen, who was playing the flute in mid-air, frowned, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Tsk tsk, I can't tell, so you are still the descendant of the angry monk, but I have underestimated you...... Anyway, let me play with you!"

Although Luoshen was playing the long whistle, the sweet and charming voice rang directly in Liang Yan's heart.

It's just that Liang Yan at this time has entered a state of emptiness and enlightenment, and he won't be disturbed by her at all, as if he didn't hear it, he still sits cross-legged on the spot.

Luoshen was not discouraged either, with a look of excitement on his face, holding the flute in both hands, the sound of playing became more and more urgent, and the tune became more and more chilling.

In the entire underground palace, everyone was blinded by murder, blood and stumps flew around, some people had their bodies cut off, their souls were destroyed, and their stumps fell from midair, and it was unknown whose corpse it was... ....

The Raksha demon cow exploded and died; Zhu Youqing vomited blood and lay dying on the ground; Ling Chongxiao escaped by sealing the acupuncture point with golden needles, but he was seriously injured by Liang Yan first, and then by the sound of Luoshen's flute Heart, I'm afraid this meeting is not far from death.

In the hall, only Liang Yan remained awake.

At this moment, the sixth princess and the second prince can no longer control her.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, silently using the supernatural powers of "Babu Yanyuan", and entered a state of emptiness in his heart, disregarding everything around him, and only fought against Luoshen in mid-air with all his strength.

Seeing that the golden light above Liang Yan's head became more and more intense, Luoshen's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Good boy, it seems that this song can't do anything to you!"

This beautiful and mysterious female cultivator smiled slightly, and flicked the storage ring with her right thumb, as if she was about to sacrifice some magic weapon again.

However, at the next moment, she frowned. Although the flute sounded incessantly, her eyes penetrated the hall and looked outside.

"Hmph, it came so fast!"

Luoshen seemed to have discovered something, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Oh, I wanted to play with you for a while, but I didn't expect someone to disrupt the situation so soon... Anyway, I'm here today, maybe we will meet again by fate."

Before the words fell, Luoshen's figure gradually faded in midair.

In just the blink of an eye, even before the sound of the flute in the hall stopped, she had completely disappeared.

After Luoshen disappeared, the weird sound of the flute still echoed in the hall. Liang Yan didn't dare to be negligent, and turned the "Buddha Clothes Six Dusts" to the extreme, and waited until the strange sound of the flute gradually dissipated, then he slowly opened it. eyes.

Wherever it enters the eye, it is **** and terrifying.

The entire hall has been turned into a slaughterhouse.

Broken limbs and corpses were everywhere, and the walls of the hall were stained red with blood. Xuanyuan Haoyu's nine disciples had all died. Among the monks of the seven sects in the Northwest, only Duan Tianxing kept the whole body, and Yeshan had only one head left. I can't find it anymore, Tan Youli's breath sometimes disappears, and I don't know if he is dead or alive.

"Miserable! Too 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 had already shattered Xuanyuan Lingwei's shoulder, and at the same time, Xuanyuan Lingwei's hand also pierced Xuanyuan Haoyu's heart.

Liang Yan hurriedly scanned with his divine sense, and found that Xuanyuan Haoyu's primordial spirit had completely dissipated, and Xuanyuan Lingwei still had a trace of vitality in his body.

Although there is only a glimmer of life, the outcome of the two is already clear.

That Xuanyuan Haoyu was dead, but Xuanyuan Lingwei survived. As long as someone heals her and continues her life with top-quality pills, she will be able to recover slowly in the future, but after experiencing this catastrophe, I am afraid that Xuanyuan Lingwei's Dao foundation will be damaged, and the road to cultivation in the future will be even more difficult up.

"Ahem..."

Liang Yan covered his mouth and coughed. He looked down and saw that there were bloodshot eyes in his hand.

Only at this time did he realize that he was also at the end of his strength, and his body was dripping with sweat. Although he could barely stand up, his footsteps were a little vain.

"That temptress obviously has the upper hand, why did she leave as soon as she said she wanted to?"

Liang Yan's thoughts turned, he only felt that today's facts were weird. In the whole hall, except for a few people, almost all died here.

Thinking of Luoshen's haste before leaving, I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.

"It's not right, I have to get out of here quickly!"

After this idea came up, Liang Yan was so anxious that he quickly took out two pills to restore spiritual power from the storage ring and swallowed them in one gulp. Immediately after the spiritual power in his body circulated, he was about to turn into light and rush towards the entrance of the cave. .

However, just as his escape light came on, a majestic voice came from above his head.

"Bold! Shameless little thief, how dare you assassinate the crown prince!"

The voice was incomparably majestic, as if it had condensed the power of heaven and earth. As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud noise above the head, and then the entire underground palace was torn apart, and the moonlight shone in from the outside~lightnovelpub.net~ Liang Yan looked up , I saw more than a dozen figures floating in the night sky of Guangling City above the broken walls.

Among these cultivators, the weakest cultivators are also in the Profound Realm, and all of them are wearing the silver armor of the Xuanyuan Army, obviously they are the generals in charge of the army.

The leader is wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a golden armor, and holding a square sky painted halberd in his hand. His aura is as deep as the sea, which makes people fearful at a glance.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Liang Yan almost didn't have to think about who it was.

"Heavenly Mighty General!"

The divine general sent by Xuanyuan Potian to guard Guangling City had never shown his face before, and only recently turned 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 see Xuanyuan Haoyu die tragically here!

"Your Excellency is the Mighty Heavenly General?"

Even though he had guessed something, Liang Yan couldn't help asking.

"Hmph, you are also worthy of the title of this general?!"

The man in mid-air glanced at the depths of the hall, and when he found Xuanyuan Haoyu's body, his face was furious, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised!

"You ants, dare to assassinate the crown prince appointed by His Majesty! This old man will never let you go!"

The Mighty God General was trembling with anger, he didn't even give Liang Yan a chance to speak, a majestic aura suddenly exploded and rounded Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, and threw it towards where he was.

Whoosh!

The sound of piercing the sky suddenly exploded, and purple awns lit up on the painted halberd of Fangtian, and the purple fierce light swept all directions, tilting down with the power of destroying heaven and earth.

Before the divine soldiers descended, the murderous intent came first!

The entire underground palace was torn apart by this terrifying murderous aura, and instantly turned into ruins and floated up to the sky. A terrifying pressure fell on the top of the head, making Liang Yan almost out of breath.