The third young master Ling Xiao felt the extremely terrifying murderous intent. The strength of the Heavenly Du Daoist has always been unfathomable. Since the death of the Lord of Heavenly Capital, this woman has become a nightmare in Miluo Palace!

The six young masters in Miluo Palace have met her, but they have been repeatedly frustrated in the confrontation with her. Even the eldest prince and the Supreme Master did not take any advantage in front of her!

This traitor did not take action to stop him from removing Qin Mu's children, but rather to find a chance to get rid of him!

The third young master Ling Xiao has the Taoist spear in his hand and is carrying Ling Xiao Palace. He stepped on the Daluo Heaven, the Taoist trees are lush, and the Taoist fruits form the major heavens. He uses all means to bring what he has learned and realized to the extreme!

However, Ling Tianzun's attack made him desperate.

Ling Tianzun did not crack his moves, but instead used his magical powers on his own, but his magical powers were disintegrated and destroyed by Ling Tianzun's magical powers.

At this moment, he finally believed that there was a gap between people.

Even if they are the most powerful geniuses, the gap between them may be the pearl of rice grains and the glory of sun and moon.

Just as his magical powers were broken and peach blossoms invaded his Daluo Heaven, the peach blossoms suddenly dissipated. Ling Tianzun suddenly stopped his move when he was about to defeat or even kill him!

The third young master Ling Xiao's eyes were clear and bright, and his whole body was sweating like slurry. The Taoist gun in his hand had become broken and mottled rust marks were everywhere.

The corners of his eyes trembled violently. Although his current strength is not as good as his peak period, it is not a small matter. However, he only has despair when facing Ling Tianzun!

Ling Tianzun pulled up the peach tree, which turned into a hairpin, looked carefully behind him, slowly retreated, and disappeared in the great disaster of destruction.

The third young master Ling Xiao turned around and saw the Miluo Palace in the 14th century.

In Miluo Palace, a Taoist tree stands tall and tall, with a canopy like a cover, protecting the enlightened people in Yujing City.

Under the Taoist tree, a familiar figure stood there, looking at him from afar.

The third young master Ling Xiao couldn't help but burst into tears in his eyes, and he bowed: "Teacher."

The figure under the tree was the owner of Miluo Palace. At the end of the 14th century, when the Great Destruction Calamity broke out, it was tried to save people.

Ling Xiao still remembers that scene.

The teacher tried to save everyone, but failed and was very down. He and other miraculous people in the Mira Palace tried every possible way to save sentient beings, but they were again frustrated, which was a huge blow to him.

Apart from those who have attained enlightenment, the Mira Palace cannot save anyone.

At that time, he and other young masters went to comfort the teacher. Although the owner of Miluo Palace was depressed, he showed a hint of relief when he saw him and said something meaningful to him.

The owner of Miluo Palace said that he could not save sentient beings, but saved Ling Xiao.

The third young master Ling Xiao didn't understand the slightest bit of this sentence at that time, but now he figured it out.

It was the teacher's appearance that scared away Ling Tianzun, the traitor, and thus saved him.

But when he figured this out, three cosmic periods had passed since the owner of Miro Palace saved him.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will inherit your philosophy!"

The third young master turned around and continued to pursue Qin Mu: "I will never let your Taoist dynasty disappear, I will continue along your path! I will never let anyone ruin your Taoist dynasty!"

The Thirteenth Chronicle destroyed the catastrophe. In the long river of chaos, the world trees were towering, covering the vast river. The old man Wuya appeared from nowhere, sat in a chaotic pool, and took a bath in the long river of chaos.

The old man was big and naked, and his body was white. He was soaked in the chaotic pool and was rubbing the mud, which was very eye-catching.

The third young master Ling Xiao's face darkened, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes, not wanting to be defiled.

"The third brother of Miluo Palace, I just met your seventh brother."

While rubbing the mud, the old man Wuya laughed and said, "I let him go. The child in his wife's belly is not yet mature. I think this child will be of great use in the future, so I let him go and wait quietly for the saint child to come to the world. Why do you have to be so persistent? You must take the life of the saint child?"

The third young master felt awe-inspiring in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Are you the old man Wuya 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 pay attention to your moral integrity!"

Old Man Wuya slowly put on his clothes and laughed: "Clothes are just a burden created by you strange lives. What is the difference between wearing them or not? The third brother of Miluo Palace, you can go back to the past, why can't I? I can't understand my way. I can go back to any cosmic period in the past. The universe is born with me, not me with the universe. This is the world tree, this is me! It is a big event for the saint child to come to the world, and I have to kick it."

The third young master waited for him to put on his clothes, then put down his hand covering his eyes and said lightly: "You will return to the thirteenth century and your cultivation strength will be greatly damaged, so you may not be able to stop me. I miss you as a senior. If you don't lose your face, you can get out of the way and you can still protect your face."

The old man Wuya laughed loudly. Before his laughter fell, the third young master had already killed the general and did not talk nonsense to him.

The two fought in the long river of chaos. After a while, the old man Wuya suddenly fled and disappeared without a trace. The voice came from nowhere: "Mi Luo Palace Third, my injury has not healed, so I won't care about you!"

The third young master Ling Xiao was exhausted and excitedly rushed forward: "You must never let Lao Qi take the child to see the teacher!"

He came to the 12th Chronicle Universe, and his pain disappeared immediately. His cultivation strength also recovered from his peak state in the 12th Chronicle. He swept away his previous decline and thought to himself: "No one is stopping me again now, right?"

Behind him, there were only four Taoist fruits left on the Taoist tree.

But his Taoist Hall is still there. As long as the Taoist Hall is there, he will still be the third son of the Miluo Palace, an existence that has achieved the highest achievement of Taoist magic and supernatural powers!

