Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

At this moment, all the Immortal Realm Tianjiao who stayed in the Ten Places of the Lower Realm were looking up at the sky.

They also understand that the greatest opportunity in the lower realm is about to come.

This kind of opportunity, even in Xianyu, is rare in thousands of years.

Therefore, many Xianyu Tianjiao are also gearing up, eager to try.

On a certain continent.

In a holy place, there is the sound of chanting and the chanting of Buddha.

Countless creatures, surrounded by a Buddhist hall, worshipped a figure in the temple religiously.

That figure is a handsome young monk wearing a golden robes.

It is Xiaoxi Tianfozi, Fahai.

At this moment, behind him, there was a faintly figure of Buddha, but the Buddha was faintly entwined with blood.

At the same time, behind Fahai's head, there is also the power of incense faith that has gathered and turned into a circle of gods.

In the ring of the gods, it seemed that there was the chanting of endless creatures, which was extremely mysterious.

At a certain moment, Fahai opened his eyes and looked towards the sky, with a calm and calm smile on his face, and a faint blood fluttering under his eyes.

"It's finally here, the greatest opportunity for the Lower Realm." Fahai murmured in his heart, his face very calm.

During this period of time in the lower realm, he grew rapidly, not only condensing the power of belief among sentient beings.

He has thoroughly discovered the special physique of his Buddha body and devil heart.

Instead of suppressing the devil's heart, he discovered the greatest power of the devil's heart and blended with the Buddha body.

Buddha and demons are one, invincible in the world!

Fahai is very confident now.

If he meets Jun Xiaoyao again, he will definitely not be as embarrassed and vulnerable as he was in the Tiandao Tower before.

"This final opportunity belongs to my Fahai." The blood burst into Fahai's eyes.

...

On another continent, somewhere by chance, a **** battle is breaking out.

All the Tianjiao in the lower realm are besieging one person.

That figure, dressed in a dark and ferocious horned **** armor, held a sharp sharp spear.

At the same time, there was an endless sword intent in the body, shattering the void in all directions.

He shot through the hole and directly penetrated the chests of several Tianjiao, a batch of vigorous.

But for a moment, all the arrogances in this place of opportunity were slaughtered by this figure.

If Jun Xiaoyao was here, he would be familiar with this figure.

It is the champion of Panwu Shenchao, Yang Pan!

He was also in the lower realm very early, in order to obtain the opportunity of the lower realm and to find the remaining three swords of the Emperor Pan.

"Finally, it's here. The Panhuang Shengling Sword in my body has a foreboding. The whereabouts of the other two swords must be related to the fissure of the ten worlds." Yang Pan's eyes showed sharp edges.

He has always been unwilling to accept Jun Xiaoyao as his goal.

And the only chance that could surpass Jun Xiaoyao was in the fissures of the ten realms.

So this time, Yang Pan also made up his mind.

If he doesn't fight this time, it is estimated that Jun Xiaoyao will be completely left behind.

The changes in the ten worlds can be said to have attracted everyone's attention.

This is a terrible catastrophe for the creatures of the lower realms.

Because the aura of heaven and earth is absorbed, the aura on the mainland is very scarce.

It is even more difficult to cultivate.

And those saints who want to live a long time, want to survive in the era of lack of spiritual energy, it is obviously a very difficult thing.

So this is a heavy blow to the creatures of the lower realms.

But for Xianyu Tianjiao, this is the beginning of a great opportunity.

They will not have pity on the creatures in the lower realm.

When they get the chance, they just pat their buttocks back to Xianyu.

This change lasted more than ten days.

After more than ten days, the aura of ten continents finally stopped dispersing.

But it is almost consumed.

At a certain moment, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly felt something and took out the sachet.

Vaguely, the smell of this sachet seemed to resonate with a certain place, as if it was going to lead Jun Xiaoyao.

"Finally started."

Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled up.

He directly called Yi Yu and others.

"Let's get ready to go, the greatest opportunity in the lower realm is here." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

Hearing this, both Yi Yu and Yan Qingying's eyes shone lustrously.

Jiang Luoli cheered even more.

Jun Xiaoyao and his party left the ancient gods residence and headed to the open sea.

Jun Xiaoyao knew that the place where the Ten Realms Rift appeared was uncertain.

It is possible in any barren mountains, corners and corners.

The only ones who can get in are those who are lucky enough to have a heroic altar token like Jun Xiaoyao.

After about half a day, under the guidance of the sachet, Jun Xiaoyao came to the depths of the Vientiane Continent.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao stood still above the sea.

Jiang Luoli blinked her big eyes, looking left and right, wondering: "Brother Xiaoyao, where is the entrance to the Ten Realms Rift you said?"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, and pointed at the sea.

"On the bottom of the sea?" Jiang Luoli opened her small mouth.

She also didn't expect that the entrance to the Ten Realms Rift would be at the bottom of the deep ocean.

It is really impossible to find someone without certain luck.

Jun Xiaoyao and the others, the mana on the body surging, turned into a shield, and directly escaped into the deep sea.

The outer sea of ​​the Vientiane Continent is as dangerous as the endless sea of ​​the Profound Sky Continent.

There are many terrifying behemoths in the deep sea.

Such as blue-ringed octopus, megalodon, tiger-headed whale and so on.

But these behemoths of the deep sea were killed by the ancestor Dongxuan and others.

After going deep into the seabed.

In the dark undersea canyon, Jun Xiaoyao found a black hole in space.

Around the cracks, the space is distorted and sea water cannot enter it.

Vaguely, within the crack, there is still a strong spiritual energy radiating.

"Is that the entrance to the fissure of the ten worlds?" Jiang Luoli and the others stared wide.

"This is just one of the entrances. There should be entrances in other places in the Ten Realms." Jun Xiaoyao said.

They did not hesitate, ready to enter it.

However, the ancestor Dongxuan and others discovered that the entrance to the Ten Realm Rifts was a vague sense of rejection.

With their saints' cultivation base, they can't enter it at all.

"What's going on?" Old Ancestor Dongxuan and others were a little confused.

Jun Xiaoyao thought a little bit.

The inheritance of the Altar of Heroes in the Ten Realms Rift is aimed at the younger generation.

For the sages such as the ancestor of Dongxuan, it has not had much effect.

Perhaps the opportunities in the Ten Realms Rift were originally prepared for the younger generation, so it is difficult for the strong to enter it.

"Just stay here." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Elder Dongxuan and the others nodded Jun Xiaoyao took Jiang Luoli, Yiyu, and Yan Qingying into the fissure passage of the ten realms together.

As for Jun Ying'er, her cultivation base is still low, and she is not suitable for entering it.

And Su Ziqiong was just a slave girl he accepted at will, and Jun Xiaoyao naturally didn't have the mind to cultivate.

So he only took three of Jiang Luoli.

At the same time, in a forest of monsters in Vientiane Continent.

A young man with a solemn expression is frantically hunting monsters.

On top of his head, there is also a talisman filled with the supreme aura shining divinely.

It is Fang Han, the 16th prince!

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