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

After the 950th level of the Heroic Spirit Altar, every time you step on it, it feels more difficult than the 950th level before.

As strong as the ancient freak Wang Chuan, he could only regret staying at about the 970th order.

But Jun Xiaoyao kept walking.

The more you forget, not only that coercion, but also all kinds of heroic spirits manifested to stop Jun Xiaoyao.

It can be said that few people have been able to overcome this difficulty since ancient times, because it is too difficult.

In the face of such difficulties, the ancient freaks could only resign themselves to the disadvantage.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold and his face was calm.

The coercion of the Heroic Spirit Altar would not cause too much trouble for him.

On the other hand, some of those heroic spirits actually wanted to kill the true spirit of his shrine and take away his body.

But think about it, think from another angle, if Jun Xiaoyao is a heroic spirit imprisoned here, seeing such a perfect body, 80% would also want to take the house.

In the face of those heroic spirits' means of seizing their homes, Jun Xiaoyao's counterattack is very simple.

The Chaos God Mill was directly sacrificed.

The terrifying Chaos God Mill crushes the heavens.

This is a supreme soul attack method, which is extremely lethal to those heroic spirits.

No matter how powerful those ancient heroic spirits are, they can only shatter into nothingness under the crushing of Jun Xiaoyao's Chaos God Mill.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor step by step.

When he took a step and stepped on the last floor.

There was a loud bang.

The entire Heroic Spirit Altar began to tremble.

Densely packed, countless phantoms of heroic spirits emerged from the surrounding void.

That number is like a swarm of locusts.

It can be said that even the ancient freak Wang Chuan could be killed in an instant in the face of such a terrifying Heroic Spirit attack.

This is already not giving Jun Xiaoyao a way to live, and he wants to completely cut off his way forward.

"Brother Xiaoyao!"

Seeing this, Jiang Luoli and the others below looked extremely nervous.

They have confidence in Jun Xiaoyao.

But at the moment, the heroic spirit that manifested overwhelmingly is no longer an existence that the younger generation Tianjiao can deal with.

Each of the heroic spirits was once a peerless genius, an extraordinary creature.

And looking around, there are tens of thousands of heroic spirits manifesting at the same time.

Let me ask the younger generation, who can resist the attack of tens of thousands of peerless geniuses?

"It's too terrifying, no one can pass this level." Wang Chuan shook his head slightly when he saw this scene.

To be honest, he has such a trace of admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.

If he didn't fall, Jun Xiaoyao would probably be the most dazzling genius in this era, no one.

"Hey, little brother Xiaoyao is in trouble now, but unfortunately, I haven't been able to test his strength yet." Xiao Moxian also shook his head sadly.

In her opinion, it is difficult for Jun Xiaoyao to survive this calamity.

Ji Qingyi glanced at it, thinking about it in her heart.

But Jun Xiaoyao always seems to be creating miracles.

This is the case with Yuantian Secret Treasure, and so is Tiandaolou.

So any guesses may be overturned before the results are finalized.

In the face of tens of thousands of heroic spirits, ordinary Tianjiao may be scared to pee his pants.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale.

As soon as he stomped his foot, in the void around him, there were phantoms of saints of all ways.

It is one of the Eucharistic visions of the ancient Eucharist, the pilgrimage of all saints.

As soon as the vision came out, it suppressed the heavens and the earth.

In the void, a series of explosions sounded.

Many heroic spirits burst under the pressure of this terrifying vision.

But even so, the number of remaining Heroic Spirits is still numerous.

Just when Jun Xiaoyao wanted to use his extreme move again.

The sachet on his body suddenly appeared.

"Huh? This..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed surprise.

This sachet was the token that led him into the Ten Realms Rift.

Before Jun Xiaoyao figured out, this should be a token left by a proud daughter of the ancient days.

But at this moment, this sachet has changed.

A special air machine emerged.

A beautiful shadow manifested in the void, blocking Jun Xiaoyao.

When seeing this beautiful figure, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes trembled slightly.

It's not how this beautiful figure shocked him.

Rather...

He had seen this figure.

This beautiful figure is a woman with a grimace mask on her face.

Her body is slim and slender, her blue silk fluttering in the wind.

Muscles and bones are lustrous and beautiful as snow.

This beautiful figure is very similar to the ghost-faced girl facing Jun Xiaoyao on the forty-ninth floor of Tiandao Building.

It's just that compared to the ghost-faced girl in Tiandaolou, the woman with the ghost-face in front of her has a more slender body, as if she has grown up a bit, and begins to show her peerless temperament.

"It's her again?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.

Why Tiandaolou, and this heroic spirit altar, have the footprints of this ghost-faced woman.

"On the other side, the flowers bloom in the seven-color sky, and the flowers become immortals for a thousand years..."

"Brother, I have been waiting for you in Hongchen for a thousand years, and where are you?"

The ghost-faced woman seemed to murmur, and the gaze under the mask fell on Jun Xiaoyao.

What's weird is that when the ghost-faced woman's phantom appeared, the heroic spirits around the altar showed great fear and stayed away, avoiding the ghost-faced woman like snakes and scorpions.

The scene fell into an eerie silence for a while.

Even Wang Chuan and the others were a little stunned.

what's going on?

It stands to reason that this kind of mortal predicament is impossible to have a chance to turn around.

But Jun Xiaoyao, however, has opened up a chance of life again.

If Li Daoxuan was still alive, seeing this scene, he would definitely be able to roar.

What is the protagonist of heaven and earth, the son of luck?

This is the protagonist of heaven and earth, the son of luck.

In contrast, these heaven-defying sons from the lower realms are nothing compared to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao himself was also a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, my luck was pretty good.

Obviously, that sachet belongs to the ghost-faced woman.

The ghost-faced woman looked at Jun Xiaoyao, suddenly came over, raised her plain hand, and wanted to touch Jun Xiaoyao's cheek.

However, she was a phantom, so she directly passed through Jun Xiaoyao's face.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale, and there was no turbulence because of the ghost-faced woman's actions.

He knew that this ghost-faced woman must have mistaken him for her brother.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao also had doubts.

How could the elder brother of the ghost-faced woman be as handsome as him?

The ghost-faced woman sighed, then turned around and looked at the remaining heroic spirits.

She exuded a terrifying aura, and she brushed out her hands.

In the void, endless flowers bloom.

The scarlet other side flowers bloomed all over the sky.

This scene is beautiful, but also weird.

Those heroic spirits, each with a distorted expression, let out a screeching sound, and vanished into ashes in the other side of the flower.

The ghost-faced woman waved her hand and cleared the way for Jun Xiaoyao.

All heroic spirits were killed and none survived.

Rao is Jun Xiaoyao, but also a little speechless.

Is this ghost-faced woman willing to be a tool person and be used by him?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't even have to move his fingers, and the ghost-faced woman swept away all obstacles for him.