"What a powerful force, the degree of change between changes is unexpectedly fast."

Xiao Chen was overjoyed. When he waved his hand, there was a large purple sword light, like lightning, radiating in the space.

clang!

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

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and said a good word in his heart. He turned his body quickly and used the starting style of the Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique.

The purple light shone on the middle of the eyebrows and the brilliance of will. Coupled with the violent thunder attribute energy, a great power was formed invisibly, and suppressed Ying Qiong.

The blade fell, and the sky also had lightning lights to cut through the void. This knife was like thunder breaking through the air, with great force.

Ying Qiong was calm and suddenly opened the umbrella in her hand, with a bang. When the entire umbrella was unfolded, it drove all the water-attributed spiritual energy behind her without leaving a single drop.

The umbrella unfolded, and a round water curtain of kilometers long formed a giant barrier, covering Ying Qiong steadily.

If you look from a distance, the circular water curtain, standing slanted in the air, is simply an extremely huge umbrella, unfolding with the umbrella in Ying Qiong's hand.

The violent power contained in Xiao Chen's sword slashed on the circular water curtain and immediately dispersed, forming a series of lightning lights, flashing constantly.

He easily resolved Xiao Chen's sword, Ying Qiong smiled slightly, turned his right hand, and immediately closed the wooden umbrella.

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

In the middle of Sumeru, Xiao Chen's body flashed, and passed by him. The water curtain that was gathered together fell on the ground and penetrated deeply.

In the air, the two of them quickly faced each other, and they were familiar with the power after being promoted to Martial Saint.

Compared with Xiao Chen, although Ying Qiong looks quite calm, she doesn't have much chance to fight back from beginning to end and always tries her best to defend.

After fighting hundreds of moves, Xiao Chen used the thunder tribulation sword technique all over the land mine tribulation, the power of the three major thunder tribulations, the heavenly thunder tribulation, and the divine thunder tribulation is more than twice as powerful as before.

However, the umbrella in Ying Qiong's hand was obviously of great origin. It was simply a despicable thing to defend. It connected the three major thunder tribulations and was still safe and sound.

Just as Xiao Chen was about to use the Double Dragon Playing Pearl, Ying Qiong took the umbrella and landed on the stone pillar below, and smiled and said, "I won't beat you anymore. If you continue to beat you, you will really be ugly."

Xiao Chen put his knife back into the sheath, stared at the umbrella, and said, "What is the name of this umbrella? It's a good umbrella."

"Why do you want to hit me with this Tianlin umbrella? You haven't practiced the soft water technique, it's useless to give it to you." Ying Qiong leaned the wooden umbrella on his right shoulder and laughed softly.

Tianlin Umbrella, I don’t know what level of secret treasure it is, at least the first-level secret treasure of the king level. Ying Qiong seemed unable to activate the power of the secret treasure.

It seems that I can't fully urge this umbrella to gain strength now. Otherwise, I should be able to block 70% of my strength.

Xiao Chen quickly analyzed it in his heart. It seems that the children of the big family should have king-level secret treasures. In the future, it seems that they have to be careful when facing the successors of the king sect and the king-class family.

Without answering Ying Qiong's words, Xiao Chen reached out and scattered around, and the seventy-two Qiankun flags buried deep in the ground quickly fell into Xiao Chen's hands.

Ying Qiong jumped gently, landed in front of Xiao Chen, and said, "Hehe, let's go."

Xiao Chen was a little stunned and smiled and said, "I am going back to Haotian Sect. Are you going back with me too? Is this winner really no place for you to stand?"

Ying Qiong said strangely: "Return to Haotian Sect? You are so anxious to become a saint. Isn't it because the Holy Sword that appears every ten years, and it will be opened in half a month. You are going back like this?"

"Holy Scar Monument? Ao Jiao, what is that thing."

When Xiao Chen heard these three words for the first time, he couldn't help but feel confused and asked Ao Jiao.

"The Holy Scar Stele is about to open? It seems that Xiao Chen, you may not be able to go back in a short period of time. The Holy Scar Stele is erected on the long Kunlun Mountains and has existed in ancient times. It appears every ten years. As long as you can engrave the name on it, you are qualified to enter it."

"There are many treasures inside, and there will be no danger of life if the competition fails. At most, it will be teleported out. No matter how bad the luck is, you can get a few better holy-level secret treasures."

"Only the lower-grade martial saints are allowed to be engraved with names. Of course, whether they can be engraved with them is a different saying. Speaking of which, this Holy Mark Monument will last forever. Being able to engrave names on them is also a kind of glory recognized by top warriors."

When Xiao Chen heard Ao Jiao's explanation, he thought about it. He originally planned to return to Haotian Sect and find a way to teleport back to the sky realm.

He cut off some past events and met his former friends, and then he put his heart on martial arts without any worries, and attacked the realm of the emperor.

