As Ye Qingnan and the five descendants of the Eight Kings took their place, a serious voice spread throughout the square.

"Whether His Highness the Quasi-Demon King can ascend the throne, please see this third level. The actual combat level begins now!"

In an instant...

The five descendants of the Eight Kings on the stage set off one after another, holding a beast-controlling banner in their hands, swaying back and forth, muttering words in their mouths, as if they were some kind of beast-controlling spell.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Soon, under the platform, many spirit beasts let out waves of roars, angry roars, terrified roars, and surrendered hums.

On the other side...

"My Lord, the time limit for this level is half a quarter of an hour. If the quasi-demon Lord cannot surpass the five juniors within this period, then..."

Wang Xishang faced Meng Yixiang with a smile on his face, but with one hand, the murderous intent in his eyes was unconcealed.

Meng Yixiang gently stroked Xiao Xuehuang and spoke calmly: "It's okay!"

"That's good!" Wang Xishang smiled faintly. He knew very well that if he didn't kill Ye Qingnan, Xiao Xuehuang would definitely fall into the hands of His Highness the Demon Queen. By then, it would be almost impossible to retake Xiao Xuehuang!

At this time, in the square...

Below Wang Mo...

One!

Two!

Then there are five...

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Five spirit beasts knelt down to him and worshiped him, their roars were filled with awe, as if they were their masters.

Below the platform where Wang Qianqian was located, there were five spirit beasts kneeling down to her and worshipping her, which was no less powerful than the sound caused by Wang Mo.

Time passed little by little, and there was still one last minute left...

In the square, the five descendants of the Eight Kings have already exerted their strength to the extreme, and Wang Mo and Wang Qianqian have even controlled nine spirit beasts in a crushing manner.

It seemed as if everyone had a big fight, sweating profusely!

However…

No matter where, there are always some people who will become that unique stream. Ye Qingnan is still standing there in a daze...

It's like giving up...

"What are you doing when His Highness the Quasi-Demon King is stunned?"

"Hmph, I see he still can't figure it out. Once this battle is over, he can't even survive a breath!"

"Although he had no choice but to become His Royal Highness, if he didn't even dare to resist, he was not worthy of ascending the throne, so he should die..."

"What a fool..."

Around the square, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Qingnan, and various discussions were heard one after another, and emotions such as doubt, shock, contempt and contempt were mixed together, and the scene was extremely noisy!

On the other side...

Seeing Ye Qingnan's negative behavior, Meng Yixiang frowned and her tone was unprecedentedly solemn. After a while, she spoke in a deep voice with a warning.

"If the quasi-Demon King cannot pass this third level, the Eight Kings will have the right to impeach your current identity. You have to give white silk. You have to think it through!!"

"Well……"

Hearing this, Ye Qingnan subconsciously looked in the direction of the Eight Kings and found that their eyes were all looking at the dead. The corners of his mouth twitched: "I can't wait to kill me!"

[Lord of All Spirits*1: The user will emit a soul pressure, and creatures of the same level within a radius of 100 meters will have a certain chance of surrendering, duration: 30 seconds]

Looking at the introduction of the system props, Ye Qingnan took a deep breath, as if he had been holding it in for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "I want to declare one thing solemnly, otherwise I can't take action!"

Meng Yixiang frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Ye Qingnan's eyes fell back to the Eight Kings, and his expression was extremely fearful and solemn: "I said that my beast-controlling ability is not very stable. Once I take action, I am afraid that the descendants of His Highness of the Kings will be influenced by me and make some ugly behavior..."

At this point, Ye Qingnan gritted his teeth, and his face showed a little more aura of looking at death. He looked directly at the Eight King: "If the Eight King makes a fool of himself, you can hold a grudge against me, but you must not attack me!"

The words ended...

The scene was quiet for a moment, and everyone's faces appeared briefly stunned, and then they couldn't believe it...

Is this the reason why His Highness, the Quasi-Demon Lord, has never taken action?

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Your Highness of the Quasi-Demon Lord is really confident, so confident that I am so ashamed of this. OK, I agree. No matter what the result is, I will never take action!" Ghost Yan Luosen, one of the Eight Kings, smiled coldly.

"I agree, no matter what happens, I will never take action!" Wang Xishang sneered.

"I am also..."

"And I, everyone present can testify!"

Soon, the five elders of the descendants of the Eighth Kings expressed their opinions, but their words were full of unconcealed contempt.

"Okay!" Ye Qingnan nodded cheerfully. Since the Eight Kings made a promise in public, they should not do anything to him.

The words ended...

The Eight Kings' gazes, and even the eyes of the audience, were all staring at Ye Qingnan without blinking at a glance.

"A boy who is ignorant of the world dares to say such arrogant words in public. I want to see what you are capable of!"

The same thoughts arose in the hearts of countless people, all with disdain and ridicule!

"Although it's true that you are frivolous, if you are too crazy, you don't know what it means to look at the sky in a well, and you don't understand what a fool is there outside the sky!"

"There is less than a minute left, I want to see how you turn the situation around, hum..."

In the stands, countless young disciples sneered, many of whom were followers of Wang Mo and Wang Qianqian.

They knew very well that in the field of beast control, these two people were absolutely leading figures, and had the hope of achieving the king level, and could not be defeated by Ye Qingnan.

"Haha, No. 666, it's really interesting..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, let's see how he deals..."

Among the Eight Kings, except for Feng Shenyu, who always has serious faces, the other seven kings all show joking smiles on their faces, as if they already know the ending, without any suspense!

However…

They smiled and their mouths suddenly twitched, their faces suddenly froze, and their voices stopped abruptly...

Roar! Roar! Roar!

As I saw, more than a dozen roaring and ferocious spirit beasts were crawling in the same direction at this moment, roaring in anger, but now they seemed to see something terrifying, and they roared in panic.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The spirit beast's roar continued, as if it was infectious, and more spirit beasts began to crawl towards somewhere.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The number is still increasing, rippling like water waves, and more and more spirit beasts begin to crawl and kneel on the ground, pounding their heads, and their eyes are full of fear...

"this…"

"How could this happen..."

"What did he do?" Wang Mo looked at Ye Qingnan with his eyebrows. He really couldn't believe this scene.

In just a few breaths, dozens of spiritual beasts were controlled...

"How…"

"How is it possible? There is no such beast-controlling technique in the world..." Wang Qianqian clenched her fists, her chest fluctuated violently. In addition to being shocked, there was also a deep sense of illusion in her beautiful eyes.

She would rather believe that this was a dream than believe that there would be such an amazing beast-controlling technique in the world, almost crushing them exponentially.

"This talent is really terrifying!" Feng Xiaotian restrained all his contempt. He looked at Ye Qingnan solemnly, and his heart trembled wildly.

"Maybe I underestimated him. This person does have the appearance of a demon king!" Ghost Yanluo took a deep breath. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe what happened in front of him.

but…

It has not stopped shocking them...

Roar! Roar! Roar!

On the square, countless spirit beasts began to approach the high platform that was sunken in the night, and then crawled, buried their heads deep in the ground, and roared in fear and respect, as if they were worshiping something.

Gradually...

There were hundreds of spiritual beasts crawling down, and the entire square was filled with the roar of spiritual beasts, echoing like an eternal morning bell!

Everyone in the field was shocked, but soon they noticed something was wrong...

I saw the other side...

"I'm..."

"What's going on with me?" Wang Mo frowned, and looked at his trembling legs, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
To be continued...