You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

"Who do you think you are, you deserve to give me face?"

As soon as Xiao Yun said these words, Panshan Immortal's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

The little demons around also looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yun would be so domineering, showing no mercy to Bai Mang.

The little demons all looked at Bai Mang involuntarily, wanting to see how Bai Mang would respond.

Panshan Great Immortal Bai Mang's face was cloudy and uncertain.

He wanted to attack Xiao Yun immediately, but he was worried that Xiao Yun had some powerful means.

Xiao Yun's tough attitude made Bai Mang a little afraid.

Bai Mang suppressed his anger and forced out a smile: "Bai came from afar to congratulate you. Doesn't the Holy Lord's treatment of Bai like this chill the hearts of the demon tribes in all directions?"

"With this move of the Holy Lord, does he want to make enemies of the four demon clans?"

Xiao Yun sneered, looked at Bai Mang with disdain and said: "A thing like a maggot is worthy of representing the four demon clans?"

Bai Mang's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

His pair of sinister eyes stared at Xiao Yun and said angrily: "You...what did you say?"

Xiao Yun looked at Bai Mang coldly and said, "What? You want me to say it again?"

When had Panshan Great Immortal ever received such an insult?

His eyes were red with anger.

His chest kept slumping, and his mouth made a "hissing" sound.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed ready to explode and hurt someone at any moment.

Xiao Yun looked as usual, standing there quietly looking at Bai Mang. He didn't care at all about the extremely angry Bai Mang.

The surrounding little demons felt that the atmosphere on the field had become a little depressing.

Just standing there, they could feel a chilling killing intent...

The little demons involuntarily took two steps back.

Panshan Great Immortal Bai Mang was silent for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't the Holy Lord a little too arrogant?"

"Do you think Mr. Bai will be the kind of person who is willing to give up?"

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and reached out to pick up the wine glass on the folding fan.

Bai Mang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

He secretly said with hatred in his heart: "What bullshit Mirage Dragon Saint Lord?"

"It's just a bluff."

"In the end, why didn't you obediently drink the wine for me?"

"As long as you drink this glass of wine, I will ask you to live or die..."

This Panshan Great Immortal Bai Mang was ordered by the Demon King from all directions to teach Mirage Holy Lord a lesson.

If the Mirage Dragon Saint is still discerning.

The Demon King of Sifang intends to take him as his subordinate.

If you don't know the signs, you will kill them directly.

Of course Bai Mang didn't want Mirage Saint Lord to submit to the demon kings of all directions.

Every time the demon king of the four directions has more subordinates, he will lose a piece of the pie.

Therefore, he prepared a glass of poisonous wine and prepared to kill the Mirage Dragon Saint...

But I didn't expect that this Mirage Holy Lord was a fool and didn't even give him any face.

This made Panshan Immortal a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, after some threats from him, the Mirage Dragon Saint was still ready to drink the poisonous wine honestly.

This made Panshan Daxian feel a lot more comfortable.

As long as the poisonous wine is drunk, the Mirage Holy Lord will be a fish for him to slaughter...

Just when Bai Mang thought Xiao Yun was going to drink the poisonous wine.

But he saw Xiao Yun flick his wrist, and a glass of poisonous wine was thrown directly in front of his face.

Bai Mang's face changed wildly.

He was about to wave his folding fan to ward off the oncoming drinks.

Suddenly he felt a surging spiritual power restraining him.

Although it was only for an instant, Bai Mang had already broken free from the shackles of this spiritual power.

But the glass of poisonous wine was still poured firmly on his face.

At the same time, Xiao Yun's cold voice had reached his ears.

"I want to see, why don't you just give up?"

Panshan Immortal Bai Mang's face was as pale as paper.

In front of so many little demons, he was so humiliated by Xiao Yun, how could he bear it?

In a rage, Bai Mang spat out a snake letter.

"Sigh~"

He shouted angrily: "Sage Mirage Dragon, die for me!"

Bai Mang took action with anger, and the folding fan in his palm suddenly blew out a ball of black wind a hundred feet high.

Xiao Yun was caught by the black wind without any room to dodge.

The huge tornado turned faster and faster, and rocks were flying around it.

Once these iron-hard rocks are involved in this black tornado, they instantly turn into powder.

The little monsters who followed Panshan Daxian screamed and fled in all directions, for fear of getting involved...

Panshan Immortal originally wanted to pursue Xiao Yun, but he didn't expect that he would trap Xiao Yun with one blow.

He was slightly startled, obviously surprised.

"Monarch Mirage Dragon? That's it?" Panshan Immortal cursed angrily.

"I thought he was some great person, but I didn't expect him to be such a waste."

"If you dare to look down on me, you will die!"

Panshan Immortal cursed angrily while intensifying the evil wind, trying to strangle Xiao Yun in the evil wind.

But at this moment, Panshan Immortal suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face.

"What's going on? Why is my evil wind starting to dissipate?"

Just when Panshan Daxian hadn't figured out what was going on.

The black whirlwind in front of me shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared...

The black wind dispersed, and Xiao Yun withdrew his right hand expressionlessly.

After absorbing the strong wind, Xiao Yun did not feel that his spiritual power had increased much.

This made Xiao Yun slightly dissatisfied...

Panshan Immortal not far away was completely stunned.

He stared at Xiao Yun with wide eyes and full vigilance, and his heart was shocked beyond words.

He knows best the power of his evil wind.

The Mirage Dragon Saint can dispel the evil wind without using any magic weapon or spell, which is enough to prove that his cultivation level is too much higher than his own.

After seeing Xiao Yun's methods, Panshan Immortal still had the idea of ​​killing Xiao Yun.

He quickly said with a trembling voice: "Holy...Holy Lord..."

"The demon king from all directions is interested..."

Before Panshan Daxian could finish speaking, the surroundings were already enveloped in thick fog.

Xiao Yun completely disappeared in front of Panshan Immortal Bai Mang.

Bai Mang knew that this mist was one of Mirage Saint Lord's methods.

He quickly shouted loudly: "Holy Lord, please spare my life."

"I came here on the orders of the four demon kings to invite the Holy Lord to join us. The Holy Lord cannot kill me."

"If I die, the four demon kings will never let the Holy Lord go..."

Before Panshan Great Immortal Bai Mang finished speaking, a golden sword light flashed past.

Bai Mang's head was instantly separated from his body...

Panshan Great Immortal Bai Mang felt like the world was spinning.

His vision is constantly rolling.

"Plop~" There was a muffled sound.

His head rolled to the ground.

Although Bai Mang was beheaded, he was not dead.

He clearly saw his headless body standing there, blood gushing out from his neck.

Bai Mang's eyes were filled with fear.

He quickly said: "Holy Lord, don't be impulsive...listen to me..."

"what!!!"

Just as he was mid-sentence, Bai Mang suddenly let out a shrill scream.

His head burst into flames, and after a few breaths it was completely reduced to ashes...