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The third young master Ling Xiao felt an extremely terrifying murderous intent. The strength of the Tiandu blasphemer has always been unfathomable. Ever since the death of the Lord of Tiandu, this woman has become the nightmare of the Miro Palace!

The six princes of the Miro Palace had all met her before, but they were repeatedly defeated in their confrontations with her. Even the eldest prince Tai Shang could not gain any advantage in front of her!

The blasphemer's move was not to stop him from getting rid of Qin Mu's child, but more like he was looking for an opportunity to get rid of him!

The Third Young Master holds the Lingxiao Dao Spear in his hand and carries the Lingxiao Palace on his back. He stands on Daluo Heaven, where Dao trees are lush and green and Dao fruits form the various heavens. He uses all means to bring all he has learned and realized to the extreme!

However, Ling Tianzun's attack made him despair.

Ling Tianzun did not try to break his moves, but instead used his own magical powers. However, his magical moves were disintegrated and destroyed by Ling Tianzun's magical powers.

At this moment, he finally believed that there were gaps between people.

Even if they are both the most outstanding talents, the difference between them may be as small as a grain of rice and as brilliant as the sun and the moon.

Just when his magical power was broken and peach blossoms invaded his Daluotian, the peach blossoms suddenly dispersed. Ling Tianzun suddenly stopped when he was about to defeat or even kill him!

The Third Young Master Ling Xiao regained his clarity of vision, his entire body was covered in sweat, and the Taoist spear in his hand had become tattered and covered in mottled rust marks.

The corners of his eyes trembled violently. Although his current strength was not as good as it was in his peak period, it was still considerable. However, facing Ling Tianzun, he felt only despair!

Ling Tianzun pulled up the peach tree, and the peach tree turned into a hairpin. He looked behind him cautiously, then slowly retreated and disappeared into the catastrophe of destruction.

The Third Young Master Ling Xiao looked back and saw the Miro Palace in the midst of the Fourteenth Era’s catastrophe.

In the Miro Palace, a Taoist tree stands tall, its crown like a canopy, protecting the Taoists in Yujing City.

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

Third Master Ling Xiao couldn't help but burst into tears, and bowed: "Teacher."

The figure under the tree was the master of Miro Palace, who tried to ferry people across when the great destruction broke out at the end of the 14th century.

Ling Xiao still remembers that scene.

The teacher tried to save everyone, but failed and was very depressed. He and other enlightened people in Miro Palace tried every possible way to save all living beings, but they were frustrated again, which was a great blow to him.

Except for those who have attained enlightenment, the Miro Palace cannot save anyone.

At that time, he and other young masters went to comfort their teacher. Although the master of Miro Palace was in low spirits, he showed a relieved smile when he saw him and said something meaningful to him.

The owner of Miro Palace said that he failed to save all living beings, but he saved Ling Xiao.

The Third Young Master Ling Xiao didn't understand this sentence at all at that time, but now he has figured it out.

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

But by the time he figured this out, three cosmic epochs had passed since the master of Miro Palace rescued him.

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

The Third Young Master turned around and continued to chase Qin Mu: "I will never let your Taoism disappear. I will continue along your path! I will never let anyone ruin your Taoism!"

In the thirteenth era of destruction, in the long river of chaos, the World Tree stood tall, covering the infinite river. Old Man Wu Ya appeared from nowhere, sitting in a pool of chaos, taking a bath in the water of the long river of chaos.

The old man was fat, naked, and had a white body. He was soaking in the chaos pool and rubbing the mud. It was quite an eye-catching sight.

The Third Young Master Ling Xiao's face darkened and he raised his hands to cover his eyes, not wanting to be tainted.

"Miro Palace Third Brother, I just saw your Seventh Brother."

While rubbing the mud, Old Man Wu Ya 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 birth of the Holy Child. Why are you so persistent and insist on taking the Holy Child's life?"

The Third Young Master was filled with awe and asked in a deep voice, "Are you the Wu Ya Elder from the seventeenth century?"

When Elder Wuya stood up from the Chaos Pool, the Third Young Master quickly covered his eyes again and said coldly, "You are a senior, be polite!"

Old Man Wuya slowly put on his clothes and laughed, "Clothes are just a burden created by you weird beings. What's the difference between wearing them and not wearing them? Third Brother of Miro Palace, you can go back to the past, so why can't I? My great path is something you can't understand. I can go back to any cosmic era in the past. The universe was born by relying on me, not me relying on the universe. This is the World Tree, and this is me! The birth of the Holy Child is a big event, and I must get involved in it anyway."

The Third Young Master waited until he put on his clothes before he lowered his hand that was covering his eyes and said calmly, "You have returned to the thirteenth era, and your cultivation and strength have been greatly reduced. You may not be able to stop me. I think of you as a senior, so I won't cut your face. If you move aside, you can still save your face."

Old man Wu Ya laughed loudly, but before he finished laughing, the Third Young Master rushed over without wasting time talking to him.

The two fought in the long river of chaos. After an unknown amount of time, old man Wu Ya suddenly fled and disappeared without a trace. A voice came from nowhere: "Miro Palace Third Master, my injuries have not healed yet, so I won't bother with you!"

The Third Young Master Ling Xiao was exhausted, but he pulled himself together and rushed forward: "We must not let the Seventh Young Master take the child to see the teacher!"

When he arrived at the 12th Epoch Universe, all his injuries disappeared instantly, and his cultivation strength also recovered to his peak state in the 12th Epoch, sweeping away the previous decline. He thought to himself, "No one will stop me now, right?"

