The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 81
The little monk with white eyebrows looked a little sad: "It's still a step late, Patriarch, please rest in peace, your relic disciples will take them back to make offerings, and leave the remnants of the blood clan to the little monk to deal with."

"Little monk, you must be dizzy from eating vegetarian food. Just because you want to deal with this deity, who are you! You came just in time, let's give this deity a tooth sacrifice together!"

The leader of the blood clan was so angry that Luoyang had a toothache all over his body. At this moment, he saw a little monk with such a loud tone.

As a result, the little monk didn't even look at him, and slapped him out with a slap, and the blood clan giant flew out in response, spinning continuously in mid-air, and flew out with a mouthful of teeth.

"How is it possible? What is your cultivation level, why do you have such a powerful force!" The leader of the blood clan was terrified, because he hadn't seen how he made the move just now.

Doesn't this mean that his cultivation base is still higher than his own? It's unimaginable. How can there be another guy like this in this poor country!

"Amitabha! Lotus seal!"

The little monk with white eyebrows made a move, and the Buddha's light turned into a blooming lotus flower, and the leader of the rippling blood clan flew out with a light touch. He was seriously injured immediately, and his bones were broken several times.

Then the lotus flew over and wrapped the leader of the vampire. Every petal of the lotus was very tough, no matter how hard the vampire tried its best, it couldn't break free.

Immediately afterwards, a golden bowl fell from mid-air, and took the lotus flower and the power of the blood into it for him.

The little monk Dang Kongtujia sat down cross-legged, kept chanting Buddhist scriptures, and carried out refining. After almost a stick of incense, he stood up, picked up the bowl, and poured out a piece of ashes!
"Thank you little master for killing demons." The empress bowed to the young monk to express her gratitude.

The little monk with white eyebrows put his palms together and bowed down: "Your Majesty, you are serious. Slaying demons and demons is the duty of Buddhist disciples. Your Majesty has worked hard all his life, fighting for the world, and the little monk can't be called His Majesty who has immeasurable merit. "

The Empress looked at the little monk with admiring eyes: "You call Ku Yan Patriarch, so you are from Huamu Temple?"

The little monk with white eyebrows shook his head: "After your Majesty fought the evil spirit religion, the Huamu Temple has already fallen, and the patriarch of the little monk took the remaining disciples to travel to the imperial dynasty."

"Now the little monk is a monk of the King Kong Temple, but one cannot forget one's origin. After many searches, the little monk finally found the place where the patriarch passed away. If he wants to take the golden body back to enshrine, it is good even if there are only relics left."

"No wonder, even if you think about it, this dynasty can't raise a genius like you. The emperor is the right way." The empress nodded and said suddenly.

"Your Majesty, please rest for a while, this seal is no longer strong, and I will wait for the help of the poor monk to strengthen it."

The little monk in yellow yelled, and from his shiny bald head rose one by one scorching suns. They were Dao fruits, and there were ten in total, which represented his amazing cultivation of the tenth heaven of Dao fruits!
In each Dao fruit, there is an Arhat sitting cross-legged, constantly chanting scriptures and blessings, and the Sanskrit sounds are curling.

He waved his hand lightly towards the distance, and the extremely thick mist was torn apart, revealing a hole surrounded by endless brilliance. This is the sealed passage between the two worlds.

But at this moment, these brilliance are constantly swaying, and the blood-colored mist is constantly eroding, and I think it will break out soon!

The white-browed little monk clasped his hands together, and the Buddha's light flourished. A golden alms bowl flew out, getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a diameter of one hundred and eight thousand feet, and blocked the entrance of the hole.

"With the suppression of this alms bowl, coupled with His Majesty's great array of spiritual veins, I think there will be no worries within a hundred years. After a hundred years, the poor monk will definitely be able to completely smash this place and destroy the passage between the two worlds."

The little monk with white eyebrows came and went in a hurry, very arrogant, holding the relic in both hands and left, disappeared between the heaven and the earth with one step.

"I said, is it appropriate for you to be so flirtatious as a monk, and hide your merits and fame? This should be my action!" Luo Yang said a little unconvinced.

Yan Xingyu heaved a sigh of relief: "It's fine with you, he's really awesome, you're pretending to be awesome! That's the existence of Daoguo realm, you dare to rush up, are you dying? "

"I know how much people worry about you. If you don't agree with me, you will die. I don't want to follow you in fear all day long, hum!" Yan Xingyu said angrily.

"Okay, how about you young couple flirting again later?" The empress walked slowly and put the emperor sword in front of Luoyang.

She looked Luoyang up and down: "15 years old, the first stage of rebirth, it's not bad, he is also a genius in this place. But it is still far away, the little monk just now is only around [-]!"

"Look at you, the Dao Fruit is perfect! In five years, you have to rush to the tenth heaven of the Dao Fruit, otherwise you will lose my face and can't beat you to death!"

The empress said with a fierce face: "You hold this sword, but you can't live without a good treasure to protect yourself!"

Luoyang was told by the empress that the head is not the head and the feet are not the feet. What does it mean? Why can't I understand it?

"It's not Your Majesty the Empress. What do you mean, old man? It's not good to give me such a precious thing for no reason." Luo Yang grabbed the Emperor Sword and asked with a shy face.

"Hmph, as expected of being the descendant of that dead ghost, this picture of money lovers is in the same line!" The empress snatched back the emperor sword: "Don't give it to the girl, anyway, the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields."

