Chapter 832: A Toast to You for Your Ancestral Grandfather

( ) Things in the world are always unpredictable. Di Wuque, who was still proud of his spring breeze just now, insinuated that Xiao Chen was his grandson. Immediately, he was slapped in the face by what he said, and he was not even qualified to be a grandson.

The group of people below couldn't help but smiled wryly. This Emperor Wuque was really unlucky. After today, the incident about his grandson might spread throughout Kunlun.

The glorious name of the Son of God is destined to leave a stain that can never be washed away.

"Di Wuque, I will toast you on behalf of your ancestor's grandfather."

Xiao Chen gently poured the jug down, and the clear and mellow wine immediately formed a line and poured back downward.

Di Wuque, who was already so angry that he couldn't speak, completely ran away, which sounds like it. Come, grandson, I'll get you a glass of wine for your grandfather.

With a flash of his figure, Di Wuque let out a soft drink, and his white hair, which had faded, turned golden again, and rushed upwards.

His mental strength was able to withstand this pressure, but his physical body couldn't bear it. He barely moved forward ten meters, and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

Waiting for this opportunity, Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold, he threw away the wine jug in his hand, and as soon as he fell in the air, he kicked Di Wuque's shoulder directly.

The advantage of this kick followed by the landing of the Stigmata Monument was almost to the extreme, and Di Wuque, who was struggling to support and run up desperately, was kicked immediately without any rush.

With a bang, Di Wuque was kicked down hard, and his body flipped several times in the air, feeling that the bones in his shoulders seemed to be shattered.

After this incident, he must have become a thorn in Emperor Wuque's side, and the enmity between the two sides has been completely settled. Since he can create an opportunity to attack the other party, Xiao Chen will naturally not miss it.

Kicking Emperor Wuque, Xiao Chen flickered, withstood the pressure, and once again stood on the top of the Stigmata Monument.

A group of people around were all stunned, and the young Emperor Wuque, who was running rampant in Kunlun, was kicked over by someone. This unimaginable thing actually happened in front of everyone's eyes.

Looking at Di Wuque in the air, Wei Wei felt a little pity, the kick just now was refreshing, but it was too late to use much force, and it didn't really hurt the opponent.

Emperor Wuque?

?? Kong stepped on it, and for the first time there was an uncontrollable murderous look in his eyes, and the terrifying aura spread from him,

Everyone below felt a chill and secretly frightened.

"The sword of the moment of first acquaintance!"

With a soft shout, Di Wuque pointed out suddenly, and a ray of light emerged from his fingertips, and the world seemed to become dark, and the whole world only had that ray of light.

Suddenly, a ray of sword energy emerged from his fingertips, and the darkness of the whole world was completely pierced by this ray of sword energy.

The sword energy pierced through darkness and light, like the initial light that opened up the world, and shot towards Xiao Chenbiao in an instant.

Xiao Chen felt a sense of danger for no reason, turned his body slightly, and a faint sword energy slid across his face, cutting off a few strands of hair.

Although the sword is powerful and fast, the artistic conception contained in it is also magnificent, but under the oppression of the Stigmata Monument, when it came to Xiao Chen, the power was already negligible.

Xiao Chen's expression froze, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he looked at the other party with cold eyes. The world is unparalleled, and there is only one protagonist destined to be in the Kunlun world. Today, he and Di Wuque have completely torn skins.

The opponent is very strong, even if you use all your strength, you may not be able to win, but the future will be long, and whoever can have the last laugh will have an eternal light.

Rays of light began to flicker on the Stigmata Monument, and the faces of many martial artists who had been watching the excitement all turned solemn.

This is a sign that the world inside the Stigmata Monument is about to open. Some low-rank Martial Saints who didn't have their names printed on them hurried forward to engrave their names on it.

Di Wuque suppressed the killing intent in his eyes, glanced at Xiao Chen on the top of the stigmata tablet, and calmly fell into the ranks of the Protoss.

"Son of God, don't be as knowledgeable as this guy, this guy is a grandson, how can he compare with you." A martial artist from the protoss, seeing Di Wuque's gloomy expression, stepped forward to flatter him, trying to please him.

Di Wuque's calm expression just now suddenly exploded, and he slapped the man away, saying: "Get out, don't mention the word grandson in front of me."

Looking at the scattered person, the thirteen Glory Watchers? All had a look of speechlessness in their eyes. This guy really deserves it. Any fool can see which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted. Di Wuque is really allergic to these two words now.

The light is shining, and the monument of stigmata is about to be opened. The secret treasures inside are heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as various spiritual veins are waiting for a group of low-rank martial saints to dig out.

The opportunity is rare, the warriors of all ethnic groups and the younger generation of evil geniuses are all looking forward to it.

Sitting on the top of the stele of stigmata, Xiao Chen saw Di Wuque's actions, smiled slightly, and looked away.

Put your eyes on the bottom of the top, and those vague traces are thoughtful.

According to legend, the people who left these traces left this world mysteriously. It is said that they have all reached the realm of Valkyrie.