However, unexpectedly, he happened to encounter the appearance of the Holy Scar Monument, which made Xiao Chen hesitate a little.

Ao Jiao encouraged him and said, "Go, the Lei Emperor also engraved his name on it back then, but it was listed with the Qing Emperor's name. Don't you want to try it? Can you engrave your name at what height?"

"The peerless monsters of all races have been settled in the semi-saint realm for so many years, and the opportunity to get the Tianlu Divine Spring has definitely become a saint. This time, the Holy Scar Monument appears, and it will definitely attract all of them from all races."

"The most important thing is that there are spiritual veins inside. Look at the laurel tree in the fairy ring, it will take at least three hundred years to mature. If you come to a few first-level spiritual veins, you will definitely mature in less than three or five years."

The last sentence completely touched Xiao Chen. He fought for the spiritual veins outside, and at least he had to face the competition of the master-level martial saints, without any hope.

If there are really spiritual veins in this Holy Scar Monument, Xiao Chen will still be very confident as long as he faces the same-level martial saint.

Seeing Xiao Chen pondering, Ying Qiong remembered something and said, "You have only been in Kunlun Realm for two years. It's not strange that you haven't heard of the Holy Scar Monument."

Xiao Chen denied: "I have heard of some things about the Holy Seal Monument, but you are not afraid of being known by the people in the family when you appear so swagger?"

Ying Qiong smiled sadly and said, "The struggle between the big family is not as straightforward as you imagined. If I meet Ying Fan, I may be closer than usual."

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

"Let's go, the Kunlun Mountains run across the Xuan Realm, endlessly stretching for no matter how many miles it will grow. Without me leading the way, you may not be able to find the place where the Holy Scar Monument is located in half a month."

A cunning gaze flashed in Ying Qiong's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her cheeks.

"Don't ask me, I still remember the road after so many years. Moreover, the Holy Scar Monument is usually unknown where the Martial Emperor is. You still have to walk with her on this road."

In the Fairy Ring, Ao Jiao's very innocent words made Xiao Chen's last glimmer of hope be destroyed.

Kunlun Mountain is endless from east to west, crossing the entire Xuan Realm. In addition to the main peak that Xiao Chen has been to, there are countless peaks.

Even if it took ten years, it would be impossible to walk all the way up the peak. The Holy Scar monument was erected in it. It was an exaggeration to describe the relationship between a drip of water and a lake, and it was difficult to follow.

Xiao Chen was a little lucky. Fortunately, Ying Qiong followed him in this journey. Otherwise, even if he found out how to go, he would have gone around and spent a lot of time.

Among the endless peaks, a towering stone tablet stands on the flat ground that looks extremely ordinary.

There are many mountains in all directions, but there are mountains with more than 5,000 meters in height, surrounded by clouds and mist and endless birds.

There were many warriors of all races on the hills everywhere. Looking around, they were all warriors with the cultivation of Martial Saints, and some of them were not even inferior martial saints.

Each breath is long and hidden. It should be some idle old martial saints or elders from major sects and families. The main purpose of coming here is to see how the younger generations have grown to.

For them, no matter how famous they are in the world, they are not as realistic as the Holy Mark Monument.

Can it be engraved, how high it can be engraved, and can it be surpassed by some powerful people in history who have been famous for generations.

This can truly prove that your talent is extraordinary, otherwise you will be a false genius and your reputation will be nothing more than a false reputation.

Because from ancient times to the present, the geniuses with names and surnames in history have engraved their names on it, and history has proved their glory.

Their deeds that were comparable to legend further highlighted the extraordinaryness of the Holy Mark Monument, making the name of the Holy Mark Monument bigger and bigger.

At the foot of the Holy Seal Monument, more warriors gathered, counting carefully, no less than three thousand. Without exception, cultivation is the realm of a low-grade martial saint, and these are all warriors waiting to leave their names on the Holy Seal Monument.

However, at first glance, most of them are middle-aged, and even many are old, and very few are younger.

But on the hills of all sides, those older masters, and some martial emperors who were just coming to watch the fun, all turned their attention to the younger generation.

The reason is no different. These young people are the protagonists of the opening of the Holy Mark Monument this time. The old men and middle-aged martial saints are all foils.

Even if you are unwilling to accept it, you cannot change this fact.

A warrior who can become a low-level martial saint at the age of less than 30 is definitely a genius of the monster level and will only appear in the prosperous times of warriors.

In ordinary times, when an appearance of one appears, it will immediately become a peerless genius leading an era.

These people seem to be not old, but fighting beyond the level is easy, let alone ordinary low-grade Martial Saints.

Even if a middle-grade martial saint really comes, he can't do anything to these young people by fighting alone. If he accidentally loses his horse and loses his reputation, it is very likely that he will lose all his reputation.
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