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

Hearing Xiao Moxian's words, a group of people broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

This Demon Immortal Sect saint really dares to say anything.

However, Xiao Moxian's character is like this. Although she looks pure and beautiful, she has a kind of charm.

There is no scruples in driving, it can be said that it is a completely different type from Jiang Luoli.

Although Jiang Luoli didn't understand what it meant to live well and posture.

But combined with Xiao Moxian's charming and innocent face, he also knew that this must not be serious talk.

She spat softly: "You witch, what are you talking about harassing Brother Xiaoyao!"

"Jiang Luoli, are you deliberately pretending you don't understand?" Xiao Moxian laughed recklessly.

"You... hum, don't think about what to do to brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli was blushing, her cheeks flushed.

Some of the special "knowledge" of Little Moxian is blank for her, and she doesn't understand it at all.

"No, no, no, you are so close to brother Xiaoyao, you really don't have anything to do with brother Xiaoyao, right?"

Xiao Moxian pretended to be surprised, yin and yang strangely said.

"You..." Even if Jiang Luoli didn't understand this, she could still understand what it meant when she heard this sentence.

Her face immediately turned red like an apple, but she couldn't say a word.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat, this little witch was more slippery than him when driving.

But looking at the body of the little magic fairy, she and Jiang Luoli are half a catty.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Jun Xiaoyao continued to climb with Jiang Luoli and others.

"Little brother Xiaoyao, people know that you are a desolate holy body, and you are full of energy. A Jiang Luoli can't satisfy you, and people can serve you well."

Xiao Moxian spoke unscrupulously, seduced by words, and wanted to impress Jun Xiaoyao.

Rao is Jun Xiaoyao, and he is speechless.

He admitted that he is a desolate holy body, and the ability of the god of kidneys to hide is exceptionally strong.

But is he that kind of person?

Yeah? Yeah?

Jun Xiaoyao ignored it.

Seeing their backs gradually climbing up, Xiao Moxian stomped her feet in anger.

"It's better to rely on yourself instead of relying on the side door." Ji Qingyi's eyes were light, and she has been climbing silently.

"Yes, Miss White Lotus, you are the purest." Xiao Moxian sarcastically said.

Ji Qingyi shook her head and ignored it.

She knew the opponent's character well, so she didn't try to argue.

It was difficult for Wang Chuan's heart to remain calm, and Jun Xiaoyao's performance refreshed his understanding of evildoers.

It can be said that if Jun Xiaoyao lived in his era, he would definitely be the most dazzling genius, no one.

However, Wang Chuan, after all, is an ancient freak of the Samsara Demon Sect, and his temperament is far from comparable to that of Li Daoxuan.

Soon, he adjusted his state and began to climb silently.

For a while, there was no disturbance in the entire Heroic Spirit Altar.

Now, there are very few people who can persevere on the altar.

Those arrogances either died madly, or stayed in place, unable to move forward.

Jun Xiaoyao still leads the way.

Not only that, he also brought Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying with him.

It is equivalent to Jun Xiaoyao alone, bearing the pressure of four people.

Then there were Ji Qingyi, Wang Chuan, Xiao Moxian and others.

Finally, there are a few scattered Tianjiao who are still insisting.

And the higher you go, the stronger the pressure.

Of course, that kind of Dao rhyme is also getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, Yan Qingying was the first to speak when she stepped on the nearly 800-story stairs.

"Young master, Qingying is almost here."

Yan Qingying's already fair cheeks were now even more pale.

Apparently she has reached her limit.

Although Yan Qingying was the successor of the Devil Devouring Art and devoured the essence of Tianjiao in the Immortal Realm, but after all, he was a Tianjiao in the lower realm, and his growth time was still very short, and his background was insufficient.

In fact, if you rely on her own strength, it would be very good to be able to set foot on the 600th floor.

Now that he can reach the 800th floor, he still relies on the protection of Jun Xiaoyao.

"That's good, you can understand and cultivate here." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, but did not force it.

It's too late, if you force Yan Qingying to continue on board, it will not be good for her cultivation.

Yan Qingying nodded, took out the Dark Immortal Seed, and began refining and comprehension.

She is confident that she can break through on the Altar of Heroes.

Then, when it was almost nine hundred and fifty floors above, Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu also stopped.

They can't move forward either.

Jun Xiaoyao did not force it either, and began to climb alone.

After reaching the 950th level or above, the pressure almost doubled with each step.

Not only that, but the surrounding ancient heroic spirits in the manifest and void actually started to attack.

A heroic spirit in the shape of a flaming bird opened his mouth and swallowed red flames.

There is also a centipede-like creature that came from the void.

There are outstanding people from ancient times, holding a spear that breaks the sky and throwing them at Jun Xiaoyao.

These heroic spirits are all creatures who fell on the altar of heroic spirits before.

They are jealous of you, and prevent him from continuing his upward climb.

For these, Jun Xiaoyao slammed the palm of his hand, and the golden palm print pushed everything horizontally.

All heroic spirits shattered in front of him.

Ji Qingyi and Xiao Moxian finally stayed on the ninety-fifth floor.

On the contrary, Wang Chuan continued to climb.

The little six-path reincarnation disc is spinning behind him, and the power of his sacramental body is also driven to the extreme.

He was unwilling. As an ancient freak, he didn't want to be like this and be compared by contemporary Tianjiao.

It's just that the more you get to the last dozens of stairs, the stronger and terrifying that kind of coercion is.

At this stage, even the ancient freak Wang Chuan could only move up step by step.

In the end, Wang Chuan stopped at a place of more than 970 floors and could no longer take any further steps.

In fact, to be honest, this performance is already very good.

Throughout the ages, less than one percent of Tianjiao who entered the fissures of the Ten Realms were able to set foot on the 800th floor.

Those who can set foot on the 900th floor are less than one thousandth.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao who was still walking, Wang Chuan finally lowered his head.

He lost to Jun Xiaoyao again.

No matter in strength, will, or talent, he is not as good as Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if it returns to its peak state, it is estimated that this fact cannot be changed.

"Could it be that he wants to step on the top of the Heroic Spirit Altar?" Wang Chuan's pupils were trembling.

The top of the Heroic Spirit Altar is almost a restricted area that no one can step on.

And he also knew one thing.

If you want to forge your own path, you must step on the top of the altar.

Because only at the top of the Heroic Spirit Altar, can Jun Xiaoyao obtain all the blessings of the ten lands of the lower world.

Plus the help of the origin of the ten realms.

Jun Xiaoyao may only have the slightest possibility to open up a path that has not been traversed by predecessors.

"Jun Xiaoyao has such ambition." Wang Chuan took a deep breath.

It is difficult for him to imagine that Jun Xiaoyao, who is a genius and a monster, is extremely powerful.

If he carves out his own path again, how bright his future will be.

Even proving the Tao and becoming an emperor will not be the end of Jun Xiaoyao!