Eight hundred and twentieth chapters supreme master
"Supreme Grandmaster!"
Li Xiake looked at Taoist Hongri and asked softly: "What kind of existence is that?"
Taoist Hongri was still immersed in great anger at this time and said, "That is a small open sky-like existence. His magical powers are endless, and his body forms a world, but he cannot reach the state of never-ending disasters! Even if he can escape the destruction disaster, he cannot escape the heavenly disaster!"
He had come to his senses when he said this, his face looked extremely ugly: "The masters of the supreme realm actually have a big gap between them, but the most powerful one is my elder brother, your father. When he led his clan members to Yuyuan, there were already several supreme masters who had survived several destructive disasters in Yuyuan. He killed those masters and brought the clan members here."
Li Xiake's eyes twitched: "Can the supreme master be killed? How powerful is my father?"
The Hongri Taoist looked slightly confused and murmured: "He has never lost in his life. Even if he meets a master of great power, he will definitely win in the end. If there is really someone in this world who can resist the destruction and the great catastrophe of the world with his own strength, he will probably be the only one!"
After he was in a daze for a while, he said to Li Xiake: "Don't worry about this matter. You should enter the ancestral court first! Supreme Grand Master, hehe, do you really think there is no one on them?"
Li Xiake calmed down and said, "Okay!"
He took a big step and walked to the stone tablet in front of him. His palm shook, and the dragon-tooth spear appeared in his hand. He immediately used all his true energy. His palm shook, and the tip of the gun turned into a ball of white light and stabbed it on the stone tablet.
As Mars burst into pieces, Li Xiake's name appeared on the stone tablet with strokes.
After the last stroke of "writing", the entire stone tablet shook, and the three words "Li Xiake" suddenly shone brightly and turned into distorted words like dragons and snakes. It carried Li Xiake's unique spiritual imprint and was engraved on this stone tablet.
After the name was formed, Li Xiake felt that he had an indescribable spiritual connection with the stone tablet. He was stunned for a moment and found that he seemed to be standing behind a group of people.
These people are tall and short, fat and thin, men and women, but without exception, they all have three eyes and everyone is moving forward quickly.
All the people in front of him ran very fast, and Li Xiake had to follow them when he was in it. Among these people, Li Xiake was at the end. Somehow, he suddenly had the idea of refusing to admit defeat and took big steps to chase.
The people in front ran very fast, but Li Xiake ran faster. After seeing that he had surpassed one tribe after another, and had been surpassing thousands of tribes, he did not even surpass half of the entire team.
When he ran to the middle of the team, he felt struggling.
The people in the middle of the team were no less than Li Xiake. Even though Li Xiake ran desperately, he only ran to the first half of the team in the end and could not catch up with the thousands of people in front. Even if he tried hard to catch up, there were still thousands of people in front of him.
Just when he was anxious, his eyes suddenly became clear, but he found that he was still standing in front of the stone tablet, holding a spear, still maintaining the position of shooting out the gun.
Li Xiake secretly called out loud. He is now at the level of a great master. His spirit is as calm as a mountain and will not shake easily. He is indifferent to the free demon. But now he has just engraved his name on this stone tablet, and his spirit is pulled into the stone tablet, giving birth to many hallucinations.
He focused his mind and saw that his name was like a living thing on the stele, passing around one name after another and continuing to rise along the stele.
There are probably tens of thousands of names on this stone tablet, which is the number of all the three-eyed tribe members who have achieved enlightenment in a universe year.
Anyone who can engrave his name on the stone tablet is all those who have come up step by step from the mountain road with real cultivation, and naturally they are all the cultivation level of the great master.
Anyone who can become a master is a hero at the moment, with talent, talent, qualifications and understanding. They are indispensable. They are of the same clan and race as Li Xiake, and may not be worse than Li Xiake.
Now that Li Xiake left his name on the stone tablet, it is basically unlikely that he would surpass all the heroes among these people. He is a genius of cultivation, but these masters who left their names are not bad either.
Seeing that his name had more than one personal brand, rising higher and higher on the stone tablet, Li Xiake's face was calm, neither happy nor sad. He didn't have to look at it at this time, and he knew that he would be in that position.
Sure enough, when his name rose to half the height of the stone tablet, the speed slowed down, and finally became slower and slower. It often took several breaths to surpass a name in front of him. In the end, it stopped at the upper middle of the entire stone tablet, and there were hundreds of brighter names in front of him.
"I actually missed them so much!"
Even though he was mentally prepared, Li Xiake was still surprised by his ranking. After so many years of experience and battles, he had great confidence in his understanding and qualifications. He believed that he would not lose to anyone, and he was no less than the four ancestors of Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and Demons.
But now, compared with his own masters of the same race, he can't even rank in the top 100!
This made him a little difficult to accept, and he turned his head to look at Taoist Hongri: "Uncle Second, our tribe members are so powerful? Is there your name on this stone tablet?"
A fire flashed in the eyes of Taoist Hongri, and a fire rushed towards a name above the stone tablet: "That's me!"
This name ranks 37th in the entire stone tablet, while Li Xiake ranks 387th, and there are about 200 places between the two.
Li Xiake was extremely dissatisfied and looked up at the name of Taoist Hongri, and then he realized what Taoist Hongri was called. It turned out that he was called "Li". His cultivation qualifications were all among the top 50 people in the entire era.
Li Xiake thought he was no less than the Hongri Taoist, but he didn't expect that the two were so much different.
Seeing that Li Xiake was not convinced, Taoist Hongri laughed: "Boy, you have entered the top five hundred of the Divine Monument before you enter the ancestral courtyard to stimulate the blood in your body. This is already very amazing! When you come out of the ancestral courtyard and leave your name in front of the Divine Monument, you will naturally feel the difference."
Li Xiake's heart moved and said, "Okay! Let's keep going!"
He walked around the stone tablet and walked up the stone steps on the left.
boom!
The moment he stepped onto the left stone steps, boundless pressure suddenly emerged from the sky above the stone steps. Li Xiake's seven orifices blew fire, his body turned into a line of fire, and suddenly exploded. Then he condensed his body again in front of the stone tablet, with a look of horror: "What power is this?"
Taoist Hongri glanced at him and said, "That's the way left for the supreme masters. If you go up, wouldn't you look for abuse?"
He pointed to the stone steps on the right: "This is the road we can take, and the road on the left will be left for the future!"
Yang Xingzhou: "...Do you know you won't remind me yet?"
Taoist Hongri: "Don't you want to know how powerful the supreme master is? The aura you encountered just now is the power that people in the supreme realm inadvertently showed!"
Chapter completed!