The three great demonic giants stood around Xiao Nan two zhang away from him in the direction of the three talent formations.

Hold your breath and look serious and careful.

For the young man in front of them, who seemed to be less than a third of their age, although the three of them were full of disdain at first, but when they really started, none of them dared to ignore it.

This is also one of the reasons why these three demonic giants have been able to come to this point safely in this fierce competition over the years.

And Yi Xiaonan in the middle was still calm and relaxed, and the originally pleasing smile on the corner of his mouth made the three of them anxious at the moment.

Such people generally either pretend to die early, or are really confident.

Regardless of whether the other party is immortal or not, at this time, it seems that the most likely one is the last one, which makes people always feel uneasy.

"Hehe... It's still too late for you to admit defeat now!" Spiritzi sneered predictably, looked at Yi Xiaonan in the middle, and said, "Otherwise, if we stay out of time and hurt His Excellency the Immortal Monarch, it won't be good!"

It was as if Xiao Nan didn't take a serious look at the spirit of the underworld, but the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"You... Hmph, I don't know whether you are alive or dead, even if you are an immortal in the previous life, you don't dare to be so arrogant before you have a god, you just have some inheritance, and you dare to look for death like this!"

Looking at Yi Xiaonan's face full of disdain, the spirit son who was made angry could only snort angrily at this time, staring at Yi Xiaonan in front of him, ready to give the other party an unforgettable lesson.

Even if this guy is an immortal king, three against one, he doesn't believe that he can't bring down a guy in the same realm.

Although the blood droplets and ghost Dao people next to him did not make a sound at this time, their expressions became more and more solemn.

There was a dead silence in the audience at this moment, countless eyes were staring at the stage, and thousands of people were stunned, but none of them were distracted, and they all stared at this once-in-a-lifetime battle, at least a rare battle in hundreds of years.

Thousands of miles away, the giants below Na Yang of the Town Guard Mansion also looked at the big screen in front of them with a serious face, and even the director of the Wuzhen Division, who had been in retreat, sat beside Na Yang with a slight frown.

"Psychic peak?" the director suddenly said.

Na Yang nodded slowly and said, "Psychic Peak!"

"Whew!" the director of the department let out a long sigh of relief and said, "It seems that it is not in vain for me to go out of the customs! It's a pity, alas..."

"Hehe, even if you get out of the customs in advance, is it difficult, do you really dare to go to the Soul Cliff?" Yang smiled slightly and said, "Even if you dare to go, you can't go!"

"Yes!" the corners of the director's mouth twitched slightly on the cold face, and then he didn't say anything, just stared at the screen in front of him, for fear of missing any details.

Zhao Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and pushed the frame, and said slowly: "With one enemy and three, it is impossible to win!"

"Yes, it's impossible to win!" Na Yang nodded, a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and said, "But he is the Immortal Monarch, and he is also Xiao Nan!"

"You mean, he will definitely win!" Zhao Xiaofeng twisted his eyebrows slightly.

"Hmm!" Yang smiled slightly: "If you don't win, then why should I call the director out?"

The director next to him tilted his head and said, "Makes sense!"

Yu Wenmo, who was sitting behind Na Yang, couldn't hide the worry on his face, and when he heard Shizun's words, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Teacher, do you really think Xiao Nan will win?"

Na Yang looked back at this disciple of his own, sighed, and said, "Do you think Xiao Nan is smarter or stupider than you?"

"Eh..."Yu Wenmo was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and finally said, "It's hard to say!"

"It's hard to say that you still say?" Yang raised a jade ruler in his hand and knocked Yu Wenmo's head hard: "As long as he is not stupider than you, he will not lose!"

Tan Qianmu next to him smiled softly, watching his junior brother being knocked out, and suddenly he was so happy.

"It's started!" Zhao Xiaofeng suddenly stared at him and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the audience instantly fell silent again... There was no sound for a long time.

The three of them glanced at each other, and Wraiko's son was the first to strike.

With a wave of his palm, a fishy smell gushed out, and the palms of those palms were even more miserable green, hitting Yi Xiaonan's chest;

The blood droplets next to him did not hesitate, and waved his hand towards Yi Xiaonan, and saw a withered bamboo hat on his back quietly flying, with a piece of yellow light, towards the top of Yi Xiaonan's head.

And the ghost Taoist over there, with a flicker, the whole person disappeared, and only the sheep grandson not far away next to him felt a wisp of cold air stabbing towards Yi Xiaonan's vest.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone held their breath and stared nervously.

The three great demon cultivators teamed up to besiege one person, and it looked like it was a trick to make a move, even if it was a sheep grandson, he had to avoid it temporarily, and now this immortal monarch in the middle, could it be ......

The movements of the three of them were only in that breath, and they had already arrived in front of Yi Xiaonan.

And Yi Xiaonan in the middle is not shocked, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth has not faded.

Everyone exclaimed, could it be that this guy is really a strong outsider?

There are a few people over there, and they are all determined at this time, no matter whether this guy is strong from the outside, or whatever... But at this point, even if this guy wants to run, he can't run!

"Die!" "Die Spirit" The Spirit Son shouted even more proudly, and the spiritual power in his hand suddenly increased by two percent!

