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

On the contrary, Guo Pu, who was holding the "Funeral Sutra", faced this kind of oppressive force, and his face did not fluctuate at all. From the beginning to the end, he always had that kind of calm expression. He didn't say a word, let alone take the initiative to attack. .

The old Taoist took off the fly whisk from his body, stretched out his arm like a dry bamboo, rested his two fingers on the fly whisk, and said calmly: "Guo Pu, don't do the wrong thing again, follow me to Longhu Mountain, kneel down and repent, at most 100 years , and you will be freed."

"If Master Xu can forgive you, it's not impossible to return you as the Twelve Masters of Xishan."

"This is your last chance to make a choice. If you miss this opportunity, the poor monk and the two fellow Taoists will not be polite."

In the end it was a fellow Taoist who came from the same sect, the old monk recited Amitabha in a low voice, and did not stop him.

The Patriarch of the Yin-Yang Family, who called himself Wei Junche, just stood there without saying a word, with a calm expression on his face.

However, Guo Pu just smiled: "It's a coincidence, in fact, today, Guo also wants to drag the three...to be buried here together."

As soon as the words came out, the position was stated.

The old Taoist sighed, his face suddenly became serious, as if a real person was alive, he raised the whisk in his hand and let it fall.

"Impossible!"

"Unrepentant"

"It's time to fight!"

Tang Xuan could clearly see that the fly whisk flicked out of thin air, and a thick beam of light fell down hard towards Guo Pu.

However, Guo Pu just raised his hand and grabbed the beam of light just like he faced the elder who enforced the hidden door before, and then pulled it away.

Click.

The light beam was torn apart and torn apart.

But this is not over, Guo Pu squatted down, put the "Funeral Sutra" in his hand on the ground, then sat cross-legged on the ground, and pressed his palm hard.

A black light flashed from the surface of the "Burial Sutra", followed by nine four-legged snakes that were no bigger than the thickness of a finger, swimming out of it.

The bodies of these four-legged snakes were covered with a dense black light, and they were nothing ordinary at first glance.

When the old Taoist saw this, his eyes were fixed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "What!? You used the "Funeral Sutra" to feed these nine dragon spirits?"

Dragon Spirit?

Tang Xuan squinted at the funeral scripture.

Although the nine four-legged snakes looked weird, he could still smell the strong luck in them, and they were somewhat similar to the nine golden dragons that Zhao Qiankun had seen back then.

The old monk and Wei Junche, the Patriarch of the Yin-Yang Family, showed doubts, and the latter asked in a deep voice: "Master Xuanfu, the dragon veins are still dead, even if it feeds the dragon essence from 800 years ago, what's the use?"

"Of course it works!"

The old Taoist's face was extremely gloomy: "Everyone, it is hard to forget that this place is the 'Dui' position in the gossip position that established the nine dragon veins in the capital! The purpose of sealing this evildoer here was to use its power. The evil spirit suppresses this place!"

"And now, the awakening of this monster means that the conversion can be destroyed at any time. If this guy uses the dragon spirit to open a dragon vein to vent his luck, and use the dragon vein's luck to pour on this monster..."

The expressions of the two of them changed drastically in an instant.

Tang Xuan, who had listened to the whole process, couldn't help being excited. He didn't care about dragon veins or monsters.

If he can find a chance to swallow these nine dragon spirits, it will definitely be of great benefit to him!

The Daoist Xuanfu, who came all the way from Longhu Mountain, looked completely serious: "You two fellow Taoists, this is simply an act against the heavens, so follow me to stop it!"

Veins popped up on the old monk's forehead, and he yelled angrily, "In order to help this monster condense the demon core, are you really going to disregard the safety of the people in the world?"

Guo Pu showed a relieved expression. This "ancient man" who was treated respectfully by many emperors and was even awarded the title of Twelve Real Men smiled, and pulled his finger forward, and the nine four-legged snakes moved along His body climbed up one by one.

"I only guessed it now, isn't it too late?"

He smiled slightly, and then his expression became wet, as if he was talking to a non-existent person, "I finally kept the promise I made back then."

The voice fell.

The three were stunned at the same time.

Guo Pu opened his mouth and inhaled, allowing the four-legged snake transformed by the nine dragon spirits to penetrate into his nasal cavity.

"not good!"

"This guy wants to swallow dragon essence!"

"Stop him quickly!"

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist's face became completely gloomy, and then he became angry, shouted angrily, held the whisk in his hand, took two steps, three steps, and instantly came to Guo Pu, raised his hand and pressed his head, but unexpectedly, the palm of his hand just As soon as he leaned forward, Guo Pu grabbed his wrist.

next second.

Click.

The old Taoist's entire arm was torn off by him lightly.

Flesh and blood!
"Be careful, fellow Daoist!"

Seeing this, the old monk in cassock and holding a Zen staff immediately stepped forward. While roaring, his face was ferocious like a wild beast, and he came directly in front of Guo Pu and smashed the Zen staff on the ground. His feet sank.

Click!

The golden and copper-colored light instantly covered the old monk's arms, and the next second Guo Pu soared into the air, and was thrown out by the old monk.

Boom!

Guo Pu's body directly hit the ground beside him, and fell into a huge dent on the ground. It can be seen how powerful the old monk's vajra body is!
But he didn't vomit blood, he didn't even have any injuries, and he just got up from the ground.

But at this moment, every inch of flesh and skin on his body has turned into pure black visible to the naked eye.

What's even weirder is that he has an extra eye.

The remaining two eyes turned into inverted triangle-like pupils, and dense scales could be seen under the skin.

With a blank expression on his face, he walked towards the old monk.

Four eyes facing each other.

The old Taoist priest stood beside him with a pale face. He picked up his severed arm, patted it upwards with his fly whisk, and the severed arm actually caught it.

Taoism is mysterious.

"Amitabha, for the sake of obsession, you are willing to use the dragon essence like this. I have to admire your courage!"

"It's a pity that you will be buried here today!"

Facing the dead Guo Pu, the old monk sighed, held the Zen stick in his hand, his face suddenly became ferocious, and he stepped out the next moment.

"Old friend, let me help you!"

Wei Junche, who was standing at the back, instantly raised a steelyard in his hand, and his surroundings were immediately surrounded by an invisible river of water, with great momentum.

"Heavy as Mount Tai!"

Then, the person shouted again.

The waters of this great river turned mountains and seas, as if carrying the pressure of a huge mountain of [-] tons, it fell directly on top of Guo Pu's head.

Tang Xuan held his breath, the sum of these two blows was not weaker than the Dao Emperor's full blow!
How should Guo Pu resist?