Chapter 255 Xuanyang Shenhuo, Bone Earth, Heroic Spirit Altar
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J Shen
Chapter 255 Xuanyang Shenhuo, Bone Earth, Heroic Spirit Altar
In the Ten Realm Rift, Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli plundered towards the deepest point.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't need to care about other opportunities in the Ten Worlds Rift.
But the Altar of Heroic Spirits is the opportunity he values most, and it is related to his transformation.
And the deeper it went, the more resonance was emitted from the token sachet in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
It can be seen that he is not very far from the Altar of Heroes.
At this moment, a beautiful figure flew over in the distance, it was Yan Qingying.
"Son."
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying yelled.
"what happened?"
Seeing Yan Qingying's slightly disheveled hair on the temples, with an air of fighting, Jun Xiaoyao asked.
Yan Qingying just told him everything that happened before.
"It turns out that Ji Qingyi has also descended to the lower realms, and even formed an alliance with a son against the sky, but that son against the sky is obviously not simple, and has the origin of the three realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Yan Qingying said that the son against the sky had killed the other two sons against the sky.
It also means that he alone has the origin of the Three Realms.
It is impossible for ordinary sons against the sky to be so strong.
"My lord, I'm sorry, did I cause you trouble?" Yan Qingying said weakly.
Facing Li Daoxuan and the others, she was like a cruel queen of darkness, but in front of Jun Xiaoyao, she looked like a soft girl.
"Oh, it's nothing. Instead of causing me trouble, you brought me a fat sheep." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
That heaven-defying son named Li Daoxuan has the origin of the three realms in his body, which saves Jun Xiaoyao the effort to collect the origin of the world.
He has the origin of the five realms, and Li Daoxuan has the origin of the three realms.
The origin of the remaining two realms, Jun Xiaoyao believes, must also be in the body of a certain genius in the rift of the ten realms.
Because the Tianjiao who can get the origin of the world will definitely be able to enter the Ten Realms Rift.
"Don't worry, your dark fairy seed will definitely be taken back." Jun Xiaoyao comforted.
"Thank you, my lord." Yan Qingying bowed and bowed, the deep admiration in her eyes was hard to hide completely.
This made Jiang Luoli pouted, but she didn't say anything.
Doesn't this prove that her elder brother Xiaoyao is very attractive, 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 to cook raw rice?
Jun Xiaoyao didn't notice the sly look in Jiang Luoli's big eyes at all, just as he was about to set off.
A figure from Yuankong flashed over again, it was Yiyu.
At this moment, the aura on Yi Yu's body was still in the Dao Composite state.
But it feels different from before.
"Young Master." Yi Yu cupped his hands at Jun Xiaoyao, with a ray of excitement on his face.
"It seems that you have gained a lot of opportunities." Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.
"That's right." Yi Yu stretched out his hand, flames surged, and a crimson tinder was burning.
"Hey, this is... Xuanyang Shenhuo?" Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.
Yi Yu didn't need to look for the immortal seed to join the Tao, because he had already fused a true sun seed and became a master of the Tao.
And the next state of the Dao state is the state of Nirvana.
The Nirvana state is to find a suitable kind of fire, Nirvana itself, and transform the true spirit of the shrine into a villain of the 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.
"That's right, you can wait until the Heroic Spirit Altar, and then refine the fire seed Nirvana, it should be of great blessing to you." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Yi Yu was right in not choosing to merge Xuanyang Shenhuo immediately.
"Yes, thank you son for calling me."
Jun Xiaoyao's suggestion is to really help Yiyu improve his strength and make him stronger.
Yi Yu felt even more grateful for having such a master who took care of him, and his determination to follow Jun Xiaoyao became stronger.
"Okay, let's go, now the Tianjiao in the Ten Worlds Rift should all gather towards the altar." Jun Xiaoyao said.
After the four of them reunited again, they plundered towards the deepest part of the Ten Worlds Rift together.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao and others left.
The other Tianjiao in the Ten Worlds 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 and resentful spirits appearing.
These remnant souls and resentful spirits seem to be some creatures that fell near the altar of heroic spirits, and each remnant soul is very powerful.
From time to time, there are arrogances who fall into the hands of remnant souls.
boom!
In one place, two figures appeared.
One of them, a handsome young man in a black and gold robe, stretched out his hand lightly.
The power of reincarnation surged, directly tearing apart a remnant soul in front of him.
