The third young master, Ling Xiao, sensed extremely terrifying murderous intent. The strength of the blasphemer in Tiandu has always been unpredictable. Since the death of the Lord of Tiandu, this woman has become a nightmare in Miluo Palace!
The six young masters of Miluo Palace have all met her before, but they were repeatedly frustrated in their confrontations with her. Even the eldest prince, the Supreme Prince, did not take any advantage in front of her!
This slanderer did not take action to prevent him from getting rid of Qin Mu's children, but more like looking for an opportunity to get rid of him!
The Third Young Master has the Lingxiao Dao Spear in his hand and carries the Lingxiao Treasure Palace on his back. He has his feet on the Great Luotian, the Dao trees are lush and green, and the Dao fruits form the major heavens. He uses all means to maximize what he has learned!
However, Ling Tianzun's blow made him despair.
Ling Tianzun did not try to decipher his moves, but used his own magical powers on his own, but his magical moves were disintegrated and shattered by Ling Tianzun's magical powers.
At this moment, he finally believed that there was a gap between people.
Even if they are equally the most outstanding geniuses, the gap between them may be as small as a grain of rice and a pearl of sun and moon.
Just when his magical power was broken and the peach blossoms invaded his Da Luo Tian, the peach blossoms suddenly dispersed, and Ling Tianzun suddenly withdrew his attack just when he was about to defeat or even kill him!
Third Young Master Ling Xiao regained clarity before his eyes, he was sweating profusely, and the Taoist gun in his hand had become dilapidated, with mottled rust marks everywhere.
The corners of his eyes were shaking violently. Although his current strength was not as good as at his peak, it was still very important. However, facing Ling Tianzun, there was only despair!
Ling Tianzun uprooted the peach tree, which turned into a hairpin. He looked behind him cautiously, and slowly retreated, disappearing into the great catastrophe of destruction.
Third Young Master Ling Xiao looked back and saw Miluo Palace in the midst of the destruction of the Fourteenth Epoch.
In the Miluo Palace, a Taoist tree stands tall and straight, with a canopy-like crown, protecting the enlightened people in Jade Capital City.
Under the Taoist tree, a familiar figure stood there, looking at him from a distance.
Third Young Master Ling Xiao couldn't help but tears welling up in his eyes. He bowed and said, "Teacher."
The figure under the tree is the owner of Miluo Palace. At the end of the 14th century, when the Great Destruction broke out, he tried to save people.
Ling Xiao still remembers that scene.
The teacher tried to save everyone, but failed, and was very depressed. He and other enlightened people in Miluo Palace tried every means to save all living beings, but they encountered failure again, which was a huge blow to him.
Milo Palace cannot save anyone except the enlightened ones.
At that time, he and other young masters went to comfort the teacher. Although the master of Miluo Palace was depressed, he showed a smile of relief when he saw him and said something meaningful to him.
The master of Miluo Palace said that he failed to save all living beings, but he saved Ling Xiao.
The third young master, Ling Xiao, did not understand a single bit of this sentence at the time, but now he has figured it out.
It was the appearance of the teacher that frightened away the blasphemer Ling Tianzun and allowed him to be rescued.
But when he figured this out, three universes had passed since the owner of Miluo Palace rescued him.
"Teacher, don't worry, I will inherit your ideas!"
The Third Young Master turned around and continued to pursue Qin Mu: "I will never let your orthodoxy disappear, and I will continue to walk along your path! I will never let anyone destroy your orthodoxy!"
In the catastrophe of the Thirteenth Age, in the long river of chaos, the towering World Tree shrouded the immeasurable river. Old Man Wuya appeared from nowhere, sat in a chaotic pool, and took a bath with the water from the long river of chaos.
The old gentleman was fat, naked, and his body was all white. He was soaking in the Chaos Pool and rubbing mud. It was very eye-catching.
Third Young Master Ling Xiao's face darkened, and he raised his hands to cover his eyes, not wanting his eyes to be stained.
"The third child in Miluo Palace, I just met the seventh child in your family."
