The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Sound East and West!

Luoshen only thought that Liang Yan was going to do his best to fight against himself, but he didn't expect that the opponent's attack was just a cover. The real intention was to cover up his spirit beast to 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 and the defeat will be turned into victory!

At this moment, Lao Jin slammed his wings violently at an unbelievably fast speed, but in just a few flashes, he reached the top of Xuanyuan Haoyu's head.

Xuanyuan Lingwei and the others were originally weak, but when they saw Lao Jin coming, their confidence greatly increased, and they immediately attacked desperately, wanting to help him hold down Xuanyuan Haoyu's disciples.

At this time, Lao Jin's face was also solemn. He seized the body of the mad lion, and obtained the magical power to control the power of the wind. At this time, with a roar, the wind gathered into a blade, and an invisible long sword of more than ten feet directly slashed at the He locked it on the golden lock above Xuanyuan Haoyu's head.

Boom!

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

"Good boy, play **** with the old lady!"

Luo Shen saw this scene from a distance, his face was not angry but smiled, but the smile was a little gloomy.

"If that's the case, then let you see the means of this seat!"

As soon as the words fell, Luoshen took out a black long flute from the storage ring, put it beside his mouth, and played it gently.

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

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

"what happened?"

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

The severely injured Zhu Youqing and Ling Chongxiao, although they were monks in the Tribulation Realm, couldn't resist the sound of the flute, and they were each imprisoned in place.

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

But he also felt a wave of spiritual fluctuations penetrated into his mind, invaded his consciousness, and wanted to compete with him for the dominance of the body!

"What kind of magical power is this?"

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

In this case, Liang Yan didn't dare to attack any further, so he hurriedly stopped the escape light, and took the Mayfly Sword Pill back to his side. At the same time, the "Bright Mirror of Bodhi" in "Eight Parts of Yanyuan" is operated to the extreme to resist this strange and invisible sound of the flute.

The sound of the xiao is like weeping and complaining, as if it is telling a sad past, and it seems to be recalling the pain of the person listening.

Suddenly, the sound of the xiao gradually became more intense, like the clanging of swords, and the drums shook the sky!

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

It's just this time, everyone starts to ignore the enemy and me, and kill anyone they see! The entire underground palace was in chaos, and even Liang Yan felt manic in his heart.

"not good!"

He knew that it was a magic trick that had invaded his own consciousness, so he hurriedly used his supernatural powers to suppress the hostility in his body with the divine power of Buddhism.

It's just that this hostile anger is more violent than any time before, and the sound of the flute in his ears is constant. Even if he closes his five senses and six senses, the flute sound will still sound directly in his heart, no matter how to hide it!

"what!"

Liang Yan roared, and the mania in his heart climbed to the top. No longer caring about fighting skills, he hurriedly pressed the escape light, sat cross-legged under the hall, turned all the spiritual power in the body into Buddhist spiritual power, and ran the "Eight Parts of Yanyuan" with all his strength!

A faint golden light appeared on the surface of Liang Yan's skin, trying to block Luoshen's strange magical power, but the sound of the flute entered his ears, directly invading his consciousness, and quickly consumed most of his remaining consciousness.

Liang Yan raised his eyelids with difficulty, glanced at the hall, and found that whether it was Xuanyuan Lingwei, Xuanyuan Haoyu, or the monks of the seven northwestern sects, everyone was controlled by the sound of the flute. , regardless of enemy or me!

Moreover, the sound of the flute seems to be even more harmful to the spirit beast. I saw that the Rakshasa Demon Bull had gone completely mad, and actually started to self-mutilate frantically. In a blink of an eye, he severely injured himself.

In contrast, Lao Jin is even better. Although Lao Jin's current strength is not yet at the Tribulation Realm, he used to be a great demon of ten thousand years. Under the interference of the sound of the flute, although the seven orifices bleed, he still retains his strength. A trace of sanity, not completely crazy.

"Lao Jin, come back!"

Taking advantage of the last trace of clarity, Liang Yan urged the wooden hut around his waist, emitting a white light, and took Lao Jin back into the wooden hut.

Next, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and his two eyelids drooped down, as if they could be closed at any time.

"No... If it goes on like this... If it goes on like this, I will be controlled by her too!"

Liang Yan knew that once he closed his eyes and opened them again, he would not be himself, but a walking corpse like Xuanyuan Lingwei and the others.

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

Liang Yan gritted his teeth and insisted, guarding the last trace of spiritual awareness in his mind, but under the cover of the Xiao sound, his eyelids were still closing little by little.

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

Liang Yan only felt that the whole body was warm, as if bathing in a hot spring, and the millions of pores on the whole body seemed to have 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 in Taixu Gourd, a small golden cicada was flying in the air, its wings flapping extremely fast.

On Jin Chan's back, golden Buddhist mantras appeared one by one, like the true meaning of the Great Dao, and turned into warm currents, and finally all entered Liang Yan's meridians.

Outside the Taixu Hulu, Liang Yan's eyes that were about to be closed suddenly opened, and a little golden light rushed to the top of his head!

He had never been so familiar with the mental methods of "Eight Parts of Yanyuan", and paragraphs of formulas reappeared in his mind, and many things that were previously incomprehensible were suddenly understood at this time.

"All appearances are illusory. If you see the appearances that are not the appearances, the divine power will arise by itself..."

Liang Yan sat still, muttering to himself, golden light covering his body, like a monk's robe that was not stained with dust, resisting all the sounds of the flute around him.

"The six dusts of Buddha clothes?"

Luoshen, who was blowing a flute in midair, frowned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

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

Although Luoshen was playing a long howl, the sweet and bone-chilling voice sounded directly in Liang Yan's heart.

