The Taoist altar is very high, ninety-nine feet long, like a towering mountain, bathed in the holy Taoist light like a galaxy.

Standing there, the mottled breath of time settles on it.

But when I look carefully, it looks very ordinary and ordinary.

However, in the eyes of the saints, this altar is different. It is a primitive image of returning to the primitive state, and the power of rules imprinted makes them feel depressed and trembled.

boom!

Almost at the same time, the same scene occurred in the three thousand guided places in the ancient wasteland. The sacred light fell and turned into a holy altar and appeared in the world.

Suddenly, the world was boiling.

Even the saints from all walks of life were full of enthusiasm. Unfortunately, this supreme fortune was not destined to be with them.

The Holy Sacrifice Taoist Altar is the channel node leading to the ultimate realm. Just step onto the Taoist Altar and you will be moved to the corresponding area!

"Walk!"

The call sounded, and the practitioners rushed towards the altar of pilgrimage and sacrifices.

Some big shots were all deeply moved when they saw this. This was an unprecedented world, extremely gorgeous, and in that terrifying realm, the most intense competition for the hegemony in history is destined to be produced!

Who can stand on his peers and rise up in a flash?

Who are the lucky ones who can achieve the ultimate kingdom?

Everything will be revealed in that ultimate realm!

...

"Run!"

On the ancient battlefield, all the practitioners were like crazy, rushing to pilgrimage and worshiping the altar.

Even the top figures, geniuses and geeks, could not calm down, and took action without hesitation.

"Get out! Who dares to block the way?"

On the side of the Jinwu clan, a group of strong men rushed forward, with golden light flowing all over their bodies, breaking a path.

Wu Lingfei easily followed and stepped onto the altar of the Holy Sacrifice.

Boom!

On the other side of Wanbeast Spirit Mountain, a group of ancient alien species rushed forward and rushed to the altar of the Holy Sacrifice.

This is strong and domineering, but no one cares about it, because similar things are happening everywhere in the field.

In order to enter the ultimate realm as soon as possible, those descendants of the ancient Taoist dynasty, no matter who you are, if you dare to stop them, they will be bombarded directly!

"Let's act, too."

Lin Xun said, taking Lao Hu and Alu together, walking forward in the vast crowd like a torrent.

Buzz ~~

The Taoist altar of the Holy Sacrifice flashed frequently, and the practitioners who stepped on it seemed to move out of thin air and disappeared in an instant.

"ah--!"

A scream sounded, but it turned out that an old king monster was blown away, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and almost killed on the spot!

This person originally sacrificed a secret treasure and suppressed his cultivation level to the level of the Yanlun Realm, but all this was useless. Not only was the secret treasure destroyed, but even others almost died.

Some old monsters in the king realm were also ready to move, but when they saw this scene, they suddenly felt cold and they didn't dare to step forward.

But some people don’t believe in evil!

boom!

The world was turbulent, and a saint from the Golden Crow lineage took action. His whole body was as illusory as he evaporated, steaming with endless dazzling golden divine light, swooping from the sky, trying to enter the Taoist altar.

Obviously, even a saint could not resist the temptation of the top realm, and in order to enter it, he would take a risk.

However, the result was heart-pounding. In an instant, the saint was penetrated by the force of order, his body was covered in blood, and he roared in pain, and fled in panic.

All the strong men who saw this scene couldn't help but feel numb and their bodies were trembling.

That's a saint!

But in front of the power of the Holy Sacrifice Altar, it seemed vulnerable and was severely injured in an instant, which was extremely terrifying.

At this point, even the saints extinguished their temptation minds, and their consciousness, such unprecedented great fortunes, are destined to be no longer accessible to them.

The scene was very chaotic, and there were too many monks in the field, all of whom were flocking to it, making it seem crowded near the Holy Sacrifice Altar.

Lin Xun and the others did not encounter too many obstacles. Alu pioneered the Tao, like a barbarian god. Just the ferocious aura forced the practitioners along the way to retreat one after another.

Soon, Alu was the first to rush up, and then the old clam disappeared.

But just as Lin Xun arrived at the altar of the Holy Sacrifice, his changes suddenly rose.

Scream!

A sharp edge as thin as cow's hair suddenly appeared and stabbed Lin Xun's eyebrows.

This strand of sharpness seemed invisible, too small, extremely fast, extremely difficult to capture, and happened in the most chaotic area, making it almost impossible to detect.

Lin Xun's black eyes suddenly shrank, and it was too late to avoid it, so he had to use the secret of the Baxia Forbidden to stop this attack.

As long as it can stop for a moment, it's enough!

But what surprised Lin Xun was that it was enough to instantly imprison a powerful man with a strong man. At this moment, it was as if nothing had happened. It was pierced by this ray of sharp light and rushed towards the middle of his eyebrows.

However, Lin Xun was not panicked.

Because he had already noticed that this was a soul attack.

"cut!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Yin, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and slashed out an invisible sword intent.

The sharp edge was actually a thin and light gray silver needle, which was an extremely strange and vicious soul treasure, which was extremely rare.

If it were other practitioners, this blow alone would be enough to easily erase their souls.

But at this moment, under Xiaoyin's slash, the light gray silver needle turned into pieces with a bang.

Xiao Yin reached out and grabbed the pieces, snatched them in his hand, put them in his mouth and chewed them, then suddenly started to retching, his face was very bad: "It's so unpalatable!"

"How is that possible!?"

At the same time, a surprised voice sounded from afar, and was instantly locked by Lin Xun's gaze.

The man had a pretty face, a smooth forehead, and a cold expression. He was the ancient monster Linghua of Xuandu Dao Sect.

At this moment, she looked shocked and incredible.

The light gray silver needle is a soul treasure, with immeasurable value and amazing lethality. If it weren't for revenge on Lin Xun, she wouldn't have been willing to use it.

But now, not only is this treasure destroyed, Lin Xun is still unscathed!

clang!

At this time, Lin Xun had already taken action without hesitation. The broken blade flew out and suddenly slashed towards Linghua.

This woman's heart was so vicious that she chose to attack here before she even entered the ultimate realm. It was obvious that she wanted to catch herself off guard and took the opportunity to take her life!

Therefore, Lin Xun did not reserve any of this attack.

Linghua screamed, noticed the threat clearly, fled first, and rushed to the altar of the Holy Sacrifice.

There are too many practitioners in the field. If this blow is implemented, many people will inevitably be injured by accident. Lin Xun could only put away the broken blade, but his face turned extremely cold.

"Don't let me catch you!" He said coldly.

Linghua looked back, his expression was gloomy, and he also gritted his teeth and sneered: "I'll wait for you."

Before the voice fell, she had disappeared and was removed.

Whoosh!

Without any delay, Lin Xun also rushed to the altar of the Holy Sacrifice.

Suddenly, he felt a flash in front of him and lost all his perception.

One day later.

The holy sacrifice altars in the three thousand guided places fell into silence, mottled ancient times, and no Taoist light flowed out.

“The guide is over.”

There is a big man whispering.

"For the next ten years, it depends on their own luck."

Some saint sighed.

When some practitioners who rushed over to see this, they were like lightning strikes, beating their chests and stamping their feet, or shouting unwillingly, or crying without tears.

Some people seemed to be unable to withstand the blow and burst into tears.

Only one step away, but missed the opportunity to enter the ultimate realm. This blow was too heavy, making these practitioners almost collapse.
To be continued...