The next 100-meter gap was that after the Battle of the Wild Emperor, all races were in decline, their strength was sharply reduced, and the era of peak martial arts was gone forever.

It was not until ten thousand years ago that Qing Emperor, who was known as the strongest king emperor in the post-ancient period, emerged from nowhere and engraved his name three thousand meters above tens of thousands of years without a name.

Compared with the ancients, there is still a big gap. In that magnificent era, mythological names could not be reached by the Qing Emperor.

However, the names of the Qing Emperor and the Thunder Emperor still far outweighed the names of many king emperors over the past ten thousand years.

A hundred meters below the names of the two of them was blank, and there was no name. Only after a hundred meters could some purple and golden names be seen vaguely.

Compared with the Qing Emperor, the golden name of the Thunder Emperor appears much dim. The Qing Emperor's name is as dazzling as the stars, while the Thunder Emperor's name is just an ordinary golden color.

After reading so many names, Xiao Chen guessed that the luster of the name may be related to his personal strength. The Thunder Emperor died mysteriously soon after he became the King Emperor, so his strength naturally cannot be compared with the Qing Emperor at his peak.

Seeing the two names standing together, Xiao Chen felt even more regretful about the Thunder Emperor. If there were no surprises, the Thunder Emperor might be the second Qing Emperor.

Rows of densely packed golden names are about a length of 100 meters. When they reach the highest point of the Holy Scar Monument, they have not seen a single name.

Only vague traces were seen, who left those traces and when were they left.

Where did these people go and where are they now? It has always been a mystery in the Kunlun Realm. Many people have speculated that those who can leave traces at the highest point may have become the legendary martial gods.

But no one in this world has seen the God of Martial God, and the legends about the God of Martial God are all recorded in some documents. Most of the records are verbal statements that cannot be verified and there are no examples.

The God of Martial Arts is still an illusory legend for all warriors.

The shock that the Holy Scar Monument brought to everyone present could not be eliminated for a long time. After reading this stone tablet, it seemed as if it had experienced the entire history of the martial arts era.

It took a long time before someone came to his senses, jumped gently, came to the stone tablet, and wanted to carve his name on it.

Under the premise of ensuring the quota, the higher the name, the better. Everyone will have a hint of vanity and comparison.

The number of people eager to try is increasing, and the dividing point of one thousand meters is quickly broken, and the names are constantly refreshing the heights of others.

But no one could break through the two thousand meters of dividing point after half a day.

There were several middle-aged warriors who wanted to try it out, but ended up failing, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, and losing the qualification to enter the Holy Scar Monument.

A figure flashed and fell below the Holy Scar Monument. Seeing the person's appearance, the other warriors who were about to leave their names immediately stopped moving and looked at him.

"Kong Yuan, the grandson of the Peacock King, has appeared. It seems that he is the first one to break the record of two thousand meters today."

"A name that reaches two thousand meters, all of them become Emperor Wu. This person has soaked in the Tianlu Divine Spring and will definitely become an emperor within a hundred years. It seems that the distance between two thousand meters is not difficult for him."

"I just don't know that he could have traveled more than two thousand meters away. The Peacock King seemed to have left his name at a place of two thousand five hundred meters."

"The more you fly, the greater the pressure. If you don't travel ten meters for two thousand meters, the pressure will increase exponentially, and you will have to leave a name in the air, which is a difficult problem for anyone."

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

As the first young warrior to appear, Kong Yuan attracted much attention. Not only did the warriors on the scene look over, but all the warriors watching the excitement on the four sides of the mountain also focused their attention.

Huh!

Kong Yuan didn't hesitate much. He took a step forward and then took off his toes, without any pressure within a thousand meters. After a thousand meters, his face became solemn and his degree was significantly reduced.

One thousand five hundred meters later, two thick eyebrows were already deeply together, and it was obvious that the pressure was already quite large.

But Kong Yuan was Kong Yuan after all, and he lived up to the two thousand meters of dividing point. Many warriors from the demon clan all showed a smile on their faces.

However, Kong Yuan had no intention of stopping at all and continued to rise. At this moment, Kong Yuan saw his facial features, almost twisted together, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and it was extremely difficult for every ten meters to rise. The people in the demon clan couldn't help but sweat and began to get nervous about him.

After reaching a height of 2,500 meters with great difficulty, Kong Yuan saw a familiar name, which was his grandfather, one of the only two remaining king emperors in the demon world.

His eyebrows were slightly relaxed, Kong Yuan showed a smile, hovered in the air, and there was a short sword in his hand, and he carved his name stroke by stroke next to the Peacock King.

The stone chips were flying, the light shone, and the people in the demon clan heard thunderous cheers.

