"If you want to reason, I will reason with you. If you want to do it, I will accompany you to the end, and I am not afraid that others are afraid that you are flawless. ”

Stretching out his hand and flicking it gently, Xiao Chen stretched down the cloak on his body, dressed in white, fluttering in the wind, looking up at Emperor Wuji, his heart was calm and indifferent.

"It's Xiao Chen, a white-robed swordsman, he has become holy!"

Xiao Chen, who revealed his true face, immediately caused everyone to exclaim, the news of the appearance of the descendants of the Blue Emperor had spread from the Tianwu Domain to the entire Kunlun.

The holy mark tablet appeared, and many people were speculating whether Xiao Chen could rush over, after all, the time he had become a half-saint was too short, even if he was a descendant of the Qing Emperor.

There are not many people who are optimistic that he will be sanctified in such a short period of time, and his appearance now is really a big surprise.

"No wonder, he was so angry, the words of Emperor Wujian before really touched his scales. ”

"Those two Protoss warriors are also innocent of death, and at this time, to touch their brows is not to find death. ”

"But at this time, it's like Emperor Wujian is too irrational, Emperor Wujian has been sanctified a year ago. And no one has ever seen it, he really shot with all his might, Xiao Chen has just become a saint, I'm afraid he is not his opponent. ”

There were all kinds of discussions, and no one thought that the incident that was supposed to end would have taken such a turn.

After seeing Xiao Chen's face, Emperor Wujian in the air looked relaxed, as if he was waiting for him, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, as I expected, you are indeed holy, dare to leave a name, let me see the strength of the descendants of the Blue Emperor." ”

"Look at you and me, who can continue the myth of the Green Emperor. ”

Xiao Chen's heart has always been very calm, even if Emperor Wufeng repeatedly provoked the generals, he didn't have much anger. is still the same sentence, after 10,000 years, whose light is more dazzling, it will be judged by future generations.

The reason why he stood up was just to show his attitude and continue the myth of the Green Emperor, and it was indeed not his turn to say this.

On the colorful arch bridge, the emperor is full of confidence, as long as Xiao Chen dares to fight with him. The back hand he left behind can make Xiao Chen's reputation ruined, and he can't even engrave his name in front of the world.

When the time comes, not only can Xiao Chen's sharpness be suppressed, but it can also make him collapse. The story of the so-called Qingdi is over to the end, and the myth is continued by him.

Now that Xiao Chen was stirred up by his words, half of the plan had been reached, and the remaining half was waiting for Xiao Chen to take the bait.

"Emperor Wuji, the myth and glory of my ancestors really can't be continued by you. Even if you engrave your name high, it has nothing to do with Emperor Qing, and it has nothing to do with me Xiao, I am not Emperor Qing, I am Xiao Chen. ”

"But if you want to fight, then I will accompany you to fight. ”

Xiao Chen said softly, and with a leap of footsteps, he came to the Stigmata Stele, and the bottom ten meters of the Stigmata Stele was blank.

No one would engrave their name here, and even if it was bad, they would fly thirty or forty meters later to engrave their name.

But they don't know that these years are long, time is ruthless, and the names on the stele are engraved and disappearing, and there are latecomers engraved on them when they disappear.

After 10,000 years, no matter how high you engrave, without a name, who will remember you. Even if you become the emperor of the king, your dim light, in front of the rows of dazzling golden handwriting, how many people will take it seriously.

Xiao Chen stood under this Stigmata Stele, and in the eyes of everyone and incredulously, he stood in front of the Stigmata Stele, and engraved his name on the bottom of the Stigmata Stele.

One stroke at a time, carved extremely seriously, he is Xiao Chen, not the Thunder Emperor, nor the Qing Emperor.

"If you want to fight for a while, I will accompany you to fight for a lifetime, and see who will shine more brightly after ten thousand years. Look at the descendants of a thousand reincarnations, who will remember the name left by whom. ”

A stone monument, a Kunlun.

How many sages have come from ancient times, the waves are surging, countless heroes and heroes, who will take the initiative to put their names at the bottom in front of the sage monument.

That corner where even a 100-year-old warrior who has become a saint will scoff at it.

The martial artists at the scene were shocked, and the dense crowd on the major mountains in all directions was also dumbfounded.

Some people were puzzled, and some people sneered in their hearts, feeling that Xiao Chen knew that he was invincible, so he deliberately pretended.

There were also people who thoughtfully pondered the meaning of Xiao Chen's words, as if they understood something, but they didn't seem to understand anything.

The senior sister in the crowd, Shui Lingling, smiled slightly, the soft water's pretty face, indescribably beautiful, and said: "Senior Brother Xiao Chen seems to really understand people, as long as he reaches the king, the name will never disappear, the stronger the strength, the brighter the light, what does it matter where it is." ”

Under the black-clothed cloak, Ying Qiong was stunned for a while in the face of Xiao Chen's amazing move, and then smiled bitterly: "This can be regarded as his style, it is really not interesting to compete for a moment." ”

The white-haired goddess Tian Youxi took her eyes away from a blurred place at the top of the Holy Stigmata Monument, and looked at Xiao Chen, who was named below, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

If you say who has the most wonderful expression, it is naturally the emperor who is perfect, he looked at Xiao Chen who was named below, and the look on his face was directly stunned.

Why do you want to leave your name below this, then the means he prepared are not prepared in vain.