It's just that Liang Yan at this time has entered an empty epiphany realm, and she will not disturb her heart at all, just as if she hadn't heard it, she still sits cross-legged on the spot.

Luo Shen was not discouraged, there was a hint 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 slaughtered with red eyes, blood and stumps flying around, some people have been chopped off their bodies, destroyed their primordial spirits, their stumps fell from the air, and I don't know whose body... ....

The Rakshasa Demon Bull had exploded and died; Zhu Youqing vomited blood and lay dying on the ground; Ling Chongxiao used a gold needle to seal the acupuncture point to escape the catastrophe, but he was first seriously injured by Liang Yan, and then by the sound of Luoshen's lute. Heart, I am afraid that 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 are no longer in control.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he silently used the magical power of "Eight Parts of Yanyuan", and his heart entered a state of emptiness, disregarding everything around him, and only fighting against Luoshen in mid-air.

Seeing that the golden light above Liang Yan's head became more and more prosperous, Luo Shen's face also showed a hint of surprise.

"Good boy, it seems that this song can't help you!"

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

However, the next moment, she frowned. Although the flute was constantly in her mouth, her eyes penetrated the hall and looked outside.

"Hmph, it's coming so fast!"

Luoshen seemed to have found something, and there was a hint of disappointment on his face.

"Oh, I originally wanted to play with you for a while, but I didn't expect that someone would come to disrupt the game so soon... Anyway, I'll be here today, maybe we'll have a chance to see you again."

Before he finished speaking, Luoshen's figure gradually faded in mid-air.

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

After Luoshen disappeared, the strange sound of the flute still reverberated in the hall. Liang Yan didn't dare to neglect, and made the "Buddha's Clothes and Six Dusts" run to the extreme. After the strange flute sound gradually dissipated, he slowly opened it. eyes.

The place to look, **** horror.

The entire hall has been turned into a slaughterhouse.

Severed limbs and corpses were everywhere, blood stained the walls of the hall, and all nine of Xuanyuan Haoyu's disciples had died. Among the seven monks in the northwest, only Duan Tianxing kept the whole corpse. I can't find it anymore, Tan Youli's breath is sometimes absent, and I don't know whether it is dead or alive.

"It's miserable! It's miserable!"

This was the first thought that popped into Liang Yan's mind, but then he thought of Xuanyuan Lingwei and her second brother, and immediately turned his eyes to the direction of the entrance to the hall.

I saw a man and a woman, leaning against each other.

Xuanyuan Haoyu's golden lock magic weapon has shattered Xuanyuan Lingwei's shoulder, and in the same way, Xuanyuan Lingwei's hand also pierced Xuanyuan Haoyu's heart.

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

Although it is only a trace of vitality, the outcome of the two is already clear.

That Xuanyuan Haoyu was dead, but Xuanyuan Lingwei survived. As long as someone heals her wounds and uses the best medicine to continue her life, she will be able to recover slowly in the future, but after this catastrophe, I am afraid that Xuanyuan Lingwei's Taoist foundation will be damaged, and the road of cultivation in the future will be even more difficult. .

"Cough cough..."

Liang Yan covered his mouth and coughed, and when he looked down, there was blood in his hand.

At this time, he realized that he was already at the end of the shot, sweating profusely on his body, and although he was barely able to stand up, his steps were a little vain.

"The temptress clearly has the upper hand, why did she suddenly say she would leave?"

Liang Yan's mind turned, only to feel that today's facts were strange, in the entire hall, except for a few people, almost all died here.

Thinking of Luoshen's rush before leaving, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Something's wrong, I have to get out of here quickly!"

After this thought came to him, Liang Yan was so anxious that he quickly took out two pills to restore his spiritual power from his storage ring, swallowed them in one mouthful, and immediately after the spiritual power in his body began to circulate, he would turn into an escaped light and rush towards the entrance of the cave. .

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

"Bold! Shameless thief, dare to assassinate the crown prince!"

This voice was extremely majestic, as if it 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 came in from the outside.

Liang Yan looked up and saw more than a dozen figures floating in the night sky of Guangling City above the broken walls.

Among these cultivators, the weakest cultivation base also has the Xuanyuan Realm, and all of them are wearing the silver armor of Xuanyuan Army, obviously they are the generals who command the army.

The first person wears a purple-gold crown on his head, wears a golden armor, and holds a square-shaped halberd in his hand.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Liang Yan hardly had to think about who was coming.

"Tianwei Divine General!"

The divine general Xuanyuan Potian sent to guard Guangling City had never shown up before, but only recently fell to Xuanyuan Haoyu and was ordered to go out of the city to hunt down the sixth princess.

However, at this moment, he had already led his army back to Guangling City, and just happened to see Xuanyuan Haoyu tragically dying here!

"Is Your Excellency the God of Heaven?"

Although there have been speculations, Liang Yan couldn't help but ask.

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

The man in midair glanced at the depths of the hall, and when he found Xuanyuan Haoyu's body, his face became furious, and the killing intent in his eyes was even more undisguised!

"You ants~www.readwn.com~ dare to assassinate the crown prince appointed by His Majesty! This old man will never let you go!"

Tianwei Shenjiang was trembling with anger, and he didn't give Liang Yan a chance to speak.

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the sky suddenly exploded, and the Fangtian painting halberd lit up with purple awns, and the purple fierce light swept all directions, leaning down with the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

The magic weapon has not yet descended, and the murderous intent will come first!

The entire underground palace was torn apart by this terrifying murderous aura, instantly turning into broken walls and floating to the sky, a terrifying pressure fell on the top of his head, making Liang Yan almost out of breath.

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