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Chapter 828: The Peacock King

If you don’t come, you’ll have to wait. This young generation of monsters keeps coming.

A moment later, the younger generation of the Corpse Clan and the younger generation of the Human Clan rushed over almost at the same time. Xiao Chen from the Corpse Clan only recognized Wang Can, who had fought with him, and did not know the rest, and had only met in the Tianlu Divine Spring Pool.

The people who came from the human race were all old acquaintances. Unexpectedly, the Three Saint Son relied on the opportunity of Tianlu Shenquan to break the bottleneck that had plagued many years and became a saint in one fell swoop.

In addition, among the seven giants, Bai Wuxue, An Junxi and Shui Lingling, who had soaked in the Tianlu Divine Spring, all became saints with this opportunity.

Xiao Chen felt a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the Breaking Holy Pill that could make him saint in advance, he would have been passed by all of these people.

In the semi-saint realm, he only stayed for less than a year. Compared with An Junxi and others who had stayed for at least four or five years, his foundation accumulation was less.

The opportunity to rely on the Dew of Heaven and the Dew of the Sky to improve the understanding of the roots and bones will be directly broken.

After giving him a year, he could become a saint without the breaking holy pill, which was no worse than these people. However, at that time, the daylily would probably be cold and the Holy Scar Monument would not be opened ten years later.

Huh!

A golden light flashed by, and Di Wuque and the white goddess, with thirteen low-grade martial saints of the gods, fell to the scene.

The light flashed, and all the eyes of warriors from all races on the four sides of the mountain were attracted.

The only remaining warriors of the gods showed a look of fanaticism on their faces, and quickly flew to gather behind Di Wuque and others.

Xiao Chen was a little surprised. The powerful gods were really a bit outrageous. Di Wuque and the White Goddess had already become saints, and now they have the cultivation level of the lowest-grade peak martial saint.

Aside from these two people, the other thirteen people who soaked in the Tianlu Divine Spring last time were all sanctified.

Moreover, the number of teams on their side is also obvious, and it is more than that of warriors from other races.

"Strange, didn't the human race come out? Did the descendants of the Qing Emperor appear? Why didn't they see them appear? Could it be that they were not saints?"

Seeing that the golden barrier in front of the Holy Scar Monument was getting weaker and weaker, all the geniuses and monsters of all races had arrived, and Xiao Chen was not seen yet, many people began to mutter to themselves in confusion.

Xiao Chen, who was hiding in the human ranks, naturally could not hear some of the discussions on the Sifang Mountains. It would be impossible to disperse all his spiritual consciousness from such a distance.

The purpose of wearing a cloak is to avoid some trouble. Xiao Chen does not want to be known by people from the other three kingly families.

As for what Ying Qiong was thinking, Xiao Chen didn't know and was too lazy to think about it.

However, Xiao Chen remembered the discussions of some martial saints around him one by one, and after a moment, he had a lot more understanding of the Holy Mark Monument.

As long as a warrior approaches a hundred meters from the Holy Scar Monument, he will be under a huge pressure. This pressure comes from the mysterious power inside the stone tablet.

Pressure is not an invisible pressure. It will not only affect the spirit of the warrior, but also limit the warrior to take off. The higher the rise, the greater the suppression it receives.

The higher the name is on the stone tablet, the more impressive the warrior himself is.

But it’s not that you can fly high, so your name will definitely be engraved. Carving words on stone tablets is not an easy task.

There are many people who are ambitious in the appearance of previous Holy Mark Monuments, who want to engrave their names higher and blindly increase the height of their flight.

But when they were engraving their names, they couldn't bear the pressure. They were shocked before they finished writing the words and missed the opportunity to keep their names.

After engraving the name on the stone tablet, it will not disappear forever. If the warrior does not become an emperor later, the name you left on the Holy Mark Monument will disappear invisibly after a thousand years.

If you reach the peak and become Emperor Wu, then the name you engraved will become purple and will disappear after five thousand years.

Only when you become the King Emperor and your name turns golden can you last forever, be with the monument and never disappear.

Under the hood, Xiao Chen looked at the stone tablet that was blocked by the barrier and could not be seen clearly, and his eyes showed a look of interest.

The stone tablet is only a thousand feet long. If it weren't for the erecting of this mountainside, its height of more than 3,000 meters would be more ordinary and more ordinary among the many famous mountains and ridges of Kunlun.

But such a stone tablet records all the famous and surnamed strong men over the past 100,000 years of the martial arts era.

A stone tablet is a Kunlun.

At this moment, the barrier completely disappeared, and the true appearance of the Thousand-Step Sacred Monument revealed its true appearance. In front of a few hundred meters, the names on the stone tablet could be clearly seen.

What comes first is the stone tablets that are taller and golden names. These names shine brightly under the refraction of the sun.

A name is a legend. When you see the golden name of a warrior of your own race, no matter who it is, your heart will be filled with yearning, worship, longing, and pride.

Xiao Chen was attracted by these golden names at first sight, but when he looked at it the second time, he turned his attention to the bottom of the stone tablet.

Compared with the highly anticipated golden names, these names below have little attention.

But those names were piled up in large numbers, hundreds of times more than the golden names, just like the bottom cornerstone under the pyramid.

The more you look up, the more you look up, the denser the names piled up, the less you get. After a thousand meters, at most ten names will be engraved on a row.

It looks very sparse on the stone tablet more than one meter wide, and this thousand meters is also a dividing point. Only after one thousand meters can some purple names be seen vaguely.

There is another dividing point between two thousand meters. Looking up, it is full of purple names, and by chance, a golden name can appear.

The golden light shines, even in the purple name, the golden luster is extremely conspicuous. As soon as it appears, people will immediately notice him and forget the existence around him.

His eyes kept moving upwards, and Xiao Chen's eyes were frozen at three thousand meters. Only two names stood side by side, one was the Thunder Emperor and the other was the Qing Emperor.

There is still three hundred meters above, and the highest point of the entire stone tablet, but there is a hundred meters above the Qingdi, which is blank.

There is no name, but after this hundred meters, there is a large area of ​​golden names, and the density of the arrangement is shocking.

There are more than twenty names in almost a row, which is comparable to the denseness of the names in the bottom row.

If people who know the history of the Kunlun Realm Martial Arts Era will not be surprised by such strange phenomena.

A stone tablet is the entire Kunlun. There is not much fiction about this. There are dense names a hundred meters above the Qing Emperor.
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