Yan Lan's keen soul power caught the whispers of some monks watching the battle, and immediately understood the reason.

"It seems that Pang Xiao was attacked by my thunder soul, and his soul was greatly damaged, causing the demonic nature that was originally suppressed by reason to gain the upper hand. It's just that I didn't expect that demonization can actually make people so strong!" Yan Lan's heart was shocked, and he quickly stabilized the fetal qi of the alien beast around him.

The fetal gas of the alien beast can protect Yanlan's life, so there is no room for carelessness. It's a pity that although the fetal qi of the alien beast is extraordinary, it can't help him defeat Pang Xiao, nor can it protect him from being blasted out of the circle.

"The masters of the Yuan Infant Stage are difficult to suppress, so wouldn't it be a strong person in the Infant Transformation Stage to be sure to defeat them! The Infant Transformation Stage ......" Yan Lan took a long breath, his eyes flashed suddenly, and the whole person became extremely condensed, like a bottomless black hole.

"Roar!"

Pang Xiao suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice hoarse, like the sound of frosting.

Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and he saw Pang Xiao staring at him viciously and greedily, as if he had just tasted the delicacy of death, his pale tongue licked his miserable white lips, and then smiled evilly, his eyes shining with a miserable white glow, which was terrifying.

"Give it to me—the Beast of the Wilderness!"

Pang Xiao's hoarse voice revealed the breath of death, which made the surrounding monks feel uneasy.

Yan Lan cautiously took a step back, her brows furrowed, her eyes shining sharply.

"Yan Clan boy, don't give the strange beast to the Pang family boy, otherwise, no one will be able to take care of him, and in the future, Tianlu will fall into a bloody storm, and there will be endless troubles!"

"Yes, you must not let the Pang family kid win the alien beast, this competition is better to be invalidated!"

"Yes, you can't bring disaster to Tianlu because of a competition, Patriarch Pang has to think twice!"

“......”

Many people began to persuade Pang He, after all, he was the head of the Pang family, he didn't speak, others wanted to eradicate Pang Xiao's cancer, but they didn't dare to act rashly. The Pang family is a first-class force in Tianlu, and the family energy is huge, and the other families that are first-class forces have scruples, not to mention those second- and third-rate forces.

Pang He grinded his teeth impatiently, his fat body writhed a few times in dissatisfaction, he was naturally sure to clean up Pang Xiao, the top priority was that Pang Xiao must win this competition and successfully win the Flood Desolation Beast.

The competition is invalid, it's just a joke.

The thick palm rubbed a few times on the wide seat, Pang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Everyone, my clan's Pang Xiao has become like this, thanks to Yan Lan of the Yan clan. I, Pang Mou, hereby assure you that if Pang Xiao poses a threat to the security of the sky and land, our clan will do our best to eradicate it and never leave any troubles, so you should take a good look at the competition!"

Pang He's voice was full of obvious dissatisfaction and domineering, and everyone listened to it, and after muttering a few words, they locked their eyes on the circle again.

The high-level leaders of the first-class forces such as Forget the World and Zhou Tianfeng glanced at Pang Xiao coldly, and did not speak, but their sharp eyes showed that they must have some calculations in their hearts.

Within the circle, Yan Lan stared at the devilish Pang Xiao, smiled coldly, and said proudly: "If you want a wild beast, then rely on your ability to take it, only rely on the ability of your tongue, it is a fool's dream." ”

"Hahahaha......"

Pang Xiao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his crazy appearance made it difficult to figure out what he was going to do next.

After a few breaths, Pang Xiao suddenly retracted his smile, his eyes were like cold arrows coated with poison, staring straight at Yan Lan, exuding a gloomy glow. Immediately, he shouted: "Kill!"

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they saw Pang Xiao's body shooting towards Yan Lan violently, and at the same time, the huge death qi was surging, showing the momentum of opening teeth and dancing claws, and pounced towards Yan Lan.

Yan Lan's eyes sank, staring at the menacing annihilation of the death qi, his body suddenly flashed, and the golden ability covered his whole body; with a pinch of his hand, the aura of the five elements of heaven and earth surged in; his teeth were bitten violently, and two percent of the thunder soul energy surged out, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body was wrapped in all kinds of energy, even the soul power of the super strong people around him was difficult to detect his true body.

Because, the thunder soul energy has a strong effect of interfering with the power of the soul, and the mysterious golden ability blocks the powerful spiritual sense detection.

Two huge energy clusters collided violently with the momentum of wind and electricity.

The corners of Yan Lan's mouth twitched inadvertently a few times, he didn't emit an energy attack, but let Pang Xiao's annihilation death qi cover him.

From the outside world, the two of them were completely wrapped in dense energy, and the fluctuations of all kinds of powerful energy made it difficult for people to detect the situation inside.

When Yan Lan's spiritual sense noticed that Pang Xiaozhen's body was only four or five zhang away from him, his eyes flashed sharply, his heart moved, and Nie You's puppet suddenly appeared.

Nie You's puppet, after Yan Lan's refining, has been connected with his heart and soul.

In an instant, Yan Lan's true body retreated extremely quickly, and the puppet body stepped forward, his clenched right fist filled with terrifying fluctuations of strength.

"The power of the infantile metamorphosis is really much stronger than my real strength!" Yan Lan couldn't help but secretly exclaim.

Yan Lan locked on the true body of Pang Xiao, who came at a rapid speed, and the puppet body immediately performed the Yan Clan's stunt Tianfeng Palm. However, the puppet body is used as a fist instead of a palm.

The black fist of the puppet's body suddenly bombarded Pang Xiao's palms full of killing intent like a wild dragon coming out of the abyss.

The golden ability melted the annihilation of the puppet's body, and even so, Yan Lan still felt a strong force that was not weak, and instantly applied it to the puppet's body, causing the puppet's body to take three steps back.

At this moment, Yan Lan was afraid of long nights and dreams, so he immediately put away the puppet body, used the remaining energy, and roared in the direction of Pang Xiao.

"Bang!"

Yan Lan heard a violent impact sound, and immediately jumped up, his eyes swept dozens of feet in front of him, but he didn't find Pang Xiao's figure. Then he raised his gaze, only to see a dead ash qi stretching for hundreds of feet, and at the end of the dead ash qi, Pang Xiao's body was clinging to the dark iron stone wall, and in the venue, there was still a violent sound of impact.

Obviously, Pang Xiao was bombarded by the puppet's body, and he had no power to parry, and was completely blasted out of the circle, and his whole body slammed against the Xuantie stone wall. If it weren't for the support of a large magic circle at the martial arts test venue, I was afraid that the Xuaniron stone behind Pang Xiao would collapse.

The crowd was stunned and dumbfounded.

Some of the monks rubbed their eyes in disbelief and looked at Pang Xiao with a look of surprise, so shocked that they couldn't speak.

The smug glint in Pang Xiao's eyes had not yet dissipated, and the scene in front of him made him stunned, and his blazing eyes gradually became cold.

Out of the Circle, it is defeat, this is the rule set by their first-class forces, it is irrefutable.

The atmosphere in the martial arts test venue became extremely strange, quiet, with some uneasy commotion, like an undercurrent in the deep sea, about to erupt into an unpredictable momentum.