The lord of the Dao Palace, the real name, is called Qingyangzi.

It's just that in the Dao Palace, there are very few people who dare to call him by his name.

Only the powerhouses of the same generation, such as the Heavenly Ling Monarch, dared to call it that.

After the words of the Lord of the Dao Palace fell, Jiang Mo felt that a vast power of the Great Emperor poured into the Temple of the Dead Immortals.

"It's so strong!"

sighed with emotion, and then he saw that with a wave of the Dao Palace's master robe, the Holy Soul Brand of the Immortal Temple was completely forced out.

That Tianling Monarch had also reached the realm of the Great Emperor, so even if it was a Holy Soul Imprint, it was not something that Jiang Mo could bear.

The Holy Soul Imprint of the Heavenly Ling Monarch was like an entity, wearing a golden robe, giving people a majestic temperament.

"Qingyangzi, do you really want to provoke a war between the Earth Absolute Palace and the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace?" This Holy Soul Brand of the Heavenly Ling Monarch also contains the power of his deity, if it is destroyed, it will have a certain impact on his deity.

Therefore, the Tianling Monarch wanted to force the Lord of the Dao Palace by exerting pressure, but he did not dare to make a move.

"As early as when you planted that dark chess in my Heavenly Saint Dao Palace, this war was inevitable!"

"Now, it's just a little bit earlier!"

The Lord of the Dao Palace looked at Jiang Mo and said, "You leave here first." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Mo nodded, not recklessly.

He knew that this kind of emperor-level battle was definitely not something he could watch.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mo's body moved, and he flew out of the Temple of the Dead Immortals.

"Little one, you're very nice. ”

The white-haired old man of Tianji flew down from the void and said with a smile.

In fact, this old man, if he hadn't devoted himself to studying the Heavenly Machine Technique, with his strength, he would have advanced to the realm of the Great Emperor a long time ago.

"Thank you seniors for the compliment. Jiang Mo humbly bowed his hand.

The monks who were able to enter this ninth-level space were not the ones who were idle?

Jiang Mo naturally didn't dare to make a mistake.

Just as Jiang Mo was talking to the old man of Tianji, he heard a loud rumbling sound coming from the Temple of the Dead Immortals.

"What a terrible wave. Jiang Mo gasped, his figure flashed, and he hurriedly avoided the shock fluctuations.

With a wave of dust in the old man's hand, a circle of Yuanli high walls was suddenly formed, blocking the aftermath of the battle.

I saw a series of brilliant beams of light radiating outward from the Immortal Immortal Temple, making the entire Heavenly Saint Pagoda shrouded in it.

"The power of the Great Emperor level is really endless, I don't know if the palace master can completely kill that strong man!" Jiang Mo said as he stared at the Temple of the Dead Immortals.

"Little guy, you also underestimate the palace master. ”

"The time when the palace master was promoted to the Great Emperor was even older than that Ling Monarch. What's more, inside, this is a holy soul brand of the Tianling Sovereign. ”

"If it weren't for the worries, the Temple of the Dead Immortals would have been destroyed, and the palace master would have killed him a long time ago. The old man stroked his beard and said lightly.

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Mo was also relieved.

At this time, I saw a thick beam of light flying out of the Temple of the Dead Immortals.

I saw that the Holy Soul Brand of the Heavenly Ling Monarch was beaten to pieces, and it was about to disperse at any time.

"Qingyangzi, the deity will remember this great gift, and in the future, I must repay it a hundred times more from your Heavenly Saint Dao Palace!"

"If you have the courage to do so, you might as well let the horse come!"

The Lord of the Dao Palace made a brilliant handprint, and among the handprints, there were ancient patterns intertwined, releasing waves of destruction.

Bang!

This time, the Heavenly Ling Sovereign's Holy Soul Imprint was completely shattered away, turning into points of light and dissipating between heaven and earth.

At the same time, in the Earth Absolute Palace, hundreds of thousands of miles away, the Heavenly Ling Sovereign's deity, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body trembled violently.

"This Qingyangzi, in just a hundred years, has improved his strength so much!"

"I guess it's already reached that level!"

Tianling Monarch opened his eyes, and there was a cold look in his eyes.

The killing of that Holy Soul Brand had a great impact on his body, and he would need to recuperate for at least half a year before he could recover.

However, the Holy Soul Brand was destroyed, and it was not without any benefit, at least through this battle, the Tianling Monarch roughly mastered the strength level of Qingyangzi.

The Heavenly Ling Monarch sat quietly in place, and after recovering for a full hour, he pushed open an ancient stone door.

After the stone door was pushed open, a thick bloody aura rushed out from the inside, making people sick.

I saw that in this stone room, there was a forest of white bones, as if it was a mass grave.

The Heavenly Ling Monarch formed a strange seal in his hands, and at the same time, he chanted an unfamiliar incantation in his mouth, as if calling for something.

In this way, after about a stick of incense, the blood in the blood pool began to tumble, and a vast breath seemed to wake up from it!

A big black snake rose from the blood pool, and its indifferent snake eyes stared at the Tianling Monarch.

"My lord!"

Seeing the indifferent gaze of the great snake, the Tianling Monarch left and knelt down, his hands folded, extremely reverent.

"What did you call me?" the serpent did not open its mouth, but it made a sound, which seemed strange.

"My lord, believers need your strength. The Tianling Monarch took a deep breath and then spoke.

"Find another 100,000 monks and throw them into the blood pool, and then you can use my power!"

The serpent coldly dropped a word, then turned around and sank into the pool of blood again.

Hearing the words '100,000 monks', the Tianling Sovereign's eyelids twitched, this was not a small number.

However, at the thought of being able to borrow the power of that 'Saint Venerable', the Heavenly Ling Monarch gritted his teeth and had already made up his mind.

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In the Heavenly Saint Tower, after the Lord of the Dao Palace had destroyed the Holy Soul Imprint, he walked out and looked at Jiang Mo's body.

"Little one, with a little more effort, if you can cross the tenth floor of the Heavenly Saint Tower, you will be able to surpass this seat. ”

Jiang Mo smiled slightly and said, "The disciple naturally did his best. ”

"The Temple of the Dead Immortals ......"

"Don't worry, this level of treasure, although it is very precious. However, this seat is not yet stingy enough to take it for himself. The Lord of the Dao Palace smiled heartily, and immediately a strange force enveloped it.

He carefully probed the Temple of the Dead Immortals, and after confirming that there was no danger inside, he threw it to Jiang Mo.

"Thank you Palace Master!" Jiang Mo withdrew the Immortal Temple and arched his hand.

"Alright, let's go back too, don't bother him. If it weren't for the appearance of the Heavenly Ling Monarch, this seat would not have made a move. ”

The Lord of the Dao Palace and the Old Man of the Heavenly Machine, with a smile, left this space.

Seeing the two leaving, Jiang Mo took a deep breath, his body moved, and rushed to the tenth floor.

Outside the Tiansheng Tower, the old man of Tianji looked at him with curiosity and said, "Palace Master, you were defeated on the tenth floor back then! I don't know if this little guy can break your record!"

"Hehe, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, this kid is estimated to be enough!"

The Lord of the Dao Palace smiled, and there was a look of memory in his eyes......

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