Hurry!

Three thousand primary holy paths and various intermediate holy paths emerged into torrents, as if they were being pulled and spinning around Xiao Ye, who was covered in blood.

In this universe, all the holy-level powerful people only feel that their perception of the holy path has been amplified again.

The power of the near-the-road holy pattern is terrifying, and a halo is formed at this moment. Although it cannot affect the "Holy Way of Death" that Mei Qing'ao understood, it still makes him throbbed.

What shocked Mei Qing'ao the most was that the nine holy paths on Xiao Ye's body all rose, as if cold water was dripping into a hot oil pan, and it was constantly boiling and rolling, and it was going to undergo a qualitative change.

This is a sign of understanding the Nine-Cross Holy Dao, and breaking to the next level!

"Have all the nine holy paths that the Taichu Saint Son has comprehended into the eighth stairs?" The Saint Lord Zhan Tian widened his eyes, his head was stunned, as if he was in a dream.

How many years has it been only been since Xiao Ye broke through to the level of the Holy Lord?

It has only been ten years since the human race has been one of the two new saints in the past 100,000 years.

Now, the nine intermediate holy paths that Xiao Ye has comprehended are going to break through again? This is definitely unprecedented. Looking at the Three Thousand Realms, no genius of any race can do it.

"This is the terribleness of the Taichu Taoist body. The power that the Holy Son has now stimulated is less than one-tenth."

Xuanxiao's eyes actually flashed with excitement.

He had long expected that Xiao Ye's recession results during this period were amazing and would not stop moving forward.

"Nine-vein holy path..."

Xiao Ye didn't even have time to repair his injuries, but closed his eyes slightly, feeling that the soul, which had been magnified countless times and had surpassed the quality of nothingness, was surging, deducing the Nine-Emerged Holy Dao, and deducing tens of thousands of times in one breath.

In fact, after stimulating the holy pattern of the near-the-dao, he has been using this holy pattern to comprehend the holy path of the nine meridians.

In addition, the time increase of the Tower of Time can be said to be a rapid progress, and it has made rapid progress. It has even touched the neck of the eighth ladder. It was only one last step before it was interrupted by Mei Qingao.

Now that he is forced to go to the end, he forcibly urged the holy pattern of the near-dao and began to understand in the battle, wanting to complete the last step.

"Quick, fast, fast!"

In just ten breaths, the nine holy paths had already trembled together. The endless holy path symbols were expanding and transforming, arousing the resonance of the heavens and moving towards the eighth ladder.

"You are indeed very courageous to transform in a battle with me."

"But the breakthrough in the understanding of the holy path does not mean that your heavenly throne can be broken through. You will still die in my hands."

Mei Qingao came to his senses and said calmly.

The breakthrough of the Heavenly Territory of the Holy Lord and his understanding of the Holy Way are just one factor.

However, his words fell

Bang bang bang bang!

A roar broke out from Xiao Ye's body, and a terrifying pressure swept out. The flesh and blood of his body and even the holy bones all flowed out endless strong energy, transforming into the shadow of endless rare treasures.

At this moment, the Nine-Meridian Holy Dao is like a sharp knife, and the strong energy is backed by directly launching the sprint of the realm.

In an instant, Xiao Ye's Holy Lord's aura increased, causing turmoil in the heavens and all worlds.

"What?"

Such changes made Mei Qingao suffocate and could no longer speak.

The body of the Taichu Saint Son was originally made of countless rare holy treasures, with endless potential. There is no obstacle to the breakthrough of the Holy Lord's realm. How can we judge it with common sense?

"Sir Taichu, are you going to be promoted to the Holy Lord of the Zhongtian position?"

Tens of thousands of human saint-level powerful people in the distance couldn't help but exclaim after being shocked.

Until now, they finally realized that the so-called opportunity of the general back then was brought completely by Xiao Ye in front of them.

"Son of Taichu, do you think I will tolerate you to break through?"

At this moment, Mei Qingao couldn't help but roar, and his whole body came out of nowhere. The Sacred Way of Death was blooming and bursting out, with endless power, and he directly killed Xiao Ye.

Even if it was him, he had to look at Xiao Ye in the face.

This is a terrible opponent with unlimited potential.

“Time is fast!”

Xiao Ye waved his palm, and the nine holy paths returned to their ancestors, forming an invisible and immoral holy path of time, covering himself, and the nearby space was turbulent and distorted.

Suddenly

Swish!

Xiao Ye's body became confused and moved quickly, and the terrifying energy contained in the flesh and blood continued to explode, continuing to sprint in the realm.

Xiao Ye’s Holy Way of Time could not affect Mei Qing’ao, but it enveloped himself and was blessing with speed.

However, Mei Qing'ao's saint path of death is also among the advanced ones, and he has a deep understanding. He has spread out in the universe and still hit Xiao Ye, causing blood to rise, and his injuries are even worse.

Unlike before, the trauma caused by this impact is far less severe than last time. While Xiao Ye quickly repaired his injury, he was still in the impact realm.

"you!"

Mei Qing'ao's face turned gloomy.

Xiao Ye actually resisted this eighth move and did not fall. It was obviously because the opponent's realm was rapidly increasing and his defense was also increasing.

If Xiao Ye has not been killed after ten moves, it would be a very shameful humiliation for him.

"Death sanctions!"

The pressure of death erupting from Mei Qing'ao's body became increasingly strong. The light curtain turned into gray and filled the entire Taixu Realm, making the starry sky dull and the universe tremble.

Tens of thousands of human saint-level army clearly felt that the vitality in their bodies was passing by and fell into the abyss of death.

It seems that any living existence will be punished by Mei Qingao.

This is the horror of the Death Way.

Xiao Ye was also shocked by this blow, and half of his body was covered in dust, and the holy blood he coughed out lost its holy rhyme.

But then, a crackling sound broke out from his body, and half of his body turned from gray to light, like a plant after the severe winter, rejuvenating its majestic vitality.

How could the body of the Holy Son created by the ancient tribe with the power of the clan be so easily punished by the Holy Way of Death?

But Xuanxiao's face turned pale.

Xiao Ye's sage son's body was very perverted and he withstood one after another, but Xiao Ye's current condition was very bad, and his consciousness was almost blown away.

"The tenth move, the Death Holy Hand!"

Mei Qingao shouted softly, and the aura of the Death Saint Tao was gathering, turning into the original symbol, and a gray palm print condensed, as if a cosmic giant slapped it down, with an unparalleled and magnificent momentum, raging by and suppressing Xiao Ye.

"ah!"

"Mei Qingao, it's not that easy to kill me, Xiao Ye!"

At this moment, Xiao Ye, covered in blood, suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his head and roared in front of the slap of the palm print, and two terrifying lights suddenly flew out of his eyes.

boom!
Chapter completed!