The third prince Ling Xiao felt an incomparably terrifying killing machine, the strength of the Heavenly Capital Blasphemer has always been unfathomable, since the death of the Lord of the Heavenly Capital, this woman has become a nightmare for the Miluo Palace!

The six sons of the Miluo Palace have all encountered her, but they have been repeatedly frustrated in the confrontation with her, and even the eldest prince Taishang has not taken any advantage in front of her!

This blasphemer made a move, not to prevent him from getting rid of Qin Mu's child, but more like looking for an opportunity to get rid of him!

The third prince Lingxiao Dao gun in his hand, carrying the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, he stepped on the Da Luo Tian, the Dao tree was lush, and the Dao fruit formed the major heavens, using all means to give full play to what he had learned and understood to the extreme!

However, Ling Tianzun's blow made him desperate.

Ling Tianzun didn't crack his moves, but instead used his own supernatural powers, but his supernatural moves collapsed and shattered in Ling Tianzun's supernatural powers.

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

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

Just when his divine power was broken and the peach blossoms invaded his Daluo Heaven, suddenly the peach blossoms dispersed, and Ling Tianzun suddenly retracted when he was about to defeat or even kill him!

The third prince Ling Xiao regained his clarity in front of his eyes, sweating like pulp, and the Dao spear in his hand had become dilapidated, and there were mottled rust marks everywhere.

The corners of his eyes trembled violently, although his current strength was not as good as his peak, it was not trivial, but in the face of Ling Tianzun, he only had despair!

Ling Tianzun pulled up the peach tree, the peach tree turned into a hairpin, and looked cautiously behind him, his figure slowly retreated, hidden in the catastrophe of destruction.

The third prince Ling Xiao turned around and saw the Miluo Palace in the Fourteenth Age Destruction Tribulation.

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

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

The third son, Ling Xiao, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, and bowed down: "Teacher." ”

The figure under the tree was the owner of the Miro Palace, who tried to cross people at the end of the Fourteenth Century, when the Great Apocalypse broke out.

Ling Xiao still remembers that scene.

The teacher tried to save everyone, but failed, and he was very disappointed. He and the other Mira Palace Enlightened Beings tried every means to try to save sentient beings, but they were defeated again, which hit him hard.

Except for the enlightened ones, Milo Palace could not save anyone.

At that time, he and the other sons went to comfort the teacher, and although the master of the Miluo Palace was depressed, he showed a smile of relief when he saw him, and said a meaningful word to him.

The master of Miluo Palace said that he failed to save sentient beings, but he saved Ling Xiao.

The third son, Ling Xiao, didn't understand a trace of this sentence at the time, but now he has figured it out.

It was the appearance of the teacher that frightened away Ling Tianzun, a blasphemous, that allowed him to be rescued.

It's just that when he figured this out, three cosmic epochs had passed since the master of Miluo Palace rescued him.

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

The third prince turned around and continued to pursue Qin Mu: "I will never let your Dao system disappear, I will continue to walk along your path! I will never let anyone corrupt your Dao system!"

In the thirteenth century, in the midst of the chaotic long river, the world tree is majestic, shrouding the immeasurable river, and the endless old man appears out of nowhere, sitting in a chaotic pool, taking a bath in the river water in the chaotic river.

The old gentleman was fat, naked, and white, soaking in the chaos pool, rubbing mud, very spicy.

The third son, Ling Xiao's face sank, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes, not wanting to defile his eyes.

"The third child of Miluo Palace, I just met the seventh child of your family. ”

The old man of Boundless rubbed the mud and laughed at the same time, "I let him go." The child in his wife's womb was not yet mature, and I thought that this child would be of great use in the future, so I let him go and waited quietly for the Holy Child to come into the world. Why are you so persistent in taking the life of a holy child?"

The third prince was awe-inspiring in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "You are the boundless old man of the seventeenth century?"

The old man stood up from the chaos pool, and the third prince hurriedly covered his eyes again, and said coldly: "You are a senior, pay attention to your physique!"

The old man of Boundless slowly put on his clothes, and said with a smile: "Clothes are just a burden made up by you strange beings, what is the difference between wearing and not wearing? The universe is born dependent on me, not dependent on me, this is the World Tree, this is me! The Holy Child's incarnation is a big event, so I have to intervene in it. ”

The third prince waited for him to put on his clothes, then put down the hand covering his eyes, and said lightly: "If you go back to the thirteenth era, your cultivation will be greatly damaged, and you may not be able to stop me." I read that you are a senior, if you don't cut your face, you get out of the way, and you can save your face. ”

The endless old man laughed, before his laughter fell, the third prince had already killed him, and he didn't talk nonsense with him.

The two fought in the long river of chaos, and after a long time, the old man suddenly disappeared and disappeared without a trace, and the voice came from nowhere: "The third child of Miluo Palace, my injuries have not healed, so I don't care about you!"

The third son, Ling Xiao, was exhausted, and rushed forward with high spirits: "You must not let the seventh child take the child to see the teacher!"

When he came to the Twelfth Age Universe, the pain disappeared suddenly, and his cultivation strength returned to his peak state in the Twelfth Age, swept away the decline just now, and said in his heart: "Now there is no one to stop me, right?"

Behind him, there were only four Dao Fruits left on the Dao Tree.

But his Dao Hall is still there, as long as the Dao Hall is there, he is still the third prince of Miluo Palace, and he is an existence that has reached the supreme achievement of Dao Law and Divine Power!