Just as the eyes of the three showed excitement, Xiao Nan finally moved and stretched out a right hand.

"Eh?" Looking at Yi Xiaonan, who only stretched out one right hand and didn't make the slightest other movement, not only the three of them were stunned, but even the people around them were stunned for a while;

Just when everyone was stunned, with a slight turn of Yi Xiaonan's right hand, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the situation in the field suddenly changed.

Looking at the withered yellow bamboo hat under the hood, the face of the Ghost Spirit Zi stiffened, and the blood droplets that felt a dangerous cold light had pierced his chest also changed greatly.

As for the ghost Taoist who looked at a miserable green and fishy smell, his face was even more shocked.

What's going on? Could it be that this guy is like Xiaonan's people? But how is it possible? The three of them were shocked.

"Ahh

Just when everyone in the audience was stunned, they saw a golden light and purple light suddenly rise, like an antelope hanging horns and flying immortals outside the sky, with supreme power, and slammed into the body of the spirit child and the blood droplet.

In the face of this extremely powerful blow, the two of them were scrambling to deal with another attack, but at this time, they only barely blocked it, and then vomited blood and flew out, and the two golden and purple lights also converged, spun into a ball, circled upward, and slammed into the ghost Daoist who had just dispersed the miserable green aura over there.

At this time, there was already an uproar in the audience, and the three demonic giants joined forces to besiege one person, and they were all broken in an instant, how could this be possible?

"It's over!"

The ghost Daoist had already seen the fate of the blood droplets and the spirit of the spirit, looking at the golden and purple two lights that were rolling in with an extremely terrifying momentum, where did he dare to stay at this time, he blocked it with both hands, and the whole person flew back.

Seeing that the situation was not good, and knowing that something could not be done, the ghost Taoist had to grit his teeth and shout in a deep voice: "Stop!

With the voice of the ghost Dao man, the golden and purple two lights quietly disappeared, as if Xiao Nan's figure suddenly appeared, his hands were lightly behind his back, and his face was still pure and indifferent, as if the shocking blow was not his work at all.

Compared to the ghost Dao people who could still stand on the stage, the two blood droplets and the spirit son who were directly smashed and flew out with a rainbow of blood were barely standing up with the support of their disciples at this time.

The faces of the two of them had complicated expressions on their faces at this time, with shock, shame, and remorse.

It's just that the two of them are still full of suspicions, let go of that hand, as if how did Xiaonan do it?

Although they were ashamed and angry, the two of them were still figures at the peak of the psychic realm after all, and after stuffing two elixirs and taking two deep breaths, the internal injury was directly pressed down.

Lingzi's face was pale, looking at the light breeze on the stage, his eyes flickered, he gritted his teeth and took two deep breaths, and finally arched his hand fiercely, and said: "Okay, from now on, my Immortal Corpse Gate will respect the Falling Soul Cliff, and I will recognize you as the Lord of the Immortal Monarch's Demon Dao!"

After saying that, the Soul Soul shook his sleeves with a cold face, turned around and was about to lead the disciples to leave.

"Wait!" he had barely taken two steps before he saw a flower in front of him, and the grandson of the sheep stood in front of him with his hands lightly.

Looking at the sheep grandson with a cold face, the Immortal Spirit Son tightened his fists slightly, turned his head to look at Yi Xiaonan, and said in a cold voice: "Immortal Monarch, my Immortal Corpse Gate has recognized you as the master of the Demon Dao, what are you going to do?"

"Boom... It's as simple as that? admit defeat and admit defeat, and if you don't make an oath in your heart, you want to leave?" Grandson Yang laughed coldly, looked at the spirit son and said, "Everyone has been in the cultivation world for so long, is it possible that my lord is so easy to bluff?"

Looking at the sheep grandson with a cold face in front of him, the spirit son gritted his teeth in his heart for a while, this sheep grandson was on par with him before, and he didn't expect that he would be able to talk to himself from above for so long.

I felt that the terrifying coercive aura of the sheep's grandson was firmly suppressing me, and even this coercion had begun to cause the wounds in my own internal organs to intensify.

The Soul Son's face turned blue for a while, and he finally gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, and said coldly to the sky: "I, the Spirit Son, swear by my heart that from today onwards, the Soul Sect will respect the Fallen Soul Cliff and respect the Immortal Monarch as the master of my Demon Dao!"

"It's okay!" Spirits dropped these words angrily, bypassed the sheep grandson who was blocking in front of him, and led his disciples to stride away.

Yi Xiaonan, who was standing on the stage, looked at the back of the Ghost Spirit Son and frowned slightly, a different color flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

And the grandson of the sheep shook his body, and then appeared on the stage again, looked at the blood drops and the ghost Taoist, and said in a deep voice: "Since the two Taoist friends lost, then now it is the turn of the two of them!"

Feeling the faint coercion on the grandson of the sheep, the blood droplets did not hesitate, and directly raised their hands to make a heartfelt oath.

The ghost Taoist over there, looking at the scene in front of him, looked at the bottom of the stand and pressed the demon cultivator, sighed secretly, and raised his hand helplessly: "Today, my ghost Taoist swears by his heart........"