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

This Demon Immortal Sect Holy Maiden really dares to say anything.

However, the little demon fairy's personality is like this, although it looks pure and pretty, but it has a kind of charm.

I don't have any scruples about driving a car, and it can be said that I am a completely different type from Jiang Luoli.

Although Jiang Luoli didn't understand what it meant to live well, posture.

But combined with the little demon fairy's charming and innocent little face, he also knew that this must not be a serious matter.

She spat lightly and said, "You witch, what are you talking about harassing Brother Xiaoyao!"

"Jiang Luoli, are you deliberately pretending not to understand?" the little demon fairy laughed unscrupulously.

"You...... Hmph, don't you want to do anything to Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli puffed up, and her cheeks were flushed.

Some of the little demon fairy's special "knowledge" was a blank for her, and she didn't understand it at all.

"No, no, you're obviously so close to Little Brother Xiaoyao, you really don't have something to do with Little Brother Xiaoyao, right?"

The little demon fairy pretended to be surprised, and the yin and yang qi were strange.

"You ......" Even if Jiang Luoli doesn't understand this anymore, when she hears this, she can still understand what it means.

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

Jun Xiaoyao's face was flat, and this little witch drove a car faster than him.

However, he looked at the body of the little demon fairy, and Jiang Luoli was half a pound and eight taels.

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

"Little brother Xiaoyao, people know that you are an ancient holy body and have strong energy, a Jiang Luoli can't satisfy you, and people can also serve you well. ”

The little demon fairy opened his mouth unscrupulously, seducing with words, wanting to impress Jun Xiaoyao.

Rao is a gentleman, but he is also speechless.

He admitted that he was a desolate ancient holy body, and the ability to hide the god of the kidney was exceptionally strong.

But is he that kind of person?

Is it?

Jun Xiaoyao ignored it.

Looking at their backs gradually climbing up, the little demon fairy was so angry that he stomped his feet.

"It's better to rely on yourself than to get on the sidelines. Ji Qingyi's eyes were faint, and she had been climbing silently.

"Yes, Miss White Lotus, you are the purest. The little demon fairy said sarcastically.

Ji Qingyi shook her head and didn't pay attention to it.

She knew her opponent's character well, so she didn't fight with her tongue.

Lechuan's heart was difficult to keep calm, and Jun's carefree performance refreshed his perception of demons.

It can be said that if Jun lived in his time, he would definitely be the most brilliant Tianjiao, and there was no one.

However, Lechuan is an ancient freak of the Reincarnation Demon Sect after all, and his heart is far from being comparable to Li Daoxuan and his ilk.

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

For a while, there was no turmoil in the entire Altar of the Heroic Soul.

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

Those Tianjiao are either mad and dead, or they stay in place, unable to move forward.

Jun Xiaoyao is still in the lead.

Not only that, but he also took Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying with him.

It is equivalent to Jun Yao alone, bearing the pressure of four people.

followed by Ji Qingyi, Lethe, Little Demon Fairy and others.

Finally, there are a few scattered Tianjiao who are still insisting.

And the higher it goes, the stronger the coercion.

Of course, that kind of Tao rhyme in the dark is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, when stepping on the almost eight hundred steps, Yan Qingying was the first to speak.

"Childe, Qingying is almost here. ”

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

Apparently she has reached her limits.

Although Yan Qingying is a descendant of the God Devouring Demon Skill, and has devoured the essence of the Immortal Realm Tianjiao, after all, he is a Nether Tianjiao, and the time to grow up is still very short, and the background is insufficient.

In fact, if she relied on her own strength, it would already be very good to be able to step on the 600th floor.

Now that he can reach the 800th floor, he still relies on the protection of Jun Yao.

"That's good, you have a good understanding and cultivation here. Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, and there was no force.

If she forcibly took Yan Qingying to continue to climb up, it would not be good for her cultivation.

Yan Qingying nodded, took out the dark immortal seed, and began to refine the comprehension.

She was confident that she would be able to break through at the Altar of the Immortal.

Then, almost when it was more than nine hundred and fifty floors, Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu also stopped.

They can't move forward anymore.

Jun Xiaoyao was also not reluctant, and began to climb alone.

After reaching the nine hundred and fifty steps or above, with each step, the coercion almost doubled.

Not only that, but the ancient heroic spirits in the surrounding manifestation and void actually began to attack.

A firebird-like heroic spirit opened its mouth and swallowed the red flames.

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

There are ancient masters, holding the Heaven-Breaking Divine Spear, and throwing it at Jun Xiaoyao.

These Heroic Spirits are all creatures that have fallen on the Altar of Heroic Spirits before.

They are jealous of the king's freedom and prevent him from continuing to climb.

For these, Jun Xiaoyao is a palm boom, and the golden palm print pushes everything.

All the heroic spirits were shattered before him.

Ji Qingyi and the little demon immortal finally stayed at about the ninety-fifth floor.

On the contrary, it is Lethe River, which continues to climb.

The small six reincarnation disks behind him were rotating, and the power of his reincarnation holy body was also urging to the extreme.

He was unwilling, as an ancient freak, he didn't want to sink into the sand like this, and be compared to the contemporary Tianjiao.

It's just that the last dozens of steps, the stronger and more terrifying the coercion.

At this point, even the ancient freak Lechuan can only move up step by step.

In the end, Lethe stopped at more than 970 floors, and could no longer step further.

In fact, to be honest, this performance is already extremely good.

Throughout the ages, less than one percent of the Tianjiao who has entered the Ten Realms Rift has been able to step on more than eight hundred layers.

Those who can step on the 900th floor are less than 1 in 1,000.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who was still walking, Lechuan finally lowered his head.

He lost to Jun Xiaoyao again.

Whether in terms of strength, will, or talent, he is not as good as you.

Even if it returns to peak form, it is estimated that it will not be able to change this fact.

"Could it be that he is going to step on the top of the Altar of the Heroic Spirit?" Lethe's pupils twitched.

The top of the Altar of the Immortal is a forbidden area that almost no one can set foot on.

And he knows one thing.

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

Because only at the top of the Altar of the Heroic Soul, Jun Xiaoyao can obtain all the blessings of the luck of the ten realms of the Nether.

Plus the help of the Ten Realms of Origin.

Jun Xiaoyao may have a glimmer of possibility, opening up a path that no one has gone before.

"Jun Xiaoyao has such ambitions. Lethe took a deep breath.

He couldn't imagine that the already talented and powerful Jun Yao was free.

If he opens up his own path again, then his future will be so bright.

Even becoming an emperor will not be the end of your leisure!