Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 255: Xuanyang divine fire, bone earth, heroic altar

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In the fissure of the ten worlds, Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli swept towards the deepest point.

Jun Xiaoyao can ignore other opportunities in the Ten Realms Rift.

But the altar of heroic spirits is the opportunity he values ​​most, and it is related to his transformation.

And the deeper you go, the more the token sachet in Jun Xiaoyao's hand exudes resonance.

It can be seen that he is not very far from the Altar of Heroic Spirits.

At this moment, a beautiful shadow flew in the distance, it was Yan Qingying.

"The son."

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying called out.

"What's wrong?"

Jun Xiaoyao asked, seeing Yan Qingying's temples appearing in chaos and fighting.

Yan Qingying told him what had happened before.

"It turns out that this is the case. Ji Qingyi is also in the lower realm. He has also formed an alliance with a son who is against the sky, but that son who is against the sky is obviously not simple. He has the origin of the Three Realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Yan Qingying said that the child against the sky had killed the other two children.

It also means that he is alone with the origin of the Three Realms.

It is impossible for ordinary sons of heaven to be so strong.

"My son, I'm sorry, did you cause trouble." Yan Qingying is weak.

She faced Li Daoxuan and others like a cold queen of darkness, but in front of Jun Xiaoyao, she looked like a soft girl.

"Oh, it's nothing. Instead of causing me trouble, you brought me a fat sheep." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

The son of Li Daoxuan, who is concealed with the origin of the Three Realms, saves Jun Xiaoyao the effort to collect the origin of the world.

He has the origin of the Five Realms, and Li Daoxuan has the origin of the Three Realms.

The origin of the remaining two realms, Jun Xiaoyao believes, must also belong to a certain Tianjiao in the fissure of the ten realms.

Because the Tianjiao who can obtain the origin of the world, he will definitely be able to enter the rift in the ten realms.

"Don't worry, your dark fairy will definitely get it back." Jun Xiaoyao comforted.

"Thank you, son." Yan Qingying bowed her body, and the deep affection in her eyes could not be completely concealed.

This made Jiang Luoli on the side pouting, but she didn't say anything.

Doesn’t this prove that her brother Xiaoyao is so charming, that no woman can resist.

Of course, this also gave Jiang Luoli a sense of crisis, and he began to wonder how to occupy Jun Xiaoyao first.

Is it time to cook mature rice with raw rice?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't notice the cunning meaning in Jiang Luoli's big eyes at all, just when he was about to set off.

A figure in Yuankong flashed again, and it was Yiyu.

At this moment, the aura on Yiyu's body, although it is still in the same Dao state.

But it feels different from before.

"Young Master." Yi Yu arched his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao, with a hint of excitement on his face.

"It seems that you have gained a lot of opportunities." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.

"That's right." Yi Yu stretched out his hand, and the flames surged, and a crimson flame was burning.

"Hey, this is...Xuanyang Divine Fire?" Jun Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

Yi Yu doesn't need to look for the immortal seed Hedao, because he has merged with a true sun seed to become a master of Hedao.

The next state of the Hedao state is Nirvana.

Nirvana is to find a suitable kind of fire, Nirvana, and transform the true spirit of the temple into a villain of the soul.

This Xuanyang divine fire is an extremely rare and powerful fire, and it fits well with Yi Yu's own gong body attributes.

"Yes, you can wait until the altar of heroic spirits, and then refine Nirvana by fire, it should be a great blessing to you." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Yi Yu didn't have the choice to immediately integrate the Xuanyang Divine Fire, which is correct.

"Yes, thank you for calling me."

Jun Xiaoyao's suggestion is to really help Yiyu improve his strength and make him stronger.

Yi Yu felt even more grateful for having such a master who cared about herself, and she became more determined to follow Jun Xiaoyao.

"Okay, let's go, now the Tianjiao in the fissure of the ten worlds should all gather towards the altar." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The four of them, after reuniting, they swept towards the deepest part of the Ten Realms Rift together.

Just when Jun Xiaoyao and others left.

The other Tianjiao in the Ten Realms Rift also swept toward the depths at the same time.

And the deeper they went, the more they discovered that some very powerful remnants of souls appeared.

These remnant souls seem to be creatures that have fallen near the altar of heroic spirits, and each remnant soul is very powerful.

From time to time, Tianjiao fell into the hands of the remnant soul.

Boom!

A place boundary, two figures appeared.

One of the handsome young men in black and gold robes stretched out his hand faintly.

The force of reincarnation surging, directly tore a remnant soul in front of him.

This handsome, pale-skinned young man is the ancient freak of the Samsara Demon Sect, Wangchuan.

Beside him, the girl who wore a short black dress, was an eccentric, pure and charming girl like a fairy, was naturally the little magic fairy of the Demon Cult.

"It should be coming to the Altar of Heroic Spirits. This is the origin of the ten worlds' fortune and luck. It has a great opportunity." Little Moxian blinked Shui Lingling's eyes, showing expectation.

"Your opponent, the saint of the Immortal Cult, should also go there." Wang Chuan said lightly.

"Hehe, when the time comes, we will meet the brave and win." Xiao Moxian smiled.

The two of them continued to move forward, and the remnant spirits along the way could not stop them in the slightest.

Finally, about an hour passed.

They came to the deepest part of the Ten Realms Rift.

Looking at it, even Xiao Moxian and Wangchuan were shocked.

Because this land is white.

This is not the color of soil, but the color of bones.

The ground is densely packed with countless bones.

At the end of this skeletal land, a pyramid-shaped altar stands in it, filled with a prehistoric, primitive, ancient, and mysterious atmosphere.

On that ancient altar, there are also bones all over, which makes people feel numb at the first glance.

Is this a chance place or a burial place?

"Is that the altar of heroic spirits?" Xiao Moxian looked at the altar covered with bones, and his small face was no longer the relaxed laughter he had before, becoming a bit solemn.

"I forgot Chuan was buried in the lower realm for so long~IndoMTL.com~ It is for this opportunity to transform on the altar of heroic spirits and walk an unprecedented road." Wang Chuan let out a deep breath.

Taking out a path that no one has done before is probably the common goal of all peerless talents.

But there are too few who can really walk out of a broad road, almost zero.

Of course, by following the trajectory and path of the predecessors, you can also prove that Dao becomes emperor and climb the peak.

But people are ambitious after all.

Not to mention ancient freaks like Wangchuan.

There are also a handful of Tianjiao around. When they walked here, they saw the scene in front of them, and they were also in shock for a long time.

"Let's go." Little Moxian's eyes flashed, and he wanted to board the Altar of Heroic Spirits with Wangchuan.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Little magic fairy, you really are here."