Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 909: Who Can Leave Whose Name

Some of the arguments in the Quartet Mountains, Xiao Chen in the ethnic team is naturally impossible to hear, so far apart, unless all the gods are dispersed.

Put on the cape, mainly to avoid some trouble, Xiao Chen doesn't want the other three kings to know the whereabouts.

As for what Win Joan thought, Xiao Chen didn't know, and he was too lazy to think about it.

However, there were some Wusheng discussions around, Xiao Chen remembered it in his heart. A moment later, he learned a lot more about this holy monument.

As soon as the warrior approaches 100 metres of the Holy Mark, he will be under immense pressure from the mysterious forces inside the stone tablet.

Stress is not an intangible pressure. It affects not only the spirit of the warrior, but also limits the warrior's ascent, and the higher the ascent, the greater the repression received.

The higher the name is engraved on the tablet, the more impressive the warrior himself will be.

But it's not like you're flying high, and the name is definitely engraved on a tablet, and it's not an easy thing.

Successive holy monuments have appeared for many good and distant generations, trying to engrave the name higher, while blindly elevating the height of one's flight.

But when all the names were engraved, I couldn't bear the pressure. Before I finished writing, I was shocked back and missed the opportunity to leave my name.

Once the name is engraved on the tablet, it will never disappear. If the warrior is not made emperor later, the name you left on the tablet will disappear into the invisible after a thousand years.

If you climb the summit and become a Wu Emperor, your engraved name will become purple and disappear after 5,000 years.

Only when you become King King, and your name becomes golden, can you live forever, be with the monument, and never disappear.

Under his hood, Xiao Chen looked at the stone tablet that was blocked by the junction and could not see clearly. His eyes revealed a fairly interesting divine color.

The stone tablet is no more than a thousand yards long. If it had not stood on the hillside itself, its height would have been more than 3,000 meters. In the mountains of Kunlun, it would have been so ordinary and ordinary.

But it is such a stone tablet, but it records all those with names and strong names since the 100,000 years of the Martial Arts era.

A stone tablet is a Kunlun.

At this point, the junction completely disappeared, and a thousand holy tablets revealed their true appearance. In front of hundreds of meters, a name on the tablet was clearly visible.

The first thing that strikes me is the stone tablet, a golden name. These names, refracted by the sun, sparkle.

One name is a legend that when one sees the golden name of one's ethnic fighter, one's heart comes out with aspirations, admiration, vision and pride.

Xiao Chen's first glance was also attracted by these golden names, but when he looked at them, he put his gaze to the lowest point where the tablet fell.

Compared to the golden names, which attract a lot of attention, the names below are hardly any attention.

But the dense and numb piles of names, hundreds of times bigger than the golden ones, are like the bottom cornerstones of the pyramid.

Moving up a little bit, the more you look up, the less dense the name stack is. After a kilometer, a row of names will be engraved on top of each other.

On a tablet as wide as a metre, it appears very sparse, and this kilometre is also a demarcation point, and some purple names are rarely seen after a kilometre.

Two thousand meters is another demarcation point, looking up at purple names, and occasionally a golden name can be found.

The golden glow, even in the purple name, this golden glow, is incredibly noticeable, immediately noticing his presence above and forgetting his surroundings.

His gaze kept shifting. Xiao Chen's gaze was rated at 3,000 meters. Only two names stood side by side, one being Lei Di and the other Green Emperor.

Three hundred meters above, the highest point of the entire tablet, but a hundred meters above the Qing Emperor, is a blank area.

No name, but after this hundred meters, it is a big, golden name with a stunning density.

There are more than twenty names in almost one row, and the density of the names in the bottom row is matched.

It is not surprising that those who understand the history of the Kunlun Martial Arts Era are aware of these visions.

One stone tablet is the entire Kunlun, there is not much fiction, 100 meters above the Qing Emperor, those dense and numb names.

It represents the peak of the era of the upper martial arts, when emperors were like clouds, saints were walking all over the street, and the great emperor of kings was in an infinite glory.

Then a hundred meters of blank space, after the battle of the barbaric empire, all ethnic groups went to weakness, sharply diminished strength, the era of the peak of martial arts, never returned.

Until 10,000 years ago, the youth emperor known as the strongest king of the post-ancient era, was born in the sky. It was not here three thousand meters without his name engraved for tens of thousands of years that he engraved his own name.

Compared to the ancients, there is still a considerable gap. In the era of Hiroshi, the name of a myth, even the Qing Emperor, is untouchable.

