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Chapter 255 Xuanyang Divine Fire, Bone Land, Heroic Spirit Altar

Inside the Ten Realm Rift, Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli plundered towards the deepest point.

Jun Xiaoyao can ignore 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.

"Young master."

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao, Yan Qingying yelled.

"What's wrong?"

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 formed an alliance with a heaven-defying son, but that heaven-defying son is obviously not simple, and has the origin of The Three Realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Yan Qingying said that the son of heaven-defying had killed the other two sons of heaven-defying.

In other words, he is alone with the origin of The Three Realms.

Ordinary sons of heaven-defying are also impossible to be so strong.

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

Facing Li Daoxuan and 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.

The heaven-defying son named Li Daoxuan possessed the origin of The Three Realms alone, which saved Jun Xiaoyao the effort of collecting 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 worlds, Jun Xiaoyao believes, must also be in the body of a certain genius in the ten-world rift.

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 Immortal 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 Daoist figure from Yuan Kong flashed over again, it was Yi Yu.

At this moment, the aura on Yi Yu's body is still in the Indistinguishable Dao state.

But it feels different from before.

"Young master." Yi Yu arched his cupped hands to Jun Xiaoyao, with a ray 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, a crimson's fire was burning.

"Eh, this is... Xuanyang Shenhuo?" Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.

Yi Yu didn't need to look for the Indistinguishable Dao, because he had already fused a true Sun Seed and became a master of the Indistinguishable Dao.

And the next Realm of the Indistinguishable Dao Realm is the Nirvana Realm.

The Nirvana realm is to find a suitable fire, and Nirvana himself will 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 to 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.

With such a caring master, Yi Yu felt even more grateful, and became more determined to follow Jun Xiaoyao.

"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 were leaving.

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 Samsara surged, directly tearing apart a remnant soul in front of him.

This handsome young man with pale skin is the ancient freak of the Samsara Demon Sect, River of Forgetfulness.

And beside him, that girl in a short black skirt, eccentric, pure and charming like a goblin, is naturally the little Devil Immortal taught by Devil Immortal.

"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." The little Devil Immortal blinked his watery eyes, showing anticipation.

"Your opponent, the saint of the Immortal Cult, should go there too." River of Forgetfulness said lightly.

"Hee hee, when the time comes, the brave will win." Little Devil Immortal laughed.

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 the little Devil Immortal and River of Forgetfulness 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 Altar of Heroic Spirits?" The little Devil Immortal looked at the altar covered with bones, his little face was no longer the relaxed smile it was before, and became a little dignified.

"I, River of Forgetfulness, have been buried in the Nether Realm for so long, just for this opportunity, to transform on the Altar of Heroic Spirits and walk out an unprecedented path." River of Forgetfulness exhaled a deep breath.

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 the River of Forgetfulness.

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." Little Devil Immortal's eyes flashed, and he wanted to board the Altar of Heroic Spirits with River of Forgetfulness.

But at this moment, a calm and indifferent voice sounded as cold as a spring.

"Little Devil Immortal, you are indeed here."

(end of this chapter)