"What's going on?"

I only felt two terrifying forces separating everyone. Everyone looked confused, holding weapons in their hands, and seemed a little at a loss as to what to do.

"what happened?"

Everyone was stunned and looked up, and found that the bosses on both sides flew down from the sky and returned to their own teams.

"Junior brother, what are you doing? The fight is going on here. I almost twisted the head off that disgusting thing on the opposite side."

As soon as he saw Ye Qiu coming back, Qi Wuhui said with dissatisfaction.

He was so angry that he had no place to vent it.

People from other holy lands also gathered around. They all knew very well that the only people who could represent both sides on this battlefield were Ye Qiu and the Lord of the Underworld.

Because their strength is enough to reverse the situation on the entire battlefield.

Everyone looked at Ye Qiu in confusion. Some of them might not have figured out how this battle started, so they all looked up.

Ye Qiu looked at them calmly without saying anything.

He turned around and checked on several seriously injured descendants of the imperial blood.

The injuries were extremely serious and he was almost dying.

From the time the battle began to now, hundreds of geniuses have fallen, and at least thousands have been seriously injured.

It can be said that it is extremely cruel. If the fighting continues like this, the Great Wilderness will probably be extinct.

This is definitely not a joke. The good fortune of the Eight Desolations has accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years to bring about such a great prosperity.

If he were to be crippled like this, I wonder how many years it would take to recover.

Of course, the situation here is dire, and the situation on the other side is not much better.

The army of the Underworld suffered heavy casualties, and many of its leaders were either killed or injured.

The Lord of the Underworld over there is feeling distressed.

As he raised his hand, a force penetrated into the body of a descendant of the emperor's blood, finally alleviating his injuries. Ye Qiu took out several thousand Xiantian Dahuan Dan and distributed them to them.

Then he said, "Eat it and rest here for a while. There is still a tough battle to come."

Everyone was grateful, and looked at Ye Qiu with respect, saying, "Thank you, senior."

They also didn't expect that Ye Qiu would actually give them elixirs. This might be because they were in the same world.

When facing foreign enemies, all the major holy places inexplicably rushed forward and appeared extremely united.

Looking back.

Ye Qiu slowly stood up and looked at the battle situation within a few miles. With these Xiantian Dahuan Pills, the injured could finally save their lives.

Turning around, Ye Qiu checked Meng Tianzheng's injuries. During the previous battle, he was pierced through the body by a blood spear by a Hades commander, and a lot of hostility gathered in his body. Fortunately, his body was strong enough and he survived.

After handing him an innate extreme spiritual pill, Ye Qiu said, "Everyone, if the battle here continues like this, it is bound to be a situation where both sides will suffer losses."

"You don't want the talented disciple you spent so much effort to cultivate to die like this, right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded silently, agreeing very much with Ye Qiu's words.

Then, Ye Qiu continued: "In order to ensure that our bloodline can be preserved, I will arrange a fair duel with that demon."

"Using the altar as the arena, each side will send out ten people to engage in a fair ten-on-ten duel."

"If we win, the Underworld will withdraw from the Heavenly Palace and return to the restricted area. They are not allowed to invade within a hundred years."

"If we lose, we will leave the Heavenly Palace and will not be allowed to set foot in the Heavenly Palace again."

Looking at everyone's faces, Ye Qiu explained in detail the arena duel he had just set up with the Lord of the Underworld.

After saying that, Ye Qiu asked again: "What do you think?"

After these words were spoken, everyone fell into deep thought.

It would be great if we could have a fair fight and reduce casualties significantly.

However, it would be fine if I win, but if I lose, all the treasures in the Heavenly Palace will belong to the other party.

Some people were unwilling and kept silent.

The old generation of great emperors pondered for a moment, and a middle-aged man said, "I agree!"

"My Great Wilderness is blessed with talented people. How could we possibly lose to these scum living in the dark corners?"

“Yes…that’s right.”

As soon as these words came out, they were immediately responded to. Another emperor continued, "Isn't he just a small member of the underworld clan? Let's deal with him..."

Seeing their excited expressions, Ye Qiu smiled with relief, but still gave them a harsh blow.

"This duel is a battle between young people. Each side has ten geniuses. It is a fair duel. It has nothing to do with you."

As soon as the words fell, the scene fell into silence.

After all this time, this stage belongs to the young people and has nothing to do with them old people.

This is too much. What's wrong with being old? You are treating people differently.

When Ye Qiu said this, all the young people present suddenly became excited.

They were so frustrated in the fight just now. They were completely under siege and the more they fought, the angrier they became.

Now that they have the opportunity for a fair fight, they have begun to gear up and are ready to crush each other's heads.

"Hmph... I'll do it."

I just saw a young man in gorgeous clothes and with extraordinary looks walking out domineeringly, holding a tripod in his hand, giving people an aura of majesty without even being angry.

Just like his personality, very cold and domineering.

"Senior, Xiao Hanyi, please join the battle..."

Xiao Hanyi said in a firm tone, full of fighting spirit.

Ye Qiu looked at him with satisfaction and asked an old man next to him, "Who is this person?"

The old man stroked his beard and said with satisfaction: "Haha, this man is the only legitimate son of the ancient Xiao family in the northern border, a descendant of imperial blood, and a natural supreme being.

He entered the ancient trial ground of immortals three times and broke the record of being the youngest king throughout the ages.

He is called the Son of Heaven and is truly the chosen one of heaven."

"What!"

When Ye Qiu heard this, he was also shocked. He didn't expect that this boy had such a powerful background.

He was not the original prodigy on the battlefield, but came later.

Ye Qiu seemed to have noticed it just now. His performance on the battlefield was very amazing.

Now seeing his imposing manner, he was very satisfied. After a quick look at him, he found that his cultivation had already reached the pinnacle of being a king.

It can be said that among his peers, he has an absolute crushing advantage.

"Incredible, incredible, a 20-year-old king, there has never been such a powerful person before."

Ye Qiu couldn't help but admire in his heart, no wonder people often say that God gives gifts to those who are born to be successful.

It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.

Back then, when he was twenty years old, he was still a lazy guy on Zixia Peak.

At that time, his master had just passed away, and he didn’t even know the basics of Qi training, so he was learning and groping in the dark as he went along.

Hey... look at others, they were born supreme and became king at the age of twenty. Damn, there is no comparison.

Shame on me. So shameful.

The most terrifying thing is his title, Son of Heaven? My god, only a person with great luck dares to bear this title.

"It's you!"

At that moment, Ye Qiu no longer hesitated and slammed the table, locking his eyes on Xiao Hanyi.

The first person has been selected, and nine more need to be selected.