Chapter 262: Jun Xiaoyao’s ambition, ascended to the top of the altar of heroic spirits, and opened up...

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Hearing what Xiao Moxian said, a group of people all had cold sweat on their foreheads.
This demon fairy sage dared to say anything.
However, Xiao Moxian's character is like this, although he looks pure and pretty, but he has a kind of flattery.
There was no hesitation when driving the car, it could be said that it was a completely different type from Jiang Luoli.
Although Jiang Luoli didn't understand what it meant to live well, posture, and so on.
But combined with Xiao Moxian's charming and innocent face, he also knew that this must not be serious.
She lightly said, "You witch, what are you saying to harass Brother Xiaoyao!"
"Jiang Luoli, are you deliberately pretending that you don't understand?" Xiao Moxian laughed brazenly.
"You...huh, don't think about doing anything to Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli was angry, his cheeks flushed.
Some special "knowledge" of Xiao Moxian was blank to her, she didn't understand at all.
"No way, no way, you obviously have such a close relationship with Xiaoyao brother, don't you really have nothing to do with Xiaoyao brother?"
Xiao Moxian pretends to be surprised, yin and yang strange aura.
"You..." Even if Jiang Luoli doesn't understand this anymore, he can still understand what this means.
Her face immediately turned red like an apple, but she couldn't say a word.
Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat, and the little witch drove even more slippery than him.
However, he looked at that little demon fairy's body, and was half-hearted with Jiang Luoli.
"Sorry, not interested." Jun Xiaoyao continued to climb with Jiang Luoli and others.
"Little brother Xiaoyao, people know that you are an ancient sacrament and are full of energy. A Jiang Luoli can't satisfy you, and they can take care of you."
Little Moxian spoke brazenly, seduce him, and wanted to impress Jun Xiaoyao.
Rao is Jun Xiaoyao, but also speechless.
He admitted that he was an ancient sacred body, and the of kidneys was extremely capable of hiding.
But is he that kind of person?
is it? is it?
Jun Xiaoyao ignored it.
Seeing their backs gradually climbing up, Xiao Moxian stamped his feet with anger.
"Rather than relying on the side door, it is better to rely on yourself." Ji Qingyi's eyes were faint and she was climbing silently.
"Yes, Miss Bai Lianhua, you are the purest." Xiao Moxian said sarcastically.
Ji Qingyi shook his head and ignored it.
She knew the opponent's character well, so she didn't fight her tongue.
Wang Chuan's heart was difficult to keep calm, and Jun Xiaoyao's performance refreshed his understanding of evildoers.
It can be said that if Jun Xiaoyao lived in his time, he would definitely be the most dazzling arrogant talent, not one of them.
But Wangchuan, after all, is an ancient freak of the Samsara Demon Sect, and his temperament is far from Li Daoxuan's and his like.
Soon, he adjusted his state and began to climb silently.
For a time, there was no turmoil in the entire heroic altar.
Now, there are very few people who can persist on the altar.
Those Tianjiao either died madly, or stayed where they were, unable to move forward.
Jun Xiaoyao still takes the lead.
Not only that, he also brought Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying.
It is equivalent to Jun Xiaoyao alone, who has endured the pressure of four people.
Then came Ji Qingyi, Wangchuan, Xiaomoxian and others.
Finally, there are a few scattered Tianjiao who are still persisting.
And the higher the pressure, the stronger the pressure.
Of course, that kind of Taoist rhyme is becoming stronger and stronger.
Finally, when she stepped onto almost 800 steps, Yan Qingying spoke first.
"My son, Qingying is almost done here."
Yan Qingying's white cheeks were even more pale at the moment.
Obviously she has reached the limit.
Although Yan Qingying is the heir of the God-Swallowing Demon Art and has swallowed the essence of the Immortal Realm Tianjiao, after all, it is the Lower Realm Tianjiao, with a short growth time and insufficient background.
In fact, if relying on her own strength, it would be pretty good to be able to reach the six hundred floors.
Now that he can reach the eight hundredth floor, he still relies on Jun Xiaoyao's shelter.
"Well, you can get a good understanding of cultivation here." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly without compelling.
If it is too late, if Yan Qingying is forced to continue to climb, it will be bad for her cultivation.
Yan Qingying nodded, took out the Dark Immortal Seed, and began to refine and enlighten.
She is confident that she can break through on the altar of heroic spirits.
Then, when it reached the 950th floor, Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu also stopped.
They can't move forward either.
Jun Xiaoyao also did not force himself, and began to climb alone.
After reaching the 950th level and above, every step taken, the coercion almost doubled.
Not only that, the surrounding ancient heroic spirits in manifest and void started to attack unexpectedly.
A flamingo-like hero opened his mouth, vomiting red inflammation.
There is also a creature that looks like a centipede, killed from the void.
There are ancient people, holding the god-breaking spear, and throwing it at Jun Xiaoyao.
These heroic spirits are all the creatures who fell on the altar of heroic spirits before.
They are jealous of Jun Xiaoyao and prevent him from climbing.
Regarding these, Jun Xiaoyao flew with a palm, and the golden palm print pushed everything horizontally.
All the heroic spirits shattered before him.
Ji Qingyi and Xiao Moxian finally stayed on the ninety-fifth floor.
On the contrary, Wangchuan continued to climb.
The small six reincarnation discs are spinning behind him, and the power of his reincarnation Eucharist is also urged to the extreme.
He was unwilling. As an ancient freak, he didn't want to just fall into the sand like this and be compared to the contemporary Tianjiao.
It's just that as you reach the last dozens of steps, the pressure becomes more terrifying.
At this point, even the ancient freak Wangchuan can only move upward step by step.
In the end, Wang Chuan stopped at more than nine hundred and seventy floors and couldn't take any further steps.
In fact, to be honest, this performance is already extremely good.
Throughout the ages, the Tianjiao who entered the fissures of the Ten Realms, were able to set foot on more than 800 floors, less than one percent.
It is less than one-thousandth that can step on the 900th floor.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao who was still walking, Wangchuan finally lowered his head.
He lost to Jun Xiaoyao again.
No matter in strength, in will, or in talent, he is not as good as Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if it returns to its peak state, it is estimated that this fact cannot be changed.
"Does he want to set foot on the top of the Heroic Spirit Altar?" Wangchuan's pupils were trembling~EbookFREE.me~ The top of the Heroic Spirit Altar was almost a restricted area that no one could step on.
And he also knows one thing.
If you want to make your own way, you must step onto the top of the altar.
Because only at the top of the Altar of Heroic Spirits, Jun Xiaoyao can get all the blessings of Qi Luck in the Ten Lower Realms.
With the help of the origin of the ten worlds.
Jun Xiaoyao might have such a slight possibility, blazing a trail that no one had taken before.
"Jun Xiaoyao has such ambitions." Wang Chuan took a deep breath.
It is hard for him to imagine that Jun Xiaoyao, who is inherently talented and enchanting, and powerful.
If he blazes his own path again, how bright his future will be.
Even proving Dao to become emperor will not be the end of Jun Xiaoyao!