According to the time recorded on the Stigmata Monument, at a distance of 3,200 meters, a flood of golden names represents the peak time of ancient martial arts.

So these traces are still on top of this. Could it be said that there is an era farther than ancient times in the era of martial arts?

He looked down and saw some similar vague traces among the golden names at a distance of 3,200 meters.

In his mind, as if he had figured something out, Xiao Chen used his fingers to touch lightly, and there was a trace underneath.

boom!

A vast picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, a ray of sword light sweeping across the sky, slashing towards him quickly.

The person who drew the knife couldn't see his face clearly, he yelled softly, like thunder rumbled in the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Chen's body trembled, his fingers quickly moved away, and he almost fell off the stigmata tablet.

"Even if I can fly so high, if I want to leave a name on it, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Xiao Chen thought to himself, the ray of knife light just now was not wielded by the owner of the trace left behind, but was controlled by the mysterious power inside the stone tablet.

If you want to leave a name on the highest place, I'm afraid it's not something a martial artist can do. At least no one can block the invisible sword light present.

Those who can leave traces here are definitely not the existence of low-rank martial saints, but the rules of the stigmata tablet are clearly limited to the realm of low-rank martial saints.

Even if Emperor Wu came, he couldn't get close to the Stigmata Monument. Could it be that the rules of the Stigmata Monument were not like this in the years that were farther than ancient times?

The flickering light became more and more dazzling, and the people who left their names on the stele could already clearly feel that the power from the inscription was gently pulling them.

Just when the stele was about to be opened, a group of uninvited guests suddenly flew over the mountainside, two men and one woman, whose aura was not from any of the five clans.

Someone saw their eyes and recognized the clothes they were wearing. They were taken aback for a moment, and said, "Why did the merman from Chaos Demon Sea come to us?"

Kunlun is so big that it is difficult to travel on the mainland alone, and the boundless ocean is even more vast and inexhaustible.

The most familiar one in the Tianwu Domain is naturally the Chaotic Demon Sea bordering on the Loess Demon Garden in the west, and the Merman is the overlord of the Chaotic Demon Sea.

After passing the Chaos Demon Sea, there is a wider ocean world, and there are intelligent races similar to mermaids, and there are even some rare but extremely powerful races.

In ancient times, it was heard that there was a sea emperor who unified the sea clan, and all the sea clan obeyed the orders of the sea palace. However, the Sea Palace has long been destroyed, and the Sea Clan is very rare. Today's Sea World has long since changed.

Two men and one woman, from the appearance point of view, there is not much difference from human beings, except that the eyes are all beautiful dark blue.

Xiao Chen paid special attention to their feet. It is said that mermaids are born without feet. Their upper body is a human and their lower body is a fish. Only when their strength reaches a certain level can they transform freely.

When the three of them saw the stigmata stele flickering with light, they hurriedly flew over to leave their names, and the heights they left were all 2,800 meters.

Before they had time to think about what happened to these three mermaids, everyone who had engraved their names was forcibly drawn in by the suction force of the stigmata.

After ten days, the fighters who entered will be automatically teleported out, and the stigmata will also be closed, and the next time it will be opened is ten years later.

When Xiao Chen opened his eyes, the scene of the Kunlun Mountains had disappeared, replaced by a slightly desolate grassland.

There were no other people around, and thousands of people who wanted to come to the scene were all randomly teleported to different places.

Looking up towards the end of the field of vision, in the very center of the world, there is a beam of light linking the sky and the earth, attracting Xiao Chen's gaze.

Aojiao explained in the fairy ring: "The pillar of light is the treasure hall inside the stigmata tablet, but it is not easy to walk there."

The name of the Treasure Hall is easy to understand, Xiao Chen asked: "The treasures inside should not be taken away in vain."

"Well, there are not only secret tunnels inside, but also various ancient puppets. These puppets are not so easy to deal with. The combat puppets you came into contact with in the Tianzi training room are imitations of these ancient puppets."

Xiao Chen's memory of the battle puppet in the Tianzi training room was still fresh at the time. Not only did he have combat memory, but he also had not weak wisdom, and he could even master martial arts and artistic conception.

"Let's see later, I want to collect the source of spiritual veins, there should be no one on this grassland."

Xiao Chen looked around and said, although there are many spiritual plants in the fairy ring, he only cares about two kinds, one is the laurel tree, and the other is the dragon fruit.

Chewing a piece of the laurel flower produced by the former can heal almost any injury, which is much more convenient than any elixir.

It doesn't take much dragon grain fruit, the rare treasures of heaven and earth that can directly strengthen a warrior's strength, use the source of spiritual veins to give birth, and can increase the number of years.

If it reaches a thousand years, with Xiao Chen's current state, he can get great benefits.

Ao Jiao smiled and said: "This is not certain, this small world cannot be judged by the common sense of the outside world, the spiritual veins of the outside world are all under the mountains, but the spiritual veins here may be under your feet."