Chapter 262 Jun Xiaoyao's ambition, climbing to the top of the altar of heroes and opening up an unprecedented path

Hearing the words of the little magic fairy, a group of people broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

This saint of the magic fairy sect really dares to say anything.

However, the little magic fairy's personality is like this. Although she looks pure and pretty, she has a kind of charm.

She has no scruples when driving, which can be said to be a completely different type from Jiang Luoli.

Although Jiang Luoli doesn't understand what good work and posture mean.

But combined with the charming and pure face of the little magic fairy, she also knows that this must not be a serious talk.

She spat lightly and said: "You witch, what are you saying to harass Brother Xiaoyao!"

"Jiang Luoli, are you pretending not to understand?" The little magic fairy laughed unscrupulously.

"You... Humph, don't think about doing anything to Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli was angry, and her cheeks were red.

Some of the special "knowledge" of the little magic fairy was blank to her, and she didn't understand it at all.

"No way, no way, you are so close to Xiaoyao, you really didn't do that with Xiaoyao?"

The little fairy pretended to be surprised and said sarcastically.

"You..." Jiang Luoli could still understand what it meant when she heard this, even if she didn't understand it.

Her face immediately turned red like an apple, but she couldn't say a word.

Jun Xiaoyao's face was calm, this little witch drove better than him.

But looking at the little fairy's body, it was about the same as Jiang Luoli's.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Jun Xiaoyao continued to climb with Jiang Luoli and others.

"Xiaoyao, I know you are an ancient holy body with vigorous energy. Jiang Luoli alone can't satisfy you. I can also serve you well."

The little fairy spoke unscrupulously, seducing with words, trying to impress Jun Xiaoyao.

Even Jun Xiaoyao was speechless.

He admitted that he was an ancient holy body, and his kidney's divine storage ability was particularly strong.

But is he that kind of person?

Is that so? Is that so?

Jun Xiaoyao ignored it.

Looking at their backs gradually climbing up, the little demon fairy stamped her feet in anger.

"Instead of relying on unorthodox methods, it is better to rely on yourself." Ji Qingyi's eyes were light, and she had been climbing silently.

"Yes, Miss Bai Lianhua, you are the purest." The little demon fairy said sarcastically.

Ji Qingyi shook her head and ignored it.

She knew the character of this opponent very well, so she did not argue.

Wangchuan's heart was difficult to remain calm. Jun Xiaoyao's performance refreshed his understanding of monsters.

It can be said that if Jun Xiaoyao lived in his time, he would definitely be the most brilliant genius, without a doubt.

However, Wangchuan was an ancient freak of the Samsara Demon Sect after all, and his character was far from comparable to that of Li Daoxuan and his like.

Soon, he adjusted his state and began to climb silently.

For a while, there was no disturbance in the entire Heroic Spirit Altar.

Now, there are very few people who can persist on the altar.

Those geniuses either died of madness or stayed where they were, unable to move forward.

Jun Xiaoyao still took the lead.

Not only that, he also brought Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying.

It was equivalent to Jun Xiaoyao alone bearing the pressure of four people.

Then came Ji Qingyi, Wangchuan, Little Magic Fairy and others.

Finally, there were a few scattered geniuses who were still persisting.

And the higher you go, the stronger the pressure.

Of course, the mysterious Dao rhyme is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, when stepping on more than 800 steps, Yan Qingying spoke first.

"Young Master, Qingying is almost here."

Yan Qingying's already fair cheeks were even more pale at this moment.

Obviously, she has reached her limit.

Although Yan Qingying is the descendant of the Devouring Gods and Demons Art and has devoured the essence of the genius of the Immortal Realm, she is a genius of the lower realm after all. She has not grown for a long time and has insufficient foundation.

In fact, if she relies on her own strength, it would be great to be able to step onto the 600th floor.

Now that she can reach the 800th floor, she still relies on Jun Xiaoyao's protection.

"Well, you should practice here well." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly and did not force her.

Too much is as bad as too little. If Yan Qingying is forced to continue to climb, it will be bad for her practice.

Yan Qingying nodded, took out the dark fairy seed, and began to refine and comprehend.

She is confident that she can break through on the Heroic Spirit Altar.

Then, when they reached more than 950 steps, Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu also stopped.

They could not move forward.

Jun Xiaoyao also did not force himself and began to climb alone.

After reaching more than 950 steps, the pressure almost doubled with every step.

Not only that, the ancient heroes in the surrounding manifestations and the void actually began to attack.

A firebird-like hero opened his mouth and spewed out red flames.

There was also a centipede-like creature that came from the void.

There were ancient heroes holding the Sky-breaking Spear and throwing it at Jun Xiaoyao.

These heroes were all the creatures that had fallen on the Heroic Spirit Altar before.

They were jealous of Jun Xiaoyao and stopped him from climbing up.

For these, Jun Xiaoyao blasted them away with a palm, and the golden palm print pushed everything away.

All the heroes in front of him were shattered.

Ji Qingyi and the little demon fairy finally stopped at about the 95th floor.

On the contrary, Wangchuan continued to climb.

The small six-path reincarnation disk behind him was spinning, and the power of his reincarnation holy body was also pushed to the extreme.

He was unwilling to give up. As an ancient freak, he didn't want to fail like this and be outdone by the contemporary geniuses.

However, the closer he got to the last few dozen steps, the stronger the pressure became.

At this point, even the ancient freak Wangchuan could only move up step by step.

In the end, Wangchuan stopped at more than 970 floors and could not take another step.

To be honest, this performance was already very good.

Throughout the ages, less than 1% of the geniuses who entered the Ten Realms Rift could step onto more than 800 floors.

Less than 1/1000 could step onto the 900th floor.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao who was still moving forward, Wangchuan finally lowered his head.

He lost to Jun Xiaoyao again.

Whether in terms of strength, will, or talent, he was not as good as Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if he recovered to his peak state, it would probably not change this fact.

"Could it be that he wants to step on the top of the Heroic Spirit Altar?" Wangchuan's pupils were trembling.

The top of the Heroic Spirit Altar is almost a forbidden area that no one can step on.

And he also knows one thing.

If you want to open up your own path, you must step on the top of the altar.

Because only at the top of the Heroic Spirit Altar can Jun Xiaoyao obtain all the blessings of the fortune of the ten lands in the lower world.

With the help of the origin of the ten realms.

Jun Xiaoyao may have a slight possibility to open up a path that no one has ever walked before.

"Jun Xiaoyao actually has such ambitions." Wangchuan took a deep breath.

He could not imagine that Jun Xiaoyao, who was already a genius and extremely powerful.

If he opened up his own path, how bright would his future be.

Even becoming an emperor would not be the end of Jun Xiaoyao!