Mei Qing'ao's tall and straight body has purple-black scales, covering the whole body like an armor, flashing with brilliant luster and making a sonorous sound, like the surging tide, giving people a great sense of oppression.
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That ancient picture scroll is a weapon of the Holy Lord of the True Heaven. It turns into a huge word "sealing" to suppress the heavens, and a vast holy light falls down. It not only seals the Great Realm of Taixu, but also protects it.
, making the saint-level powerhouses in the Taixu Realm feel frightened.
As both disciples of Holy Master Fusang, Fan Yi is far different from the person in front of him.
Mei Qing'ao only took two shots and took away the lives of nearly ten thousand saint-level experts and sealed the entire Taixu world.
Although Fanyi is strong, Holy Lord Zhantian dares to rush forward and fight with him.
But when Mei Qingao arrived, he couldn't muster any fighting spirit and just wanted to escape quickly.
"What's this smell?"
At this moment, Mei Qing'ao didn't pay attention to Holy Lord Zhan Tian and others. All his mind was attracted by the blazing glow in the depths of the universe, and his pupils shrank violently.
Looking at it, three thousand primary holy paths, as well as the rare intermediate holy paths, all materialized and emerged, turning into a torrent surrounding them, with a tall and looming figure spinning around.
This figure is very majestic, and there is a halo of light that lights up, making it look like a god. It seems that it is unaware of the changes in the great world of Taixu, closing its senses, and immersed in perception.
"Is this the 'shortcut' that Master talks about?"
"No wonder the human race's army is stronger than what was reported in the intelligence. It would be a pity to kill such a person, but Master's life is difficult to deal with." Mei Qing'ao couldn't help being shocked in her heart, and her deep eyes became hot.
The next moment——
boom!
A black light lit up in his body, and it turned out to be like a black Milky Way, with a boundless feeling, completely condensed by a perfected intermediate holy path, and rushed forward.
Stab!
In an instant, I saw that the torrent manifested by the Holy Path along the way was cut off by the black Milky Way, destroying all visions, and rushed directly towards the figure shrouded in a halo.
This is a blow from the True Heavenly Holy Lord!
"Holy Son!"
Xuan Xiao's beard and hair were spread out, and he roared to the sky. Although he couldn't teleport, he was already rushing over to stop Mei Qing'ao.
But how can his speed compare to Mei Qingao?
Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the god-like figure was directly penetrated by the black galaxy.
"Um?"
Mei Qing'ao's eyes narrowed.
Because the figure that was penetrated did not emit any blood, but dispersed quickly like pieces of paper.
"Afterimage?"
Mei Qing'ao felt something in her heart, and turned around, only to see a young man with black hair from the human race, standing behind him, staring at him with a cold light in his eyes, it was Xiao Ye.
"The Great Realm of Taixu has been sealed by me using a holy weapon, but you were able to escape in an instant. I'm afraid you used the rumored holy way of time."
"No wonder you can kill my junior brother, you really have some skills."
Mei Qing'ao is not surprised. Every sound of the word carries tremendous power and can penetrate all realms and heavens.
"Fan Yi's senior brother?"
Xiao Ye glanced across the field and frowned suddenly.
As he inspired the first holy pattern of Taichu Dao Body, he has been practicing quietly and constantly comprehending the Nine Meridians Sacred Path, so he doesn't know much about the outside world.
"The Holy Son of Taichu, his name is Mei Qing'ao, and he is the eldest disciple of the Holy Lord Fusang of the Yemei race. Don't underestimate the enemy..."
Holy Lord Zhantian quickly sent a message.
At this point, if they can't defeat Mei Qing'ao, they may not be able to survive.
"The eldest disciple of 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 true heaven, and he also studies under Holy Master Fusang. He should not be underestimated. Although he can fight across realms, he may not be Mei Qing'ao's opponent.
"Holy Son of Taichu, I am here under the command of my master. I want to use your lives to pay tribute to my junior brother."
"But I won't bully you. If you can catch my ten moves, then I won't kill them all in one fell swoop. I can leave a few fish that slip through the net."
Mei Qing'ao said very calmly.
In fact, having reached his level, he can be compared with the older generation of true heavenly saints of the Yemei race. It is extremely rare to be interested in a lesser heavenly saint.
"Then I'm going to give it a try." Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes.
He didn't agree to Mei Qing'ao's gambling war.
But the opponent's intention was very clear, this battle was completely unavoidable, and he had no choice.
At the same time, he also wanted to try the results of his hard work during this period.
The Holy Son of Taichu actually wants to fight Mei Qing'ao alone?
Hearing the conversation between the two, the nearby human saint-level experts were shocked.
This is a true heavenly holy master. No matter how strong Xiao Ye is, if he fights against the opponent, the outcome will probably be very bad.
At that moment, several saint-level experts who admired Xiao Ye wanted to rush out, but were stopped by Holy Lord Zhantian.
"Everyone, you don't know the horror of Mei Qingao."
"Even if we go together, we will all be killed by the other side. On the contrary, the Holy Son of the First may be able to survive ten moves by relying on the Holy Path of Time."
"Besides, if the temple gets the news, the person in charge will definitely come to the rescue. We must try to delay it." Holy Lord Zhantian said solemnly.
"well!"
After hearing the words of Holy Lord Zhantian, the powerful saint-level men stopped with a wry smile.
indeed.
If the situation is like this, the only thing to blame is that they acted too slowly, and now they have become a turtle in a urn, restricted by others.
Wow!
At this moment, under the command of Holy Lord Zhantian, only 30,000 human saint-level troops were left, retreating like a tide to watch the battle in the distance, leaving this place to Xiao Ye and Mei Qing'ao.
"The Holy Son inspired the first holy pattern, and his strength is definitely not what it used to be." Xuan Xiao looked worried and refused to retreat, but chose to watch the battle from close range.
Once Xiao Ye is in danger, he will rush forward immediately.
"First move!"
Accompanied by a loud shout, the sky and the sky trembled. The ancient word "sealing" suspended above Mei Qing'ao's head was made from the weapon of the Holy Lord of True Heaven. Not only did it seal the great world of Taixu, but it also rose into the sky at this moment.
Like a huge palm passing through the air, it actually triggered the infinite power of heaven and earth, and suppressed it towards Xiao Ye. Its power was terrifying and boundless, and it could completely obliterate the Great Heavenly Saint Lord.
boom!
Xiao Ye also waved his palm, and a huge shadow opened up the space, turning into a thirty-three-story stone tower. Each floor lit up, and thirty-three kinds of holy paths burst out, fiercely facing the ancient
The word 'closure'.
This is a thirty-three-layer Taoist tower. Now it is activated by Xiao Ye, and it explodes with the power of the true heavenly holy master's weapon.
Bang!
As if the world was destroyed, a terrifying storm swept towards the surroundings, and the entire Taixu world was shattered in an instant. Xiao Ye couldn't help but retreated hundreds of steps, but he quickly regained his footing and was not injured.
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"My junior brother's weapon was taken away by you, now it's time to return it."
Mei Qing'ao's face was gloomy, and with one step, his majestic body tore through the aftermath, and he actually grabbed it directly towards the thirty-third Taoist tower.
