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

Xu Qingfeng cheekily picked up the empty scabbard that was thrown aside, shrugged and smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have a sword, and I'm not from your sect, I can play as I like, and I won't hinder you chant?"

"You..." Seeing that this guy looked embarrassed, Chang Ping couldn't help but want to take out his sword again.

But at this time, his eyes suddenly became fixed, his whole face sank, and he suddenly looked out of the window: "It's so dark!"

Tang Xuan frowned slightly, and his divine sense couldn't help but notice that the yin energy outside the hotel had grown stronger. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, and said with a smile, "So that's how it is."

Xu Qingfeng obviously sensed that something was wrong. All three of them were practitioners, and they were very sensitive to such things as Yin Qi, so they couldn't help but wondered, "What's the matter, Brother Tang?"

Tang Xuan took Yun Liu'er's hand, and while walking towards the door, he said without turning his head: "You are being watched, this fairy dance is a game."

"Me? Being targeted?" Xu Qingfeng looked puzzled.

Chang Ping spit out, wiped it on the corners of his eyes, and uttered a mantra at the same time, the three yang fires on his body became much stronger, and the dense yin qi around him was successfully blocked.

The three of them went downstairs together, and the entire square outside the hotel was filled with a very strong Yin Qi, just like the biting cold wind.

Chang Ping, holding the talisman sword, frowned, looked up at the sky, and there was a layer of light red blood covering the surrounding area.

He said in a deep voice: "Something has changed the feng shui here, and the level is not low. Get out of the way, I'm going to do it."

Xu Qingfeng smiled sarcastically: "What? You're the only one who has the ability? I, Brother Tang, are here, so I need your help? Right, Brother Tang."

Tang Xuan remained silent, but calmly stared at the front, and said lightly: "Come out, don't hide."

The two people beside them were taken aback for a moment, and then they saw a female ghost wearing a bright red skirt with three thousand black hair hanging down the ground, slowly emerging from the air.

This female ghost was no different from the ones Tang Xuan had met before, she actually had an extremely charming face, very much like those mountain and wild foxes in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, without any ugliness on her body.

What's even more frightening is that her lower body, which was originally floating, can transform into the snow-white feet of a normal person, stepping on the floor so gracefully.

The smile is touching.

"This is……"

"Ghost, ghost emperor?"

Chang Ping suddenly felt his scalp go numb, swallowed suddenly, disbelief was written all over his face, and the talisman sword he was holding in his hand trembled unavoidably.

"Ghost Emperor??" Xu Qingfeng was dumbfounded, and immediately took a step back, his jaw trembling and said: "My grandma, what a ghost emperor? Brother Tang, let's find a way to escape, this woman is not us An existence that can be provoked."

"What is the title of Ghost Emperor?" Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had heard of the ghost king, but not the ghost emperor.

Chang Ping, a black-robed Taoist priest, explained in a deep voice: "The so-called ghost emperor is the most holy existence among all wandering ghosts, just like the Tao emperor in your hidden door, most of them are wandering souls recognized by the underworld. Wild ghosts are not bound by the book of life and death, and their cultivation base is strong, even the local city gods will retreat three points when they meet the ghost emperor, and dare not touch their brows."

"It's just that... Following the war 800 years ago, the ghost emperor has basically died. I have stayed on the mountain for so many years, and I have never met a real ghost emperor. Where did this woman come from?"

Hearing this explanation, Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the "ghost" in front of him.

If it is said that she is strong enough to be worthy of the word "ghost emperor", Tang Xuan can't feel it at all. On the contrary, it is the intensifying yin around her that makes him feel that this beautiful woman has a unique and unique feeling. The beauty of silence.

If he swallowed such a ghost, how much benefit would he get?

Such a question suddenly popped up in Tang Xuan's heart.

Unexpectedly, the female ghost in front of her covered her mouth and smiled softly as if she had insight into something: "It's the same as what my sister said, you are really brave."

Tang Xuan's heart froze, and the next second he saw this female ghost, smiled slightly, tiptoed, and appeared in front of him in an instant, with sharp nails waving down.

"Brother Tang, be careful!"

Xu Qingfeng yelled hastily.

Tang Xuan was not in a hurry, his face was dignified, his figure disappeared in place, and then he came to the side of the black-robed Taoist priest, and said to him: "Borrow the sword."

Before Chang Ping could react, he felt that the talisman sword in his hand was snatched away by Tang Xuan, and then he turned around and rushed straight to the bright red female ghost emperor.

The speed is so fast that it can't be seen at all.

But the female ghost who suddenly attacked didn't care, instead she covered her mouth and smiled lightly, letting Tang Xuan come to her, when the talisman sword exuding huge yang energy was about to hit her forehead, she just Understatement of a sharp nail in the depths, flick it calmly.

Clang!
The rune sword broke in two.

Tang Xuan's expression froze, and Chang Ping's expression froze.

This... the talisman sword forged from black iron and blessed by the Northern Emperor's talisman seal was broken by a single finger of this Ghost Emperor?
Without waiting for a reaction, the female ghost raised her finger again and flicked it on Tang Xuan's forehead. He was like a kite with a broken string, flying tens of meters in the air, and finally fell heavily on the ground.

But, there wasn't much pain.

Tang Xuan frowned, got up from the ground, looked at the sunken concrete floor, and looked at the female ghost suspiciously: "Are you keeping your hands on purpose?"

The female ghost covered her mouth with a chuckle, and floated to the ground in front of Tang Xuan: "Next, it won't happen."

Tang Xuan seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and as soon as he stepped back, he saw a huge scarlet bloody hand appearing behind the female ghost, and grabbed him.

"roll!"

Tang Xuan let out a low cry, his body erupted with aura, and forced the scarlet bloody hand away. At the same time, he silently said "One Thought Turns into a Sword", and opened his mouth to spit out a dazzling light golden flying sword!
This flying sword is the strongest flying sword that Tang Xuan can use at present, and it has almost drained most of the aura in his body. It is not for other reasons. After the woman finished speaking earlier, Tang Xuan clearly sensed an extremely terrifying coercion .

Absolutely worthy of the title of "Ghost Emperor"!
Where did this strong man come from?
Could it be that Yin Yang family again?
Tang Xuan's face was tense, since he entered Xu Qingfeng's room just now, he noticed that something was wrong, the fairy dance or something was actually just a game.

The appearance of this female ghost should be the key point.

However, he didn't know the purpose.

The flying sword condensed and kept jumping for joy, as if it felt Tang Xuan's call, and rushed towards the female ghost with a whistling sound.

But the female ghost didn't care at all, instead she sighed with disappointment: "How can this little ability be enough?"

She flicked her fingers.