When the last stroke was carved, a beam of light penetrated into his body, eliminating the pressure he was under.

In the eyes of the demon clan, Kong Yuan slowly landed on the ground,

"As soon as he appeared, he was on par with the Peacock King, it is really unbelievable for the younger generation today."

As the first young generation to appear, Kong Yuan won such a height, not only did the people in the demon clan feel extremely happy, but other outsiders were also slightly moved.

The person who spoke was the physical practitioner who Xiao Chen had noticed particularly before, Kuidou, the descendant of the Iron Hand King.

Just now, he was underestimated by such a height, Kong Yuan was angry and said, "Kuidou, don't talk big, and he flashed his tongue. If you have the courage, you have been to me now."

Kuidou, with his arms exposed, his bulging muscles with perfect streamlines, looked at the names of the Holy Seal Monument and said: "Now is the prosperous era of warriors. If you still measure yourself by the standards of the older generation, you would be too despised."

Kong Yuan sneered: "What's the use of saying so much? It's the same thing. If you have the courage, you'll give me now."

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

Kuidou said calmly: "No need to say, I'm about to give it a try."

After jumping forward, Kuidou came to the Holy Scar Monument, stepped on the ground and shot up from the ground.

The human being was like an arrow. With the powerful explosive power of the body, Kuidou passed by at a height of 1,000 meters in an instant, rising to a height of 2,000 meters, and then it slowed down a little.

A sneer flashed in Kong Yuan's eyes. The real test has just begun now. The explosive power of the physical practitioner is very strong, but what is emphasized here is a continuous confrontation.

Once the explosive power is gone, it will be instantly reversed by the invisible pressure from the Holy Scar Monument.

But the smile on his face had not yet solidified. Kui Dou's feet stepped out of thin air, and his body jumped again, and with one breath, he rose directly 550 meters.

Just fifty meters past Kong Yuan, he reached out to make a sword, Kuidou quickly engraved his name. When the last stroke was engraved, his figure shook and fell steadily to the ground.

Looking at the name of his fifty meters on the Holy Scar Monument, Kong Yuan's face turned pale and a little disbelief.

On the top of the four mountains, many older martial saints and those martial emperors who watched the fun were all slightly moved, and the words "fear of a young man" surged in their hearts.

Next, the younger generation appeared one after another, and the records of various heights were broken one by one. From a distance of 2,500 to 2,900 meters, people kept carving their names.

The appearance of the Holy Mark Monument in the past, and if the name can be engraved on two thousand meters, it will be noticed and is called a peerless genius.

But the scene at this moment is eye-opening. Many people don’t show their expressions, but when they really leave their names, they are a thrilling sound and their skills are shocking.

Under the hood, Xiao Chen's eyes were not idle at all. He took this opportunity to pay attention to some hidden masters of various races.

Leaving a name is not the purpose. After entering the Holy Scar Monument, all kinds of treasures and spiritual veins are the real purpose.

After some observation, he found some clues. There were four people from the corpse tribe with a mark on their foreheads.

This person remained silent, but Wang Can was extremely humble in his attitude towards this person, and he would bow his head from time to time and say something to this person.

The marks on the eyebrows are like flowers, a very strange flower. Xiao Chen feels a bit like the legendary undead flower, but the marks are too small to be truly certain.

The woman named Qingcheng on the Ghost Clan has long been paid attention to by Xiao Chen. After seeing this as a saint, Xiao Chen felt more and more unpredictable.

Although Kong Yuan of the demon clan had a high reputation and was repeatedly surpassed, Xiao Chen, who had seen him take action, did not think that he would be much worse than others.

The light palm that day blocked the thirteen masters of the gods and used their martial arts together, which impressed him deeply.

But what attracted him even more was the handsome man beside him, Yuan Xu, the descendant of the Fox King.

"The warrior of the gods, is on the stage!"

At this moment, a whispered cry of Xiao Chen's thoughts. Xiao Chen turned his head and saw thirteen white warriors of the gods coming to the Holy Scar Monument together.

Huh!

The light burst out, and the thirteen people advanced together, climbing all the way. Under the attention of many warriors, they rose one after another, and soon passed two thousand five hundred meters.

The screams sounded, and all the warriors at the scene were stunned. Half of those who could leave their names here for 2,500 meters had become the king emperors.

Is it possible that the future of the gods will give birth to thirteen king emperors?

Stone chips flew, but the thirteen people stopped until they reached 2,900 meters, their fingers burst out 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 engrave a name on this place for thousands of years."

"It is said that once these thirteen people became saints, they were named the Glorious Guardian by the Supreme God King. The Guardian is the title of the Thousand Gods Cult, second only to the Dharma Protector Elder. It can be seen that these thirteen people are definitely not ordinary."
Chapter completed!