Sword God

Chapter 1275: True Martial War Stele

After all, the Iron War dare not take action, because this is the Zhenwu Giant City. Once shot, maybe he will not be killed in the face of the son of the Iron Warlord, but he will definitely be expelled.

At this time, being expelled from the Zhenwu giant city not only lost face, but also lost the opportunity to challenge the Zhenwu battle monument.

It's very uncomfortable to vent with anger, especially for people with a personality like Iron Warfare.

However, Chen Zong ignored it and left.

In this Zhenwu giant city, Chen Zong can't shoot, otherwise it will be expelled, or beheaded, but not good.

After wandering for more than half an hour, Chen Zong returned to the restaurant room. This room is relatively ordinary. The good rooms were booked by others first, but for Chen Zong, such an environment is not bad.

In an instant, Chen Zong got rid of all the misunderstandings and began to understand.

Taiyuan Moyun practiced to the seventh floor, although the eighth and ninth floors were all enlightened, but now it has reached a limit. It is difficult to further improve unless it is enough to further stimulate your potential Just fine.

And Chen Zong came out to practice for this purpose.

Taiyuan Moyun Gong did not practice, but other aspects could.

For example, swordsmanship, body method, etc., but in this room, it is really not suitable for practicing swordsmanship, etc., Chen Zong will understand the heart sword mantra.

It's just that the understanding of this Xinjian Zhenjing is not very efficient.

In a year, Chen Zong just expanded the heart of the heart from three meters to four meters.

The expansion of the scope is to increase the coverage of the heart of the heart, nothing more.

Chen Zong doesn't know what will happen if he continues to expand, but this Xin Jian Zhen Jing does bring him a lot of help. It is necessary to continue to understand until he is fully enlightened.

Saint Sword of Heart Sword!

Chen Zong, who was once the strongest in the Great Holy Realm, estimated that it would not be inferior to that of the ancient ice emperor.

In the following time, Chen Zong occasionally went out to eat some food, and then walked around the Zhenwu Giant City. As for the Zhenwu Battle Monument, it was completely blocked and could not be accessed at all. There was only a sword-shaped stele standing Above the earth, pointing like a giant sword to the sky dome, exuding unparalleled mystery and majesty.

Far away from each other, Chen Zong can appreciate the kind of atmosphere that seems to come from the ancient times, and is greatly shaken. Unfortunately, he can't watch it from close quarters, only when it is opened.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the last day. Tomorrow is the opening day of the Zhenwu Battle Monument.

The sky is twilight, and it should have been in a dream, but the Zhenwu Giant City is full of hustle and bustle and very lively.

Today, it is the day when the Zhenwu Battle Monument was opened. Everyone naturally woke up early and quickly set off and set off, and even those who did not sleep overnight had already waited outside the Zhenwu Battle Monument in advance.

For the transcendental cultivator, as long as there is no battle or understanding of the high-level mystery that consumes the mind, there will be no effect if you do not sleep for a few days and nights.

"It's finally going to open."

"Yeah, I have been here all day."

One by one excited.

The Zhenwu war guards were also mobilized, and half of them were concentrated around the Zhenwu battle monument to form a layer of defense.

As for the other Zhenwu battle guards, they are distributed around the Zhenwu giant city to monitor and prevent malicious people from taking advantage of this opportunity to mess around and destroy them.

Under the order of Zhenwu Battle Guard, no one would dare to invade naturally, and everything entered in order, approaching the monument of Zhenwu Battle.

Chen Zong walked forward slowly among the crowd, the breath of Zhenwu Battle Monument became more and more obvious and stronger.

The Zhenwu Battle Monument is completely black, up to 100 meters high, standing on the ground, as if integrated with the entire Zhenwu Giant City.

When the Zhenwu giant city was built, the breath of the Zhenwu battle monument was indeed incorporated into it. Over time, the two will be connected as one.

Everyone was intercepted beyond a kilometer radius centered on the Zhenwu Battle Monument and could no longer continue to approach.

Chen Zong stared at the Zhenwu Battle Monument and looked up slightly. The Zhenwu Battle Monument was all in one. Although it was only one hundred meters high, it was as majestic as a towering ten thousand meters. .

Chen Zong also found that there were many pale gold fonts on the Zhenwu Battle Monument, one name after another.

According to Xu Zhanlong's previous statement, that is the name left by those who have broken through the martial war monuments in the past dynasties. It is a kind of record. Have this qualification.

Chen Zong stared at the pale gold names, looking down one by one.

Jiang Tianjun!

West Lichen!

Zhang Zichu!

...

Not many names, there are thirty-nine in total.

Chen Zong couldn't help but raise a question.

According to Xu Zhanlong, this Zhenwu Battle Monument has existed for many years and opened once every ten years, then every time there will be a first birth, so why is there only thirty-nine people on the list, the name is pale gold of.

Is it true that the Zhenwu Battle Monument has only been opened thirty-nine times?

