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

At this moment, the origin of the five worlds in Jun Xiaoyao's body also emerged involuntarily. For a time, the origins of the ten lower realms were all surrounding Jun Xiaoyao. Set off Dijun Xiaoyao, like the supreme god king, the emperor of the immortal world! At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seems to be the only god in heaven and earth! The scene in front of him was also deeply in the eyes of everyone present. Not to mention the arrogance of the lower realms, all of them stood frozen in place as if they were petrified, and even their breathing seemed to stop. Even Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian and other immortal saintesses who were used to seeing big scenes felt a faint sense of suffocation at this moment. Because at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's energy is too detached. Wang Chuan's eyes were dignified like never before. His invincible Taoism was also cast a shadow. This is normal. Whoever changed it, was sealed for countless years, and after being born again, I thought it would be able to push all the arrogance of the contemporary generation. As a result, it didn't take long for it to come out, and it was hit. Whoever it is, the Tao's heart will be affected, and it will not be able to calm down. Jun Xiaoyao's eyes swept to Wangchuan, Ji Qingyi, and Xiao Moxian. Wang Chuan's expression was extremely alert, and his eyes were solemn. Ji Qingyi sighed lightly and did not fight Jiang Luoli again, expressing her attitude. As for Xiao Moxian, he also gave up. Jun Xiaoyao, more powerful and more evil than she imagined. "Little brother Xiaoyao, they didn't offend you too much, but don't shoot at me. I'm still young and weak, and I can't bear the severe torture." The little Moxian was pitiful, blinking his eyes and starting to show weakness. Jiang Luoli glared at Xiao Moxian. Why does this sound a little wrong? Seeing Jiang Luoli staring at herself, Xiao Moxian also showed a cramped smirk and glared at Jiang Luoli instead. The two loli just stared at me, I stared at you, and they didn't like each other. Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about Little Moxian, but looked at Wangchuan. The only person present who was hostile to him was probably Wang Chuan. Wang Chuan's figure unconsciously took two steps back, his expression was extremely alert, and his face was as condensed as water. Although he really wanted to get the origin of the Ten Realms in Jun Xiaoyao, he also knew that this was simply unrealistic. Even if he returns to his peak state, it is definitely not an easy thing to suppress Jun Xiaoyao. Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed darkly, he really thought about it a hundred times before solving Wang Chuan. And at this moment, the altar of the heroic spirits in the distance, as if because of the simultaneous manifestation of the origin of the ten realms, actually began to change in some way. An unusual air force emerged. "The Heroic Spirit Altar has changed." Jun Xiaoyao murmured. He was very decisive and swept directly to the Heroic Spirit Altar. The Heroic Spirit Altar is the most important thing. In contrast, dealing with Wang Chuan is not so important. Anyway, he can't make any waves. And don't forget, Jun Xiaoyao still has the opportunity to sign in at the Heroic Spirit Altar. Seeing Jun Xiaoyao swept towards the Yingling altar, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and Jiang Luoli followed closely behind. Seeing this, Ji Qingyi hesitated for a while, but also turned into a cyan rainbow and swept past. Xiao Moxian rolled her eyes, she gave Wang Chuan a wink, and then swept towards the Heroic Spirit Altar. Wang Chuan was hesitant, but he was sleeping in the lower realm, wasn't it just for this greatest opportunity. He simply couldn't give up. After making up his mind, Wang Chuan also swept away. Afterwards, the arrogance of the surrounding people rushed to the altar of the heroic spirit in a swarm. Jun Xiaoyao didn't find out until he got close to the Altar of Heroes. How ancient and magnificent is this altar. Looking around, it is like an ancient mountain, towering and majestic, filled with the atmosphere of the ancient times. And the most shocking thing is the endless white skeletons on the altar. Even after so many years, those bones are still as hard as iron. Some of the bones are as warm as jade, while others are as radiant as gold. It can be seen that these skeletons must have been extremely powerful men with special physiques before they were alive. But they all fell on the Heroic Spirit Altar. It can be seen that this is a place of opportunity and a place of burial. Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, and sighed slightly: "The years are like swords slashing the arrogance of heaven. On the road to longevity, you will sigh and sigh. If you don't become an emperor, you will become a dead bone." This Heroic Spirit Altar is just a microcosm. Compared to here, on the Emperor Road, it is obviously more cruel. That is the real corpse paving the way, and only the real peerless genius can reach the end. Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's sigh, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others were also touched. Jun Xiaoyao did not hesitate and stepped directly onto the altar of the heroic spirit. The moment he stepped on the first step, the entire altar was surging, as if countless ancient figures appeared, and all kinds of scenes were manifested. The Qi machine here has become extremely special, and there are countless magical sounds that disturb people's minds. Jun Xiaoyao was unaffected, holding Yuan Shouyi and starting to set foot on the altar. Following his footsteps, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying also set foot on them. When they saw Jun Xiaoyao step by step, they thought it wasn't that difficult. However, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others all changed color when they actually stepped on it in person. The terrifying pressure almost made them kneel on the ground. At the same time, there are countless ghosts of ancient heroes interfering, and there are magic sounds that pierce their ears, harassing their minds, making it difficult for them to completely calm down their minds. "Is it so scary?" Jiang Luoli's face was also slightly pale. She hurriedly activated the Yuanling Dao Body, which made her feel a little better. But the more this is the case, the more it can reflect the detachment of Jun Xiaoyao. But seeing Jun Xiaoyao stepping on the altar step by step, although not too fast, but not slow, he has always maintained his rhythm. "Is it that exaggerated?" Xiao Moxian muttered when she saw the performance of Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others. She didn't believe in this evil, so she stepped on the altar. After she took a step, her innocent and charming little face changed color instantly.

A staggering, almost did not throw a dog to eat shit. Seeing Xiao Moxian's performance, Ji Qingyi and Wang Chuan prepared in advance. But when I stepped on it, I couldn't help but change color. This is just the moment he stepped on the altar of the heroic spirit, there is such a terrifying coercion. It is hard to imagine how strong the pressure will be in the back. Ji Qingyi's pupils once again turned to Jun Xiaoyao, who was walking firmly and looking calm. Sometimes the gap between people is reflected here. "Jun Xiaoyao, in this world, what else can beat you and move you?" Ji Qingyi sighed. A peerless genius like Tongjun Xiaoyao, living in the same era, is both lucky and sad. Fortunately, the genius of this era can witness the birth of a living legend. Sadly, the arrogance of this era can only live under the shadow of legends, like the inconspicuous stars beside the sun.