Chapter 1233 An unexpected situation
Attacking in the east and 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, Xuanyuan Haoyu is the focus of the fight between the two sides today. If we capture the second prince, we can use him as a hostage and 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 back 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 wildly, gathered the wind into a blade, and a blade of more than ten feet. The invisible long knife struck directly on the golden lock above Xuanyuan Haoyu's head.
Boom!
As the 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 spit out a mouthful of blood.
“What a 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 the storage ring and put it in his mouth On the other side, he started to play softly.
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's going on?"
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 realized that they Lost control of the body!
Zhu Youqing and Ling Chongxiao, who were seriously injured, even though they were monks in the Transformation Tribulation Realm, could not resist the sound of the flute and were each imprisoned in place.
In the entire underground palace, only Liang Yan can still move.
But he also felt a spiritual 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. He saw that the other person's eyes were also full of doubts, and he obviously didn't know this method.
Under this situation, Liang Yan did not dare to attack any further. 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, the "Bodhi Mirror" in "Eight Parts of the Origin" was operated to the extreme to resist the strange and invisible sound of the flute.
The sound of the flute is as heart-wrenching as a cry, as if it is telling a sad past event, and as if it is 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!
Only 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 frantic in his heart.
“Not good!”
He knew that this was a demonic spell that had invaded his consciousness, so he hurriedly used his magical power to suppress the violent energy in his body with the power of Buddhist Vajra.
It’s just that this anger is more violent than anything he has ever experienced before, and there is a constant sound of the flute 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. How to avoid it? You can’t hide either!
"Ah!"
Liang Yan roared, the mania in his heart reaching 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 the "Eight Parts of Evolution" with all his strength!
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 The puppets on strings fight each other without distinction between friend and foe!
And 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 glimmer of sanity, not completely insane.
"Lao Jin, come back!"
Liang Yan took advantage of the last ray of clarity to activate the wooden house on 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 too!”
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 and can't close my eyes!"
Liang Yan gritted his teeth and insisted, guarding the last trace of clarity in his mind, but under the cover of the sound of the flute , the eyelids are still closing bit by bit.
At this moment, a warm current suddenly surged out of the Taixu gourd on his waist, spreading along Liang Yan's meridians to 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 in 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 of Taixu Hu, a small golden cicada was flying. In mid-air, his wings flapped 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 mentality of "Eight Parts of Yanyuan" has never been so familiar to him. Sections of formulas reappeared in his mind. Many things that he could not figure out before were suddenly understood at this time. .
"All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not true, the divine power will arise on its own."
Liang Yan sat still, murmuring to himself, golden light covering his body, as if he was not stained by dust. The monk's robes blocked all the sound of flutes around him.
"The Buddha's six-object appearance in his clothes?"
Luo Shen, who was playing the flute in mid-air, frowned, with a hint of surprise flashing 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 voice still sounded directly in Liang Yan's heart.
It's just that at this time, Liang Yan has entered a state of enlightenment and will not be disturbed by her at all. It is as if he has not heard it, and he still sits 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. In the entire underground palace, everyone's eyes were red with blood and broken limbs flying everywhere. Some people had their bodies cut off and their souls destroyed. Their broken bodies fell from the air. No one knew whose body it was
The Rakshasa Demonic Cow has His body 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 by Liang Yan first, and then his lungs were injured by the sound of Luo Shen's flute. I'm afraid I'm not far from death.
In the main hall, only Liang Yan remained awake.
At this moment, the sixth princess and the second prince are no longer in 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, a look of surprise appeared on Luo Shen's face.
“Good boy, it seems that this song 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 going 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. Well, that’s it for today, maybe we’ll have another chance to meet again.”
Before he finished speaking, Luo Shen's figure gradually faded in mid-air.
In just the blink of an eye, she had completely disappeared before the sound of the flute in the hall stopped.
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 Forms" to the extreme. He waited until the weird flute sound gradually dissipated. Then he slowly opened his eyes.
Everywhere you look is bloody and terrifying.
The entire hall has turned into a slaughterhouse.
Broken limbs and 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 preserved the whole body. Zishan only had one head left, and his body was all gone. He couldn't find him. Tan Youli's aura came and went, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
"Tragic! What a tragedy!"
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 He 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 is only a glimmer of life, the outcome of the two is 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 prolong her life, she can still recover slowly in the future. However, after experiencing this disaster, 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 bloodshot eyes 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. In the entire hall, except for Miaomiao, there was no one there Except for people, almost everyone died here.
Thinking again of Luo Shen's rush before leaving, I suddenly had a bad feeling 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. .
However, his escape light had just turned on when a majestic voice came from above his head.
"Bold! The shameless little thief dares to assassinate the crown prince!"
The 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, 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 all of them are wearing 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 fearful at a glance.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Liang Yan could guess who the visitor was without even thinking.
"The mighty divine general!"
The divine general sent by Xuanyuan Potian to guard Guangling City has never shown his face before. Only recently did he turn to Xuanyuan Haoyu and was ordered to go out of the city to pursue him. 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 general of heaven?"
Although he had already guessed, Liang Yan couldn't help but ask.
“Hmph, how dare you deserve the title of general?!”
The man in mid-air glanced deep into the hall, and when he discovered Xuanyuan Haoyu’s body, his face became furious. He was furious, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised!
"You ants, how dare you assassinate the crown prince appointed by His Majesty! I will never let you go!"
God General Tianwei was so angry that he trembled all over and did not give Liang Yan a chance to speak. A majestic wave of His aura suddenly exploded, and he rounded up 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 Fangtian painted halberd. The fierce purple light swept in all directions, leaning 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.
(End of this chapter)