In the chaos of the Twelfth Age, a giant with an axe awaited him.

The third son, Ling Xiao's face changed slightly.

Giants are too easy!

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

"Old Seven, you're really slippery!"

The third son, Ling Xiao, laughed, pointed his spear at the giant Taiyi, and brazenly stepped forward.

When he crawled to the other bank covered in injuries and jumped into the chaos again, the injuries disappeared again, and he chased forward in the body of the Eleventh.

There was another Dao Fruit missing from his Dao Tree.

One of his hearts gradually sank, if Qin Mu entered the long river of destruction of the tenth era, a major event would happen, and the battle between Tiandu and Miluo Palace lasted for three cosmic eras!

If he was allowed to enter the Tenth Age, his physical body would no longer be at its peak.

The fierce battle between Tiandu and Miluo Palace made him haunt him for three cosmic epochs.

At that time, if you want to keep Qin Mu, it will be difficult.

And the one who left him with a Dao wound was none other than the Dao blasphemer of Tiandu, Ling Tianzun!

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

If Qin Mu escaped to the Sixth Age, then his Lingxiao Treasure Hall would disappear, and at that time he only had one Dao Fruit, and he was not Qin Mu's opponent at all.

"In this era, no matter what, you have to leave the old seven! Otherwise, the chances are getting slimmer and slimmer!"

He rushed forward with all his might, and finally caught up with the ship when it was about to land, and the third prince roared and rushed towards the golden boat!

When Qin Mu saw him killing, he immediately urged the Returning Ruins Lotus and the World Tree to try to mobilize the power of the Great Tribulation, but the long river of chaos could not make waves!

"Oops!"

His heart shook slightly, and his body immediately flew up, and he kicked out and kicked it on the stern of the golden ship of the world, and the golden ship roared forward, sailing into the chaotic mist.

"Third child, it has always been others who have blocked you before. ”

Qin Mu's feet landed on the lotus platform of Guiru, mobilized all his strength, Hongmeng Yuanqi and Fu Culture made all avenues, turned into a chaotic sword in his hand, and was full of arrogance, and flicked his sword: "Now it's my turn to stop you!"

The third prince lifted the gun, the tip of the gun fell behind him, inserted into the long river of chaos, his steps became faster and faster, and the tip of the gun cut the surface of the long river of chaos, turning into two big waves and flying to both sides.

The light in his Lingxiao Treasure Hall was like a glow, and it became more and more intense.

"Nan Xiang, kill the wife of the Seventh Prince!" his voice came.

On the boat of Dushijin, Nanxiang Yuanjun heard his voice and hesitated.

Ling Yuxiu sneered and said, "Sister Nanxiang doesn't want to offend the third son, and she doesn't want to offend her grandson, so she can pretend not to hear it." ”

When Nanxiang Yuanjun heard this, he smiled and said: "Madame is a wonderful person, no wonder the seventh prince will marry Madame." ”

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

Rumble!

Gongzi Lingxiao and Gongzi Qin Mu collided on the long river, and the waves set off rushed in, caught up with the golden boat, and hit the stern, making the golden boat faster.

"Isn't Madam worried about the Seventh Prince?" Nan Xiang looked at her bulging lower abdomen and looked up curiously.

Ling Yuxiu smiled: "Why worry, the outer son is the seventh prince of Miluo Palace, since he is the seventh prince, then it is impossible for him to die here, otherwise how can he become the seventh prince?"

Nan Xiang couldn't help but say: "The third prince doesn't have to kill the seventh prince, he just needs to knock the seventh prince down the chaotic river and let the seventh prince return to the tenth era." At that time, without the protection of the Seventh Prince, the lady was in danger. “

"If that's the case, it's not our mother and son who are in danger, but the third son. Ling Yuxiu smiled slightly.

Nanxiang was puzzled.

At this moment, the Golden Boat left the Tenth Age Chaos River, entered the Ninth Age River, and sailed into the vast chaos.

"My grandson is not the Seventh Prince now, he is now Mu Tianzun. If he is defeated to the past universe, he will become enlightened and become the Seventh Son. “

Ling Yuxiu explained: "After becoming enlightened, the strength of the outer son will definitely surpass all the sons, and it is definitely an existence that makes the third son feel frightened. If I were the third son, I would never give him a chance to become enlightened at this time!"

Nanxiang fought a cold war, and when he looked back, he couldn't see the battle situation of the Tenth Age, and even the fluctuations of his supernatural powers could not be transmitted here.

Soon, behind the golden boat, there was a sudden unusually strong breath. Nan Xiang's face changed slightly, and without thinking, he protected Ling Yuxiu behind him, looked nervously behind him, and said in a low voice: "Madam, you go into the Golden Palace first to hide!"

Behind the golden ship, chaotic qi 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 that figure coming from the heavy chaotic mist, it was Qin Mu, covered in blood, with wounds all over his body, holding a chaotic sword in his hand, with a murderous aura.

Behind him, the Returning Ruins Lotus Platform and the World Tree were also dilapidated, and it was obvious that the battle on the surface of the Tenth River was extremely tragic!

He caught up with the golden ship, but the murderous aura he exuded was still extremely strong, and there was no relaxation!

Call!

The long river of chaos cracked, and the third prince Ling Xiao was covered in injuries, and walked out of the long river step by step!

ps: Time ~ decays everything, the first handsome in the village, happy birthday to the two alliance leaders!

The house pig went out without a laptop power supply, the computer ran out of power, this chapter is a mobile phone code word, pure hand play! tears ~ ~