Chapter 255: Xuanyang divine fire, earth of bones, altar of heroic spirits

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Within the fissures of the Ten Realms, Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli swept towards the deepest point.

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

But the altar of heroic spirits was the opportunity he valued most, related to his transformation.

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

It can be seen that he is not very far away from the Altar of Heroes.

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

"The son."

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying shouted.

"what happened?"

Seeing Yan Qing Ying's temples were in chaos and fighting, Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Yan Qingying told him what had happened before.

"It turns out that this is the case. Ji Qingyi is also in the lower realm, and has formed an alliance with a son who is against the sky, but that son who is against the sky is obviously not simple. He has the origin of the three realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Yan Qingying said that the son who was against the sky had killed the other two sons.

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

It is impossible for ordinary sons of heaven to be so strong.

"My son, I'm sorry, did you cause trouble?" Yan Qingying was weak.

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

"Heh, it's nothing. Instead of causing me trouble, you brought me a fat sheep." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

The son of Li Daoxuan, who had the origin of the Three Realms, saved Jun Xiaoyao's 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.

Jun Xiaoyao believed that the remaining two realms' origins must also belong to a certain Tianjiao in the fissure of the ten realms.

Because Tianjiao who can obtain the origin of the world will definitely be able to enter the fissures of the ten realms.

"Don't worry, your dark fairy will be taken back." Jun Xiaoyao comforted.

"Thank you, son." Yan Qingying bowed her body, and the deep love in her eyes could not be completely concealed.

This made Jiang Luoli on the side pouting, but she didn't say anything.

Doesn't this prove that Xiaoyao's brother is so charming that no woman can resist.

Of course, this also gave Jiang Luoli a sense of crisis, and he began to figure out how to occupy Jun Xiaoyao first.

Is it time for raw rice to cook mature rice?

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

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

At this moment, the aura on Yi Yu's body was still in the realm of He Dao.

But it feels different from before.

"The son." Yi Yu arched his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao, with a hint 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, and the flames surged, and a crimson flame was burning.

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

Yi Yu didn't need to look for the immortal seed Hedao, because he had merged with a true sun seed and became a Hedao master.

And the next state of Hedao state is Nirvana state.

Nirvana is to find a suitable fire, Nirvana, and transform the true spirit of the palace into a villain of the soul.

This Xuanyang Divine Fire is an extremely rare and powerful fire, and it fits well with Yi Yu's own gong body attributes.

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

Yi Yu was right that he did not immediately merge with the Xuanyang Divine Fire.

"Yes, thank you son for calling."

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

With such a master who cared for herself, Yi Yu felt even more grateful, and she became more determined to follow Jun Xiaoyao.

"Okay, let's go, now the Tianjiao in the Ten Realm Rifts should all gather towards the altar." Jun Xiaoyao said.

After the four of them reunited, they swept towards the deepest part of the Ten Realms Rift together.

Just when Jun Xiaoyao and others left.

The other Tianjiao in the Ten Realm Rift also swept toward the depths at the same time.

And the deeper they went, the more they discovered that some very powerful remnant spirits appeared.

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

From time to time, there are arrogances, falling in the hands of the remnant soul.

boom!

At a boundary, two figures appeared.

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

The force of reincarnation surging, directly tore a remnant soul in front of him.

This handsome, pale-skinned young man is the ancient freak of the Reincarnation Sect, Wangchuan.

And beside him, the girl who wore a black short skirt, was an eccentric, pure and charming girl like a fairy, was naturally a little magic fairy of the Demon Cult.

"It should be coming to the Altar of Heroic Spirits, this is the origin of the gathering of the ten worlds, with great opportunities." Little Moxian blinked Shui Lingling's eyes, showing expectation.

"Your opponent, the celestial saint, should go there too." Wang Chuan said lightly.

"Hehe, when the time comes, we will meet the brave and win." Xiao Moxian smiled.

The two of them continued to move forward, and the remnant spirits along the way could not stop them in the slightest.

Finally, about an hour passed.

They came to the deepest part of the rift in the ten worlds.

Looking around, even Xiao Moxian and Wang Chuan were shocked.

Because this land is white.

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

Densely dense, countless bones, covered the earth.

At the end of this skeletal land, a pyramid-shaped altar stands in it, filled with a prehistoric, primitive, ancient, and mysterious atmosphere.

On that ancient altar, there are also bones all over, which makes people feel numb at the first glance.

Is this a chance place or a burial place?

"Is that the altar of heroic spirits?" Xiao Moxian looked at the altar covered with bones, his small face was no longer the relaxed laughter he had before, becoming a bit solemn.

"I Wangchuan has been buried in the lower realm for so long~www.readwn.com~ It is for this opportunity to transform on the altar of heroic spirits and take an unprecedented path." Wangchuan let out a deep breath.

It is probably the common goal of all peerless Tianjiao to take a path that has not been taken by the predecessors.

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

Of course, following the trajectory and path of the predecessors, one can also prove that Dao becomes emperor and climb the peak.

But people are ambitious after all.

Not to mention ancient freaks like Wangchuan.

There are also a handful of Tianjiao around, who walked here and saw the scene in front of them, and they were also caught in a long-lasting shock.

"Let's go." Little Moxian's eyes flashed, and he wanted to board the altar of heroic spirits with Wangchuan.

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Little Moxian, you really are here."