Chapter 260 Time Is Like a Knife that Cuts Down the Genius, and the Road to Immortality Is Full of Enchantment

At this moment, the five world origins in Jun Xiaoyao's body also emerged involuntarily.

For a moment, the origins of the ten lands in the lower world were all around Jun Xiaoyao.

It set off Jun Xiaoyao, like the Supreme God King, the Emperor of the Immortal World!

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to be the only God in heaven and earth!

This scene was also deeply engraved in the eyes of everyone present.

Not to mention those lower world prodigies, one by one stood there like petrified, and even their breathing seemed to stop.

Even Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian and other immortal saints who were used to big scenes also had a faint sense of suffocation at this moment.

Because Jun Xiaoyao's aura at this moment was too transcendent.

Wangchuan's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.

His invincible Dao heart was also covered with a shadow.

This is normal.

If it were anyone else, after being sealed for countless years, they would have thought that they could sweep away all the contemporary prodigies after being born again.

As a result, not long after coming out, he was hit. No matter who it was, his Tao heart would be affected and he would not be able to calm down.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes swept over Wangchuan, Ji Qingyi, and the little magic fairy.

Wangchuan looked extremely alert and his eyes were solemn.

Ji Qingyi sighed softly and did not fight with Jiang Luoli again, showing her attitude.

As for the little magic fairy, she also gave up.

Jun Xiaoyao was even more powerful and more evil than she had imagined.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I didn't offend you too much. Don't attack me. I'm still young and weak." The little magic fairy looked pitiful, blinked her eyes, and began to show weakness.

Jiang Luoli glared at the little magic fairy.

Why did it feel that this sounded a little wrong?

Seeing Jiang Luoli glaring at her, the little magic fairy also showed a mischievous smile and glared at Jiang Luoli.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about the little magic fairy, but looked at Wangchuan.

The only person who was hostile to him was probably Wangchuan.

Wangchuan took two steps back unconsciously, his face extremely alert and gloomy.

Although he wanted to get the Ten Realms Origin from Jun Xiaoyao, he knew that it was simply unrealistic.

Even if he recovered to his peak state, it would not be an easy task to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, he really wanted to end it all and deal with Wangchuan.

At this moment, the Heroic Spirit Altar in the distance seemed to have begun to change because of the simultaneous manifestation of the Ten Realms Origin.

An unusual aura emerged.

"The Heroic Spirit Altar has changed." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He was very decisive and rushed directly to the Heroic Spirit Altar.

The Heroic Spirit Altar was the most important thing. In comparison, dealing with Wangchuan was not so important, because he couldn't make any waves anyway.

And don't forget, Jun Xiaoyao still has the opportunity to sign in at the Heroic Spirit Altar.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao flying towards the Heroic Spirit Altar, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and Jiang Luoli followed closely.

Seeing this, Ji Qingyi hesitated for a moment, and turned into a green rainbow and flew over.

The little fairy's eyes rolled, she winked at Wangchuan, and then flew towards the Heroic Spirit Altar.

Wangchuan hesitated, but he was sleeping in the lower world, wasn't it for this greatest opportunity?

He simply couldn't give up.

After making up his mind, Wangchuan also flew away.

Then, the surrounding Tianjiao rushed to the Heroic Spirit Altar.

It was not until he approached the Heroic Spirit Altar that Jun Xiaoyao realized.

How ancient and magnificent this altar is.

Looking around, it is like an ancient mountain, towering and majestic, filled with the ancient atmosphere of the wilderness.

And the most shocking thing is the endless white skeletons scattered on the altar.

Even after so many years, those skeletons are still as hard as iron.

Some of them are as warm as jade, and some are as bright as gold.

It can be seen that these skeletons must have been extremely powerful people with special physiques when they were alive.

But they all fell on the altar of heroes.

It can be seen that this is a place of opportunity and a place of burial.

Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back and sighed slightly: "Time is like a knife that cuts off the pride of heaven, and sighs on the road to immortality. If you don't prove the way to become an emperor, you will become a dry bone."

How many heroes in ancient and modern times have been laughed at.

This altar of heroes is just a microcosm.

Compared with here, the road to the emperor is obviously more cruel.

That is the real road paved with corpses, and only the real peerless pride can make it to the end.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's sigh, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others were also touched.

Jun Xiaoyao did not hesitate and stepped directly onto the altar of heroes.

The moment he stepped onto the first step, the whole altar was surging with wind and clouds, as if countless phantoms of ancient heroes appeared, and various scenes were manifested.

The aura here became extremely special, and there were countless magic sounds piercing their ears, disturbing their minds.

Jun Xiaoyao was not affected, holding the Yuan and guarding the One, and began to step onto the altar.

Following his footsteps, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying also stepped onto it.

They saw Jun Xiaoyao stepping up step by step, and thought it was not a difficult thing.

However, when they really stepped onto it in person, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others all changed color.

The terrifying pressure almost made them kneel on the ground.

At the same time, there were countless phantoms of ancient heroes interfering, and there were magic sounds piercing their ears, disturbing their minds, making it difficult for them to completely calm down.

"Is it so scary?" Jiang Luoli's face turned pale.

She hurriedly activated her Yuanling Dao body, and then she felt a little better.

However, the more this happened, the more it could highlight Jun Xiaoyao's transcendence.

But seeing Jun Xiaoyao step onto the altar step by step, although not very fast, but not slow, he kept his rhythm.

"Is it so exaggerated?"

Seeing the performance of Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu and others, the little fairy muttered.

She didn't believe it, and also stepped onto the altar.

After she took a step, her pure and charming little face changed color instantly.

She staggered and almost fell flat on her face.

Seeing the performance of the little fairy, Ji Qingyi and Wangchuan were prepared in advance.

But when they stepped on it, they couldn't help but change color.

This is just stepping onto the altar of the heroes, and there is such a terrifying pressure.

It is hard to imagine how strong the pressure will be later.

Ji Qingyi's eyes once again turned to Jun Xiaoyao, who walked with a firm step and had a calm expression.

Sometimes the gap between people is reflected here.

"Jun Xiaoyao, in this world, is there anything else that can stump you and move you?" Ji Qingyi sighed in her heart.

It is lucky and sad to be in the same era with a peerless genius like Jun Xiaoyao.

Fortunately, the genius of this era can witness the birth of a living legend with their own eyes.

Sadly, the genius of this era can only live under the shadow of the legend forever, like an inconspicuous star next to the sun.