In a broken and turbulent starry sky, Mei Qing'ao's silver hair danced in the wind, and two dazzling divine lights burst out from her deep eyes, tearing apart the sky and piercing the universe.

"The five paths return to one, turn into death, and punish all worlds, who will compete with you!"

He exuded the heaven and earth dharma, and five completely different intermediate holy paths turned into five original symbols, and then quickly condensed together and turned into an immortal symbol.

Boom!

The moment this immortal symbol emerged, it was like a sun bursting out with dazzling light, but it was releasing a cold breath and swept away quickly in all directions, covering the entire Taixu Realm, making all the heavens in the world tremble and tremble.

In an instant, the human saint-level powerful people watching the battle in the distance all felt a sense of suffocation, as if they had turned into ants, looking up at the vast sky.

"Mei Qing'ao, you have actually comprehended the advanced holy path!" The Holy Lord Zhan Tian's face was as pale as paper, his heart was filled with despair, and his eyes became darker.

The advanced holy path is the most perfect rule of heaven and earth among the three thousand great realms, and each power is very terrifying.

There is no way to understand it through ordinary methods, unless you can practice several intermediate holy paths at the same time, you will have a chance.

But this is just an opportunity.

This also creates that the holy-level powerful people who have mastered the advanced holy path are much rarer than the holy master.

Mei Qing'ao's realm is so high that he has now shown a high-level holy path. It is almost impossible for Xiao Ye to deal with the holy path of time.

In the face of such a terrifying enemy, who can still raise the will of fighting?

"Son of the Holy Son!"

Xuan Xiao's heart trembled and roared, trying to get out, but there was a gaze looking from afar.

Bang!

Suddenly, Xuan Xiaoru was hit hard, his hair turned gray, his majestic body became a little hunched, and his vigorous energy was sluggish.

This is a sign that vitality is forcibly stripped away and cannot be stopped at all.

"My ten-stroke agreement with the Holy Son of Taichu is not over yet. Who dares to come forward to interfere and die?"

The cold voice of Mei Qing'ao made the starry sky silent, and all the Saint-level powerful men were in a chill and rushed straight into their minds.

Is this the advanced holy path that Mei Qing'ao has learned?

Almost forcibly deprived of a holy lord of his life.

"In fact, my junior brother Fan Yi understood the five intermediate holy paths, just imitating me and trying to go my way."

"It's a pity that he is still a little worse. He didn't touch the 'Holy Way of Death'. It's a pity that you were bombarded with the 'Holy Way of Time'."

The next moment, Mei Qing'ao looked at Xiao Ye, releasing the aura of a high-level holy path, competing with Xiao Ye's holy path of time. Before it completely broke out, the Taixu Realm was like a turbulent ocean, turbulent and uneasy.

"The advanced holy path he has realized is called death?"

Xiao Ye took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

This is a great enemy who will definitely be the only one in the future. Today, we meet on a narrow road and are destined to be unkind.

"Continue, I want to see how powerful the Holy Way of Time is." Mei Qingao moved, and he raised his right palm and slapped it.

"The seventh move!"

A very ordinary palm contains the power of a high-level holy path, and easily crushed the void, as if nothing could be stopped, and wanted to shake Xiao Ye's palm to break.

“Time slows down!”

Xiao Ye roared, and the invisible and imaginary holy path of time enveloped, changing the flow of time beside Mei Qingao.

At this moment, Mei Qing'ao's movements became slower in his eyes.

"Shura Palm!"

Xiao Ye took advantage of the opportunity to rush directly to Mei Qing'ao's head. The Shura in the Nine-Trip Holy Path erupted, like a demon returning from hell. His blood-red palms slapped directly at Mei Qing'ao's head. His unparalleled power shattered the space along the way.

However, this attack of Yijun is useless to Mei Qing'ao.

He was clearly covered by the Holy Way of Time, but his palm just trembled slightly, then broke it out and broke it out, and activated the holy method to quickly face Xiao Ye.

boom!

In the universe, the two palms intersected and a terrifying sound broke out, shaking the earth and resounding throughout the world. The final result was that Xiao Ye flew up like straw, unable to resist it at all.

While he was suffering severe damage from coughing up blood, he felt a gray energy invading his body, like a hungry ghost, greedily devouring his magnificent vitality.

This is the breath of the Holy Way of Death.

However, his Holy Son's body was very terrifying and was automatically protected. With a slight shock, he crushed the breath of the Holy Way of Death.

"Son of Taichu, it's useless to affect time. It's difficult to hurt me, not to mention that your understanding of the Holy Way of Time is too shallow and has no effect on me."

Mei Qingao's whole body exuded a cold aura, like a god of death, coming towards Xiao Ye.

"The Holy Way of Time is indeed useless to Mei Qingao."

"Damn it, hasn't the Human Temple sent reinforcements yet?"

"Haha, are we going to be buried here in the end?"

...

The human saint-level powerful people saw it very clearly, and their eyes widened. Some people even raised their heads and cried out with their wits, their eyes red.

From the standpoint of the human race, they don’t want people like Xiao Ye to fall.

Unfortunately, in front of a strong man like Mei Qingao, they didn't even have the power to fight. They could only watch each other walking towards Xiao Ye step by step, and wanted to take away their lives.

Maybe, this is just a prelude.

When Xiao Ye dies, it will be their turn next.

"If you hadn't owned this body, you would have died in the first move. However, in your current state, you probably can't even catch a single move of me, and you can't finish ten moves."

Mei Qingao had already come to Xiao Ye, staring at the other party, and sighed.

"That may not be true, maybe there will be a turning point."

Xiao Ye suffered the most serious trauma since the Holy Son returned to his post, with the terrifying and fluctuating flesh and blood falling, his whole body was blurred, but his eyes were extremely bright.

"Um?"

Mei Qing'ao's expression was surprised.

At this moment—

Boom!

The sky quickly cracked, and a blazing glow rose from Xiao Ye's body and turned into a dazzling halo, and the holy light enveloped the world.

This halo is completely supported by a holy pattern.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon suddenly emerged in this universe, three thousand primary holy paths emerged in substance, and some intermediate holy paths turned into torrents, reflecting the near-divine holy patterns on Xiao Ye's body.

This is Xiao Ye activates the holy pattern near the road.

boom!

At the same time, Xiao Ye's figure became blurred, and the nine holy paths soared into the sky at the same time. Among the intermediate holy paths that emerged, nine were responding to them.

"This is……"

Mei Qing'ao's expression was shocked.
Chapter completed!