On the tall and straight body of Mei Qing'ao, there are purple-black scales, like a piece of armor covering the whole body, flashing with a brilliant luster, and a clanging sound, like the tide surging, giving people a great sense of oppression.

The ancient scroll is a weapon of the true heavenly throne, which turned into a huge word "天" to suppress the heavens. A vast holy light fell down, not only sealing the Taixu Realm, but also protecting it, making the holy-level powerhouses in the Taixu Realm all terrified.

Both of them are disciples under the command of the Holy Lord of Fusang, Fanyi is too far from the person in front of him.

Mei Qingao took away nearly 10,000 holy-level powerful men and sealed the entire Taixu Realm.

Although Fanyi is strong, the Holy Lord Zhantian dares to rush forward and fight with him.

But when Mei Qing'ao arrived, she couldn't raise the slightest desire to fight and just wanted to escape quickly.

"What kind of breath is this?"

At this moment, Mei Qingao did not pay attention to the Holy Lord Zhan Tian and others. All his mind was attracted by the blazing glow in the depths of the universe, and his pupils were shrinking violently.

Looking around, three thousand primary holy paths and rare intermediate holy paths all emerged in substance, turning into a torrent around, and a tall figure that appeared and was spinning.

The figure was very strong, and a halo lit up, which was set off like a god. It seemed that it was unaware of the changes in the Taixu Realm, closed its senses and immersed in its perception.

"Is this the 'short path' mentioned by the master?"

"No wonder the human army is stronger than in the intelligence. It's a pity to kill such a person, but it's hard to do the master's order." Mei Qingao couldn't help but be shocked, and his deep eyes became hot.

Next moment

boom!

A black light lit up in his body, which turned out to be like a black Milky Way, with a boundless feeling, completely condensed by a complete intermediate holy path and rushed forward.

Thorn!

In an instant, I saw that the torrents manifested from the holy path along the way were cut off by the black Milky Way, destroying all visions and rushing directly towards the figure shrouded by halos.

This is the attack of the true heavenly Holy Lord!

"Son of the Holy Son!"

Xuan Xiao's hair and hair were all wide open, and his roar was roaring. Although he could not teleport, he had been coming quickly, trying to stop Mei Qing'ao.

But how could his speed be as good as Mei Qingao?

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the figure that looked like a god was directly penetrated by the black galaxy.

"Um?"

The eyes of the charming green ao condensed.

Because the figure that was penetrated did not burst out with any blood, but instead dissipated quickly like a piece of paper.

"After images?"

Mei Qing Ao felt something, and turned around directly, but saw a black-haired young man from the human race standing behind him, his eyes shining coldly, staring at him, it was Xiao Ye.

"I have used holy tools to seal the Taixu Realm, but you can avoid it in an instant. I'm afraid that it has used the rumored holy path of time."

"No wonder I can kill my junior brother. It's true that there are some skills."

Mei Qing'ao is not surprising. Every pronunciation is filled with great power and can penetrate all the heavens of the world.

"Is Fanyi's senior brother?"

Xiao Ye's eyes swept through the scene and his brows frowned.

As he inspired the first holy pattern of the Taichu Taoist body, he was always practicing in peace and constantly understanding the holy path of the nine meridians, so he was not very familiar with external affairs.

"The Holy Son of Taichu, his name is Mei Qingao, is the eldest disciple of the Holy Lord of the Night Mei race. Don't underestimate the enemy..."

The Holy Lord Zhantian quickly sent a message.

Now, if they cannot defeat Mei Qing'ao, they may not be able to survive.

"The eldest disciple of the Holy Lord Fusang, Mei Qing'ao?" Xiao Ye's eyes became solemn.

Not only is the opponent's realm extremely high, he has reached the level of the True Heavenly Realm, but he also learns from the Holy Lord of Fusang. It is indeed not to be underestimated. Although he can fight across the border, he may not be the opponent of Mei Qingao.

"Son of Taichu, I came here at the order of my master and I will use yours to pay tribute to my junior brother."

"But I won't bully you either. If you can catch my ten moves, I won't kill them all in one net, and I can leave behind a few fish that missed the net."

Mei Qingao said calmly.

In fact, it is extremely rare to reach his level that he can be compared with the older generation of true heavenly lords of the Ye Mei race.

"Then I'm going to try it." Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes.

He did not agree with Mei Qing'ao's gambling battle.

But the other party's purpose was very clear, and this battle was inevitable and he had no choice.

At the same time, he also wanted to try the results of his hard practice during this period.

The Holy Son of Taichu actually wants to fight Mei Qingao alone?

Hearing the conversation between the two, the nearby human saint-level powerful men were shocked.

This is a true saint of heaven. No matter how strong Xiao Ye is, the outcome will be very bad when he confronts the other party.

At this moment, several holy-level powerful men who admired Xiao Ye wanted to rush out, but were stopped by the Saint Lord Zhantian.

"Everyone, you don't know the horror of Mei Qing'ao."

"Even if we go together, we will be killed by the other party. On the contrary, the Holy Son of Taichu may be able to survive ten moves by relying on the Holy Way of Time."

"Besides, when the temple receives news, there will definitely be a chief minister coming to rescue him. We must fight for delays." The Holy Lord Zhan Tian said in a deep voice.

"well!"

Hearing the words of the Saint Lord Zhantian, the holy-level powerful men stopped smiling.

indeed.

The situation is like this, if you want to blame them, you can only blame them for being too slow and now they have become turtles in the jar and are restricted by others.

Hurry!

At this moment, under the command of the Saint Lord Zhantian, only 30,000 human saint-level army was left, retreating to the distance like a tide to watch the battle, and handing this place over to Xiao Ye and Mei Qing'ao.

"The Holy Son inspired the first holy pattern, and his strength is definitely not the same as before." Xuan Xiao looked worried and refused to retreat, but chose to watch the battle close.

Once Xiao Ye is in danger, he will rush forward as soon as possible.

"First move!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the sky was trembling. The ancient word "Feng" floating above Mei Qing'ao's head was transformed from the weapon of the true heavenly holy master. It not only sealed the Taixu Realm, but also soared into the air at this moment, like a huge palm passing through the sky, which actually triggered the infinite power of heaven and earth, and came towards Xiao Ye. Its power is terrifying and can completely erase the holy master of the Great Heavenly Holy Master.

boom!

Xiao Ye also waved his palm, and a huge shadow spread the space and turned into a thirty-three-story stone tower. Each layer lit up, bursting out thirty-three holy paths, and facing the ancient word "Feng".

This is the thirty-third level Taoist tower, which is now stimulated by Xiao Ye, and burst out with the power of the weapon of the True Heavenly Holy Lord.

Bang!

As if the world was destroyed, a terrifying storm swept across the surroundings. The entire Taixu Realm was shattered in an instant. Xiao Ye couldn't help but retreat hundreds of steps, but soon stabilized his feet and was not injured.

"You took away my junior brother's weapon, and it's time to return it now."

Mei Qingao's face was gloomy, and he stepped a step. His strong body tore the aftermath and actually grabbed the 33rd level Taoist tower directly.
Chapter completed!