Unreasonable, at least what Chen Zong has learned, the Zhenwu Battle Monument has been opened no less than a hundred times so far.

No less than a hundred times, but only thirty-nine people were included in the list. Xu Zhanlong said that the estimate was not true enough. This was not Xu Zhanlong's deliberate concealment, but even his own misunderstanding.

But Chen Zong didn't mean it, because there was no need for it.

What benefits does it have to figure out why?

Presumably there is none. In that case, why not spend unnecessary thoughts on it.

At this time, the four figures quickly flew from the direction of the city's main palace, staying on the four sides of the Zhenwu Battle Monument, and each figure exudes an amazing wave of breath.

Chen Zong noticed that the breath of one of the figures fluctuated the most. In comparison, it would not be inferior to the five Taoist masters of Baiyun Mountain. It is estimated to be the master of the Zhenwu Giant City.

As for the other three, although they are not as good as the lords of the Zhenwu Giant City, the breath is also very powerful, as if they were all powerful in the late stage of the Holy Land.

All the four figures exude breathtaking breath fluctuations. I can see that their hands have been sealed, and a mark has condensed out in the void, emitting a dazzling light, like the scorching sun.

"Open!" The earth-shattering voice sounded as if it had been transmitted from the heavens, and the mighty sound thundered through the void.

The roaring sounds were endless, like thunder and tsunami.

The four marks immediately fell down and hit the Zhenwu Battle Monument. At once, the Zhenwu Battle Monument shined. The thirty-nine names on it seemed to be separated from the battle monument. They circled the battle monument and flew into the air, bursting out an unparalleled golden mountain. , Shining in all directions.

Each golden name releases different breath fluctuations.

Magnificent, majestic, domineering, tricky, cold, mysterious, cold, hot, violent, pure, ethereal, peaceful, dark... After about ten breaths, thirty-nine golden names fell back and were imprinted on the Zhenwu Battle Monument, The Zhenwu Battle Stele is also filled with a layer of golden streamer, and there is a stream of water like a water on the monument that is 100 meters high.

"Zhenwu Battle Monument has been opened. Enter in order according to the token number. Only ten people are allowed at a time, and those who violate the order will be expelled directly."

"I...I'm number one...haha..."

"Give up, give up, I'm number two."

"I'm number five."

The first entrants were numbered one to ten, one by one excited, holding the token to the Zhenwu Battle Monument, handing the token to the Zhenwu Battle Guard who entered the Holy Land for inspection, and allowed to pass, go Go under the Zhenwu Battle Monument.

These ten people stand in turn around the Zhenwu Battle Monument, and stretch out their hands to operate the spiritual force on the Zhenwu Battle Monument. Suddenly, an invisible force fluctuated away. The body of the ten people was suddenly covered with water-like golden light, as if fighting with Zhenwu. The steles are connected.

At the same time, the thirty-nine glittering names on the Zhenwu Battle Monument quickly moved up and down, and then the names appeared one by one, distributed from top to bottom, with a total of 1,000.

Those thousand names are left by those who have challenged the Zhenwu Battle Monument in the past dynasties. They are among the top 1,000 in history.

I don’t know how many years ago, the Zhenwu Battle Monument has been opened every ten years, and so far I don’t know how many times it has been opened. Every time, thousands of people have participated in the challenge. Counting it, maybe hundreds of thousands or even millions of people even more Many people, and this thousand people, so many people are regarded as the best.

You have to know that if you want to challenge the Zhenwu Battle Monument, you have to go through the assessment of the Zhenwu Giant City War Department. Only after this assessment, most people are selected. Only a few talents are qualified. It is a true genius, an elite among geniuses.

The best one thousand among hundreds of thousands, millions, and even more elite geniuses can imagine how great.

Thousands of names, thirty-nine are golden, shining with gleaming gold. Downward, there are silver-white names. There are more than one hundred. Downward, there are bronze names. About three. Hundreds, further down are the names of dark iron.

"The color of gold is the highest and the color of iron is the lowest. How to judge?" Chen Zong secretly wondered.

Another point, is there any difference in the name of the same color?

Maybe you won't know until you challenge the Zhenwu Battle Monument.

Everyone has their own thoughts and ideas, some are watching quietly, and some are whispering and talking.

After about a few dozen breaths, suddenly, one of the golden lights shattered away, and a figure was also bounced back by invisible forces. It flew out of the Zhenwu Battle Monument for more than ten meters, and sat on the ground.

"So short."

"There must be no ranking."

Seeing the man bounced away, someone whispered suddenly.

The person who was bounced off was also ignorant, only to wake up after three breaths, only to realize that he had failed the challenge, his grades were terrible, and he could not help showing a bitter smile.

However, he only barely passed the war department assessment, and he could not get any good results in this Zhenwu battle monument. It was a challenge for himself, but the results were somewhat unsatisfactory.