Three thousand primary holy paths and many intermediate holy paths emerged in a torrent, seeming to be pulled and spinning around Xiao Ye who was covered in blood.
In this universe, all the powerful saints only feel that their perception of the holy way has been magnified again.
The terrifying power of the holy pattern of the near path formed a halo and lit up at this moment. Although it could not affect the 'holy path of death' that Mei Qing'ao understood, it still made it throb.
What shocked Mei Qing'ao the most was that the nine holy paths in Xiao Ye's body rose together, as if cold water was dripping into a hot oil pan, boiling and rolling, and it was about to undergo a qualitative change.
This is clearly a sign that the understanding of the Nine Meridians Sacred Path is about to break through to the next level!
"Have all the nine holy paths comprehended by the Holy Son of the Beginning entered the eighth ladder?" Holy Lord Zhantian's eyes widened, and his head was in a daze, as if he was in a dream.
How many years did it take for Xiao Ye to break through to the Holy Lord level?
It has only been ten years since the fight began, and he is one of the two newly promoted Holy Lords in the human race’s 100,000 years.
But now, the nine intermediate holy ways that Xiao Ye has understood are about to break through again? This is absolutely unprecedented. Looking at the three thousand worlds, no genius of any race can achieve it.
"This is the terrifying nature of the Taoist body in the beginning. The power that the Holy Son inspires now is less than one-tenth."
Xuan Xiao's eyes actually shone with excitement.
He had long expected that Xiao Ye's achievements during this period of meditation would be astonishing and he would not stand still.
"The Holy Path of Nine Meridians..."
Xiao Ye didn't even have time to repair his injuries. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and his perception was magnified countless times. His soul, which had surpassed the quality of nothingness, was surging and deducing the Nine Meridians Holy Path tens of thousands of times in one breath.
In fact, after stimulating the Holy Mark of the Near Path, he has been using this Holy Mark to comprehend the Nine Meridians Holy Path.
Coupled with the time increase of the Tower of Time, the progress can be said to be rapid and rapid, and it has even reached the bottleneck of the eighth ladder. It was only the last step before it was interrupted by Mei Qing'ao.
Now that he was cornered, he forcibly activated the Holy Mark of the Close Path, and gained enlightenment during the battle, hoping to complete the final step.
"Hurry up!"
In just ten breaths, the Nine Meridians of the Holy Path were already trembling together. The endless symbols of the Holy Path were expanding and transforming, causing the resonance of all the heavens, and heading towards the eighth step.
"You dare to transform in a battle with me, you are indeed very courageous."
"But the breakthrough in understanding the holy way does not mean that you can achieve the breakthrough in heaven. You will still die in my hands."
Mei Qing'ao came back to his senses and said very calmly.
The Holy Master's breakthrough to heavenly status and his understanding of the Holy Way are only one of the factors.
However, his words just fell——
Bang bang bang!
A roar erupted from Xiao Ye's body, and a terrifying coercion swept out. The flesh, blood, and even the holy bones of his body were flowing with endless powerful energy, transforming into the phantom of endless rare treasures.
At this moment, the Holy Path of Nine Meridians is like a sharp knife, and the strong energy is the backing, and it directly launches a realm sprint.
In an instant, Xiao Ye's Holy Lord aura grew, causing the world to be in turmoil.
"What?"
These changes took Mei Qing'ao's breath away and made her speechless.
The body of the Holy Son of the Beginning was originally made of countless rare holy treasures. It has endless potential. There is no obstacle to the breakthrough of the Holy Lord realm. How can it be measured with common sense?
"The Holy Son of the First, is he going to be promoted to the Holy Lord of the Middle Heaven?"
The tens of thousands of human saint-level warriors in the distance couldn't help but exclaimed after being shocked.
Until this moment, they finally understood that their so-called opportunity to be a heavenly general was entirely brought about by Xiao Ye in front of them.
"Son of the First Emperor, do you think I will tolerate your breakthrough?"
At this moment, Mei Qing'ao couldn't help but roar, and he flew out of the sky. The Holy Path of Death was blooming and erupting, with endless power, directly killing Xiao Ye.
Even he had to face Xiao Ye.
This is a formidable opponent with unlimited potential.
"Time speeds up!"
With a wave of Xiao Ye's palm, the nine holy paths immediately returned to their ancestors, forming an invisible and stateless holy path of time, which enveloped itself and caused the nearby space to turbulent and distorted.
Suddenly——
Whoosh!
Xiao Ye's figure became blurry, and he was moving quickly, and the terrifying energy contained in his flesh and blood continued to explode, and he continued to sprint forward.
Xiao Ye's Holy Path of Time cannot affect Mei Qing'ao, but it envelopes him and increases his speed.
However, Mei Qing'ao's Holy Path of Death is also among the advanced ones and has a deep understanding. It enveloped the universe and spread out, but it still hit Xiao Ye, causing a rain of blood and causing more injuries.
The difference from before was that the trauma caused by this impact was far less severe than the last time. Xiao Ye was still impacting the realm while quickly repairing his injuries.
"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 improving and his defense was also increasing.
If Xiao Ye has not been killed after ten moves, this would be a great shame and humiliation for him.
"Death penalty!"
The death pressure that erupted from Mei Qing'ao became more and more intense, turning into a gray curtain of light that filled the entire Taixu world, making the starry sky dim and lightless, and the whole world trembling.
The tens of thousands of human saint-level armies all clearly felt that the vitality in their bodies was passing away, and they were falling into the abyss of death.
It seems that any living being will be punished by Mei Qing'ao.
This is the horror of the Holy Path of Death.
Xiao Ye was also knocked away by this blow, half of his body turned pale, and the holy blood he coughed up lost its holy charm.
But then, a crackling sound erupted from his body, and that half of his body turned from gray to bright, like a plant after a harsh winter, once again glowing with majestic vitality.
How could the body of the Holy Son, built by the ancient clan at the beginning of time with the whole clan's efforts, be so easily punished by the Holy Path of Death?
But Xuan Xiao turned pale.
Xiao Ye's Holy Son's body was very abnormal, and it withstood successive heavy blows, but Xiao Ye's current state was not good, and his consciousness was almost blown away.
"Tenth move, Death Hand!"
Mei Qing'ao shouted in a low voice, the aura of the Holy Path of Death was gathering, turning into the original symbol, condensing into a gray palm print, as if it was slapped by a cosmic-level giant, with unparalleled and magnificent momentum, raging past,
He suppressed it towards Xiao Ye.
"ah!"
"Mei Qing'ao, it's not that easy to kill me, Xiao Ye!"
At this moment, Xiao Ye, who was covered in blood, suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his head and roared in front of the palm print, and two rays of shocking light flashed out of his eyes.
boom!
At the same time, the pressure of the Holy Lord on Xiao Ye finally seemed to have broken the bottleneck. With the transformation of the Nine Meridians Holy Path, it skyrocketed and completely entered the level of the Holy Lord in the Middle Heaven.