This handsome young man with pale skin is none other than Wang Chuan, an ancient freak of the Demon Sect of Reincarnation.
And beside him, that girl in a short black skirt, eccentric, pure and charming like a goblin, is naturally the Little Demon Immortal of the Demon Immortal Cult.
"Should be coming to the Altar of Heroic Spirits soon. This is the origin of luck from the ten worlds, and there is a great opportunity." Xiao Moxian blinked her shui lingling eyes, showing anticipation.
"Your opponent, the Saintess of the Immortal Sect, should go there too." Wang Chuan said flatly.
"Hee hee, when the time comes, we will meet on a narrow road and the brave will win." Xiao Moxian said with a smile.
The two of them continued to move forward, and the remnants and resentful spirits along the way could not stop their footsteps in the slightest.
Finally, after about an hour.
They came to the deepest part of the Ten Worlds Rift.
Looking around, even Xiao Moxian and Wang Chuan were shocked.
Because this piece of land is white.
This is not the color of soil, but the color of bones.
Densely packed, countless white bones covered the earth.
And at the end of this land of bones, a pyramid-shaped altar stands in it, filled with a prehistoric, primitive, ancient, and mysterious atmosphere.
On that ancient altar, there are also skeletons all over, which makes people feel scalp numb just by looking at it.
Is this a place of chance, or a place of burial?
"Is that the Heroic Spirit Altar?" Xiao Moxian looked at the altar covered with bones, her small face was no longer the relaxed smile it was before, and became a little dignified.
"I, Wang Chuan, has been buried in the lower realm for so long, and it is for this opportunity that I transformed on the Altar of Heroic Spirits, and blazed an unprecedented path." Wang Chuan exhaled deeply.
To blaze a path that no one has blazed before is probably the common goal of all peerless geniuses.
But those who can really walk out of a broad road are too few, too few, almost zero.
Of course, following the trajectory and path of the predecessors, one can also become an emperor and climb to the top.
But people, after all, have ambitions.
Not to mention ancient freaks like Wang Chuan.
Around, there are also a very small number of Tianjiao 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 he wanted to climb up to the Altar of Heroes with Wang Chuan.
But at this moment, a calm and indifferent voice sounded like a spring.
"Little Moxian, you are indeed here."
(End of this chapter)
In the Ten Realm Rift, Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli plundered towards the deepest point.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't need to care about other opportunities in the Ten Worlds Rift.
But the Altar of Heroic Spirits is the opportunity he values most, and it is related to his transformation.
And the deeper it went, the more resonance was emitted from the token sachet in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
It can be seen that he is not very far from the Altar of Heroes.
At this moment, a beautiful figure flew over in the distance, it was Yan Qingying.
"Son."
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying yelled.
"what happened?"
Seeing Yan Qingying's slightly disheveled hair on the temples, with an air of fighting, Jun Xiaoyao asked.
Yan Qingying just told him everything that happened before.
"It turns out that Ji Qingyi has also descended to the lower realms, and even formed an alliance with a son against the sky, but that son against the sky is obviously not simple, and has the origin of the three realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Yan Qingying said that the son against the sky had killed the other two sons against the sky.
It also means that he alone has the origin of the Three Realms.
It is impossible for ordinary sons against the sky to be so strong.
"My lord, I'm sorry, did I cause you trouble?" Yan Qingying said weakly.
Facing Li Daoxuan and the others, she was like a cruel queen of darkness, but in front of Jun Xiaoyao, she looked like a soft girl.
"Oh, it's nothing. Instead of causing me trouble, you brought me a fat sheep." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
That heaven-defying son named Li Daoxuan has the origin of the three realms in his body, which saves Jun Xiaoyao the effort to collect the origin of the world.
He has the origin of the five realms, and Li Daoxuan has the origin of the three realms.
The origin of the remaining two realms, Jun Xiaoyao believes, must also be in the body of a certain genius in the rift of the ten realms.
Because the Tianjiao who can get the origin of the world will definitely be able to enter the Ten Realms Rift.
"Don't worry, your dark fairy seed will definitely be taken back." Jun Xiaoyao comforted.
"Thank you, my lord." Yan Qingying bowed and bowed, the deep admiration in her eyes was hard to hide completely.
This made Jiang Luoli pouted, but she didn't say anything.
Doesn't this prove that her elder brother Xiaoyao is very attractive, 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 to cook raw rice?