But the fame of the Qing Emperor and the Lai Emperor still throws away the fame of the many kings of this 10,000 years.

One hundred meters below the names of the two of them, there was a blank space, and no name existed. Hundreds of meters before you can see some purple and gold names.

In comparison to the Blue Emperor, the gold name of the Red Emperor is much darker. The Blue Emperor's name is as bright as a star, while the Red Emperor's name is just plain gold.

After looking at so many names, Xiao Chen speculated that the gloss of the name may be related to the strength of the individual. Soon after Reindeer became king of the Great, he mysteriously died. Naturally, his strength cannot be compared to that of the peak Qing Emperor.

Seeing the two names side by side, Xiao Chen felt even more sorry for Lady. If there was no accident, today's Lady might really be the second Blue Emperor.

A row of dense and numb golden names, about 100 meters long, reach the highest point of the holy monument 100 meters, but not a single name is seen.

Only a blurred trace can be seen of who left it and when.

Where these people went, where they are today, has always been a mystery in the Kunlun world, and many speculate that those who can leave traces at the highest point may have become legendary martial arts gods.

But in this world, no one has seen Wushu, and the legend of Wushu is also documented in some literature. Most documented, still unverifiable dictation, no instances exist.

Wushu, for all martial arts, is still a fictional legend.

The Holy Mark was a shock to the people present. It could not be erased for a long time. The stone tablet was read out as if it had gone through the entire history of the martial arts era.

It took a long time for someone to recover and jump gently to the stone tablet to engrave their name.

Under the premise of guaranteeing quotas, naturally, the higher the name, the more vain and climbing everyone will have.

The number of people who want to jump to the test is increasing, and the dividing point of a thousand meters is quickly broken, and one name is constantly refreshing the height of the others.

But no one has been able to break through that 2,000 metre demarcation point after half a day.

Several middle-aged fighters, willing to give it a try, ended up failing, spitting blood on the ground and disqualified themselves from entering the Holy Monument.

A figure flashed and landed beneath the tablet, seeing the face of the person, and the other fighters who were prepared to leave a name immediately stopped the movement and put their eyes on him.

“The Peacock King's grandson, Kongyuan, appeared to be the first to break the 2,000-meter record today, except for him. ”

“To reach the name of 2,000 meters, the rear is all Wu Emperor, this person has soaked the Springs of the open air, must become Emperor within a hundred years, the distance of 2,000 meters does not seem to be difficult for him. ”

“Just don't know how far he was able to go over 2,000 meters, when the Peacock King seemed to leave his name at 2,500 meters. ”

“The higher the flight, the greater the pressure, 2,000 meters without traveling 10 meters, the pressure will double and leave a name hanging, which is a challenge for everyone. ”

“It's hard to tell how tall he is. ”

As the first younger fighter to appear, Kong was well noticed. Not only did all the fighters on the scene look at the past, but all the fierce fighters on the mountains of the Quartet also concentrated their sights.

Hu Hu!

Kongwon didn't have much hesitation, his toes just a little bit, and he just took off, no pressure within kilometers. After kilometers, the face becomes clotted and the speed is significantly reduced.

1500 meters later, the two coarse eyebrows were already deeply in Zou together, apparently under a lot of pressure.

After all, Kong Yuan is Kong Yuan. He came to the demarcation point of 2,000 meters, and many warriors of the demonic tribe showed a smile on their faces.

However, Kungyuan did not mean to stop at all, and continued to rise. At this moment Kong saw his five officers, almost screwed together, teeth tight bite.

The forehead was full of sweat, and every ten meters of ascent was unusually difficult, and all the demons were forced to pinch a sweat and start to get nervous for him.

Coming to a height of 2,500 meters with great difficulty, Kong Yuan saw a familiar name, his grandfather, one of the only two king emperors left in the demonic domain today.

Frowns widened slightly, Kong Yuan revealed a smile, hovering over the sky, a short sword in his hand, beside the Peacock King engraved his name, one by one.

The stone chips were flying, the light was shining, and a thunderous cheer was sounded among the demons.

When the last stroke was finished, a beam of light penetrated his body, erasing the pressure he was under.

In the eyes of the demon race, the eyes of the hero, Kong Yuan slowly landed,

“It is incredible that the Peacock King and Qi Ping once show up, today's younger generation. ”

As the younger generation's first appearance, Kong Yuan achieved such height, not only to please the demonic people, but other outsiders are also microscopic.