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

The middle-aged man's voice fell, but there was no change.

But in the next second, Tang Xuan's expression suddenly froze, his whole body stood up, and the spiritual energy poured into his arms frantically, blocking them to the sides!
The strong wind that came from nowhere was just like that firmly resisted.

But the feeling of splitting like a wind blade made the body extremely uncomfortable, and the arms were cracked one after another, and blood seeped out.

The physical body at the pinnacle of quenching body can't resist this strong wind?

Tang Xuan concentrated his strength and continued to pour spiritual energy into his hands, but no matter how he resisted, as long as he exerted strength, these invisible winds would intensify, and the tearing sensation on his arms would become more intense.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a flying sword flew out, but within two seconds, it was directly turned into powder.

"Which steelyard is causing the trouble?"

Tang Xuan's eyes fixed on the object in the middle-aged man's hand. It was trembling slightly, and the pressure from all directions came from it.

Another magic weapon!
Wei Ping noticed Tang Xuan's gaze, and smiled slightly: "It's very useful, but it would be a waste of time to show you one by one, but it should be enough to make your life worse than death."

He raised the pole again: "It's hard to get over the water."

Tang Xuan, who was still resisting the strong wind, suddenly felt that the strong wind seemed to have turned into a big wave, rushing towards him, and the feeling of suffocation was particularly strong!

"What a powerful magic weapon!"

Tang Xuan was startled, this magic weapon was completely different from the magic weapon Qing Jianfeng took out before, how could it be driven to such a degree?
Before he could react in time, an invisible big wave directly rolled up his body and lifted him into the air for more than 20 meters.

Even though Tang Xuan protected his body with spiritual energy in time, the invisible water vapor around him was like tens of millions of piercing silver needles, stabbing his body continuously.

The middle-aged man Wei Ping sighed: "Unfortunately, with my current practice, I can only rely on it to display three prophecies. If it takes another ten years, it may allow you to experience more pain that is worse than death. Now... ...hand over the golden carp, shall we?"

He raised his head and looked at Tang Xuan with a smile.

His eyes seemed to be full of disdain.

This strange guy who claimed to be from the Yinyang family didn't seem to care how Tang Xuan killed Qing Dongcheng, nor was he afraid of Tang Xuan's backhand. Even when he walked out of the Yinyang family, his purpose was very clear.

This kind of person has the most terrifying state of mind.

Tang Xuan's face was ferocious, and his aura was running wildly, but he still couldn't break free from the invisible water waves.

Nameless anger rose in his heart, and he was inexplicably suppressed again and again, either when he met a strong man whose realm was too high, or when he met an extremely rare magic weapon.

In the final analysis, the cultivation base is still too low.

In his previous life, he was able to run amok in the fairy world, even if he encountered a strong man of a high level, he would still have the means to escape unscathed.

No matter how many times there were many dangers, there was never even room for fighting back.

In this life, he can only become so timid.

Even though he has thousands of spells, he only has the cultivation base of the fourth level of Qi Refining. Which of those powerful immortal spells can only be used after foundation establishment or above?
Being able to use Guiyuan Shigang and the "One Thought Transformation Sword" is already the limit.

But these two techniques are useless at this time.

"Son of a bitch."

Tang Xuan gritted his teeth, his eyes were covered with a heavy pale golden light, and the two dark pupils looked particularly bright in this scarlet space.

This is the aura burning, and the blood surging.

Big deal, what if I put it to death again and then live again?

Seeing this, the middle-aged man not far away smiled and said, "Fighting back at death is the most meaningless thing in the world. Facing absolute oppression, why bother in vain?"

He gently pressed down the steelyard in his hand: "It's as heavy as Mount Tai."

The three prophecies were all used.

Two hours ago, this sentence "heavy as Mount Tai" crushed the elder Dao Zun who was the leader of Dandian, and a group of disciples in the blink of an eye.

At this time, what kind of scene will be presented when it acts on Tang Xuan, the Taoist king?
puff!

A mouthful of sweet blood welled up in his heart and spewed out from Tang Xuan's mouth. The bones on his back slammed violently, and his body was directly pressed down, falling heavily to the ground, and even fell into a big pit.

As heavy as Mount Tai, as heavy as Mount Tai, the word "Mount Tai" is the key.

No matter how hard Tang Xuan tried, this invisible pressure fell on the top of his head, making him sink deep into the mud, unable to move an inch.

"Move me..."

Tang Xuan clenched his teeth tightly, his whole body was almost trembling, but the huge aura pressing down like a mountain still made him breathless.

Is it really futile?

The middle-aged man walked up slowly, looked down at Tang Xuan condescendingly, stepped on his head, and said with a calm smile: "How? The feeling of being stepped on like a dog should be compared to my junior brother being besieged , being struck by lightning, or even being crushed in the head, isn't it much easier?"

Tang Xuan's eyes were cold, his body trembled, and there was strong unwillingness in his eyes.

A sense of humiliation filled his whole body.

If he met this kind of ant in the fairy world, he really only needed one finger to press him to death, and only one finger was needed.

But now, he is nothing but an ant trampled under his feet, with no room for resistance.

No.

wrong.

Not without room.

Just, willingly or not.

Tang Xuan laughed at himself, since when did his Dao state of mind become so vulnerable?

After [-] years of cultivating the Tao, how many life and death dangers have they experienced?

Isn't it just being stepped on?

What counts?
Since you want to trample me to death, I have to do my best to let you lose a leg!

This is my Tang Xuan's "Tao!"

Noticing the sudden calm of the head under his feet, Wei Ping said "Oh?" and said with a smile, "Why? Do you have other cards? For example, take out that golden carp and take a bite?"

"To tell you the truth, everyone in our Yin Yang family has a 'Longevity Jade' that is close to their body. If they die suddenly for any reason, this Jade can record everything with the method of Qimen Dunjia."

"That's why I was able to find you so quickly, to know how you killed my junior brother, and to understand how to solve you is the most suitable for me."

"You, better hand over the golden carp obediently and die."

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and was about to step on Tang Xuan's back, directly destroying this body that was just an "ant" in his eyes.

But at this time, Tang Xuan, who should have used all his power to burn his body, swallowed those two explosive pills, forcibly lost his life, and raised his cultivation to the limit, sneered in his heart.

"It does have some backbone."

"However, you are still too useless."

"Let me come."