This is indeed a rare opponent!

Flying up, standing in the air, standing opposite the golden-robed man.

At this time, the beautiful man realized that the feet were not empty, but a transparent substance that looked like clouds, but definitely had a sense of substance.

A slight chill came out of the soles of the feet, making people feel that they were not suspended in the air, but standing on the surface of the lake that had slightly condensed into a thin layer of ice in early winter.

It's just that this thin layer of ice can't be seen.

Looking up, the entire place of foot is a circular suspended space of about 40 square meters.

Standing on this, Hua Nan can see the crystal clear pond down, thinking about the fierce and weird lake, Hua Nan feels that this is a high-risk ring.

The prizes are amazing, but the dangers are also quite scary!

Just as he was thinking, a mechanical voice sounded in his ears.

"Welcome to the Tomb of the Dead, you are the 10,000th challenger since the establishment of this tomb, good luck." With that, the voice disappeared.

"What a thing, don't talk about the rules." Hua Meinan couldn't help but curse.

"Didn't I tell you, if you win me, you can get my primordial spirit, if you can't beat me, then you will have to sink to the bottom of the water and stay here forever." The golden-robed man chuckled.

In the past, those who came to challenge either fell into the pond before they crossed the barrier, or they came up, just like they wanted to fight with chicken blood, and in their eyes they were fighting except for fighting.

The young man in red was interesting, he had never seen such a calm man.

"Can I go back then?"

Hua Meinan glanced at the golden-robed man with great interest and couldn't help but ask.

After entering this transparent platform, he realized how bad his impulse just now was. The strength of this golden-robed man is far more than what appears on the surface.

Standing opposite him, he could still clearly distinguish what kind of breathtaking coercion was coming from him. This kind of coercion was different from the kind of coercion he felt on the ground.

If the coercion felt on the ground is the coercion of a male lion standing far away, then the feeling now is that he has pounced on himself, opened his bloody mouth, and was ready to bite down the carotid artery.

It's dangerous, it's really dangerous!

The beautiful man looked around with a heavy face.

"Don't look at it, this Tomb of the Dead is not a place for child's play. No matter who you are, as long as you get into this ring, unless you can beat me, you can only die on it. The golden-robed man reminded amusedly. He wasn't the first to ask this question, but the answer he gave was the same.

Don't want to die? That's the battle!

"So you don't have a choice?"

Before the words fell, the momentum soared, and the slender figure of the beautiful man turned into a bolt of lightning, shooting towards the golden-robed man at a rapid speed, so fast that it was difficult to catch.

The golden-robed man reacted almost at the same time, and at the moment when the beautiful man made a move, he quickly gave the power of his whole body, and at the moment of speeding up, he greeted the beautiful man at the speed of a rocket.

In the midst of lightning and thunder, the two had already fought each other.

The duel between the beautiful man and the man in the golden robe also began at this moment.

White light flies, black light sweeps.

The long black whip like a spiritual snake slashed at the head and covered the face, and the whistling sound of breaking the air was very cold.