Yan Xingyu was too ashamed, but she still reached out to take the Emperor Sword, which meant that she admitted that she and Luoyang were a couple, and she couldn't make Luoyang happy.

After delivering the baby, the empress' body trembled, Luoyang felt his blood was boiling, and a kind feeling came from his bones, his blood was throbbing, and he was actually pulled by the woman.

In the end, the extremely rich blood energy spurted out from Tianling, and it turned into ten fish and dragons surrounding the empress, as if there were children and grandchildren around their knees.

"Haha, as expected, your blood is very pure and strong." The empress laughed boldly: "That's right, little guy, you have to practice hard, we still have a day to see you again!"

Before Luoyang could ask his own question, the female emperor's distraction had reached its limit, and disappeared with a puff.

"What's going on here?" Luo Yang said helplessly, "I really want to have a blood relationship with Her Majesty the Empress, but she is a person from millions of years ago. Could it be my grandparents?"

"You care so much, you can have fun with this kind of hero." Yan Xingyu stuffed the Emperor Sword into Luoyang's hand: "This Emperor Sword is too precious, you should take it."

"It's okay, grandma gave it to my daughter-in-law, isn't it good for you to hold it?" Luo Yang gave Yan Xingyu the Emperor Sword again with a bright smile on his face.

"Who is your daughter-in-law, don't talk nonsense! Be careful with your tongue and tongue, she hasn't decided to marry you yet." Yan Xingyu blinked her big eyes.

"If you don't marry me, who will you marry? You're still shy. You can see that I'm not shy. Don't worry, I will treat you well for the rest of my life." Luo Yang said, patting his chest.

"Be good to me forever? I don't even know who you are. The name Fang Zidian is probably fake. I don't believe that the descendants of Elder Fang will have so many good things!" Yan Xingyu hummed Said twice.

Luo Yang scratched his head: "Okay, can't I be honest? If I didn't say it before, it was too late, and I was worried that if I said it, you would ignore me. Now it's all right, and I won't be afraid to run away when my wife is in my hands."

Yan Xingyu was unhappy when he heard it: "What do you mean, could it be some kind of gangster or flower picker?"

Luo Yang shrugged his shoulders: "It's worse than that. As you said, Fang Zidian is not my real name at all. My surname is actually Luo, with the single name Yang, and this is not my true face."

Luoyang's face squirmed back to its original appearance, becoming more handsome and handsome, and the temperament of the whole person became more luxurious and sharp.

"Luoyang, you still have the same name as the emperor of the empire." Yan Xingyu curled his lips: "The real face is more pleasing to the eye than before. Hey, I really want to see your face somewhere."

After a few breaths, Yan Xingyu's eyes widened, and he pointed at Luoyang in disbelief and said, "You are really the emperor of the Han Empire, the nominal Ninth Five-Year Lord, that puppet emperor!"

Luo Yang smiled wryly and nodded: "That's right, I'm afraid I'm the emperor, but the word puppet will be removed soon."

Hearing Luo Yang's confession, Yan Xingyu's expression kept changing, full of complexity and struggle, he was so relieved that he was almost in a daze.

"You can be anyone, even Jiangyang Bandit, but why are you that person? Why?" Yan Xingyu asked with red eyes, crying.

Luo Yang sighed: "It's good fortune to make people, I happen to be him. But so what, isn't the emperor bad? Why do you have prejudice against him?"

"It's not that I'm biased. Don't you know that the sect of the Han Empire and the imperial court are in the same situation, we are enemies, how can we be together!" Yan Xingyu cried.

Luo Yang shook his head, looking extremely determined: "So what, even the chasm of heaven and earth can't stop our affection! Not to mention this small hatred, and there is no deep hatred between the imperial court and the sect!"

"It's just a competition for interests, and the court can also live in harmony with the sect. For example, the Dali Empire in the south is doing very well?"

"As an emperor, I can disregard everything and break this barrier, can't you?" Luo Yang took a step forward and grabbed Yan Xingyu's fragrant shoulder.

"There is no impossible separation between us, it just depends on whether you want it or not. I promise you here that the relationship between the sect and the court will definitely improve."

Yan Xingyu didn't seem to give up on Luoyang either. When Luoyang rushed out to block the blood clan leader for her, she knew that her whole heart belonged to the man in front of her for the rest of her life.

"Are you sure?" Yan Xingyu asked aggrievedly: "The Haoyue Sect is my family, Master is just like my father, I can't lose them."

"Don't worry, darling, you must know that I am the emperor, and living in harmony with Haoyuezong is just a word from me. But you have to make the ancient lord change his view of the court."

Luo Yang tightly hugged Yan Xingyu in his arms, feeling this warm and fragrant nephrite jade, smelling the faint fragrance, his whole soul was complete, that feeling really cannot be described in words.

It's like drinking iced sour plum soup in summer and soaking in hot springs in winter, hugging her is like embracing the whole world.

Yan Xingyu was as gentle as water, leaning his head on Luoyang's firm and powerful chest like a bird clinging to him.

"I heard that Bo Yun in the court is treacherous. Those princes and ministers are like hungry wolves who eat meat but don't spit out their bones. Can you handle it? And I heard that you will go to the Sea Clan to be a proton in a month. How dangerous is it?" ah."

(End of this chapter)