Corpse Town Eternal

"Do you have any questions? If not, please come on stage." The old eunuch's sharp voice covered the entire venue.

As soon as the voice fell, monks continued to climb onto the stage.

The people from the five major forces each occupied a position, and many other monks from small sects or independent cultivators also began to huddle together for warmth.

In such a melee, only by huddling together for warmth can you have a greater chance of passing the competition.

Ye Han had also climbed onto the stage at this time, but he did not huddle together with anyone for warmth. Instead, he stood alone on the side, exuding a faint chill, looking like a stranger who should stay away from him.

After an incense stick, no more monks climbed onto the stage.

There were only a little over 10,000 monks who climbed onto the stage, which was much less than the number of registered monks. They were all scared by the old eunuch's words of life and death.

In such a melee, it was too difficult for those who did not have some power and did not huddle together to survive. If they were not careful, they would be killed.

Seeing that no one else was on the stage, the old eunuch immediately opened the barrier on the stage. This barrier could block all kinds of attacks, but it did not block the cultivators, so they could pass through normally.

Seeing the barrier around the stage rise, someone shouted "kill", and everyone on the stage went crazy and kept attacking the people around them.

But no matter how they fought, they were very tacit and stayed away from the people from the five major forces.

Not to mention that the strength of the contestants from the five major forces was higher than that of the casual cultivators and the cultivators from small sects, even looking at the five Yuanying ancestors on the high stage, no one had the courage to attack them.

As everyone started to act, a trace of bloodthirsty light flashed in Ye Han's eyes, and his heart began to beat excitedly.

At this moment, a sharp sword stabbed towards Ye Han's chest.

Ye Han reached out and grabbed the sword directly in his hand.

"What? A Jindan stage cultivator?" The man looked at the sharp sword in Ye Han's hand and knew that he had hit a wall.

Just as he was about to abandon the sword and escape, Ye Han punched out with a yellow-grade mountain-breaking fist, which landed on the man's chest, and his internal organs were directly shaken into a pool of meat paste.

"The first one." Ye Han sneered, and then put the man's body into the storage bracelet without even looking at it.

Then he shot out and rushed towards the surrounding cultivators. His two iron fists took turns using the first move of the mountain-breaking fist, the mountain-shaking fist. None of the foundation-building cultivators could block Ye Han's punch. Even the cultivators in the early Jindan stage, facing Ye Han's punch, would be directly shaken into a pool of meat paste if they did not have any powerful defensive magic weapons.

Only the cultivators in the middle Jindan stage could hold on for a while longer in Ye Han's hands, but when facing the second and third moves of the mountain-breaking fist, they died on the spot.

Ye Han's brave killing naturally attracted the attention of the five Yuanying-stage cultivators on the high platform.

"Who is this boy? When did Canglong Country have such a powerful body cultivator?" Ghost Blade Patriarch said with admiration.

"Why do I feel that the body-refining technique he practices is the Fire Refining True Body, but can't the Fire Refining True Body only be cultivated to the early stage of the Golden Core? This boy has already reached the middle stage of the Golden Core." The Huanhua Patriarch on the side asked in confusion.

"Amitabha, this boy has a heavy evil spirit on him, and it is impossible for him to practice the Fire Refining True Body." Zen Master Qingyin shook his head.

"He is just a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core. How can he be in your eyes? In this competition, you have all sent out Golden Core Perfection cultivators. Are you afraid of a mere cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core?" The Canglong Patriarch said with disdain.

But at the same time, he gave a hidden look to an old eunuch serving beside him, and the old eunuch immediately understood what he meant.

In addition to Ye Han, there were many dark horses in the field, attracting the attention of the five Yuanying ancestors. These people were usually low-key and hardly walked in Canglong Country. They only broke out today.

"Die." Ye Ming killed another person. Looking at the decreasing number of contestants in the field, he thought to himself, "This is too slow. By then, the people on the field will either be killed or jump off the stage."

At this moment, a black ghost flag flew out from Ye Han's storage hand.

As soon as the ghost flag appeared, thousands of fierce ghosts came out of it, howling and rushing towards the surrounding cultivators.

Five cultivators were caught off guard and were directly pulled into the ghost flag by the fierce ghosts. In an instant, they lost all their lives.

With the Thousand Ghosts Soul-controlling Banner in hand, Ye Han's killing speed increased several times.

"Thousand Ghosts Soul Control Banner? Who are you?"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Ye Han's ears. The person in the room urged a white bone banner in his hand, and hundreds of skulls flew out of the white bone banner.

"Oh? It turned out to be the second elder of the former Soul Control Sect, Bai Gu Zhenren. Why are you so eager to die in my hands?" Ye Han said coldly.

"You are not from the Soul Control Sect. Where did you get the Thousand Ghosts Soul Control Banner in your hand?" Bai Gu Zhenren asked again.

"Some things are not your business. If you do, you will pay a price." Ye Han's eyes were filled with murderous intent. While urging thousands of evil ghosts to entangle with Bai Gu Zhenren's skulls, he shot out and rushed towards Bai Gu Zhenren.

Bai Gu Zhenren also knew from the previous battle that Ye Han was a physical cultivator in the Jindan period, and he did not dare to let Ye Han get close to him.

A white bone whip appeared in his hand. The whip body of this bone whip was actually composed of small skulls. Each skull seemed alive and was breathing out black air.

These black airs were contaminated on the ground, corroding the ground directly into pits and bumps. It was obviously poisonous.

Bai Gu Zhenren swung the bone whip, and the bone whip grew in the wind and wrapped around Ye Han.

Ye Han was not afraid at all. He grabbed the bone whip with one hand and held one end of the bone whip firmly in his hand.

Bai Gu Zhenren saw that Ye Han was so careless. He relied on his physical cultivation and was completely defenseless.

"Hahaha, you really think that physical cultivation is amazing. My white bone whip is made from the skulls of 990 babies who were about to give birth. These babies died tragically in their wombs before they were born. They were full of resentment. After the success of refining, I soaked them in poison for ten years. It is extremely poisonous and specifically destroys people's flesh. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of life and death." White Bone Master laughed.

The spiritual power in his body was constantly infused into the white bone whip. The black gas emitted by the skull on the whip became more and more, and it continued to erode Ye Han.

At this moment, a melodious bell suddenly rang throughout the venue, and the barrier on the ring dissipated instantly.

"The first round of competition is over. The thousand people on the field will automatically advance to the next round. After one stick of incense, the order of appearance in the second round will be determined by drawing lots." The sharp voice of the old eunuch was heard by everyone in the field.