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

But his Taoist Temple is still there. As long as it is there, he will still be the third son of the Miro Palace, an existence that has achieved the highest achievement in Taoism and magical powers!

On the Chaos River of the 12th Age, a giant holding an axe was waiting for him.

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

Giants are too easy!

This old enemy must have been found when Qin Mu passed by here, and asked him to come out to stop him!

"Seventh Brother, you are really cunning!"

The third young master Ling Xiao laughed loudly, pointed his spear at the giant Taiyi, and rushed forward to kill him.

By the time he climbed to the other side covered in wounds and jumped into the chaotic river again, his injuries disappeared again, and he chased forward in his eleventh-century body.

There was one less fruit on his Tao tree.

His heart sank gradually. If Qin Mu had entered the long river of destruction of the tenth epoch, something big would have happened. The war between Tiandu and Miluo Palace had lasted for three cosmic epochs!

If he were allowed to enter the Tenth Era, his physical body would no longer be in peak condition.

The fierce battle between Tiandu and Miluo Palace left him with Dao injuries that plagued him for three cosmic eras.

It would be difficult to keep Qin Mu at that time.

The one who left him with the Dao injury was none other than the blasphemer of Tiandu, Ling Tianzun!

The reason for all this is the death of the Lord of Tiandu in the seventh era.

If Qin Mu escapes to the Sixth Epoch, his Lingxiao Palace will disappear. At that time, he will only have a Dao Fruit and will not be a match for Qin Mu at all.

"In this era, we must keep Old Seven no matter what! Otherwise, the chances will become increasingly slim!"

He rushed forward with all his might, and finally caught up with the Golden Ship when it was about to land. The Third Young Master let out a long roar and rushed towards the Golden Ship!

When Qin Mu saw him coming to kill him, he immediately activated the Guixu Lotus and the World Tree, trying to mobilize the power of the catastrophe, but the long river of chaos was not disturbed!

“Oh no!”

His heart trembled slightly, and he immediately flew up and kicked at the stern of the golden ship. The golden ship roared forward and sailed into the chaotic fog.

"Third brother, it was always others who blocked you before."

Qin Mu landed his feet on the Guixu Lotus Platform and mobilized all his strength. The Hongmeng Yuanqi and the Rune Culture formed a road and turned it into a Chaos Sword in his hand. He was full of arrogance and flicked the sword, saying, "Now it's my turn to stop you!"

The Third Young Master raised his spear, with the tip of the spear falling behind him and inserted into the Long River of Chaos. His steps became faster and faster, and the tip of the spear cut the surface of the Long River of Chaos, turning into two huge waves that flew to both sides.

The light of Taoism in his Lingxiao Palace was like clouds, becoming increasingly intense.

"Nan Xiang, kill the Seventh Young Master's wife!" his voice came.

On the golden ship, Nan Xiangyuanjun heard his voice and hesitated.

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 you didn't hear it."

Nanxiang Yuanjun heard this and said with a smile: "Madam is a wonderful person, no wonder the Seventh Young Master would marry Madam."

She simply pretended not to hear what Master Ling Xiao said and chatted and laughed with Ling Yuxiu.

boom!

Young Master Ling Xiao and Young Master Qin Mu collided on the long river, and the waves they raised rushed over, caught up with the golden boat, and hit the stern, making the golden boat go faster.

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

Ling Yuxiu smiled and said, "Why worry? My husband is the Seventh Prince of the Miro Palace. If he is the Seventh Prince, then he will never die here. Otherwise, how can he be the Seventh Prince?"

Nan Xiang couldn't help but say: "The Third Young Master doesn't have to kill the Seventh Young Master. He only needs to knock the Seventh Young Master into the Chaos River and let the Seventh Young Master return to the Tenth Epoch. At that time, without the Seventh Young Master's protection, Madam will be in danger."

"If that happens, the one in danger is not us mother and son, but the Third Young Master." Ling Yuxiu smiled slightly.

Nan Xiang was puzzled.

At this moment, the golden ship left the Tenth Century Chaos River, entered the Ninth Century River, and sailed into the vast chaos.

"My husband is not the Seventh Young Master yet. He is now the Lord of Heaven. When he is cast down to the past universe, he will attain enlightenment and become the Seventh Young Master."

Ling Yuxiu explained: "After my husband achieves enlightenment, his strength will definitely surpass all the other young masters, and he will definitely make the Third Young Master feel terrified. If I were the Third Young Master, I would never give him the opportunity to achieve enlightenment at this time!"

Nan Xiang shuddered and looked back, but he could not see the battle situation of the Tenth Century, and even the fluctuations of magical powers could not be transmitted here.

Soon, an unusually strong smell suddenly came from behind the ferry. Nan Xiang's face changed slightly, and without thinking, he protected Ling Yuxiu behind him, looked back nervously, and whispered: "Madam, you go into the golden palace first and hide!"

Behind the golden ship, chaotic energy surged, and a tall figure was looming, approaching the golden ship.

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

I saw a figure walking out from the heavy chaotic fog. It was Qin Mu, covered in blood and wounds. 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 ruins. It was obvious that the battle on the Tenth Epoch River was extremely brutal!

He caught up with the golden boat, but the murderous aura he exuded was still extremely strong, without any relaxation!

call!

The Chaos River split open, and the Third Young Master Ling Xiao, covered in wounds, walked out of the river step by step!

ps: Time has corrupted everything. Happy birthday to the two leaders, the most handsome man in the village!

I didn't bring my laptop power bank when I went out, and my computer ran out of power. I typed this chapter on my phone, purely by hand! Tears welling up~~