The Corpse Saint Tower is a nine-story giant tower cast of rosewood, covering a huge area.

On the surface of the giant tower, a layer of purple gold molten iron is poured, which looks full of dignity, but at the same time, it also has a cold and iron-blooded atmosphere.

The Corpse Pagoda, the Corpse Yama Temple, was founded by the patriarch, a real saint cast by the building.

It's more like a building, but it's more like a soldier.

According to the ancient records of the Corpse Yama Temple, this Corpse Saint Tower is actually a real holy soldier with terrifying power.

However, if it is not in the Corpse Yan Palace, there is a danger of destroying the sect, and the holy soldier, a powerful treasure that can suppress the heritage of a clan, will not be used easily.

In the crowd, Xue You was explaining to Lin Han: "Since the selection of the Holy Son this time is in the Corpse Holy Tower, you must remember two points, young master. ”

"The first point, there are a total of nine floors in the Corpse Saint Tower, and each time you climb to the next floor, it means that the higher your potential to be selected as the Holy Son, so if you have the ability, you must stick to the highest level within your ability."

"The second point, when everyone stands on the layer they belong to, in that layer of the Corpse Tower, there will be heaven and earth spiritual power, condensed into the most powerful Tianjiao illusory clone that has broken into this layer of the Corpse Saint Tower in the past generations, and fight against you."

"Those who are defeated will lose their qualifications to participate in the struggle for the position of the Holy Son."

"This kind of Tianjiao illusory clone condensed by the Corpse Saint Tower, every time it is a higher layer, the condensed Tianjiao strength will be much stronger than the bottom layer."

"So in the first round of climbing the Corpse Holy Tower, don't climb too high, although you can add points to yourself, but in the second round, the chance of losing the battle with the Tianjiao Illusory Clone on the layer you are on will also be greater."

"In short, everything has to be grasped by yourself."

……

Lin Han nodded and said, "I understand." ”

Whew!

At this time, one after another figures jumped up, all of them bursting towards the Corpse Saint Tower.

Among them, it includes the desolate heavenly gift and Mu Shenyang, which are concerned by everyone.

The young Tianjiao who had climbed the Corpse Saint Tower at this moment just now had more than twenty people.

But among these more than twenty people, nearly ten of them had just stepped into the first layer of the Corpse Saint Tower, when they were blasted out by a huge force.

Only half of the people stabilized on the first level.

Everyone watching outside looked shocked.

They didn't expect that this corpse saint tower would be so terrifying, and nearly half of the young Tianjiao would be blasted out on the first floor.

"It's horrible!"

"The power in this corpse tower is simply unstoppable."

"The first floor has such a strong obstruction force, so how strong is the resistance in the second, third, and even higher towers?"

……

Everyone's eyes were shocked, and they felt that the difficulty of the selection of the Holy Son this time was probably the most difficult layer ever.

And at this time, Lin Han finally set off and stepped into the first layer of the Corpse Saint Tower.

Almost as soon as he stepped in, an incomparably large resistance appeared out of thin air, trying to blast him away.

But in the face of this huge resistance, Lin Han's eyes were stunned for a moment, but then a strange smile suddenly crossed the corner of his mouth.

Because, he felt that this huge resistance turned out to be a kind of spatial power.

In the middle of the river, the water flows, and there is resistance.

At this time, the resistance in this corpse holy tower was like a stream of "space water" flowing in the space, slapping towards Lin Han.

Around Lin Han, many young Tianjiao were full of divine light, obviously using their skills to resist that kind of spatial resistance.

After they saw Lin Han stepping in, he stood there without the slightest exercise, as if he was deliberately waiting for the mysterious resistance in the Corpse Saint Pagoda to blast him away.

Many Tianjiao sneered with a look on their faces.

Among them, Huang Tianci and Mu Shenyang both looked at Lin Han.

The two of them were the only two of the young Tianjiao who had not yet run the exercises.

But they looked at Lin Han, and their eyes showed disdain.

Obviously, the two thought that Lin Han was pretending.

In the first layer, only the two of them are qualified to resist this spatial resistance.

Mu Shenyang was dressed in white and carried an ice sword that emitted cold air, he glanced at Lin Han not far away with contempt, and sneered in his heart, "When that mysterious huge resistance descends on this kid, he will know how stupid he is to not operate the exercises now." ”

Huang Tianci was tall, full of evil spirits, wrapped in the animal skin of a flaming python, looking extremely rough and ferocious.

At this time, he saw that Lin Han, like them, did not operate the exercises, and couldn't help but show a hint of ferocity in his eyes, "Hmph, the innate sword body, the talent is not bad, but it's a pity that you will be blown out by that huge resistance because of arrogance on the first layer." ”

Outside the Corpse Holy Tower, many people also looked disdainful, looking at Lin Han who was standing there in the first layer.

Obviously, they also thought that Lin Han was not qualified to pass the first layer without running the exercises.

"The Power of Space ......"

A strange smile crossed the corner of Lin Han's mouth.

This kind of spatial resistance, which is extremely feared in the eyes of everyone, is simply like nothing in front of his own space-time soul master.

Wow!

Lin Han's whole person seemed to be integrated into the space, and the spatial resistance that burst out from inside the Corpse Saint Tower surged towards him, but it couldn't make Lin Han move at all.

He stood in the middle of the first layer, and he also didn't have the exercises, but he was as steady as a green pine.

"How is that possible?!"

This scene made everyone outside the Corpse Pagoda change color one after another.

This Mu Chen, why is he so powerful?

Could it be that he already has a top-level Tianjiao strength comparable to that of the Desolate Heavenly Gift and Mu Shenyang?!

Everyone was talking.

"It's incredible."

"It's incredible, this Mu Chen, it's too deep hidden."

"It seems that this time the competition for the position of the Holy Son has added another uncertainty."

……

Corpse Tower, in the first floor.

Huang Tianci and Mu Shenyang saw Lin Han standing still, and the two of them, who looked disdainful, almost stared at each other.

They clearly sensed that Lin Han's cultivation was only the Seven Heavens of the Dragon Realm, not to mention that compared to the two of them in the half-step Saint Realm, it was inferior to the ordinary young Tianjiao.

Among the half of the young Tianjiao who were blasted out in an instant just now, there were many existences of the Eight Heavens of the Dragon Transformation Realm, or even the Nine Heavens.

But now, Lin Han, a kid from the Seven Heavens of the Dragon Transformation Realm, faced with the mysterious resistance in the first layer, his body did not move, and he was still as tall as a gun.

"This son is very hidden."

Huang Tianci and Mu Shenyang glanced at each other, and for the first time, they felt a kind of solemnity and pressure from a small Dragon Transformation Realm Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Artist.

Although they were arrogant, they were not stupid people.

Lin Han can stand in the first layer so indifferently, he must have his own merits.

At this time, outside the Corpse Saint Tower, it was already noisy.

The reason why everyone is talking about it is naturally because in the selection of the Holy Son, there is a group of big dark horses like Lin Han, who stood out and amazed the audience.

"The Red Jiao Soul Emperor has accepted a good apprentice."

Everyone was secretly envious of the Red Jiao Soul Emperor's vision and luck.

Of course, if they knew that a generation of Red Jiao Soul Emperor had been killed by this so-called disciple who they were envious of at this time, they didn't know how they would feel.

(End of chapter)