Chapter 192: A token of the heroic altar, the Taoist Ye Jiahu appeared, the Sky Profound...

Because Jun Xiaoyao wants to take a path that belongs to him.
And this road is obviously not so easy to open up.
The energy required will definitely be great.
So Jun Xiaoyao has to plan ahead.
He feels that the origin of the world may be the most useful aid, and the more the better.
Now, he already possesses the world origin of the Star Continent, as well as a small part of the world origin of the Profound Sky Continent.
Next, Jun Xiaoyao was ready to harvest Lin Feng.
After such a long time, Lin Feng should have obtained the rest of the world origin of the Profound Sky Continent.
After getting the world origin of the Star Continent, there seemed to be nothing else in this hall.
In the end, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze fell on the remains of Wuji Xingjun.
It was the body of his last life, bruised and bruised, sitting majestic on the throne.
It looked like a hero.
If you hadn't met Jun Xiaoyao, you might have succeeded in living the second life.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, glanced at the remains of Wuji Xingjun, revealing a thoughtful look, and then raised his hand to stick out.
"I'm going, the master is going to touch the corpse?" The nine lions were speechless.
Jun Xiaoyao, what a cruel man!
Not even let go of the opportunity to touch the corpse.
After Jun Xiaoyao fumbled for a while, he withdrew his hand, with an extra sachet in his hand.
Yes, yes, it is just a sachet.
And also exudes a faint fragrance, which lasts for a long time.
"Let me take it, this Wuji Xingjun is still a scorpion, using a woman's sachet?" The nine heads of the nine lions all showed surprised expressions.
Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "This is not something of Wuji Xingjun himself, it is a token."
"Credit?" Nine lions tilted their heads.
"A token of entry into the rift of the Ten Realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.
The ancestor Dongxuan told him before that, except for some great fortuners and great perseverance, they can enter the rift in the ten realms.
Another way is to enter through tokens.
The heroic altar in the fissure of the ten worlds, there were countless ancient people who wanted to prove the way on it, and blaze an unprecedented path.
However, most of them have fallen.
After their fall, it is inevitable that some relics will be left behind, contaminated with the breath of the heroic altar, and finally spread.
The Tianjiao outside can use the breath of this token to find the entrance to the Ten Realms Rift.
And this sachet was obviously left by a female hero.
After putting away the sachet, Jun Xiaoyao was also ready to leave.
He obtained thousands of star nuclei, six split star puppets, the origin of the star continent, and the token to enter the fissures of the ten realms.
As for the Zhu Xing Shattered Bow, it was given to Yi Yu.
Jun Xiaoyao really looked down on the remaining treasures of the Star Palace.
But he didn't waste it either, asking Yi Yu and the nine lions to keep it.
Later, it can be left to Xuan Tianzong as a resource.
After some searching, Jun Xiaoyao and others also walked out of the Star Palace and left the dark realm.
At the moment when Jun Xiaoyao stepped out of the dark realm.
A breath of terror burst out suddenly, with extreme anger.
Three figures stand in the void.
All exude a powerful quasi-sage aura.
"Oh my God, the three quasi-sages?" Some of the monks who were lucky enough to walk out of the dark realm had their scalps numb.
Where did these three quasi-sages come from?
"No, they seem to be aimed at the Emperor's Son!" Some monks noticed.
The three quasi-sages' eyes were all locked on Jun Xiaoyao.
"The Son of God..." An Ran walked out of the star palace, Chu Hongyi's eyes were also worried.
If it weren't for Jun Xiaoyao's help, she would not have come out of the treasure house of the Star Palace alive.
Therefore, seeing Jun Xiaoyao in crisis at this moment, she would naturally worry.
Jun Xiaoyao himself, his face was calm.
He raised his eyelids, his tone couldn't be flattering: "The three quasi-sages of the Ye family, what does this mean?"
Jun Xiaoyao had guessed it a long time ago, Ye Xingyun's lower realm, it is impossible to have no protector.
Just because of the limitations of the dark realm, the Taoist can't step into it.
Among the three quasi-sages, an old man with goat beard in the middle stepped out.
Jun Xiaoyao is no stranger either. This old man is exactly Ye Xingyun's old servant, Fu Bo.
"Son of the Jun family, Master Xingyun's soul lamp has gone out." Fu Bo's expression was sad.
The two quasi-sages beside them, their eyes are as sharp as a falcon, staring at Jun Xiaoyao.
They all know that Ye Xingyun and Jun Xiaoyao had conflicts many times.
If Ye Xingyun falls, who is most suspected is undoubtedly Jun Xiaoyao.
Moreover, in this dark realm of the lower realm, the only person capable of killing Ye Xingyun was Jun Xiaoyao.
"What if I said it wasn't me who killed it?" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
It's not that he was scared and wanted to argue.
It’s not your own pot, why do you have to carry it yourself?
"Humph, you didn't kill it. In this case, besides you, who else can kill Master Ye?" the two quasi-sages beside Fu Bo coldly snorted.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and his face suddenly sank.
"The son explained that he didn't want to carry this pot for no reason, because he was really afraid of you?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, and the cold aura made the two quasi-sages silent for a while, unable to speak cruel words.
In terms of cultivation, they are not afraid of Jun Xiaoyao, but in terms of identity, they can't provoke Jun Xiaoyao.
Fu Bo waved his hand and said, "My Lord God, please calm down your anger. The old man just wants to know the truth about the fall of the young master."
Fubo's attitude made Dejun Xiaoyao's expression a little slow, and then he explained it briefly.
"It turned out to be like this." Fubo heard the words, and his eyes became more sad.
He did not expect that Ye Xingyun did not die in Jun Xiaoyao's hands, but died in this aggrieved way.
"Really?" The other two quasi-sages looked suspicious.
Jun Xiaoyao sneered: "If the son of God really did it, you will kill if you kill it. If there is only one Ye Xingyun, will the son of God refuse to admit it?"
These words caused the two quasi-sages to jump their eyelids.
Only the son of the Jun family dared to say such a thing.
"Thank you for your confusion, hey, Master Xingyun was planted on top of his pride." Fu Bo's expression was sad, and he felt a little old again in an instant.
Jun Xiaoyao sighed lightly: "Having a loyal servant like you is also a blessing to Ye Xingyun."
"Where, the old man is incompetent..." Fubo sighed, arching his hands at will, a little frustrated.
Afterwards, they left, preparing to pass the bad news back to the Ye family.
This kind of thing is actually quite common.
In a world of great controversy, Tianjiao's fall is normal.
Ye Xingyun was just one of the countless splashes, and it disappeared in no time.
"Next ~EbookFREE.me~ it is time to return to the Profound Sky Continent, and then go to solve other sinners' affairs, and find Jun Wanjie's sister." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
And just as the last disturbance in the Star Continent was also approaching calm.
In the Profound Sky Continent, there was a shocking wave.
Many ancient sacred mountains in the Central Forbidden Zone joined the WTO and wanted to push the four regions of the east, west, south, and north to establish the order of the ancient races.
The first to bear the brunt was the human forces headed by Dongxuan Dao Sect, which suffered a devastating blow.
Especially the Eastern Xuan Dao Sect, because it was a surprise attack, the entire Eastern Xuan Dao Sect was caught off guard by the Primordial Mountain.
Except for the Dongxuan Sect Master and a few strong men who were barely injured and escaped, all the other Dongxuan Dao Sect monks were destroyed!
This news shook the entire four profound realms of east, west, north and south!
For a time, everyone in Profound Sky Continent was in danger!