Lingxiao is curious about why the sixth son must fight with him. He wants to see what the plot of emperor tomb mountain is.


    "Very good! Hahaha... Lingxiao, don''t worry. When you are defeated by me, I will treat you well!"


    The sixth son sneered.


    "Get ready to turn God into the supreme Dan. It''s mine!" Lingxiao responded with a faint smile.


    "Don''t show off your tongue. I''ll see you on the duel platform!"


    The sixth son flashed in his eyes, snorted coldly, and turned away with many disciples of emperor tomb mountain.


    "Lingxiao, just because you still want to fight with brother di? You really don''t know what to do. I''ll see later. How many moves can you make in brother Di''s hand!"


    Han Feng also sneered. Surrounded by TIANYAO Wei, he followed the sixth son.


    "Brother Ling, the sixth son is too arrogant. You must teach him a lesson later!" Xiong Xiaohei said for fear that the world would not be chaotic.


    He is full of confidence in Lingxiao. Even if the sixth son is the peerless genius of the emperor''s tomb mountain and the triple cultivation of the emperor''s territory, even the southern heavenly father died in Lingxiao''s hands. What is the sixth son?


    Perhaps the legendary emperor''s son is qualified to fight Lingxiao!


    Lingxiao smiled faintly, showing a sharp color in his eyes.


    The duel platform of Liangjie City, in the center of the city, is an ancient stone platform, which depicts the supreme Tao trace, interwoven with laws, dense light and very solid.


    At the beginning, this duel platform was established to solve the grievances between the human and demon races. Later, it gradually evolved into a battlefield between the two worlds.


    Private duels are not allowed in the two realms, but they can be dueled on the duel platform.


    The news of Lingxiao''s war with the sixth son soon spread all over the two boundary cities through word of mouth.


    Many strong men from both human and demon races came here, and their eyes were full of incomparable expectation.


    Emperor tomb mountain is also a holy land of martial arts. It is powerful and unparalleled. In particular, the nine saints of emperor tomb mountain are awe inspiring all over the world. Each of them is a peerless genius.


    Lingxiao is a peerless genius who has just risen. It is said that he has been inherited by the Red Dragon God of war and his reputation has spread all over the God of war continent.


    However, Liangjie city is far away from Tianshen city. Many people have never seen Lingxiao. Most of them are skeptical about rumors. Therefore, people have different attitudes towards who wins and who loses in this war. They are incomparable expectations.


    Some people even set up a gambling game on the duel platform. People took out Chunyang pills to bet. Some people were optimistic about Lingxiao, and others saw the sixth son.


    "Brother Ling, I pressed 300000 Chunyang pills. This is all my family. You must win!" Xiong Xiaohei said excitedly.


    "Brother Ling, I pressed 1.5 million pure Yang pills!"


    Tiger Zi''s words startled Lingxiao and Xiong Xiaohei. 1.5 million pure Yang pills were all the possessions of tiger Zi. He even pressed them out.


    "What''s the odds?" Lingxiao asked.


    "Three for one, brother Ling. If you win, tiger will take back 4.5 million pure Yang pills!"


    Xiong Xiaohei said quickly.


    "Brother Ling, I believe you can win!" Huzi said with a smile.


    "You believe me. In that case, I can''t let you lose so many Chunyang pills!"


    Lingxiao smiled.


    Lingxiao''s eyes flashed and saw that under the duel platform, the disciples of emperor tomb mountain even opened a gambling game. Lingxiao''s mouth showed a radian and walked directly over.


    "I want to bet that this is 10 million pure Yang Dan!"


    A storage ring appeared in Lingxiao''s hand. Looking at the emperor''s tomb mountain, they said.


    "What?!"


    The disciples of emperor tomb mountain are all stunned. Lingxiao himself wants to bet, and it''s 10 million pure Yang pill!


    The sum of the gambling they opened was less than 10 million pure Yang pills. If Lingxiao wins, Emperor tomb mountain will pay him 30 million pure Yang pills!


    "Who are you... Betting on?"


    The disciple of emperor tomb mountain swallowed his saliva and asked.


    "Of course it''s me! You emperor tomb mountain should prepare Chunyang pill, otherwise I''ll be very unhappy if you don''t give me 30 million Chunyang pill later!"


    Lingxiao said with a smile, then turned and walked onto the duel platform.


    "Lingxiao is so confident that he can win? The sixth son is different from Nan Tianzun. I heard that the sixth son has a complete supreme weapon in his hand and has been in an invincible position. Where does Lingxiao come from?"


    "It''s really hard to say. Seeing that he is so confident, he may also have a strong card. If Lingxiao also has a supreme weapon, the battle will be fun!"


    "Hey, hey, what if he has a supreme weapon? The cultivation of a mere Prince is a big difference from that of the sixth son, and he can''t give full play to the power of the supreme weapon!"


    "Lingxiao will lose!"


    People talked about it one after another. Some were in doubt, others gloated at it, and their faces were full of ridicule.


    The duel platform is in the charge of the city Lord''s house of Liangjie city. The two main house owners of the city Lord''s house are one person and one demon.


    The sixth son handed the supreme Dan of Huashen to the people in the city master''s house, signed the duel form, and also turned around and jumped onto the duel platform.


    The duel platform looks small from the outside. It is only a few tens of feet in size, but it contains a huge space. It is shrouded by the supreme Tao trace and array. It is extremely solid and can withstand the duel between the strong below the supreme realm.


    "Lingxiao, you are dead in this battle today. Whether it is the remains of the gods or the inheritance of the Red Dragon God of war, it will belong to me!"


    The sixth son''s eyes were hot and stood proudly. He looked at the Lingxiao in the distance and said in a cold voice.


    "There''s so much nonsense. If you want to fight, fight! It''s solved. I''m going back to retreat and practice!"


    Lingxiao sneered and said.


    "Want to die? Then I''ll help you!"


    The sixth son''s eyes flashed, and his whole body instantly exuded a powerful and unparalleled breath.


    The emperor''s territory is triple, and his cultivation is much worse than that of the southern Tianzun, but he has a dead and cold breath, as if he came from Jiuyou hell and has been dusty for thousands of years. There is a killing intention to turn all things in heaven and earth into death.


    Boom!


    The sixth son''s eyes flashed and took a palm. The vast palm print shrouded the world, just like a black holy mountain, sending out a towering spirit of death and suppressing it in the sky.


    Moreover, the divine light behind the sixth son was bright, and an incomparably terrible tomb appeared in the void, emitting a momentum of breaking through the sky.


    "Come on!"


    Lingxiao''s eyes were so indifferent that he punched the sixth son!


    Click!


    The golden lightning crisscrossed the void, and the whole body of Lingxiao suddenly burst into a bright golden divine glow, as if a real dragon shot from his fist and jumped into the sixth son.