Old Man Wuya laughed while rubbing the mud: "I let him go. The child in his wife's belly was not yet mature. I thought this child would be of great use in the future, so I let him go and waited quietly.
The Holy Child is born. Why are you so persistent that you must take the Holy Child's life?"
The third young master felt awe-inspiring in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Are you the Wuya old man from the 17th century?"
Old Man Wuya stood up from the Chaos Pool. The Third Young Master hurriedly covered his eyes again and said coldly: "You are a senior, please be polite!"
Old Man Wuya slowly put on his clothes and said with a smile: "Clothes are just a burden made by weird beings like you. What's the difference between wearing them and not wearing them? Mr. Miluo Palace, you can go back to the past. I
Why not? My way is that you cannot understand. I can go back to any cosmic era in the past. The universe is dependent on me, not me dependent on the universe. This is the world tree, this is me! The birth of the Holy Child is a big event.
I have to get involved no matter what."
The Third Young Master waited for him to put on his clothes, and then he put down the hand covering his eyes and said calmly: "You have returned to the Thirteenth Age, and your cultivation and strength have been greatly reduced, so you may not be able to stop me. I think you are a senior, and I will not undermine you.
Face, if you get out of the way, you can still save your face."
Old Man Wuya laughed heartily. Before he could stop laughing, the Third Young Master had already killed him and refused to talk nonsense with him.
The two of them fought in the chaotic river. After an unknown amount of time, old man Wuya suddenly escaped and disappeared without a trace. His voice came from nowhere: "Miluo Palace Third Brother, I am still injured, so I won't care about you!"
The third young master, Ling Xiao, was exhausted, so he cheered up and rushed forward: "We must not let the seventh child take the child to see the teacher!"
When he came to the twelfth era universe, all the pain in his body disappeared immediately, and his cultivation strength returned to his peak state in the twelfth era. After sweeping away the decline just now, he thought: "No one can stop me now.
Bar?"
Behind him, there were only four Dao fruits left on the Dao tree.
But his Dao Palace is still there. As long as the Dao Palace is there, he will still be the third son of Miluo Palace, a being who has achieved the highest achievement of Taoism and magical power!
On the long river of chaos in the twelfth century, a giant was waiting for him with an axe.
Third Young Master Ling Xiao's face changed slightly.
It’s too easy for giants!
This old enemy should have been found by Qin Mu when he passed by here, and he asked him to come out of the mountain to stop him!
"Lao Qi, you are really naughty!"
The third young master, Ling Xiao, laughed heartily, pointed his spear at the giant Tai Yi, and charged forward to kill him.
When he climbed up the other side covered in injuries and jumped into the river of chaos again, his injuries disappeared again, and he chased forward wearing the body of the Eleventh Age.
There is one less Tao Fruit on his Tao tree.
His heart gradually sank. If Qin Mu entered the river of destruction in the tenth era, something big would happen. The war between Tiandu and Miluo Palace lasted for three cosmic eras!
If he enters the tenth century, his physical body will no longer be in its peak state.
The fierce battle between Tiandu and Miluo Palace caused him to suffer from Taoist injuries for three universes.
At that time, it would be difficult to keep Qin Mu.
And the one who left him with Dao injuries was none other than Tiandu’s blasphemer, Ling Tianzun!
The reason for all this is the death of the Lord of Tiandu during the Seventh Epoch.
If Qin Mu escapes to the Sixth Age, his Lingxiao Palace will disappear. At that time, he will only have one Dao Fruit and will not be Qin Mu's opponent at all.
"In this century, we must keep Lao Qi no matter what! Otherwise, the chances will become slimmer and slimmer!"
He rushed forward with all his strength, and finally caught up with the Golden Ship as it was about to land. The Third Young Master roared loudly and rushed towards the Golden Ship!
When Qin Mu saw him coming to kill him, he immediately mobilized the Guixu Lotus and the World Tree, trying to mobilize the power to destroy the catastrophe, but the long river of chaos made no waves!
"Oops!"
His heart was slightly shaken, and he immediately flew up and kicked out, hitting the stern of the golden ship that crossed the world. The golden ship roared forward and sailed into the chaotic mist.
