Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

The tide ebbs and flows, the mountains and rivers turn.

The scene from 800 years ago is reproduced in front of us.

Facing the huge pressure from one left and one right, Guo Pu, who swallowed the nine dragon spirits in front of Tang Xuan, did not panic, and stretched out his left and right hands one after another.

He opened his mouth and roared, revealing black air!

The earth is shaking!

The left palm stretched out, blocking the Jiming Temple monk who was covered in golden light.

The right palm came down, and swept across the river Zhishui that appeared out of thin air.

The attack launched by the two at the same time was unexpectedly received by Guo Pu so easily.

Tang Xuan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, showed surprise, but no regrets could be seen on his face.

He could feel that the nine dragon spirits were not swallowed by Guo Pu, but attached to his body, bringing him these powers.

This kind of power is given by the luck contained in the dragon spirit.

In other words, even though Guo Pu is an ordinary person now, as long as these nine dragon spirits are on him, he will be invincible!
And the dragon spirit was obviously not born with him, so even if he died, the dragon spirit would still have a chance to get it.

As for where the dragon spirit came from, Tang Xuan didn't know, but he could roughly guess that it was probably a strange thing bred from the nine dragon veins in China. The appearance of the four-legged snake was similar to that of Zhao Qiankun. The nine golden dragons on his body are very similar.

Tang Xuan, who had seen countless battles, could see the final result of this battle at a glance, so he simply watched while looking for opportunities.

That monster is still in its weak stage, and obviously has no intention of getting involved. Guo Pu is so eager to use the nine dragon spirits hidden in the "Burying Sutra", so he must be sure of one against three.

What Tang Xuan has to do is to get ready to go.

Whether to act or not depends on whether these three guys, all of whom have the cultivation base of Dao Emperor, have the ability to kill Guo Pu who has swallowed nine dragon spirits.

Sure enough, as soon as Tang Xuan thought of this, Guo Pu bounced off the old monk and Wei Junche at the same time, and swooped towards the latter like a cannonball.

Of course, the old monk with the vajra body protection is not the priority. From this point, it is enough to see that Guo Pu's battle experience is not bad.

Wei Junche, the patriarch of the Yin-Yang family who held the magic weapon "one pole scale", obviously knew that he was not this guy's opponent. Seeing him swooping towards him, he raised the magic weapon in his hand and said with a solemn expression: "Majestic and strong, pull your breath out!" build!"

The horoscope falls.

The magic weapon erupted with dazzling light, as if an invisible giant hand gathered in the air, it slapped Guo Pu's head firmly, and dropped him to the ground again!
boom!
Dimples are reproduced on the ground.

While the dust was scattered, Guo Pu struggled twice and stood up from the ground without any injuries.

The power of luck brought by the nine dragon spirits easily allowed him to resist this ancestral magic weapon of the Yin Yang family.

Immediately after connecting the severed arm, real Longhushan joined the battle. The three of them formed a triangle and surrounded Guo Pu, each with serious expressions.

Master Xuanfu said in a deep voice: "You two, as long as I can delay for a while, I can cast spells and form a formation to seal off the luck of this place. At that time, even if these nine dragon spirits possess me, it will have no effect!"

Hearing this, the old monk lowered his eyes, sat on the ground, held the bowl of water in his hand, and raised his head high: "Old naughty boy, you just need to form an array, my bowl of water from the Yellow River comes from the sky. ', this life will be poured for the last time!"

"good!"

Taoist Xuanfu couldn't help but nodded heavily.

The three of them fought together 800 years ago. Of course, they knew that the bowl of clear water in the hands of the old monk had been dumped several times in that battle.

After 800 years, if it is dumped again this time, the porcelain bowl carrying this bowl of water may only be fragmented.

But the old monk still showed no pity, and with the momentum that thousands of people would go to him, he put the porcelain bowl down and covered it with all his strength.

The river overturned, and terrifying wind and waves blew across the sky.

At this time, Tang Xuan really saw the horror of the methods these two people used.

As the old monk flipped his hand, a waterfall visible to the naked eye hung above Guo Pu's head. It really was the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky. The moment it fell, it was like a hundred-story building collapsing. It is enough to feel the pressure on the side.

This method is mysterious to the extreme.

Can a bowl of water hold a waterfall?

Tang Xuan looked at the porcelain bowl in the hands of the old monk. The old monk held this bowl twice at the foot of Longjing Mountain. Why didn't he see the mystery of this thing at that time?
By this time it had fallen apart and was clearly on the verge of collapse.

I sighed in my heart.

Unexpectedly, there are many magic weapons on this earth. Although the gap is too big compared with that in the fairy world, each of them should not be underestimated.

"Wei will do his best to help out!"

On the side, Wei Junche let out a light drink, his sleeves fluttering, his black and white robe bulging, and the scale in his hand was covered with dense incantations.

"The stormy sea!"

The four characters fell, and the power of the waterfall hanging above the head increased a little bit, and then there were bursts of piercing roaring waves, as if being in a sea storm, surrounded by wild beasts shouting, roaring, water in the air The stains are like a machete, cutting through the silent "sea".

A good hand to help out.

Tang Xuan couldn't help nodding, as if he had returned to his previous life, standing on the sky and sea, watching the scenes of those great battles.

Although compared to the upside-down, space-shattered battles at that time, it was just children playing, but it didn't stop him from watching it with gusto.

Seeing that the two old friends released their trump cards at the same time, the real Xuanfu at the side did not hesitate, and immediately took out talismans, cinnabar and other things from his pocket, and one of them was written with the four characters "The best kindness is like water", the whole body is dark green, Distributes a faint holy light.

According to rumors, only old Taoist priests who have been named "Tianshi Daoist" on Longhu Mountain can have a "Tianshi Seal".

As soon as this seal is released, the evil spirits will be dispersed. If it can be printed on the talisman, it will double the Taoism.

At this time, the old heavenly master in a yellow and purple robe, with a very serious face, sat aside and began to draw talismans. Unlike Tang Xuan's "sloppy" drawing of talismans, every time a talisman is drawn in Taoism is equivalent to an important ceremony, there must be no A little distracted.

All three entered the state.

Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Guo Pu in the center. This man with a dark body didn't move at all.

It seems that he doesn't care about everything outside.

There is no intention of doing anything.

Not right.

Tang Xuan suddenly felt bad.

At this time, shouldn't we be on the alert?
Why does this guy look like he doesn't care at all?

Or, because he has confidence in his heart, even if the two magic weapons are added to his body, even if the waterfall above his head falls, he will not be afraid at all, and he will deal with it well.

Either that, he already had a plan!