On the long river of chaos in the twelfth century, a giant was waiting for him with an axe.

The third young master Ling Xiao's face changed slightly.

Giant is too easy!

This old rival should be Qin Mu when he passed by here, he found his foot and asked him to come out of the mountain to stop him!

"Lao Qi, you are really a sloppy!"

The third young master Ling Xiao laughed, pointed the gun directly at the giant Taiyi, and rushed forward.

When he climbed onto the other side with injuries and jumped into the river of chaos again, his injuries disappeared again. He carried his body in the eleventh century and chased forward.

Another Taoist fruit on his Taoist tree was missing.

His heart gradually sinks. If Qin Mu enters the long river of destruction in the tenth century, a big event will happen. Tiandu and Miluo Palace last for three cosmic wars!

If he enters the tenth century, his body will no longer be in its peak state.

The fierce battle between Tiandu and Miluo Palace made him linger on him for three cosmic periods.

At that time, it would be difficult to keep Qin Mu.

And the one who left him with Dao wounds was the tragic Taoist in Tiandu, Ling Tianzun!

The reason for all this is the death of the Lord of the Heavenly Capital in the Seventh Chronicle.

If Qin Mu escaped to the Sixth Chronicle, his Lingxiao Palace would disappear. At that time, he had only one Taoist fruit and was no match for Qin Mu at all.

"In this century, you must keep the seventh son in your life no matter what! Otherwise, the chance will become increasingly slim!"

He rushed forward hard and finally caught up with the ship when the Shijin Shibo was about to land. The third young master roared and rushed towards the Shijin Shibo!

When Qin Mu saw him coming, he immediately activated Guixu Lotus and the World Tree to try to mobilize the power to destroy the great catastrophe, but the Chaos River was turbulent!

"Oops!"

His heart was slightly shocked, and he immediately flew up, kicked out, and kicked the stern of the Dushi Golden Boat. The golden boat rushed forward and drove into the chaotic mist.

"Third brother, it was someone else who had been blocking you before."

Qin Mu's feet landed on the Guixu Lotus Platform, mobilizing all power, Hongmeng's vitality, Fu Culture made all the great roads, and turned into a Chaos Sword in his hand, with aura, and he played the sword: "Now it's my turn to stop you!"

The third young master picked up his gun, and the tip of the gun fell behind him, inserted into the Chaos River. His pace became faster and faster. The tip of the gun cut the surface of the Chaos River and turned into two big waves to fly to both sides.

The light in his Lingxiao Palace was as strong as the sunset.

"Nanxiang, kill the wife of the Seventh Young Master!" His voice came.

On the Shijin Shibo, Nan Xiangyuanjun heard his voice and was a little hesitant.

Ling Yuxiu laughed and said, "Sister Nanxiang doesn't want to offend the third son, nor does she want to offend her uncle. You can pretend that you didn't hear it."

When Nan Xiang Yuanjun heard this, he smiled and said, "Mrs. Is a wonderful man, no wonder the seventh prince got married with his wife."

She simply pretended not to hear Mr. Ling Xiao's words, and talked and laughed with Ling Yuxiu.

boom!

The young master Lingxiao and the young master Qin Mu collided on the long river, and the waves rushed over, catching up with the golden ship and hitting the stern, making the golden ship faster.

"Madam, aren't you worried about the Seventh Master?" Nan Xiang looked at her rising belly and looked up and curiously.

Ling Yuxiu smiled and said, "Why should I worry? My uncle is the seventh prince of Miluo Palace. Since he is the seventh prince, he will never die here. Otherwise, how can he become the seventh prince?"

Nan Xiang couldn't help but say, "The third young master doesn't have to kill the seventh young master. He just needs to knock the seventh young master down the river of chaos and let the seventh young master return to the tenth century. At that time, without the protection of the seventh young master, the wife would be in danger."

"If that were the case, it would not be our mother and son who were in danger, but the three young masters." Ling Yuxiu smiled slightly.

Nanxiang is puzzled.

At this moment, the golden ship crossing the world left the 10th century Chaos River, entered the 9th century Chaos River, and sailed into the vast chaos.

"The uncle is not the Seventh Prince now, he is Mu Tianzun. If he is knocked into the past universe, he will become enlightened and become the Seventh Prince."

Ling Yuxiu explained: "After becoming a Taoist, his strength will definitely be above all the young masters, which will definitely make the third master feel a frightened existence. If I were the third master, I would never give him a chance to become enlightened at this time!"

Nanxiang fought a cold war. Looking back, he could not see the situation of the tenth century, and even the fluctuations of magical powers could not be transmitted here.

Soon, an extremely strong aura suddenly came from behind the golden boat. Nan Xiang's face changed slightly, and without thinking, she protected Ling Yuxiu behind her, looked back nervously, and whispered: "Madam, you go into the Golden Palace first to hide!"

Behind the golden ship, a chaotic aura surged, and a tall figure appeared and was approaching the golden ship.

Ling Yuxiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and did not hide in the Golden Palace.

I saw the figure coming from the heavy chaotic fog. It was Qin Mu, covered in blood, covered in wounds, holding a chaotic sword in his hand, full of murderous aura.

Behind him, the Guixu Lotus Platform and the World Tree were also broken. Obviously, the battle on the surface of the Tenth Century River was extremely tragic!

He chased the golden ship, but the murderous aura he emitted was still extremely strong and there was no relaxation!

call!

The Chaos River cracked, and the third young master Ling Xiao was covered in wounds, and he walked out of the long river step by step!

ps: Time~ everything is rotten, the best coach in the village, happy birthday to the two leaders!
Chapter completed!