After a hundred meters of blankness, after the Barbarian Emperor War, all races have gone to the era of weakening, sharp decline in strength, and the peak of martial arts.

It wasn't until 10,000 years ago that the Qing Emperor, known as the strongest king in the post-ancient period, was born out of thin air, and he carved his name at 3,000 meters where his name had not been engraved for tens of thousands of years.

Compared with the ancients, there is still a big gap, that magnificent era, the names in mythology, even the Qingdi can't touch.

But the names of the Blue Emperor and the Thunder Emperor still shook off the names of many kings and emperors in the past 10,000 years.

A hundred meters below the names of the two of them, there was a blank space, and no names existed. After 100 meters, some purple and gold names can be faintly seen.

Compared to the Green Emperor, the golden name of the Thunder Emperor is much darker, the name of the Green Emperor is as dazzling as the stars, and the name of the Thunder Emperor is just ordinary gold.

After seeing so many names, Xiao Chen guessed that the luster of the name might be related to his personal strength, the Thunder Emperor died mysteriously soon after becoming the king, and his strength naturally could not be compared with the Blue Emperor at his peak.

Seeing that the names of the two stood side by side, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel even more pity for the Thunder Emperor in his heart, if there was no accident, the current Thunder Emperor might really be the second Blue Emperor.

The rows of dense golden names were about a hundred meters long, and when they reached the highest point of the Holy Stigmata Monument, they didn't see a single name.

I could only see vague traces, who left them, and when.

Where these people have gone, and where they are now, has always been a mystery in the Kunlun realm, and many people have speculated that those who can leave traces at the highest place may have become the legendary martial gods.

But in this world, no one has ever seen a martial god, and the legends about the martial god are also recorded in some literature. Most of the accounts are still oral accounts that cannot be verified, and there are no examples.

The Martial God, for all martial artists, is still an illusory legend.

The shock brought by the Holy Stigmata Tablet to the people present could not be eliminated for a long time, and after reading this stele, it was as if it had experienced the entire history of the Martial Arts Era.

It was a long time before someone came to his senses, jumped lightly, and came to the stone tablet to engrave his name.

On the premise of guaranteeing the quota, it is natural to be able to engrave the name as high as possible, and everyone will have a trace of vanity and comparison.

The number of people who are eager to try is increasing, and the dividing point of one thousand meters is quickly broken, and one name after another is constantly refreshing the height of others.

But after half a day, no one has been able to break through the 2,000-meter demarcation point.

There were several middle-aged martial artists who wanted to try it, but they ended up failing, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, and losing their qualifications to enter the Holy Stigmata Monument.

A figure flickered and landed below the Stigmata Monument, and seeing this person's appearance, the other warriors who were about to leave their names immediately stopped their movements and set their eyes on him.

"Kong Yuan, the grandson of the Peacock King, has appeared, and it seems that he is the first to break the 2,000-meter record today. ”

"When he reached the name of two thousand meters, he became Emperor Wu in the back, this person has been soaked in the Tianlu Divine Spring, and he will definitely become an emperor within a hundred years, and the distance of two thousand meters does not seem to be difficult for him. ”

"I just don't know, he can go more than two thousand meters, and the Peacock King seems to have left his name at a place of two thousand five hundred meters. ”

"The higher you fly, the greater the pressure, and if you don't travel 10 meters in 2,000 meters, the pressure will increase exponentially, and you have to hang in the air to leave your name, which is a problem for anyone. ”

"It's hard to say how high he can get. ”

As the first young martial artist to appear, Kong Yuan attracted much attention, not only the martial artists on the scene, but also the lively martial artists on the Sifang Mountain, all of whom focused their attention.

Whew!

Kong Yuan didn't hesitate much, on his tiptoes, he flew up directly, and there was no pressure within a thousand meters. After a kilometer, his face became solemn, and his speed decreased significantly.

After 1,500 meters, the two thick eyebrows were already deeply together, and it was obvious that the pressure was not small.

But Kong Yuan is Kong Yuan after all, and he lived up to expectations and came to the demarcation point of two thousand meters, and many warriors of the demon clan all showed a smile on their faces.

However, that Kong Yuan did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and continued to rise. At this moment, Kong Yuan saw that his facial features were almost screwed together, and his teeth were clenched.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and every ten meters he ascended was extremely difficult, and the people in the demon clan couldn't help but sweat and began to be nervous for him.

After coming to an altitude of 2,500 meters with great difficulty, Kong Yuan saw a familiar name, it was his grandfather, one of the only two remaining kings and emperors in the Demon Domain.

His brows stretched slightly, Kong Yuan showed a smile, hovered in the air, and with an extra short sword in his hand, he engraved his name next to the Peacock King one by one.

Stone chips flew, the light shone, and the people in the demon clan heard thunderous cheers.

When the last stroke was finished, a beam of light pierced through his body, removing the pressure he was experiencing.

In the eyes of the demon clan and the heroes, Kong Yuan slowly landed,

"As soon as he appeared, he was on par with the Peacock King, and today's young generation is really unbelievable. ”

As the first appearance of the younger generation, Kong Yuan achieved such a height, which not only made the people in the demon clan extremely happy, but also the other outsiders were slightly moved.

