Chapter 262

The whole altar of spirits has thousands of steps.

Every step up the ladder, the pressure will increase, and there will be all kinds of interference.

Now, only Jun Xiaoyao can keep moving at a constant speed without stopping.

But Ji Qingyi, forgetting Chuan, xiaomoxian, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying and others are moving up step by step.

In the middle, we may have to adjust our breath.

As for the rest, they are the rest.

They can't miss it either.

However, Ji Qingyi, forgetting Chuan, Jiang Luoli, and Yan Qingying are not only the saints of the great religion, but also the ancient freaks, or the noble daughters of aristocratic families and the sons of heaven.

In contrast, the strength of the remaining Tianjiao is obviously too weak.

They set foot on the altar of the spirits, as difficult as climbing a mountain.

Among them, there are some Tianjiao, are unable to control their emotions, began to cry and laugh crazily, as if crazy in general.

This is the shadow of those ancient people, and the sound of magic that affected them and made them crazy.

There are not many such arrogance.

In addition to a small number of determined Tianjiao, most of them are soon unable to hold on and get mad.

"Ha ha ha, I'm the first person in ancient and modern times. Who can be against me?" One of Tianjiao laughed wildly.

However, the next moment, his head is directly like a watermelon general explosion, scene bloody to the extreme.

"Yes, I have got immortal inheritance!" Another Tianjiao eyes blood red, spread blood silk, showing the expression of ecstasy.

But then, he fell to the ground like a lightning strike and lost his breath of life.

It's weird. It makes a lot of people's hair stand on end.

Some Tianjiao, pale, could not help but fear in their hearts, and wanted to retreat from the altar.

But they were surprised to find that they could not turn back.

At this time, the top of the altar, as if vaguely, came the ancient and ethereal voice.

"If you open your bow, there is no turning back arrow, and there is no retreat in the path of testimony..."

Hearing this voice, those Tianjiao's heart is extremely regretful.

If they had known that the altar of heroes was so strange, they would never have stepped on it so easily.

But now, they have no choice but to go up.

If you really can't get on, you can sit on the original site and realize it, hoping to get some harvest.

Those Tianjiao, looking at the front of the Jun Xiaoyao, each eye is with envy and exclamation.

Jun Xiaoyao has completely exceeded their imagination.

Maybe he is a pronoun for power.

And forget Chuan to see this scene, the heart is unwilling.

As an ancient freak, he naturally has his own pride.

Since we can't compete with each other for the time being, can't we go up to the altar?

At the same time, the small six round return plate emerged from behind.

His breath immediately changed, like a brave dragon, began to step on.

This move of forgetting Chuan also attracted the attention of others.

Ji Qingyi shook her head.

In her eyes, the practice of forgetting Chuan is just a battle of will. Now is not the time to be a hero.

Yi Yu and Yan Qingying see the appearance, but also the corner of the mouth shows a sneer.

In their view, Jun Xiaoyao is an invincible existence.

It is obviously naive for forgetting Chuan to take back a city here.

However, at this time, Jun Xiaoyao's steps suddenly stopped.

This makes many people see, it is the eye shows a different color.

Jun Xiaoyao has always maintained the first position, riding away from others.

But now, suddenly stopped the pace, puzzling.

"Can't hold on at last?" Forget Chuan's eyes flash.

In his opinion, the performance of Jun Xiaoyao before he was estimated to be tenacious.

Hold up to now, finally some can not bear.

At a time when others are surprised, puzzled, or worried.

Jun Xiaoyao himself, but his eyes are full of joy.

The reason why he stopped is naturally not as forgetful as Sichuan thought, unable to support what.

But in his mind, there was a systematic cue.

"The host has arrived at the sign in place, the altar of the spirit. Do you want to sign in?"

"Check in." Jun Xiaoyao recited silently.

I don't know what good things I can get if I sign in at the altar of heroes.

"Reward to the host, Serra! Congratulations

As the voice of the system drops.

In Jun Xiaoyao's body, a fire suddenly appeared.

This group of fire, colorful, like countless gods gathered together, sent out a terrible smell of burning all the heaven and earth."Tuo shegu Di Yan?" Jun Xiaoyao was surprised at first, then happy.

Fire is no less important to friars than immortals.

Because the nirvana state is the nirvana state.

The most important thing of nirvana is to find fire, to Nirvana oneself, and to turn the god palace into a god villain.

This is a comprehensive transformation from the physical body to the soul level, which is a crucial step in the practice.

The importance of fire can be seen in general.

The more powerful the fire, the more able to completely make the monk Nirvana metamorphosis, bath fire rebirth.

Before Yi Yu once got a group of rare xuanyang Shenhuo, which is already a very high-grade fire.

However, there is no comparison between xuanyang Shenhuo and tuoshegudi Yan.

Because that's divine fire, and this is emperor fire!

It seems that this fire is the strongest one formed by gathering ten thousand fires, which can bring ultimate nirvana to the friars.

Of course, Nirvana will become more difficult.

"It's really sleepy to send pillows. Originally, I just wanted to break through to the realm of harmony on the altar of spirits. Now it seems that even Nirvana can be directly broken through."

The corners of your mouth sparked a faint smile.

Even in Jun's house, it is estimated that there is no fire with higher level than that of tuoshe ancient emperor.

This kind of fire is most suitable for you to enjoy nirvana.

"Brother Xiaoyao, are you ok?"

See Jun Xiaoyao has been standing in place.

Even Jiang Luoli, who had great confidence in him, felt a little uneasy and couldn't help but cry out.

Jun Xiaoyao returns to his mind and finally moves.

But this time, he did not climb alone, but raised his hand.

The golden blood of the ancient holy body was swept out from the sky to resist the terrible pressure of the altar of the spirit.

When Jun Xiaoyao released his breath, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and Yan Qingying were surprised to find that the pressure on them was almost reduced by half.

"This..." Jiang Luoli's small face was stunned at first, and then it bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.

Her climbing speed, and small magic fairy and other people opened the gap.

There are Yi Yu and Yan Qingying. They are also happy. They bow their hands to Jun Xiaoyao and say, "thank you very much."

After that, their speed also increased.

Seeing this scene of forgetting Chuan, the mind was severely shocked, and the whole person seemed to be turned into wood.

Jun Xiaoyao, his evil spirit is just, and now he can take off with other people.

Is there any reason for this?

Even if the little devil fairy, the small face is also dull.

Just now, Jiang Luoli was still in the same horizontal line with her, and now she is far away from her.

This makes the little devil fairy some can't accept, the gap is too big.

Obviously, she is a saint of the magic immortal sect. Her status and strength are not inferior to Jiang Luoli.

As a result, now, she is backward, very unbalanced.

Thinking of this, the little devil fairy opened his mouth and said, "Xiaoyao little brother, take someone else too!"

Jun Xiaoyao ignores this fairy like witch directly.

Although her face is pure and charming, in fact, as a saint of the devil fairy sect, she has many people in the pit.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's indifference, the little devil fairy once again said startling humanity.

"Xiaoyao little brother, don't ignore others, I live well, all kinds of postures are OK!"

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