Jun Xiaoyao didn't notice the sly look in Jiang Luoli's big eyes at all, just as he was about to set off.
A figure from Yuankong flashed over again, it was Yiyu.
At this moment, the aura on Yi Yu's body was still in the Dao Composite state.
But it feels different from before.
"Young Master." Yi Yu cupped his hands at Jun Xiaoyao, with a ray of excitement on his face.
"It seems that you have gained a lot of opportunities." Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.
"That's right." Yi Yu stretched out his hand, flames surged, and a crimson tinder was burning.
"Hey, this is... Xuanyang Shenhuo?" Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.
Yi Yu didn't need to look for the immortal seed to join the Tao, because he had already fused a true sun seed and became a master of the Tao.
And the next state of the Dao state is the state of Nirvana.
The Nirvana state is to find a suitable kind of fire, Nirvana itself, and transform the true spirit of the shrine into a villain of the 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.
"That's right, you can wait until the Heroic Spirit Altar, and then refine the fire seed Nirvana, it should be of great blessing to you." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Yi Yu was right in not choosing to merge Xuanyang Shenhuo immediately.
"Yes, thank you son for calling me."
Jun Xiaoyao's suggestion is to really help Yiyu improve his strength and make him stronger.
Yi Yu felt even more grateful for having such a master who took care of him, and his determination to follow Jun Xiaoyao became stronger.
"Okay, let's go, now the Tianjiao in the Ten Worlds Rift should all gather towards the altar." Jun Xiaoyao said.
After the four of them reunited again, they plundered towards the deepest part of the Ten Worlds Rift together.
Just when Jun Xiaoyao and others left.
The other Tianjiao in the Ten Worlds 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 and resentful spirits appearing.
These remnant souls and resentful spirits seem to be some creatures that fell near the altar of heroic spirits, and each remnant soul is very powerful.
From time to time, there are arrogances who fall into the hands of remnant souls.
boom!
In one place, two figures appeared.
One of them, a handsome young man in a black and gold robe, stretched out his hand lightly.
The power of reincarnation surged, directly tearing apart a remnant soul in front of him.
This handsome young man with pale skin is none other than Wang Chuan, an ancient freak of the Demon Sect of Reincarnation.
And beside him, that girl in a short black skirt, eccentric, pure and charming like a goblin, is naturally the Little Demon Immortal of the Demon Immortal Cult.
"Should be coming to the Altar of Heroic Spirits soon. This is the origin of luck from the ten worlds, and there is a great opportunity." Xiao Moxian blinked her shui lingling eyes, showing anticipation.
"Your opponent, the Saintess of the Immortal Sect, should go there too." Wang Chuan said flatly.
"Hee hee, when the time comes, we will meet on a narrow road and the brave will win." Xiao Moxian said with a smile.
The two of them continued to move forward, and the remnants and resentful spirits along the way could not stop their footsteps in the slightest.
Finally, after about an hour.
They came to the deepest part of the Ten Worlds Rift.
Looking around, even Xiao Moxian and Wang Chuan were shocked.
Because this piece of land is white.
This is not the color of soil, but the color of bones.
Densely packed, countless white bones covered the earth.
And at the end of this land of bones, a pyramid-shaped altar stands in it, filled with a prehistoric, primitive, ancient, and mysterious atmosphere.
On that ancient altar, there are also skeletons all over, which makes people feel scalp numb just by looking at it.
Is this a place of chance, or a place of burial?
"Is that the Heroic Spirit Altar?" Xiao Moxian looked at the altar covered with bones, her small face was no longer the relaxed smile it was before, and became a little dignified.
"I, Wang Chuan, has been buried in the lower realm for so long, and it is for this opportunity that I transformed on the Altar of Heroic Spirits, and blazed an unprecedented path." Wang Chuan exhaled deeply.
To blaze a path that no one has blazed before is probably the common goal of all peerless geniuses.
But those who can really walk out of a broad road are too few, too few, almost zero.
Of course, following the trajectory and path of the predecessors, one can also become an emperor and climb to the top.
But people, after all, have ambitions.
Not to mention ancient freaks like Wang Chuan.
Around, there are also a very small number of Tianjiao 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 he wanted to climb up to the Altar of Heroes with Wang Chuan.
But at this moment, a calm and indifferent voice sounded like a spring.
"Little Moxian, you are indeed here."
(End of this chapter)