"Lao San, others have been blocking you before."
Qin Mu landed on the Guixu Lotus Platform with his feet, mobilized all his strength, Hongmeng Yuanqi, and Fu Wenwen to create a path, and turned into a chaos sword in his hands. With arrogance and arrogance, he flicked the sword and said: "Now it's my turn to stop you!"
The Third Young Master raised his spear, and the tip of the spear fell behind him and plunged into the Chaos River. His pace became faster and faster. The spear tip cut open the surface of the Chaos River and turned into two big waves flying to both sides.
The light of Dao in his Lingxiao Palace is like clouds, getting stronger and stronger.
"Nanxiang, kill the seventh master's wife!" his voice came.
On the Golden Boat, Nanxiang Yuanjun heard his voice and was a little hesitant.
Ling Yuxiu chuckled and said: "Sister Nanxiang doesn't want to offend the third young master, nor does she want to offend my husband, so you can pretend not to hear."
Hearing this, Lord Yuan of Nanxiang smiled and said, "Madam is a wonderful person. No wonder the Seventh Young Master will marry Madam."
She simply pretended not to hear Mr. Ling Xiao's words and chatted and laughed with Ling Yuxiu.
boom!
Young Master Ling Xiao and Young Master Qin Mu collided on the long river, causing waves to catch up with the golden ship and hit the stern of the ship, making the golden ship go faster.
"Isn't Madam worried about the Seventh Young Master?" Nan Xiang looked at her growing belly, raised his head and asked curiously.
Ling Yuxiu smiled and said: "Why worry? My husband is the seventh son of Miluo Palace. Since he is the seventh son, there is no way he will die here. Otherwise, how can he become the seventh son?"
Nan Xiang couldn't help but said: "The Third Young Master does not need to kill the Seventh Young Master, he only needs to knock the Seventh Young Master down the Chaos River and let the Seventh Young Master return to the Tenth Epoch. At that time, without the protection of the Seventh Young Master, the wife will be in danger
Already."
"In that case, it is not our mother and son who are in danger, but the third young master." Ling Yuxiu smiled slightly.
Nanxiang was puzzled.
At this moment, the golden ship that crossed the world left the long river of chaos in the tenth era, entered the long river of the ninth era, and sailed into the vast chaos.
"My wife is not the Seventh Young Master now, he is now Mu Tianzun. If he is knocked down to the past universe, he will become a Taoist and become the Seventh Young Master."
Ling Yuxiu explained: "After enlightenment, the strength of the foreign master will definitely be higher than that of all the young masters, and it will definitely make the third young master feel frightened. If I were the third young master, I would never give him anything at this time.
A chance to become enlightened!"
Nan Xiang trembled, and when he looked back, he could not see the battle situation in the Tenth Century, and even the fluctuations of supernatural powers could not be transmitted here.
Soon, an unusually strong aura suddenly came from behind the golden ship. Nan Xiang's face changed slightly, and he protected Ling Yuxiu behind him without thinking. He looked back nervously and whispered: "Madam, you first go into the golden palace and hide for a while."
hide!"
Behind the golden ship, the energy of chaos surged, and a tall figure loomed, approaching the golden ship.
Ling Yuxiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and did not hide in the golden palace.
I saw the figure walking out of the heavy fog of chaos. It was Qin Mu. He was covered in blood with wounds everywhere. He was holding a chaos sword in his hand, full of murderous intent.
Behind him, the Guixu Lotus Platform and the World Tree were also in dilapidated condition. Obviously, the battle on the river in the Tenth Epoch was extremely brutal!
He caught up with the golden ship, but the murderous aura emanating from him was still extremely strong, without any relaxation!
call!
The river of chaos split open, and the third young master, Ling Xiao, was covered in wounds and walked out of the river step by step!
ps: Time has corrupted everything, the most handsome man in the village, happy birthday to the two alliance leaders!
I didn’t bring my laptop power supply with me when I went out, and my computer ran out of power. I coded this chapter with my mobile phone, and typed it by hand! I burst into tears~~