C1293 The First Battle

"One of them has taken the initiative to descend to the Qiankun Arena. Is there any genius who wants to make up for the deficiencies above?" At this moment, Saint Emperor Xian Feng looked at the empty Qiankun Arena and smiled.

"Zhao Yang, you can go now." A figure sitting on the throne in front of him spoke in a light tone. This was an expert from the Immortal Sect