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

Whoosh!
The Mo Puppet's speed was very fast, almost swooping down close to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he came in front of Tang Xuan, and those sharp fingers were wrapped in a violent wind.

Of course, Tang Xuan, who stepped into the seventh level of Qi Refining, was not in a hurry to kill with one blow. He wanted to know how capable this thing was against the Dao King.

He just made a fist and bumped it!
Boom!
It's like hitting an iron wall.

There was a hint of curiosity in Tang Xuan's eyes. He felt the strength of this ink puppet. Just from the physical strength alone, it was indeed comparable to the Dao King powerhouse, and even surpassed it!
Moreover, the speed of reaction cannot be underestimated.

Tang Xuan blocked this attack, and the ink puppet turned his wrist, and with an extremely irregular movement, his legs were about to clamp Tang Xuan's head.

Once a move is made, it is a killing technique.

Tang Xuan was even more surprised, a puppet can have such a fast reaction speed, this is definitely not instinct, there must be something strange in it!

While evading the attack, Tang Xuan noticed something strange in an instant. This descendant of the Mohist giant had some kind of transparent thread on his finger, which seemed to be made of some kind of energy. Every time the finger changed, The ink puppet's movements became faster.

"I see."

Tang Xuan smiled sarcastically, it was a waste of his interest for the puppet to be manipulated like this.

Apart from being surprisingly physical, it is completely incomparable with the "immortal puppet".

In the last life, he casually created an immortal puppet to fight with people, and he didn't need to control it by himself, but he could instinctively fight against the enemy. How powerful is that?

This kind of puppet that requires concentration to control is really too low-level.

Without this interest, Tang Xuan didn't plan to fight this puppet properly. Taking advantage of the moment when it missed the shot, he found the gap between the two of them, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the puppet's neck, and slammed it into the puppet. Hit the ground.

Boom!

A dent was smashed into the ground immediately, and dust came rushing in. The many silk threads connecting the ink puppet were torn apart abruptly.

He Danqiu took two steps back, and waved his hand in disgust.

When Mo Li saw this, his face was full of surprise. He never expected that Tang Xuan would be able to deal with the Mo Puppet he had worked so hard to refine in one face-to-face meeting!

You must know that although the Mohists are proficient in the way of organs, the secrets handed down after they fell apart that year are very messy. Improving this ink puppet, which is comparable to the Taoist king, has already been hailed as an act of genius.

But in front of this guy, is he so vulnerable?
impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

Mo Li was very unwilling, and kept wriggling his fingers, trying to re-establish the connection. This is the secret method of the Mo family. When controlling Mo Puppet, he only needs to use a unique method to mobilize his breath, and he can let him follow his own method anytime, anywhere. attack anyone.

But to successfully refine this secret method, only the descendants of the Mohist giants have this talent, but the two outside Mohist disciples outside the door can only see the shape, but can't get the meaning.

However, what Mo Li never expected was that no matter how lucky he was, he would no longer be able to control this Mo Puppet, as if he had completely lost it from the moment Tang Xuan drove it into the pit.

"What did you do?" Mo Li's face was very ugly: "Why can't I control Mo Puppet?"

Tang Xuan didn't raise his head, but the palm of his hand was still pinching the incomparably hard neck, losing Moli's control. This body, which looks mechanical but not mechanical, is particularly exquisite just from the surface structure. , especially the arms, shoulder blades, and legs, which are suitable for fighting, have undergone special stitching. It is not difficult to guess that the flesh and blood of the entire body has joined the so-called black iron.

In terms of its strength alone, this is the only place where Tang Xuan, whose eyes are higher than the top, thinks it is passable.

He Danqiu also squatted down, sizing up this ink puppet with his beautiful eyes, he is indeed a mummy, but after special treatment, his expressionless face is creepy with a little handsomeness.

"Compared to puppets made with aura, this thing seems to have room for improvement. Tsk tsk, what a pity for such a beautiful face."

Tang Xuan nodded, agreeing with her words.

Seeing that he was ignoring him at all, Mo Li on the side was furious. He turned his head to look at Elder Hui behind him, and said viciously, "Elder Hui, why are you still standing there? Is it hard to give up so much?"

"Kill this guy, no one knows what happened here, you get the luck of the mountain god, my Mo family will definitely help you to a higher level secretly in the future!"

"Even if you step into the cultivation base of the Dao Emperor, what's the difficulty?"

Big promise.

Elder Hui's face was a little heavy, and his heart tensed up. Although he had been sitting in the position of Minister of Law Enforcement for several years, his appointment to the Wa Kingdom had proved that his status was actually low-level.

He is not lacking in ambition, and this is also the reason for secretly cooperating with the Mohists.

In the world, except for the Yinmen, these ancient families with a long history and hundreds of schools do have a good heritage.

So he didn't take what Mo Li said as a joke.

Instead, think carefully.

In fact, in his heart, he also didn't quite believe that Tang Xuan was the closed disciple of Palace Master Yun, even though the Law Enforcement Department said that all the magic weapons used by Palace Master Yun belonged to him...

If this is the case, why hasn't the Mistress of the Yun Palace questioned Qing Tiangu yet?
You know, that mighty temper is almost the most unpredictable person in the entire hidden sect for more than 800 years.

Moreover, as Mo Li said, even if he was killed today, no one would know about it.

A touch of greed suddenly appeared in Elder Hui's heart, and it was this insignificant touch of greed that made him have a killing intent in his heart.

The luck of the mountain god is really too tempting.

It is not uncommon to be able to make further progress on the way of cultivation. Over the past 800 years, how many favored sons of heaven have appeared in the Yinmen?
However, this is very important for an old man who has been practicing for decades but has not been able to take a single step.

If he doesn't take that step, the name Elder Hui will eventually become a speck of dust and be buried in the ground together with his bones.

As a strong Taoist at the early stage of the Taoist sect, if he did something to a Taoist king, he could crush him to death with one finger.

But Elder Hui was not stupid, he didn't do anything directly, he took two steps forward, and smiled kindly at Tang Xuan: "Little friend Tang, I have an idea, you first return this Mo puppet to the descendants of the Mo family, and then let me Use the Law Enforcement Department's soul search method to search your memory, if the mountain god is indeed swallowed up by you, then I have no chance to wait, and it's okay to let it to you."