Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 260: Years are like swords and arrogance, sighing enchanting on the road of longevity
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At this moment, the origin of the five worlds in Jun Xiaoyao's body also emerged involuntarily.
For a time, the ten origins of the Nether Realm all surrounded Jun Xiaoyao.
Set off Dijun Xiaoyao, like the supreme god, the emperor of the immortal world!
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seems to be the only **** in the sky and the earth!
The scene before me is deeply in the eyes of everyone present.
Don't talk about the arrogances of the lower realms, one by one stood frozen in place like petrified, and even the breathing seemed to stop.
It is Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian and the immortal saints who are accustomed to the big scene. At this moment, they also have a faint sense of suffocation.
Because at this moment Jun Xiaoyao's energy is too detached.
Forget Chuan's eyes are more solemn than ever.
His invincible Taoism is also cast a shadow.
This is normal.
For who it is, after being sealed for countless years, after being born again, I thought it would be able to push all the arrogances of the contemporary era.
As a result, not long after it came out, he was hit, and whoever he was, Dao Xin would be affected and unable to calm down.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes swept towards Wangchuan, Ji Qingyi and Xiao Moxian.
Wang Chuan's expression is extremely alert and his eyes are serious.
Ji Qingyi sighed softly, and did not fight against Jiang Luoli again, showing her attitude.
As for Xiao Moxian, he also gave up.
Jun Xiaoyao is more powerful and evil than she thought.
"Little brother Xiaoyao, people didn’t offend you too much, don’t do anything to me, I’m still small, I am weak and can’t stand fierce torture." Little Moxian was pitiful, blinked and started Show weakness.
Jiang Luoli glared at the little magic fairy.
Why do you feel that something sounds wrong?
Seeing Jiang Luoli staring at him, Xiao Moxian also showed a narrow smirk and stared at Jiang Luoli instead.
The two loli stare at me like you, and I stare at you, displeasing each other.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about Xiao Moxian, but looked at Wangchuan.
The only person present who is hostile to him, I am afraid that only Wangchuan is the only one.
Wangchuan's figure unconsciously took two steps back, his expression extremely alert, and his face deep as water.
Although he really wants to get the origin of the ten realms in Jun Xiaoyao, he also knows that this is simply unrealistic.
Even if he returns to his peak state, it is definitely not an easy task to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered darkly, and he really wanted to solve Wangchuan.
At this moment, the far away heroic altar, as if due to the simultaneous manifestation of the origins of the ten realms, had begun to undergo a certain change.
An unusual gas machine emerged.
"The Altar of Heroic Spirits has changed." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
He was very determined, and ran directly to the altar of heroic spirits.
The Altar of Heroic Spirits is the most important thing. In contrast, dealing with Wangchuan is not so important. Anyway, he can't get rid of any waves.
And don't forget, Jun Xiaoyao still has the opportunity to sign in at the Altar of Heroes.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao grazing towards the altar of heroic spirits, Yiyu, Yan Qingying, and Jiang Luoli are also close behind.
Ji Qingyi hesitated for a moment when he saw it, before turning into a cyan light rainbow and passing by.
The little demon's eyes rolled around, she cast a wink at Wangchuan, and then she also swept towards the altar of heroic spirits.
Wang Chuan hesitated, but he slept in the lower realm, wasn't it just for this greatest opportunity?
He could never give up.
After making up his mind, Wangchuan also swept away.
After that, the surrounding arrogances swarmed towards the altar of heroic spirits.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't realize it until he approached the Altar of Heroic Spirits.
How old and magnificent this altar is.
Looking at it, it looks like an ancient mountain, towering and majestic, permeating the atmosphere of the ancients.
The most shocking thing is the endless white bones on the altar.
Even after so many years, the bones are still as hard as iron.
Some of the bones are as warm as jade, while others are radiant as gold.
It can be seen that these skeletons must have been extremely powerful people with special physiques.
But they all fell on the altar of heroic spirits.
It can be seen that this is a place of opportunity and a place of burial.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hand in his hand, and sighed slightly: "Years are like a sword cutting the arrogance of the sky, sighing on the road to longevity, if you don't prove that you become an emperor, you will become a dead bone."
How many heroes from ancient to modern times are talking about it.
This altar of heroic spirits is just a microcosm.
Compared to here, Nadi Road is obviously more cruel.
That is the real bone paving, and only the true peerless Tianjiao can go to the end.
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's sigh, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others were also moved.
Jun Xiaoyao did not hesitate and set foot directly on the altar of heroic spirits.
As soon as he stepped onto the first step, the whole altar was surging, as if countless ancient figures appeared, and all kinds of scenes appeared.
The Qi machine here has become very special, and there are countless magic sounds that disturb people's minds.
Jun Xiaoyao is unaffected, holding Yuan Shouyi and starting to set foot on the altar.
Following his footsteps, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying also stepped on.
When they saw Jun Xiaoyao stepping on, they thought it was not so difficult.
However, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others changed their colors when they actually set foot on them in person.
The terrifying pressure almost made them kneel on the ground.
At the same time, there are countless phantoms of ancient people who are interfering, with magical sounds permeating their ears, harassing their minds, making it difficult for them to calm down completely.
"So scary?" Jiang Luoli's face was also slightly pale.
She hurriedly urged the Yuan Ling Dao Body, which made it a little better.
However, the more so, the more it can reflect Jun Xiaoyao's detached peerlessness.
But seeing Jun Xiaoyao stepping onto the altar step by step, although not fast, but not slow, he has maintained his rhythm.
"Is it so exaggerated?"
Seeing the performance of Jiang Luoli, Yiyu and others, Xiao Moxian muttered.
She didn't believe in this evil, so she also stepped onto the altar.
After she took a step, her pure and charming little face also instantly changed color.
One staggered, almost didn't fall into a shit.
Seeing the performance of Xiao Moxian~IndoMTL.com~Ji Qingyi and Wang Chuan are all prepared in advance.
But when I stepped on it, I couldn't help but change color.
It's just stepping on the altar of heroic spirits, and there is such a terrifying coercion.
It is hard to imagine how strong the coercion will be in the back.
Ji Qingyi once again cast her pupils on the determined and plain Jun Xiaoyao.
Sometimes the gap between people is reflected here.
"Jun Xiaoyao, in this world, what else can be so rare that you can be hard to come by and moved you?" Ji Qingyi sighed in her heart.
Tongjun Xiaoyao is a peerless arrogant who lives in the same era, which is lucky and sad.
Fortunately, the Tianjiao of this era can witness the birth of a living legend.
The sad thing is that the arrogant of this era can only live under the shadow of legend, just like the humble star beside the sun.