"It's such a strong force, and the speed between transformations is also unexpectedly fast. ”

Xiao Chen was overjoyed in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, there was a large area of purple knife light, like electric light, shining in the space non-stop.

Clang!

With a slight touch of the umbrella, Ying Qiong accurately hit the weak point of the knife, and the soft water attribute power in his body moved slowly, and the water was silent, but it was endless, and the stamina was continuous.

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, said a good word in his heart, and with a quick turn of his body, the starting style of the Thunder Robbery Knife Technique was displayed.

The center of the eyebrows shone with purple brilliance, the brilliance of will, and the furious thunder attribute energy, invisibly, forming a great might, towards Ying Qiong to suppress the past.

The blade fell, and the clouds in the sky also had electric light piercing the void, and this knife was like thunder breaking through the sky, and the momentum sank.

Ying Qiong was not in a hurry, and the umbrella in her hand suddenly opened and slammed. When the entire umbrella was fully unfolded, all the water-attribute aura behind her was activated, leaving not a single drop.

The umbrella unfolded, and a round of circular water curtain with a length of a kilometer formed a huge barrier, covering Ying Qiong steadily.

If you look at it from a distance, the circular water curtain, standing diagonally in the air, is simply an incomparably huge umbrella, unfolding together with the umbrella in Ying Qiong's hand.

The frenzied power contained in Xiao Chen's knife slashed at this circular water curtain, and immediately dispersed, forming a series of electric light, crackling and flickering.

Easily dissolved Xiao Chen's knife, Ying Qiong smiled lightly, and with a turn of his right hand, the wooden umbrella was immediately retracted.

The umbrella-shaped water curtain in the void also suddenly closed, but it did not disappear, Ying Qiong held the umbrella and pointed at the water curtain that was closed, like a spear stabbing towards Xiao Chen.

Between Sumeru, Xiao Chen's figure flashed, passed by him, and the water curtain that was brought together fell to the ground and was deeply inserted.

In mid-air, the two of them quickly exchanged moves, each of them being familiar with the power after being promoted to a martial saint.

Compared with Xiao Chen, although Ying Qiong also looks quite calm, she doesn't have many opportunities to fight back from beginning to end, and is always trying her best to defend.

After fighting hundreds of moves, Xiao Chen used the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique all over again, and the power of the three major Thunder Tribulations, namely the Mine Tribulation, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and the Divine Thunder Tribulation, was more than twice as powerful as before.

However, the umbrella in Ying Qiong's hand obviously has a great background, and it is simply a thing against the sky to defend it, connecting the three major thunder tribulations, and it is still safe and sound.

Just when Xiao Chen was about to perform the Double Dragon Pearl, Ying Qiong put away the umbrella and landed on the stone pillar below, and said with a smile: "If you don't fight, if you continue to fight, you will really make a fool of yourself." ”

Xiao Chen put the knife back into its sheath, stared at the umbrella, and said, "What is the name of this umbrella, it is a good umbrella." ”

"Why do you want to hit me with this Tianlin umbrella idea, you haven't cultivated the soft water technique, and it's useless to give it to you. Ying Qiong leaned the wooden umbrella on her right shoulder and chuckled softly.

Tianlin Umbrella, I don't know what level of secret treasure it is, at least the king-level beginner secret treasure, the previous Ying Qiong didn't seem to be able to urge the power of the secret treasure.

Now, it seems that I haven't been able to fully mobilize the strength of this umbrella, otherwise, it should be able to block seventy percent of my strength.

Xiao Chen quickly analyzed it in his heart, the children of the big family, thinking that they should all have king-level secret treasures, and in the future, facing those heirs of the king's sect and the king's family, it seems that they have to be careful.

Without answering Ying Qiong's words, Xiao Chen stretched out his hand to collect it, and the seventy-two Qiankun flags scattered in all directions, buried deep in the ground, quickly fell into Xiao Chen's hands.

Ying Qiong jumped down lightly, fell in front of Xiao Chen, and said, "Hehe, let's go." ”

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I'm returning to Haotian Sect, do you also follow me back, is this winner really no place for you." ”

Ying Qiong said strangely: "Back to Haotian Sect, you are in such a hurry to become holy, isn't it for the sake of the once-in-a-decade Holy Stain Monument, and there is still half a month to open, so you will go back like this?"

"Stigmata? ”

When Xiao Chen heard these three words for the first time, he couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked about Xijiao.

"The Holy Stigmata Monument is about to be opened, then it seems that Xiao Chen, you will not be able to go back in a short time. The monument of the holy stigma was erected on the long Kunlun Mountains, which existed in ancient times, and once in ten years, as long as you can engrave your name on it, you are qualified to enter it. ”

"There are a lot of treasures in it, and there will be no danger to your life if you lose the battle, at most you will be teleported out, and no matter how bad your luck is, you can mix a few better Saint-level secret treasures. ”

"Only the inferior martial saints are allowed to engrave their names, of course, whether they can be engraved or not, but it is another matter. Having said that, this Stigmata Tablet lives on forever, and being able to engrave a name on it is also a kind of honor that is recognized by top martial artists. ”

When Xiao Chen heard Jiaojiao's explanation, he thought about it, and originally planned to find a way to teleport back to the Firmament Realm after returning to Haotian Sect.

