Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 192: Heroic spirits altar token, Ye Jiahu Taoist appeared, Tianxuan Da…
Because Jun Xiaoyao wants to take a path that belongs to him.
And this road is obviously not so easy to open up.
The energy required will definitely be great.
So Jun Xiaoyao must plan ahead.
He feels that the origin of the world may be the most useful aid, the more the better.
Now, he already has the world origin of the Star Continent and a small part of the world origin of the Profound Sky Continent.
Next, Jun Xiaoyao is ready to harvest Lin Feng.
After such a long time, Lin Feng should have acquired the remaining world origin of the Profound Sky Continent.
After obtaining the world origin of the Star Continent, there seems to be nothing else in this hall.
In the end, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes fell on the remains of Wuji Xingjun.
It was the corpse of his last life, bruised and bruised, sitting majestic on the throne.
It looked like a hero.
If you hadn't met Jun Xiaoyao, you might have successfully lived out your second life.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, glanced at the remains of Wuji Xingjun, revealing a thoughtful look, then raised his hand and reached out.
"I'm going, master is going to touch the corpse?" The nine lions were speechless.
Jun Xiaoyao, what a cruel man!
Not even letting go of the opportunity to touch the corpse.
After groping for a while, Jun Xiaoyao withdrew his hand, with an extra sachet in his hand.
Yes, yes, it's a sachet.
Moreover, it also exudes a faint fragrance, which lasts for a long time.
"Let me take it, this Wuji Xingjun is still a scorpion, using a woman's sachet?" The nine heads of the nine lions all showed surprised expressions.
Jun Xiaoyao chuckled, shook his head and said: "This is not something of Wuji Xingjun himself, it is a token of faith."
"Credit?" The nine lions tilted their heads.
"The token of entry into the rift of the ten realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.
The ancestor of Dongxuan told him before that, except for some great fortuners and great perseverance, they can enter the fissures of the ten realms.
Another way is to enter through tokens.
The heroic altar in the fissure of the ten worlds, there were countless ancient people who wanted to prove the way on it, and blaze an unprecedented path.
However, most of them have fallen.
After their fall, it is inevitable that some relics will be left behind, contaminated with the breath of the heroic altar, and finally spread.
Tianjiao outside can use the breath of this token to find the entrance to the Ten Realms Rift.
And this sachet is obviously left by a female figure.
After putting away the sachet, Jun Xiaoyao is also ready to leave.
He obtained thousands of star cores, six split star **** puppets, the origin of the star continent, and a token of entry into the fissures of the ten realms.
As for the Zhu Xing Breaking Bow, it was given to Yi Yu.
Jun Xiaoyao really looks down on the remaining treasures of the Star Palace.
But he didn't waste it either, asking Yiyu and Nine Lions to keep it.
After that, it can be left to Xuan Tianzong as a resource.
After some searching, Jun Xiaoyao and others also walked out of the star palace and left the dark realm.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao stepped out of the dark realm.
A breath of terror burst out suddenly, with extreme anger.
Three figures stand in the void.
They all exude a powerful quasi-sage aura.
"Oh my God, the three quasi-sages?" Some monks who were lucky enough to walk out of the dark realm had their scalp numb.
Where did these three quasi-sages come from?
"No, they seem to be aimed at the son of the Jun family!" Some monks noticed.
The three quasi-sages have their eyes locked on Jun Xiaoyao.
"The Son of God..." An Ran walked out of the star palace, Chu Hongyi's eyes were also worried.
If it were not for Jun Xiaoyao's help, she would not have come out of the treasure house of the Star Palace alive.
So seeing Jun Xiaoyao in crisis at this moment, she will naturally worry.
Jun Xiaoyao himself has a calm expression on his face.
He lifted his eyelids, and his tone couldn't be more plain: "The three quasi-sages of the Ye family, what does this mean?"
Jun Xiaoyao had guessed it a long time ago, Ye Xingyun's lower realm, it is impossible to have no protector.
Just because of the limitations of the dark space, the Taoist can't step into it.
Among the three quasi-sages, an old man with goat beard in the middle stepped out.
Jun Xiaoyao is no stranger. This old man is Ye Xingyun's old servant, Fu Bo.
"Jun's son, Master Nebula's soul lamp has gone out." Fu Bo's expression was sad.
The two quasi-sages next to them, their eyes are as sharp as an eagle, staring at Jun Xiaoyao.
They all know that Ye Xingyun and Jun Xiaoyao have had many conflicts.
If Ye Xingyun falls, who is most suspected is undoubtedly Jun Xiaoyao.
Moreover, in this dark realm of the lower realm, the only person capable of killing Ye Xingyun is Jun Xiaoyao.
"What if I said I didn't kill it?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
It's not that he is scared and wants to argue.
It’s not your own pot, why do you have to carry it yourself?
"Hmph, you didn't kill it. In this case, besides you, who else can kill Master Ye?" The two quasi-sages beside Fu Bo coldly snorted.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, his face suddenly sinking.
"My son explained that he didn't want to carry this pot for no reason. I really thought that my son was afraid of you?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, and the cold momentum made the two quasi-sages silent for a while, unable to speak cruel words.
In terms of cultivation, they are not afraid of Jun Xiaoyao, but in terms of identity, they can't provoke Jun Xiaoyao.
Fu Bo waved his hand and said: "Master God, please calm down, the old man just wants to know the truth about the fall of the young master."
Fu Bo's attitude made Dejun Xiaoyao's look a little slow, and then he explained it briefly.
"It turned out to be like this." Fubo heard this, and his eyes became more sad.
He didn't expect that Ye Xingyun did not die in Jun Xiaoyao's hands, but died in this aggrieved way.
"Really?" The other two quasi-sages looked suspicious.
Jun Xiaoyao sneered: "If the **** son really did it, kill it if you kill it. If there is only one Ye Xingyun, will the **** son not admit it?"
These words made the two quasi-sages' eyelids twitch.
Only the prince's son, dare to say such a thing.
"Thanks to the godson for answering his questions, hey, Master Nebula is planted on top of his arrogance." Fu Bo's expression was sad, and he felt a little old for an instant.
Jun Xiaoyao lightly sighed: "It is Ye Xingyun's blessing to have a loyal servant like you."
"Where, the old man is incompetent..." Forber sighed, arching his hands at will, a little frustrated.
After that, they left, preparing to pass the bad news back to the Ye family.
This kind of thing is actually quite common.
In a world of great controversy, Tianjiao's fall is normal.
Ye Xingyun is just one of countless splashes of water, and it disappears in no time.
"Next ~IndoMTL.com~ is the time to return to the Profound Sky Continent, and then go to solve other sinners' affairs, and find Jun Wanjie's sister." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
And just as the last turmoil in the Star Continent was also approaching calm.
In the Profound Sky Continent, it caused a shocking wave.
Many ancient sacred mountains in the Central Forbidden Zone joined the WTO and wanted to push the four regions of the east, west, south, and north to establish the order of the ancient races.
The human forces headed by Dongxuan Dao Sect were the first to bear the brunt, which suffered a devastating blow.
Especially the Eastern Xuan Dao Sect, because it was a surprise attack, the entire Eastern Xuan Dao Sect was caught off guard by the Primordial Mountain.
Except for the Dongxuan Sect Master and a few strong men who were barely injured and escaped, all the other Dongxuan Dao Sect monks were destroyed!
This news shook the entire four profound realms of east, west, north and south!
For a time, everyone in the Profound Sky Continent is in danger!