The person who spoke was none other than the flesh cultivator that Xiao Chen had paid special attention to before, the descendant of the Iron Hand King.

Just achieved such a height and was so underestimated, Kong Yuan was angry in his heart, and said: "Kui Dou, don't say big things and flash your tongue, if you have the guts, go ahead of me now." ”

Kui Dou bare arms, bulging muscles, and perfect streamlines, looked at the names of the Holy Stigmata Tablet and said: "Now that it is the prosperous age of martial artists, if you still measure yourself by the standards of the elders, you will look down on yourself." ”

Kong Yuan sneered: "What's the use of saying so much, it's still that sentence, if you have the guts, you will overtake me now." ”

The Iron Hand King and the Peacock King are both famous contemporary kings, powerful and powerful, and the confrontation between the two descendants immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Kuidou said calmly: "I don't need you to say, I was about to give it a try." ”

As soon as he jumped forward, Kuidou came to the Stigmata Monument, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he burst into flames on the ground.

People are like arrows, relying on the powerful explosive power of the flesh, and at a height of thousands of meters, Kuidou swept over almost instantly, until it rose to a height of two thousand meters, and the speed slowed down slightly.

A sneer flashed in Kong Yuan's eyes, the real test has only begun now, and the explosive power of the flesh body cultivator is very strong, but what is important here is a continuous confrontation.

Once the explosive power is gone, it will be instantly shocked back by the invisible pressure from the Stigmata Monument.

But the smile on his face had not yet solidified, and Kui Dou stepped on the soles of his feet out of thin air, and his body leaped again, and he rose directly five hundred and fifty meters in one go.

Just more than fifty meters above Kong Yuan, stretching out his hand for a sword, Kui Dou quickly carved his name, and when the last stroke was engraved, his body shook and fell steadily to the ground.

Looking at the name on the Holy Stigmata Tablet, which was more than fifty meters above himself, Kong Yuan's face turned pale and he was a little incredulous.

On the top of the Sifang Mountain, many of the old martial saints, as well as those martial emperors who watched the excitement, were all slightly moved, and the word "fearful" surged in their hearts.

Next, the younger generation appeared one after another, and various height records were broken one by one, and at a distance of 2,500 meters to 2,900 meters, people continued to engrave their names.

In the past, when the Holy Stigmata Monument appeared, if the name could be engraved on two thousand meters, it would be able to attract everyone's attention and be called a peerless genius.

But the scene at this moment is an eye-opener, many people don't show their faces, and when they really leave their names, they are a blockbuster and shocking.

Under the hood, Xiao Chen's eyes were not idle, taking this opportunity to pay attention to some hidden masters of various clans.

Leaving a name is not the goal, after entering the Stigmata Monument, all kinds of treasures and spiritual veins are the real purpose.

After some observation, he really found some clues, and there was a man with a mark on his eyebrows among the four people on the corpse clan's side.

This person was silent, but Wang Yan's attitude towards this person was unusually humble, and he bowed his head from time to time to say something to this person.

The marks at the center of the eyebrows are like a flower, a very strange flower. Xiao Chen felt a bit like the legendary undead flower, but the mark was too small to be truly sure.

The woman named Allure on the side of the ghost clan had long been noticed by Xiao Chen, and after being sanctified, Xiao Chen felt more and more unpredictable.

Kong Yuan of the Demon Clan, although the height of his name has been surpassed repeatedly, Xiao Chen, who has seen his shots, does not think that his strength will be much worse than others.

That day, with a slight palm, he blocked the martial arts of the thirteen Protoss masters and jointly performed them, but he was deeply impressed.

But what made him pay more attention was the handsome man beside him, Yuan Xu, the queen of the Spirit Fox King.

"Protoss warrior, here!"

At this moment, a soft cry disrupted Xiao Chen's thoughts. Xiao Chen turned his head to look, and saw thirteen white-haired martial artists of the Protoss coming to the Holy Stigmata Monument together.

Whew!

The light burst out, and the thirteen people marched in unison, climbing all the way, and under the attention of many warriors, they rose repeatedly, and soon exceeded two thousand five hundred meters.

The exclamation sounded, and the people and warriors at the scene were all stunned, and half of the people who could leave their names here in 2,500 meters became the emperor.

Could it be that in the future, the Protoss will give birth to thirteen kings and emperors?

The stone chips were flying, but the thirteen people did not stop until they reached a distance of 2,900 meters, their fingers bloomed with golden light, and they began to write their names one by one.

"Two thousand nine hundred meters, after the Thunder Emperor, no one has been able to carve a name in this place for thousands of years. ”

"It is said that as soon as these thirteen people became holy, they were crowned the Radiance Watcher by the Supreme God King, and the Watcher is the title of the Protector Elder of the Thousand Gods Sect, which shows that these thirteen people are definitely not ordinary. ”

"These thirteen people are so powerful, what kind of height should the Divine Son Emperor Wujian and the Divine Daughter Tianyouxi reach. ”