Yes, the worry that Yi Xiaoyao showed was not because he was afraid that the pheasant spirit's Heaven-Swallowing War Body would be too terrible after the outbreak of the Heaven-Swallowing War Body, but because he was worried that the opponent's Heaven-Swallowing War Body would not be able to withstand his next attack after the outbreak of the Heaven-Swallowing War Body.

This is not a ridiculous worry, nor any contradictions.

Because only the stronger the pheasant spirit is, Yi Xiaoyao will be more eager to obtain the Heaven-Swallowing Battle Body.

Moreover, what he just said about practicing skills was not because he had been hiding before.

The integration of all the domineering aura is also what Yi Xiaoyao has just realized in the battle.

Now, he really wants to try this new understanding, what is the power.

boom!

The beam of light blasted out by the pheasant spirit instantly exploded under the unparalleled domineering aura. The pheasant spirit and Yi Xiaoyao were bombarded away again.

But he was not injured. He looked at Yi Xiaoyao, who was in a strange state at this moment, and his eyes narrowed tightly.

The feeling of the complete fusion of multiple domineering auras was speechless. The cheesy spirit only knew that under such a fusion, Yi Xiaoyao became really strong!

"No wonder he has always been so calm."

After talking to himself for a while, the chewy spirit took a deep breath, looked at Yi Xiaoyao and said, "If this is the case, I am also very curious. Is it because your domineering aura is stronger or my battle body is better."

Even though he said that, the Pheasant Spirit was still very confident, just as calm as Yi Xiaoyao has always been.

In this way, the two guys who are confident and calm in themselves come to each other for the last time and meet in one place.

This time, the three vortexes on the chest of the pheasant spirit had already rotated to the extreme, looking like three bottomless abysses.

Obviously, he mobilized all the energy he had swallowed and accumulated in the vortex before, which was even more terrifying than the punch he had just made.

Yi Xiaoyao's unique domineering luster flowed continuously. In his deep eyes, he also punched a punch at the moment when the black light column burst out from the other party became bigger and bigger.

He did not use a sword because he felt that it was not time to use a sword, or in other words, he believed that there was no need to use a sword to deal with such an opponent.

This is also Yi Xiaoyao's confidence in his new understanding, even though he knew that the cheesy spirit had already given his all.

However, they had a very consistent idea, that is, this punch was the last fight they were about to decide the winner.

Buzz!

A wave that was extremely terrifying spread in all directions as the two figures turned into almost one figure.

The thousands of mountains and rivers around them were like a landscape painting that fell into the water, and they all collapsed into nothingness in an instant.

But there is no sound that echoes the changes in the scene, and even the sound of water splashes stirring in the water does not exist.

I don’t know if it is because everything is broken and there is no medium for transmitting sound, or because all the sounds are swallowed by a punch filled with devouring power.

The world is white, and all sounds are silent.

There was only a little darkness in the air.

That little bit of darkness is Yi Xiaoyao and the pheasant spirit.

Both of them were in a dark darkness and had not decided yet.

"Do you know why my Spirit-Devouring Clan was destroyed?"

Pheasant Ling looked at Yi Xiaoyao who was intersecting with his fist in front of him and spoke mysteriously.

Yi Xiaoyao shook his head: "I'm not interested."

It seemed that Yi Xiaoyao was so ignorant. The cheesy spirit was a little disappointed, but he still spoke to himself: "Because as long as there is one person in my Spirit-Devouring Clan, all the creatures in this world will sooner or later be swallowed by us, including other tribes in our clan!"

"In other words, the Spirit-Eating Clan was destroyed not because of other people, but because you destroyed your own race."

Yi Xiaoyao knew what he was saying, and looked at the other party's evil gaze that seemed to be hidden in the deepest part, but he chuckled: "It's so weak that the whole clan has devoured. Are your spirit-eating clans a nest of ants?"

After hearing this sentence and feeling the contempt and sarcasm for him, the face of Pheasant Ling instantly became gloomy.

Although he did devour his own race, he always had a sense of respect for those tribes because it was those tribes who made him so powerful.

The powerful he is proud of now is actually regarded as a weak word in Yi Xiaoyao's mouth. Even the tribesmen he respects are nicknamed by Yi Xiaoyao as a nest of ants, as if they hit his reverse scale in an instant.

Since it has reached this point and has told the secret that only dead people can know, the Pheasant Spirit obviously does not intend to continue disguising itself.

These include his cruelty, his anger, and his evil and hideous face.

"To be honest, I have devoured a few people who practice domineeringness. The taste is extremely unique. Once I eat too much delicious food, I will be stained with that flavor."

Zhi Ling looked at Yi Xiaoyao in a sequel, licked the saliva that was so exaggerated that it had flowed all over her chin, and grinned: "Your domineering is so rich. If you swallow you, I think I can finally control this unique power in the world!"

Looking at this face, Yi Xiaoyao's heart moved slightly, and he felt that this guy was like the Blood Taotie in his blood sword.

But then he shook his head at the pheasant spirit a little disgusted. For some reason, he suddenly felt that this guy was more like a sick mad dog.

At least, Blood Taotie would not be like the guy in front of him, and his saliva flowed along his own arm to Yi Xiaoyao's arm.

Feeling the disgust in Yi Xiaoyao's eyes, Cheese Ling not only did not get angry, but smiled even more excited.

At the same time, a blood-colored vortex appeared under the three vortexes on his chest, which contained a very strong domineering aura.

These domineering auras are becoming more intense as the blood-colored vortex rotates!

Yes, in the short moment of talking to Yi Xiaoyao, the pheasant spirit was not only fighting against Yi Xiaoyao's domineering fist with the power burst out from the Heaven-Swallowing Battle Body, but also crazily devouring the domineering aura on Yi Xiaoyao's body!

"Oh, I'm not familiar with this newly realized fusion of domineering aura. If you can exert the real power of the Sky-Swallowing Battle Body, maybe my domineering aura is really not your Sky-Swallowing Battle Body."

Yi Xiaoyao sighed softly, as if he was declaring the facts, and as if he was feeling thrilled for himself.

"I can't exert the true power of the Sky-Swallowing Battle Body?"

There was a smile and a sarcasm on the face of the Pheasant Spirit. Under the natural power of the Spirit-Devouring Clan, the Heaven-Devouring Battle Body was simply tailor-made for him!

Yi Xiaoyao ignored the other party's sarcasm and nodded solemnly. Then, a black attribute power - the power of devouring was suddenly poured out from the right arm covered by domineering aura!

"Because the devouring power required to practice the Heaven-Swallowing Battle Body is not a counterfeit force like you that will only be disgusting!"
Chapter completed!