The original plan, as long as Xiao Chen dared to leave his name on it, at the moment of engraving, the emperor was sure that he would immediately use his spiritual secret skills to fall Xiao Chen into the air.

Other Protoss are afraid of the Thunder Will, but he is not afraid, the exercises he cultivates are the supreme divine scriptures in the sect, and the oldest cultivation secret book of the Protoss.

Xiao Chen was carving words below, and his means were naturally wasted, and if he wanted Xiao Chen to lose his plan to enter the Holy Stigmata Monument in embarrassment, it was also in vain in an instant.

In his heart, Xiao Chen has always been a big trouble, and now in his eyes, even if he is sanctified, his strength is not strong enough. If you really encounter a lot of effort, you can still defeat the other party.

What he was afraid of was Xiao Chen's potential, Xiao Chen's growth rate, if one day the other party really grew into the second Blue Emperor, then the plan of the Protoss to unify Kunlun was afraid that it would be shelved again.

If his plan can really succeed, when Xiao Chen is most confident, give him a thunderous blow and let him be stepped on by himself in front of the world.

It can definitely leave a great shadow in the bottom of the other party's heart, and the cultivation will definitely be hindered in the future.

It's a pity that Xiao Chen's nature made his plan come to naught all of a sudden, and then he has to wait for a similar plan, I don't know what year and month it will be.

"Xiao Chen, I really think highly of you, your guts are nothing more than that. I am as famous as your grandfather, the best in the world, and I am pressed underneath. ”

"You are at the bottom of this, what qualifications do you have to fight with me for the rest of your life, you, as a grandson, look down on your grandfather too much. ”

Emperor Wujian came back to his senses, smiled slightly, and sneered at Xiao Chen, implying that Xiao Chen was a grandson.

In the scene, many people's faces changed, and they couldn't see that this emperor Wuqian had such a poisonous mouth, relying on himself and the Qing Emperor to be side by side, and mocking Xiao Chen like this.

But the people of the Protoss laughed and started to coax.

"Being a grandson also has so many names, what a white-robed swordsman, a descendant of the bullshit Qingdi, but that's it. ”

"Pretending, so making a fool of yourself, you really have the ability, and now you will surpass our gods, otherwise you will be your grandson. ”

The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth pulled slightly, looked up at Emperor Wuji, and said with a smile: "Di Wuji, I really think highly of you, even if you are stronger than me now, it is only a matter of time before you are surpassed by me." ”

With a slight tap of his toes on the ground, Xiao Chenren was like a sharp arrow, soaring into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he came to a height of two thousand meters without any pressure.

The speed of lift-off is amazing, 2,500 meters, 2,800 meters, 2,900 meters.

Emperor Wujian didn't react a little, and Xiao Chen passed by him, passing by, beyond the height of three thousand meters.

There are two kinds of pressure on the Stigmata Tablet, one that invisibly oppresses the spiritual aspect of the warrior, and the other that visibly oppresses the physical aspect of the warrior.

Xiao Chen had observed for so long, and he had already seen the mystery, his spiritual power cultivation was second only to Emperor Wufeng, and his physical realm was second only to the Iron Hand King.

But in terms of being able to perfectly integrate the two, there are so many people on the scene, and he is the only one, Xiao Chen.

Throughout the ages, in history, he was the only one who could cultivate his physical body and spiritual power in the realm of the lower grade martial saints, and at the same time he reached the realm of Xiao Chen.

Emperor Wujian was hindered by physical limitations and could not pass the three-thousand-meter limit, but he Xiao Chen did not have so many restrictions.

With a whoosh, the last three hundred meters of the Holy Stigmata Monument, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and rushed over in one breath, falling steadily, and standing at the top of the Holy Stigmata Monument.

Looking down, the group of Protoss warriors who originally laughed at Xiao Chen immediately closed their mouths one by one.

The basis for them to scold Xiao Chen's grandson just now was that Emperor Wujian was standing taller than Xiao Chen, but now Xiao Chen was three hundred meters higher than Emperor Wujian at the top of this.

According to their theory, it is clear who is the grandson.

Looking at Xiao Chen, who was standing at the top of the Holy Stigmata Monument, the Sifang Mountain, and the martial artists on the scene were all in a commotion, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.

"This, what's going on with this Nima, is the pressure in the Stigmata tablet ineffective?"

"Am I dazzled, don't tell me it's true, Xiao Chen actually stood at the top of the Holy Stigmata Tablet. ”

Looking at the lively Martial Emperor on the mountain, there were some old saints who couldn't do it anymore, and flew over one by one, wanting to see what was going on.

The expression on Emperor Wuji's face was unpredictable, and just now he was still relying on his height, hinting that Xiao Chen was a grandson. Unexpectedly, the retribution was unhappy, Xiao Chen suddenly stood at the top of the Stigmata Monument, and slapped himself in the face, and now he didn't even have a chance to take back his words.

took out a bottle of wine from the Qiankun Ring, sat directly on the top of the Holy Stigmata Monument, and looked at the Emperor Wujian below.

gave himself a cup on the island, and said with a slight smile: "Emperor Wuji, I am full of sages and saints in ancient times, and your ancestors' grandparents are among them, you have to go a little further, are you not even qualified to be a grandson." ”

In terms of poisonous mouth, Xiao Chen is not lost to anyone, since the other party has spoken, then he Xiao Chen has nothing to be polite about.