As soon as the thirteen members of the Protoss made a move, they immediately pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax, and the exclamations and discussions were endless, and on the top of the mountains in all directions, there were also endless discussions.

The faces of the other races are not very good-looking, the Protoss came to Kunlun from outside the territory, and after the Emperor War, they have always had the ambition to unify Kunlun.

Now that it is a prosperous age, the Protoss is so strong, and the living space of other races is afraid that it will be suppressed again.

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Maybe it's because I'm not convinced, I can't see the gods so flamboyant, the human race Yan Thirteen, the demon clan Linghu King after Yuan Xu, the ghost queen Qian Xun's disciples fall into the city, and the mysterious man of the corpse clan with a mark tattooed on the eyebrows, all of them shot together.

On the side of the Martial God Palace, the three holy sons with the strongest strength were also unable to bear it and took advantage of the situation.

These people almost represent the strongest of all races, all of them are demons among demons, and all of them are the ones who are overwhelmed by the sky, which can be described as star-sculpted and brilliant.

Every name will be a legend of all races in the future, as dazzling as the stars, and only this holy stigmata tablet can let them shoot together.

The four mountains, as well as the warriors of the various clans on the scene, all held their breath, staring at whether the seven people who shot together could win back a city in front of the powerful god clan.

Two thousand meters, two thousand five hundred meters, two thousand eight hundred meters, two thousand nine hundred meters, two thousand nine hundred and fifty meters, the seven people lived up to expectations and successfully surpassed the thirteen watchmen of the Protoss.

Flying stone chips, sunlight shining on the faces of these seven heroes, the picture freezes, as if they are not writing names, but a piece of history.

After a thousand years, when all the names turn golden, history will become a legend and a myth to be celebrated by future generations.

The seven people landed and returned to the ranks of various ethnic groups, and there was a thunderous cheer on the scene.

Emperor Wujian saw this scene, the light in his eyes flashed, a faint smile appeared on his face, and said, "Tian Youxi, what height do you think I can engrave on." ”

The white-haired goddess Tian Youxi looked at the highest part of the stigmata monument, the nameless trace, did not answer, and was silent.

The thirteen watchmen next to him replied one after another: "Son of God, the quality of heaven is long, and in the future, the glory of the Protoss will be sprinkled throughout Kunlun, at least it can be as famous as the Blue Devil." ”

"That's right, when the Blue Devil suppressed our Protoss for more than a thousand years, the Divine Son will definitely be able to match him and push the Protoss to a peak again. ”

When the Qing Emperor was proud at the peak of the Protoss, he personally entered the Heavenly Kingdom of the Protoss, killed a large number of gods, and even killed four or five of the gods who were comparable to the Great Emperor.

With his own strength, he knocked the Protoss down from the peak, and then invented the Dragon Sound Technique, allowing the Dragon Gate to restrain the Protoss for thousands of years.

left the title of Blue Devil in the Protoss, but his strength is undoubted, even the Protoss, who is an enemy, has to admit it.

Being on par with the Blue Devil is not an insult, but a great honor, and the thirteen watchmen all think so.

Emperor Wujian stared at the golden name belonging to the Qing Emperor on the Holy Stain Tablet, and said, "The myth that belonged to the Qing Emperor 10,000 years ago should also be rewritten by me. ”

A golden light shot out, and Emperor Wujian rushed straight up, and after the finale masters of the seven clans achieved impressive results, he finally made a move.

The golden light, like a rainbow of light, did not slow down after flying straight for two thousand meters, and it slowed down until it reached two thousand five hundred meters.

The light dissipated and appeared in shape, and it climbed little by little, under the nervous gaze of countless eyes. It climbed to 2,800 meters, then to 2,900 meters, and continued to rise until it reached a position of 2,950 meters.

He looked at the names of the warriors of the various clans here, smiled slightly, and paused for a moment, just when everyone thought that he would not be moving forward.

Emperor Wuji's white hair turned all golden, and his golden hair sprinkled with pieces of brilliance, and with a soft snort, his body swooped violently, and he hurried away.

Looking at the explosive force, it seemed that it was about to cross the boundary of three thousand meters, but when it reached three thousand meters, the body was stunned, and the fierce upward momentum seemed to be under great pressure, and it almost shook directly.

Emperor Wujian was not thinking about breaking the boundary of three thousand meters, and began to write his name quickly, and next to the Thunder Emperor Sangmu, he carved the three characters of Emperor Wujian one by one.

At a height of three thousand meters, it is on par with the Blue Emperor, and after five thousand years, someone finally reached this realm.

A large group of Protoss warriors shouted excitedly, the nightmarish name of the Blue Devil, now the Protoss finally has a character that can be compared.

The thirteen Guardians of the Protoss, each with a burst of holy light, formed a colorful arch bridge in the void, and spread to the feet of Emperor Wuji.

Emperor Wujian stood on the colorful arch bridge, looked down, and finally stopped in the ranks of the human race, and said with a slight smile: "I'm sorry, you can't continue the myth of the Blue Emperor, so Emperor Wujian will reluctantly do it for you." ”

With a lazy tone and indispensable words, Emperor Wujian wanted to take this opportunity to plant the seeds of his invincibility in the hearts of the geniuses and demons of all races.

