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

The depth of this stone pagoda is about 200 meters above the ground. From one to the top, there are one to nine floors. In the deepest layer, there are eight chains. One looks gray with many black lines on his face. The old man whose body is still releasing some kind of weird black energy is here.

Not only the lute bone, but also the feet, hands, shoulders, and neck are all locked tightly without exception. Even if they can move, they can only move a little bit.

What's even more weird is that this nine-story tower and these eight chains were all "painted as a prison" set by the old man himself.

At this moment, the old man who had been in a daze all this time suddenly opened his eyes. What was different from the past was that those muddy eyes suddenly became very clear. He looked at the tower above his head and let out a cry. Lang Lang laughed: "I remember! I remember! My name is not Zhao Qiankun! My name is Zhao Kuangyin! My name is Zhao Kuangyin! Hahahahahaha!"

Outside the nine-story pagoda, a faint fluctuation flashed, and then an old Taoist priest in a Taoist robe and full of rotten smell came out of the air, shook his head in disappointment, and shouted down: "Don't worry! Don't worry, you can go out after closing it for a while! Your Taoist body hasn't completely separated from you yet, he is much more talented than you."

After finishing speaking, it was just a flick of the sleeves.

In the nine-storey tower, there was actually a clear spring irrigated from the air, and it poured on the old man below, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

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Inside the hotel, Zhou Qiancheng stood tremblingly behind the weird-looking Tang Xuan, not even daring to take a step forward.

Because when the "biggest person in the Jingzhou Military Region" in front of him was about to step on the head of Chen Qingming, who had already turned into a "dead body", this guy actually bowed up, stepped back several steps, and his whole body It was wrapped in a burst of black mist up and down, flying high above the lobby.

That's how I came alive.

Xu Qingfeng couldn't help being surprised and said: "Oh, this is not dead yet? Brother Tang, you are not good at flying swords, why don't you watch me later?"

Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't need you to take action."

Xu Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the man in the young vest standing in front of him, raised his head and stared at Chen Qingming with indifferent eyes.

Chen Qingming, who was wrapped in a black mist, had a leopard's head looming behind him, holding a hooked spear in his hand, with an evil aura.

He laughed grimly: "You bastards who don't care about life and death, are you so eager to stop my plan? If that's the case, you can all die here!"

After speaking, he raised the spear in his hand and pressed down directly.

Immediately, the whole hotel was shaken by this, and the ground seemed to start to collapse, and the surrounding guests, who should have returned to normal, rushed towards Tang Xuan and the others with all their teeth and claws.

The young soldier stared at this scene and muttered to himself: "You Western ants, you really don't have awe. How many times is this? Let me think about it, is it the third time? The last time those two alien gods were killed I punched him to death, this time, I will play with you."

These few words were very subtle, but they all passed into Tang Xuan's ears.

His pupils shrank, and then he saw the young soldier, chopping it to the ground suddenly, his figure was like a cannonball, he flew in front of Chen Qingming, stepped on his back, and smashed the black mist The body fell to the ground abruptly!

Xu Qingfeng's eyes widened: "What the hell? So violent?"

Chen Qingming, who carried a part of the so-called "divine power", fell directly into a pit on the ground, but quickly got up from the ground with a strong anger on his face, and then swung the hooked spear in his hand again , directly shot out a sharp spear transformed from black mist, and shot away!

The young soldier's eyes were indifferent. On the way down from mid-air, his feet directly stepped on the air and moved forward. Unexpectedly, he borrowed strength from nowhere, and forced his body to smash the spear away, bursting out with amazing fighting power, and rushed forward. In front of Chen Qingming, he grabbed his neck.

At the same time, the surrounding "controlled" guests also rushed up. Tang Xuan didn't panic, and directly popped out a ray of spiritual energy, which turned into an extremely obscure talisman in mid-air, and put Zhou Qiancheng and others in the position where they were standing. surrounded.

These guys with teeth and claws can't get any closer.

Seeing Tang Xuan's move, Zheng Ansheng couldn't help but stroked his beard and smiled. Of course, it could be seen from his sophisticated eyes that Tang Xuan seemed to be a little stronger.

But the battle of the young soldiers in front of them is what is really worth noting.

No matter what attack Chen Qingming used, he couldn't cause any harm to this young soldier. He just pinched his neck with his bare hands, like a fudo king, and directly pressed him to the ground, followed by punch after punch The fierce beating.

Chen Qingming, who was clearly possessed by his master, soon turned into debris and scattered the black mist. The black air wrapped around the surface of the skin had countless cracks, and strands of black smoke leaked out.

But after he yelled and chanted an obscure and ugly spell, not only did all the black air gather on the surface again, but even the cracks and cracks instantly closed and recovered.

It looks like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

However, the young soldier's dark eyes seemed to be familiar with it, and he didn't intend to stop at all. He just kept pressing Chen Qingming, his fists kept falling on him, and every punch The power and influence will be so strong.

In the end, no matter how quickly the black mist on Chen Qingming's body recovered, he couldn't keep up with the terrifying strength of the fist, so he let out an extremely ugly scream, and felt a little scared in his heart.

But this did not bring him any help. After the young soldier swung his fists nearly [-] times, his back suddenly straightened up, his palms retracted, and he raised them up high, as if he was accumulating strength. golden light.

This punch made Chen Qingming's face change drastically.

He wanted to escape like crazy, but he just couldn't escape.

The young soldier who suppressed him was simply a majestic door god sitting outside the courtyard, casting down demons in the world.

On the side, Zhou Qiancheng, an ordinary person, watched with horror, his palms were full of sweat, and he muttered silently that he was too fucking cruel.

Mr. Tang enjoyed it with a flying sword, why don't you just treat him like a sandbag, and you have to beat him to the fullest?
Following this punch, Chen Qingming's ribs snapped apart, and his originally parallel body sank into the ground on the spot.

Afterwards, the young soldier refused to give up, he lifted it up, his fists turned into a pinch, grabbed his spine, and hammered upwards forcefully.

"hiss!!!"

Chen Qingming let out a strange cry like crazy, which caused the little girl in Tang Xuan's arms to quickly close one eye and turn her head sideways, unable to bear to look any further.

She was thinking in her heart, this must be more painful than grandpa beating herself with a cane, right?