Corpse Town Eternal

When the dragon flew over the high platform, the man jumped lightly, jumped off the dragon's back, and landed in front of the dragon chair in the middle of the high platform. A pair of tiger eyes scanned the crowd present, and seemed to enjoy the admiration of everyone. look.

This person is none other than the ancestor of Canglong Kingdom, Fu Wanchou.

"Hmph~"

At this moment, a cold snort came from the horizon, and everyone in the audience felt like they were shaking.

Ancestor Canglong also turned his head and looked to the east.

A flying sword moved from far to near, and landed on the high platform in the blink of an eye. A hot air flow spread to the surroundings. The palace maid of the Canglong Kingdom who arranged the clothes on the high platform couldn't help but retreat, and her body was even more sweaty. Like rain.

Seeing this, the ancestor of Canglong stretched out his hand to block the heat wave. These maids were all from his Canglong Kingdom. If they were embarrassed here, it would also be the Canglong Kingdom's face, and he naturally didn't want to see it.

"Brother Zhengyang, you're fine." Canglong Ancestor said with a smile and cupped his hands.

The person who came was none other than Zhengyang Patriarch of the Zhengyang Sect.

For Patriarch Canglong's greetings, Patriarch Zhengyang didn't even look at it, and just ignored it, as if he didn't want to see Patriarch Canglong.

Seeing this, the ancestor of Canglong didn't take it seriously. The ancestors of the five major sects before and now the four major sects have always looked down on themselves, but it doesn't matter if they look down on themselves. The rise of Canglong Kingdom has been unstoppable.

"Kick-kick"

Along with a charming laughter, a charming and graceful woman appeared on the high platform.

"Ancestor Huanhua, even though he is old, he is still showing off here. It is not embarrassing." Ancestor Zhengyang said coldly.

Although Patriarch Huanhua is not young, she takes good care of herself and looks like a young woman. Besides, what woman would like others to talk about her age?

Ancestor Huanhua's face suddenly darkened, and then he seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Ancestor Zhengyang suspiciously, and said with a sweet smile, "Giggles, let me tell you, how can Ancestor Zhengyang put you right?" After cultivating the Yang Zong method to this level, it turns out that this kind of pure Yang method is really suitable for a man like you who will always be a boy."

Ancestor Huanhua specially emphasized the last word "man".

"Hahaha"

Before Patriarch Zhengyang could say anything, there was a burst of wild laughter, a black light flashed, and Patriarch Ghost Sword appeared on the high platform.

"Let me tell you, for being so serious all day long, Huanhua girl discovered this old Taoist priest's secret." Ghost Sword Ancestor said with a sly smile.

"You are looking for death." How could Patriarch Zhengyang fail to hear what the two of them were saying? His aura suddenly burst out, as if he was about to take action at any time.

Ancestor Canglong stood aside, already smiling in his heart at this time. He wished that everyone would join in the fight and intensify the conflicts between several sects, so that he could benefit from it.

However, Patriarch Canglong's little idea was destined to fail. Along with a Buddha's name, Zen Master Qingyin of Qingxin Temple landed on the high platform.

"Amitabha, today is the day we have agreed on for the competition. If there are any conflicts, we can wait until the competition is over before we can argue with each other, or let our disciples fight for us. Wouldn't it be better?"

Although Zen Master Qingyin stopped the battle between Patriarch Zhengyang, Patriarch Guidao and Patriarch Huanhua, he obviously had no good intentions. The reason why he wanted to let his disciples fight for a fight was actually an act of provocation.

If the disciples of these three sects met in the competition, they would probably take the opportunity to kill them.

Patriarch Zhengyang glanced at Zen Master Qingyin and said nothing.

Ancestor Canglong saw that several people were not getting up and immediately said, "Four fellow Taoists, please take your seats. The competition is about to begin."

Then he extended his hand to the four people.

The four of them glanced at the several chairs placed on the high platform. Although they were all the same size and height, anyone with a discerning eye could tell the high and low at a glance.

Although this place is the home ground of Canglong Ancestor, several people have always looked down on him, so how can he be regarded as a lower class for nothing.

The Ghost Sword Ancestor waved his hand, and the black chair on the left side of the dragon chair turned into flying ash. Then the Ghost Sword Ancestor's storage ring flashed with white light, and a white bone chair composed of skulls appeared in front of it. land.

"No need, I can't get used to this kind of broken chair." After saying that, Da Ma Jin Dao sat on it.

Although the other three people did not speak, they also patted the chairs originally assigned to them into ashes, and each took a chair and sat on it.

Whether it's a coincidence or someone's intention, the chairs of these four people are almost the same size, but they are just a bit bigger than the dragon chair.

Ancestor Canglong looked at the actions of several people and was filled with anger. However, being angry with these people now would not do him any good, so he could only sit down on the dragon chair.

This is also the fault of the Canglong Ancestor himself, who insists on making his chair special. If the five chairs were of the same size and specifications, several people would not deliberately disgrace him like this.

However, the Canglong Ancestor would not think so and hated all four of them. His hatred for the Ghost Sword Ancestor was even deeper.

Originally, because the Demon Sect was weak and the Righteous Way was strong, Canglong Kingdom abandoned Qingxin Temple, which they had cooperated with before, and instead cooperated with the two Demon Sects. Now, the Ghost Sword Ancestor has taken the lead in doing so without caring about friendship at all.

Under the stage, everyone saw that the five ancestors were already sitting on the high platform and knew that the competition was about to begin.

This competition also surprised a lot of strong men. Among the teams of the five major forces, there were two to three Golden Core Perfection monks, and there were also several late Golden Core monks.

There are also some hidden Jindan perfect cultivators among the casual cultivators.

These people were previously in the death pass, seeking to break through the Nascent Soul stage.

But now, for the sake of profit, they have also come out of seclusion.

At this moment, a Jindan cultivator dressed in eunuch clothes walked onto the stage, "Jiang Fuhai, the leader of the Canglong Kingdom, greets all of you Taoist friends and welcomes you to participate in this competition."

"I believe you all already know the rewards for this competition, so I will not go into details here. I will first talk about the rules of the competition."

"Because there are too many people who have signed up for the competition, there are two rounds of competition. In the first round, all participants will go on stage for a melee. The winner of the last 1,000 people on the stage will advance to the second round."

"The second round of the competition will be decided by drawing lots, and the two will fight until one party is knocked off the stage or dies."

"It is forbidden to use talismans and elixirs on the stage. Life and death are left to fate."

"Do you have any other questions?"

The old eunuch looked around the arena.

"If you kill your opponent, will his property belong to you?" At this moment, a voice came from nowhere, and the person who spoke deliberately concealed the source of the voice.

The old eunuch didn't care. "Of course, but if the opponent has already jumped off the stage, you must stop."