Chapter 1785
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Third Young Master Ling Xiao felt an incomparably terrifying murderous intent. The power of the blasphemer of Heaven Capital had always been unfathomable. Ever since the death of the master of Heaven Capital, this woman had become the nightmare of Mi Luo Palace!
The six young masters of Mi Luo Palace had all met her before, but they had all suffered setbacks. Even Eldest Young Master Grand Elder couldn't gain any advantage in front of her!
This blasphemer hadn't made a move to stop him from getting rid of Qin Mu's child, it was more like she was looking for a chance to get rid of him!
Third Young Master Ling Xiao held his Dao Spear and carried his Numinous Sky Hall. He stepped on the Great Overarching Heaven, his Dao Tree was lush, and his Dao fruits formed heavens. He used all his methods to unleash everything he had learned to the extreme!
Yet Celestial Venerable Ling's strike made him despair.
Celestial Venerable Ling didn't break his move and instead executed her own divine art. However, his divine art moves crumbled under Celestial Venerable Ling's divine art.
At this moment, he finally believed that there was a difference between people.
Even if they were both top-notch geniuses, the difference between them could be the difference between a grain of rice and the essence of the sun and moon.
Just as his divine art was broken and the peach blossoms invaded his Great Overarching Heaven, the peach blossoms suddenly scattered. Celestial Venerable Ling actually pulled back just as she was about to defeat or even kill him!
Third Young Master Ling Xiao's eyes regained clarity, and he was sweating profusely. The Dao Spear in his hand was already broken and covered in rust.
The corners of his eyes trembled violently. Even though his current power couldn't be compared to his peak, it was still no small matter. Yet he could only feel despair when facing Celestial Venerable Ling!
Celestial Venerable Ling uprooted the peach tree, and it transformed into a hairpin. She looked behind him cautiously, and her figure slowly retreated, disappearing into the calamity.
Third Young Master Ling Xiao turned back and saw Mi Luo Palace in the calamity of the fourteenth epoch.
In Mi Luo Palace, a Dao Tree stood tall with a canopy that protected the Dao cultivators of the Jade Capital.
Under that Dao Tree, a familiar figure stood there, looking at him from afar.
Third Young Master Ling Xiao couldn't help tearing up, and he bowed. "Teacher."
The figure under the Dao Tree was the master of Mi Luo Palace. At the end of the fourteenth epoch, he tried to save people when the calamity of the calamity broke out.
Ling Xiao remembered that scene.
The teacher tried to save everyone, but he still failed. He was extremely down and out. He and the other Dao cultivators of the Dao cultivators of Mi Luo Palace tried tried......
Other than those who had achieved the Dao, Mi Luo Palace could not save anyone.
At that time, he and the other young masters had gone to comfort their teacher. Even though the master of Mi Luo Palace had a dispirited Dao heart, he still revealed a gratified smile when he saw him and said something meaningful to him.
The master of Mi Luo Palace said that he was unable to save all living beings, but he saved Ling Xiao.
At that time, Third Young Master Ling Xiao didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but now he understood.
Ling Ling Xiao... Ling Ling Master Ling Ling was.. Ling Ling Ling Ling..
Ling Ling Ling ''s Master, Luo, Master.. Mu Master Tian Luo Palace' Luo Of Mi Luo Luo Master. Master Master........
I.... I. Ling Me. will Of..
The third young master turned around and continued to chase after Qin Mu. "I will definitely not let your orthodoxy disappear, I will continue walking down your path! . and I will not let anyone corrupt your Dao!
During the Destruction Tribulation of the Thirteenth Epoch, within the River of Primordial Chaos, the towering World Tree loomed over the boundless river. Old Man Limitless appeared out of nowhere, sitting in a pool of primordial chaos and bathing in the river's water.
That old man's body was fat, not wearing a single bit of clothing, his body shining white. He was currently soaking in the primal chaos pool, currently rubbing mud, extremely unpleasant to the eyes.
Master Ling Xiao's face darkened, and he covered his eyes. He didn't want his eyes to be tainted.
"Third Son of Mi Luo Palace, I saw your seventh son just now."
Old Man Wu Ya chuckled as he rubbed mud. "I let him go. The child in his wife's womb isn't mature yet. I see that he will be of great use in the future, so I let him go and wait for Saint Child to descend. Why are you so stubborn about taking Saint Child's life? "
Master Ling Xiao was astonished, and he asked solemnly, "You are Old Man Wu Ya of the seventeenth epoch?"
Old Man Wu Ya stood up from the pool of chaos. Master Ling Xiao covered his eyes again and said coldly, "You are a senior, mind your manners!"
Old Man Wu Ya slowly put on his clothes and chuckled. "Clothes are just burdens made by weird lifeforms like you. What's the difference if I wear them or not? Third Son of Mi Luo Palace, you can go back, so why can't I? You can't understand my Great Dao. I can go back to any epoch in the past. The universe depends on me, and I don't depend on the universe. This is the World Tree, this is me! Saint Child's descent is a big matter, I have to get involved. "
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