The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 3230 Yang Conspiracy!

Chapter 3230 Yangmou!
In the camp, everyone laughed at the brainlessness of the second son of the Underworld Emperor. Ling Hantian destroyed the jade slips, so naturally he would not fight.

Although Ling Hantian also wanted to kill the second son of the Emperor of the Underworld and ask for some interest from the Emperor of the Underworld, it was obviously not worth taking the risk.

"Send Master, there is a troll outside the valley asking to see you."

Just as everyone was laughing, a voice suddenly came from outside the account, and everyone stopped laughing and looked at each other.

The invitational battle of the two sons of the Emperor of the Underworld, is it really here?

"Boss, I'll go out and blast that troll away. The second son of the Underworld Emperor really has a problem with his IQ."

Manji got up and was about to blast away the troll, but he knew without thinking that the troll was here to send a letter of war.

"No, you stay here for now, I'll see how he invites me."

Ling Hantian originally wanted to blast away the troll, but he suddenly had a feeling in his heart that the emperor of the underworld is so smart, and the son of the emperor of the underworld is definitely not an idiot.

Of course, not biological exceptions.

Manji and the others were puzzled, but they didn't dare to disobey the order, they all sat in the tents, while Ling Hantian got up and walked out.

Standing outside the battalion commander, Ling Hantian waved his hands and ordered his disciples to bring the troll in. After a while, a troll taller than ten feet tall walked in.

This powerful troll has reached the first level of the Creation Realm, and his body has shrunk with all his strength, but he is still tens of feet tall.

"You are Ling Hantian?"

The troll came to the front of Ling Hantian, because Ling Hantian was too small, the troll had to lower his head slightly, and looked condescending.

"I don't like people talking to me like this, kneel down!"

Ling Hantian's expression was indifferent, and suddenly he shouted loudly, and dragon shadows roared out, and several giant dragons instantly pressed on the troll's shoulders.

The vast coercion instantly crushed the troll's legs so much that he fell to his knees, causing the entire valley to shake.

Only then was Ling Hantian satisfied, he floated up, and said coldly in front of the troll, "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

The troll struggled violently, but the coercion Ling Hantian gave him was pressing him down. Naturally, the troll was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"His Royal Highness Yaohui asked me to pass on the message that you killed his younger brother, and three days later, he will fight you to the death on the Battlefield of Perishing God."

Sure enough, the troll came to send a battle post!

The corner of Ling Hantian's mouth hung in a sarcastic arc, "Why did I agree to him? Go back and tell him, if you want to fight, come to me directly."

"His Royal Highness Yaohui said, you have to go to this battle, you have to go, if you don't go, you have to go, if you don't go, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

The troll stared at Ling Hantian with its eyes as big as the sun, and a voice like a bell spread.

Seeing that Ling Hantian didn't believe in evil, the troll said again, "Your Highness said, if you go, he will tell you about your mother."

"My mother? Is he stupid! My mother is long dead."

Ling Hantian frowned. As long as he could remember, his father had told him that his mother passed away due to dystocia.

However, what is a little strange is that every time Ling Hantian said that he would pay homage to his mother, his father Ling Zhan would avoid it.

"Your Highness said, do you really understand your mother? You are a poor person who doesn't understand your parents at all. If you don't go, you may really never see your mother."

The troll brought all Yaohui's words to him, but at this moment Ling Hantian hesitated in his heart.

His mother is really alive?

Back then, Ling Hantian had heard from Tsing Yi that his mother might be a saint from the Tianqi Clan, and she might not have died.

At that time, Ling Hantian didn't believe it, if his mother was really not dead, how could he cruelly abandon him since he was a child?
After so many years, Ling Hantian naturally didn't miss his mother whom he had never met, so he didn't deliberately pursue the truth.

However, the words brought by the second son of the Underworld Emperor made Ling Hantian hesitate.

What if his mother was trapped and needed to be rescued, and he got the news that he could save his mother's life?

Although he hadn't seen him since he was a child, but after all, mother and child are connected, and he has the blood of the Tianqi clan on him, which was given by his mother.

"Boss, don't believe his words, Auntie is long gone."

Manji rushed out of the tent and hurriedly persuaded him.

The Ling Hantian he knew had a mother who passed away long ago, and Ling Hantian said this himself.

"I have already brought the words, whether to go or not is up to you."

The troll backed away step by step, and finally turned around and fled. He was afraid that Ling Hantian would kill him.

Ling Hantian remained silent. Since Yaohui said that, it must not be groundless.

Is he going or not?

After all, it is very likely that his mother's safety is at stake.

"Boss, do you believe what he said?"

Manji became worried, Ling Hantian's expression told him that Ling Hantian had believed the second prince's words.

And this consequence is very serious. Ling Hantian had already said before that if the second prince invited him to a decisive battle, there would be an army of demons in ambush.

"I don't know now whether what he said is true or false, but I would rather believe it."

Ling Hantian gritted his teeth, he decided to face the decisive battle three days later, and this trip may not be dangerous.

The second prince can make an army of trolls ambush, so why can't he lead people there?

However, what Ling Hantian was worried about was that the second prince invited him to the Falling God Battlefield, and that might not be the place to finally ambush him.

Thinking of this, Ling Hantian also fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Ling Han ordered Manji, "Manji, you send someone to check if the trolls have taken any action recently."

Manji didn't dare to neglect, and quickly went to make arrangements.

Two days later, Man Ji walked into the tent and reported to Ling Han Tianhui, "Boss, according to the information I got, about five days ago, a few powerful trolls from the Cave Heaven Realm went to the Sea of ​​Burying Demons."

"The Sea of ​​Burying Demons?"

Ling Hantian thought for a while, the Sea of ​​Burying Demons is not in the Capital of Ten Thousand Demons, but in the fringes of the Demon Realm. Speaking of which, he had been there before.

That area was the battlefield between the demons and the demons, and it was full of mixed blood of demons and demons.

That area was not a dangerous place for Ling Hantian back then, and it is not like it is now.

However, there must be a lot of articles for the strong troll to rush there, and he needs to think about it.

The third day was the date of the decisive battle. Ling Hantian was invited to go directly to the Falling God Battlefield, and Man Ji and others followed suit.

Almost the entire Lingmen army moved together and came to the battlefield of the God of Meteor.

In the center of the Meteor God Battlefield, where the two armies often fought, a tall arena had been built.

When Ling Hantian brought people to the bottom of the ring, he looked up, and sure enough, he saw a young man standing there quietly above the ring.

The young man was dressed in plain clothes, with his hands behind his back, his head forming a 45-degree angle to the horizon, and his eyes were staring at the sky.

After Ling Hantian led everyone to feel it, the young man in plain clothes withdrew his gaze and looked at Ling Hantian from top to bottom.

(End of this chapter)