Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

At this moment, all the celestial arrogances in the ten lower realms are looking up at the sky.

They also understand that the greatest opportunity in the lower realm is coming.

This kind of opportunity, even in the fairyland, is rare in ten thousand years.

Therefore, many Immortal Realm Tianjiao are also gearing up and eager to try.

on a certain continent.

In a holy place, there is the sound of chanting scriptures, and the Buddha's name is preaching.

Countless creatures, surrounded by a Buddhist hall, worshiped a figure in the hall reverently.

That figure was a handsome young monk wearing a golden cassock.

It is Xiaoxitian Buddha, Fahai.

At this moment, behind him, there is a faint figure of a Buddha, but that Buddha is faintly wrapped in blood.

At the same time, behind Fahai's head, the power of incense and belief gathered together and turned into a divine ring.

In the ring of gods, there seems to be the sound of endless creatures chanting sutras, which is extremely mysterious.

At a certain moment, Fa Hai opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, with a calm and calm smile on his face, and there was blood in his eyes.

"Finally, it's coming, the biggest chance in the lower realm." Fa Hai murmured in his heart, his face very calm.

During his time in the lower realm, he grew rapidly, not only condensing the power of the beliefs of all living beings.

It also thoroughly explored the special physique of his own Buddha body and demon heart.

Instead of suppressing the devil's heart, he discovered the greatest power of the devil's heart and merged with the Buddha's body.

Buddha and demon are one, the world is invincible!

Fahai is now very confident.

If he faced Shangjun Xiaoyao again, he would definitely not be as embarrassed and vulnerable as he was in Tiandaolou before.

"This final chance belongs to me, Fahai." Fa Hai's eyes shone with blood.

On another continent, somewhere in the land of chance, a bloody battle is breaking out.

All the geniuses from the lower realms are besieging one person.

That figure, dressed in the dark and ferocious Tianmang horn god armor, held a cold-edged scorpion spear.

At the same time, there is a vast sword intent in the body, which shatters the void in all directions.

He pierced through the hole with a single shot, directly piercing the chests of several Tianjiao, and made a vigorous batch.

But for a moment, all the geniuses in this place of opportunity were slaughtered by this figure.

If Jun Xiaoyao was here, he would definitely not be unfamiliar with this figure.

It was the Marquis of Pan Wushen Dynasty Champion, Yang Pan!

He also entered the lower realm very early, in order to obtain the opportunity of the lower realm and to find the remaining three swords of the Panhuang.

"It's finally here. The Pan Emperor Spirit Sword in my body has a premonition. The whereabouts of the other two swords must be related to the Ten Realms rift." Yang Pan's eyes showed a sharp edge.

He has always been unwilling in his heart, and regards Jun Xiaoyao as his target.

And the only chance to surpass Jun Xiaoyao is in the rift of the Ten Realms.

So Yang Pan made up his mind this time.

If he doesn't fight again this time, it is estimated that he will be completely left behind by Jun Xiaoyao.

The changes in the Ten Realms can be said to have attracted everyone's attention.

This is a catastrophic catastrophe for the creatures of the lower world.

Because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is absorbed, the spiritual energy above the continent is very scarce.

It is even more difficult to cultivate.

And for those saints who want to live a long life, it is obviously a very difficult thing to survive in the era of lack of spiritual energy.

So this is a heavy blow to the creatures in the lower world.

But for Xianyu Tianjiao, this is the beginning of a big opportunity.

They will not pity the creatures of the lower world.

When they get the chance, they will pat their butts and go back to Xianyu.

This kind of change lasted for more than ten days.

After more than ten days, the spiritual energy of the ten continents finally stopped collapsing.

However, it is almost consumed.

At a certain moment, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly felt something and took out the sachet.

Vaguely, the scent of this sachet seems to resonate with a certain place, as if to lead Jun Xiaoyao to go.

"It's finally started."

The corners of Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled up.

He directly called Yi Yu and the others.

"Let's get ready to go, the biggest opportunity in the lower realm is here." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

Hearing this, both Yi Yu and Yan Qingying's eyes sparkled.

Jiang Luoli even cheered.

Jun Xiaoyao and his party left the ancient protoss residence and went to the outer sea.

Jun Xiaoyao knew that the location where the Ten Realms Fissure appeared was uncertain.

It's possible in any barren mountains and in the corners.

Those who can enter, except for those with great luck, are people like Jun Xiaoyao who own the token of the Heroic Spirit Altar.

After about half a day, Jun Xiaoyao came to the depths of the outer sea of ​​Vientiane Continent under the guidance of the sachet.

In the end, Jun Xiaoyao stood still on a sea surface.

Jiang Luoli blinked her big eyes, looked left and right, and asked in doubt, "Brother Xiaoyao, where is the entrance to the Ten Realms rift you said?"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly and pointed to the sea.

"Under the sea?" Jiang Luoli opened her mouth.

She also did not expect that the entrance of the ten realms rift would be at the bottom of the deep sea.

It's really impossible to find someone without a certain amount of luck.

Jun Xiaoyao and others, the mana on the surface of the body surged, turned into a shield, and directly escaped into the deep sea.

The outer sea of ​​the Vientiane Continent, like the endless sea of ​​the Profound Sky Continent, is extremely dangerous.

There are many terrifying deep-sea monsters hidden in the deep sea.

Such as blue-ringed octopus, megalodon, killer whale and so on.

But these deep-sea beasts were easily killed by the ancestors of Dongxuan and others.

After going deep into the sea.

In the dark undersea canyon, Jun Xiaoyao discovered a dark space crack.

Around the crack, space is distorted, and sea water cannot enter it.

Vaguely, within the crack, there is still a strong spiritual energy emitting.

"Is that the entrance to the Ten Realms Fissure?" Jiang Luoli and the others all widened their eyes.

"This is just one of the entrances. There should be entrances in other places in the Ten Realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.

They didn't hesitate, ready to enter.

However, Ancestor Dongxuan and the others discovered that the entrance to the Ten Realms rift was actually a vague sense of rejection.

With their sage cultivation base, it is impossible to enter it at all.

"What's going on?" Ancestor Dongxuan and the others were a little confused.

Jun Xiaoyao thought for a while.

The inheritance of the Heroic Spirit Altar in the Ten Realms Rift is aimed at the younger generation.

For the saints such as the ancestors of Dongxuan, it has no great effect.

Maybe the opportunities in the ten realms fissures were originally prepared for the younger generation, so it was difficult for the strong to enter.

"Just stay here." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Ancestor Dongxuan and the others nodded.

Jun Xiaoyao took Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying to step into the fissure channel of the Ten Realms together.

As for Jun Ying'er, her cultivation base is still low and she is not suitable to enter it.

And Su Ziqiong was just a slave girl he accepted at will, and Jun Xiaoyao naturally had no intention of cultivating it.

So he only brought Jiang Luoli three people.

At the same time, in the Vientiane Continent, in a monster forest.

A young man with a calm expression was frantically hunting down monsters.

On top of his head, there is also a talisman that is filled with supreme aura, flashing divine flowers.

It is the sixteenth prince Fang Han!