"Hehe, Emperor Wuji, it's not your turn to say this!"

Who dared to refute him in public after the emperor was as famous as the emperor.

Everyone curiously searched for the source of the sound, only to see a warrior in a black cloak in the Terran team, walking out of the crowd.

The person who came was naturally Xiao Chen, he came to this holy stele, mainly for the treasures in the stele, and by the way, to see what the real elite geniuses of various races were.

There is not much pursuit of who has carved the name high and who has the name low.

Many years ago, the Thunder Emperor engraved his name alongside the Green Emperor. But so what, today, whose name shines more brightly, you can see it at a glance.

The height engraved on the Stigmata Monument is more of a symbolic meaning, and for warriors, its only substantive role is just a ticket to enter the Stigmata Monument.

Even now, all the geniuses of all races are competing to chase this so-called height, Xiao Chen's opinion has not changed, and he will not fight for this false name.

At this time, whose name is still on it after 10,000 years, and whose light is more dazzling, will be judged by future generations.

It's just that this emperor is flawless, it shouldn't be like this, the myth of the Green Emperor, where is his turn to continue, there are some things he must say.

Under the cloak, Xiao Chen's face could not be seen, and everyone was guessing the identity of this person.

"Our Son of God speaks, is it your turn to interject?"

Emperor Wujian engraved his name on the same level as the Qing Emperor, and such a glorious thing was ridiculed by a cat and dog who came from nowhere. The warriors of the Protoss at the scene immediately jumped out of the two and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

The martial artists who came here to leave their names have the cultivation of low-grade martial saints at the lowest, and the two warriors of the Protoss who jumped out looked like middle-aged people.

The cultivation has even reached the mid-stage realm of the inferior martial saints, and the spiritual power and martial arts of the gods they have used have gone straight to Xiao Chen's sea of knowledge.

In the blink of an eye, just the two of them were killed, and the origin spiritual power had already turned into a fierce god, escaping into Xiao Chen's sea of knowledge, carrying out predatory destruction.

If you can't blast the spiritual power of the two people in, quickly get rid of it, and kill the two people in front of you, one person can seriously injure Xiao Chen immediately with one punch.

The physical body of the Protoss and the True Yuan are not much worse than ordinary human martial artists, and the spiritual power martial arts are just their innate ability.

Xiao Chen sneered, such a domineering way of throwing spiritual power into his own sea of knowledge, these two people wanted to become idiots themselves and abolish them directly.

But is his Xiao Chen's knowledge of the sea really so easy to enter?

The two fierce gods escaped into the sea of knowledge, and before they had time to act, they saw a fluttering purple rune, and in an instant of purple light, the two fierce gods were cut in half.

The lightning light exploded, and the fierce god who was divided into two halves was blown into nothingness without the slightest ability to resist.

The fierce god who gathered the origin of the spiritual power of the two was wiped out by Xiao Chen even if he had the opportunity to withdraw.

The two Protoss martial artists who flew forward, when they were leaning on Xiao Chen for one meter, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and their faces were extremely pale.

"Thunder will, hurry back, the origin of our spiritual power has been wiped out by him. ”

The eyes of the two of them were full of horror, and their bowels were blue with remorse, but they didn't expect that Xiao Chen would actually comprehend the will, and it was also the thunderous will that was the most lethal to spiritual power.

If he knew, he would definitely not, boldly burrowing his original spiritual power into Xiao Chen's sea of consciousness to destroy it, which is undoubtedly suicide.

"I want to run now, it's too late!"

The two of them killed him, Xiao Chen naturally did not show mercy, the three Heavenly Saint Laws in his body poured into the palm of his hand, and with a move of his hand, a gust of wind sucked the two of them over.

The Heavenly Saint Law traveled in the body, and the Kunpeng Divine Fist, which had been passed down to the Kunpeng King, was quickly unleashed.

A huge shadow rose behind Xiao Chen, it was the legendary divine bird Kunpeng, spreading its wings and obscuring the brilliance of this brilliant sun.

At this moment, it was all exerted by the Heavenly Saint Law, and its power was many times greater than before, and the huge shadow covered the entire mountainside.

Hearing the sound of wings spreading, the wind suddenly rose, the dust rolled up, and everyone involuntarily closed their eyes and waited until they opened their eyes again.

The Kunpeng, who was derived from the Heavenly Sage Law, didn't know where it flew to the heavenly dome, and the two Protoss warriors who were ready to beat Xiao Chen into an idiot. Directly turned into blood, shattered bones, and died without a corpse.

actually killed two Protoss warriors, the silent scene was silent, and everyone's faces looked solemn.

In front of Emperor Wuji, killing the people of the Protoss, in this era when the Protoss is strong and no one can do it, the old generation of warriors dare not do this.

Looking at the emperor Wujian on the colorful arch bridge, everyone's hearts sank, and they were in big trouble.

Emperor Wujian looked uncertain, looked at the mysterious cloaked man below, and said coldly: "Your Excellency, the shot is a little too heavy." ”

Xiao Chen's face remained unchanged, his eyes were like autumn water, and he said in a calm tone: "If I don't have the ability, my mind will be wiped out, and I'm afraid I'll be an idiot at this time." ”