Cut off some of the past, and also meet the old people, and then put your heart on the martial arts without worry, and impact the realm of the emperor.

Unexpectedly, he happened to encounter the appearance of the Holy Stigmata Tablet, which made Xiao Chen hesitate a little.

Ji Jiao instigated: "Go ahead, the Thunder Emperor also engraved his name on it back then, but it is on the same level as the name of the Green Emperor." Don't you want to try at what height can you engrave your name?"

"Those peerless demons of all races have been precipitated in the realm of semi-saints for so many years, and the opportunity to get the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring must have been sanctified long ago. The appearance of the Holy Stigmata Monument this time will definitely attract all of them from all races. ”

"The most important thing is that there are spiritual veins in it, if you look at the laurel tree in the fairy spirit ring, it will take at least three hundred years to mature, and a few first-order spiritual veins will definitely mature in less than three or five years. ”

The last sentence completely moved Xiao Chen, competing for the spiritual vein outside, at least he had to face the competition of a grandmaster-level martial saint, and there was no hope.

If there was really a spiritual vein in this holy stele, as long as he faced a martial saint of the same level, then Xiao Chen would still have great confidence.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was silent, Ying Qiong remembered something: "You have only been here in the Kunlun Realm for two years, and you have not heard of the Holy Stigmata Monument, so it is not very strange. ”

Xiao Chen denied: "I've also heard about the Holy Stigmata Monument, but you are not afraid of being known by the family when you appear so swaggeringly?"

Ying Qiong smiled abruptly: "The struggle between the big families is not as simple as you imagined, I meet that Ying Fan, maybe I will be closer than usual." ”

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, the meaning of his words was actually to take this opportunity to say goodbye. With this woman's intelligence, she should be able to understand that she doesn't want to get involved in some unnecessary trouble.

"Let's go, the Kunlun Mountains run through the Xuan Domain, endless and I don't know how many miles long, without me to lead the way, even if you inquire in many ways, you may not be able to find the place where the Holy Stigmata Monument is located in half a month. ”

A hint of slyness flashed in Ying Qiong's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her cheeks.

"Don't ask me, after all these years, where do I remember the road. And the Holy Stigmata Monument, the Martial Emperor really doesn't know where it is, you still have to walk with her on this road. ”

In the fairy spirit ring, a very innocent sentence made Xiao Chen's last glimmer of hope extinguished.

Kunlun Mountain stretches endlessly from east to west, traversing the entire Xuan Domain, in addition to the main peak that Xiao Chen has visited, there are countless Cong Peaks.

Even if it takes ten years, it is impossible to walk all over from the peak, and the Stigmata Monument is erected in it, and it is difficult to describe the relationship between the dripping water and the lake, and it is difficult to follow at all.

Xiao Chen was a little glad that there was a good Ying Qiong with him in this line, otherwise even if he asked how to go, he would go around and spend a lot of time.

In the midst of the endless mountain peaks, on a flat, mountainside that looks extremely ordinary, stands a towering stone monument.

In all directions, there are many different heights, but all of them have peaks of more than 5,000 meters, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and there are endless birds.

On the top of the mountains everywhere, there are many warriors of various races, and it seems that they are all martial artists with martial saint cultivation, and many of them are not even low-grade martial saints.

Each aura is long and hidden, it should be some idle old martial saints, or the elders of the various sect families, mainly to see how far the current juniors have grown.

For them, no matter how famous they are in all directions, no matter how good they are, they are not as realistic as this Stigmata Monument.

Can it be engraved, how high can it be carved, can it surpass some of the famous and powerful people in history who have been famous for centuries.

This can really prove that your talent is extraordinary, otherwise you are all pseudo-geniuses, and the rumors are just false names.

Because throughout the ages, those geniuses with names and surnames in history have carved their names on them, and history has proved their glory.

Their deeds comparable to legends further highlight the extraordinaryness of the Stigmata Stele, making the name of the Stigmata Stele bigger and bigger.

At the foot of the Stigmata Monument, more warriors gathered, counting carefully, no less than three thousand. Cultivation is without exception the realm of low-grade martial saints, and these are all warriors waiting to leave their names on the holy stele.

However, at a glance, most of them are middle-aged, and even there are many old people, and there are very few young generations.

But on the top of the mountains on all sides, those older masters, as well as some martial emperors who simply came to see the excitement, all set their eyes on the younger generation among them.

For no other reason, these young people are the protagonists of the opening of the Holy Monument, and those old and middle-aged martial saints are all foils.

Even if you are unwilling, you can't change this fact.

A martial artist who can become a low-grade martial saint at an age of less than thirty years old must be a genius at the demon level, and will only appear in a piece in the prosperous age of martial artists.

In an ordinary era, if there is one, it will immediately become a peerless pride that leads an era.

These people don't seem to be very old, but fighting at the next level is as easy as a matter of effort, not to mention the ordinary low-grade Martial Saint late stage.

Even if he really came to the middle-grade martial saint, he couldn't help these young people alone, and if he was not careful, the horse would overturn and his reputation would be ruined.

A hundred meters away from the stone stele, there was a faint golden barrier that prevented others from approaching.