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

In the crack of the Ten Realms, Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli swept towards the deepest part.

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

But the Heroic Spirit Altar was the opportunity he valued most, and it was related to his transformation.

And the deeper it goes, the more the sachet of token in Jun Xiaoyao's hand exudes the power of resonance.

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

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

"Son."

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Yan Qingying's hair was a little messy, and there was a fighting atmosphere, Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Yan Qingying told him everything that happened before.

"It turns out that Ji Qingyi has also descended into the realm, and has formed an alliance with a child of the heavens, but the child of the heavens is obviously not simple. He has the origin of the three realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Yan Qingying said that the Son of Heaven had killed two other Sons of Heaven.

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

Ordinary sons of the sky can't be so strong.

"Sir, I'm sorry, did I cause you trouble?" Yan Qingying said weakly.

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

"Oh, nothing, not only did you not bring me trouble, but you brought me a fat sheep." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

The Son of Heaven, named Li Daoxuan, was carrying the origin of the Three Realms all by himself, which saved Jun Xiaoyao the effort of collecting the origin of the world.

He embraces the origin of the five realms, and Li Daoxuan embraces the origin of the three realms.

The origin of the remaining two realms, Jun Xiaoyao believed, must also be in the body of a genius in the ten realms rift.

Because Tianjiao, who can obtain the origin of the world, will definitely be able to enter the cracks in the Ten Realms.

"Don't worry, your Dark Immortal Seed will definitely be brought back." Jun Xiaoyao comforted.

"Thank you, son." Yan Qingying bowed and bowed, the deep love in her eyes was hard to hide.

This made Jiang Luoli pouted, but she didn't say anything.

Doesn't this prove that her brother Xiaoyao is very attractive, and no woman can resist.

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

Is it time for raw rice to be cooked?

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

A figure in the sky flashed over again, it was Yi Yu.

At this moment, the breath of Yi Yu's body is still in the realm of Dao.

But it was a different feeling than before.

"Young Master." Yi Yu cupped his hands at Jun Xiaoyao, a look 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, the flames surged, and a crimson fire was burning.

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

Yi Yu doesn't need to look for a combination of immortal seeds, because he has already merged a true sun seed to become a master of combination.

The next realm of the realm of harmony is the realm of nirvana.

Nirvana realm is to find the right kind of fire, to nirvana oneself, to transform the true spirit of the shrine into a villain of primordial spirit.

This Xuanyang Divine Fire is an extremely rare and powerful kind of fire, and it is also very suitable for Yi Yu's own physical attributes.

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

It was correct that Yi Yu did not immediately merge with Xuanyang Shenhuo.

"Yes, thank you sir for calling me."

Jun Xiaoyao's suggestion is that he really wants to help Yi Yu improve his strength and make him stronger.

With such a master who took care of him, Yi Yu was even more grateful, and became more and more determined to follow Jun Xiaoyao.

"Okay, let's go, now the Tianjiao in the ten realms rift should all converge towards the altar." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The four of them, after reuniting again, swept toward the deepest part of the Ten Realms rift together.

Just when Jun Xiaoyao and others set off.

The other geniuses in the Ten Realms rift also swept towards the depths at the same time.

And the deeper they went, the more they discovered that there were some very powerful remnant souls.

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

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

boom!

In a boundary, two figures appeared.

One of them, a handsome young man in a black-gold robe, stretched out his hand lightly.

The power of reincarnation surged, directly tearing a remnant soul in front.

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

And beside him, the girl who was wearing a black short skirt, quirky, pure and charming like a fairy, was naturally a little devil from the Devil's Sect.

"It should be approaching the Altar of Heroes, this is the origin of the fate of the ten worlds, and it has a great chance." Xiao Moxian blinked her Shui Lingling eyes with anticipation.

"Your opponent, the Saintess of the Human Immortal Sect, should also go there." Wang Chuan said lightly.

"Hee hee, when the time comes, the brave one will win." Xiao Moxian laughed.

The two of them continued to move forward, and the remnants of the souls 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 around, even Xiao Moxian and Wang Chuan were shocked.

Because this piece of earth is white in color.

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

Densely packed, countless bones, covered the earth.

And at the end of this land of skeletons, a pyramid-shaped altar stood, filled with a prehistoric, primitive, ancient, and mysterious atmosphere.

The ancient altar is also full of bones, and when you look at it, your scalp will feel numb.

Is this a place of opportunity or a place of burial?

"Is that the heroic spirit altar?" Xiao Moxian looked at the altar covered with bones, and her little face no longer had the relaxed laughter before, and became a little dignified.

"I've been buried in the lower realm for so long, just for this chance, to transform at the Heroic Spirit Altar and walk an unprecedented path." Wang Chuan let out a deep breath and said.

To walk on a path that no one has taken before is probably the common goal of all peerless geniuses.

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

Of course, by following the path and path of the predecessors, one can also prove the Tao and become an emperor and climb to the top.

But people, after all, are ambitious.

Not to mention an ancient freak like Wangchuan.

There are also a very small number of Tianjiao around, who came here and saw the scene in front of them, and they were also shocked for a long time.

"Let's go." Xiao Moxian's eyes flashed, and Wang Chuan wanted to go to the altar of the heroic spirit.

And at this moment, a cold and indifferent voice sounded.

"Little Moxian, you really are here."