At this time, there was only one competition arena left that had not yet begun.

The battles in the remaining four arenas have all come to an end.

The consecutive victories made the leaders of the five forces and several disciples of the holy land look proud and in a very good mood.

Seeing that only the last battlefield remained, Shao Cheng, a disciple of the Holy Land, sat in the Piaomiao Immortal Palace, lazily waving his folding fan. He sneered and waved his hand, then instructed Chen Jingsheng, the Immortal Palace Master beside him:

"You are the only ones left in the five arenas. Speed ​​up and finish off the enemies."

After he finished speaking, Chen Jingsheng immediately nodded and bowed, revealing his fawning attitude.

Randomly turned around and shouted at his own Saint Son Zhao Huachi on the stage with a sneer:

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Go ahead, don't keep Master Shao Cheng waiting!"

His voice, wrapped in spiritual energy, easily penetrated the space and fell into Zhao Huachi's ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Huachi on the ring nodded heavily, then stared straight at Ye Lingjun with a ferocious smile on his face.

"Da Yu was defeated in all four arenas!"

"Now, it's your turn!"

The aura around him exploded, and the pressure of the land fairyland instantly swept across the entire venue like a tide, carrying with it an icy aura, causing the temperature around him to drop sharply!

At this moment, he looked down at Ye Lingjun with disdain in his eyes and sneered:

"Dayu is truly out of people. They actually sent a mere woman to fight. How ridiculous!"

"Little girl, today is the day you die!!"

"On the road to the underworld, please don't blame me for being merciless!!!"

boom--!

As the sneer rang out, Zhao Huachi's aura surged like a volcanic eruption.

Rich spiritual energy gathered around him and turned into substantial clouds and mist, emitting an extremely sharp aura in the surging and turbulent atmosphere, making him look like a demon god descending to the earth.

And the aura that was unique to the realm of immortals on earth also swept in all directions!

In an instant, everyone was shocked!

really!!

Land God, it's another Land God!

After seeing the performance of those people on the first four arenas, everyone had already guessed that Zhao Huachi should also be a land immortal.

And now, it has really come true!!

Five arenas, five terrifying geniuses at the level of earthly immortals!

In this competition among the six great powers, the starting points of the five major forces are all powerful people in the realm of immortals on land. Such a terrifying lineup shows their determination to kill Dayu!

Compared with Zhao Huachi's strong sense of oppression.

Ye Lingjun standing opposite him was just like a child who had not grown up. Although she was cute and sweet, she was also very fragile, as if any gust of wind could easily blow her away.

Looking at Ye Lingjun's slender and delicate figure, everyone inside and outside the venue couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh subconsciously.

Many people have already determined that this long battle will be a one-sided massacre without any suspense.

However.

At this moment, Ye Lingjun seemed unaware of the pitying looks from all around her, and even ignored Zhao Huachi's provocation. Instead, she stared at the other four arenas with burning eyes.

She witnessed the fierce battle on the four stages just now.

But after seeing the powerful strength of the geniuses from the other four forces.

There was no fear in her eyes, only excitement and an eagerness to try!

Several battles completely aroused the raging fighting spirit in her heart, making her whole body tremble slightly with excitement.

"I didn't expect that the geniuses in this world are all so strong!"

"Not bad, very good!"

Ye Lingjun's eyes sparkled as she murmured excitedly, a wild smile on her face:

"Interesting! Very interesting!"

"If this emperor is reborn and rises in this world, then wouldn't his achievements in this life be even higher?!"

"Hahaha……"

"And if that really happens, won't this emperor be able to make Lu Che do whatever he wants? And bully Lu Che however he wants?!"

"Awesome! So awesome!! Let's do it!!!"

At this moment, Ye Lingjun's middle school soul was burning.

When she thought about how she would grow up and finally be able to do whatever she wanted to Lu Che, the one who was suppressing her, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She did not hide her feelings at all, and her hearty laughter and immature declarations echoed throughout the venue.

Even Lu Che, who was sitting in the stands, could hear it clearly!

Even with Lu Che's calm demeanor, the corners of his mouth twitched violently for a moment, and he couldn't help but complain inwardly:

"You are the reborn empress after all, can't you be a little more broad-minded?!"

"You're always thinking about how to suppress me in the future, right?!"

Looking at Ye Lingjun, who seemed carefree and heroic but actually acted like a middle school student on the stage, Lu Che was speechless.

And at the same time.

On the ring.

Zhao Huachi looked at Ye Lingjun's sudden triumphant laughter, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably twice, and he was a little dazed.

He tilted his head and looked the girl in front of him up and down as if she were an idiot.

No, what's going on?!

We are in the arena of life and death, sister!

Is it really appropriate for you to laugh so recklessly?

and.

This emperor?!

What the hell, are you crazy?!

Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you call yourself the emperor?!

Zhao Huachi's eyes were filled with surprise and impatience.

After a cold laugh, he stopped talking nonsense, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and the spiritual energy around him surged like a raging tide, and he took action directly!

"Who did I think you were? After all this time, you're just a crazy girl. How dare you call yourself the emperor?!"

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