As Yi Xiaoyao said, the devouring power possessed by the pheasant spirit is disgusting, and as the owner of the devouring spirit, he is also qualified enough to say that the other party's devouring power is not authentic.

At the moment, feeling that his domineering spirit was being swallowed up by the other party, Yi Xiaoyao didn't say much, and among the domineering energy wrapped around his body, a strong devouring force surged out.

That's right, since he can fuse his domineering qi together, Yi Xiaoyao is naturally able to integrate the other attribute powers he has.

When he mobilized the devouring power in his body, the devouring spirit directly turned into a circle of light like a black hole and appeared on the fist of his right arm.

Now Yi Xiaoyao has awakened the fire spirit of heaven and earth, although the devouring spirit has not awakened, it has also reached the critical stage of awakening, and the power of integrating into the domineering spirit cannot be underestimated.

Under the punch, the aura formed by the devouring spirit was actually along the devouring power that erupted from the pheasant spirit, and was directly blasted into the blood-colored vortex on the pheasant spirit's chest by Yi Xiaoyao.

At this moment, the devouring power on the original pheasant spirit suddenly slammed, as if the devouring opening on his body was blocked by Yi Yao's devouring spirit.

Just as the pheasant spirit's expression changed greatly, Yi Xiaoyao didn't give him the slightest chance to react, and the domineering power on his fist was free from being swallowed by the other party, and directly blasted the layer of sky-swallowing battle body on the pheasant spirit into cracks.

Click......

A scalp-numbing cracking sound accompanied by the roar of the pheasant spirit resounded through the heavens and the earth, but at this time, he couldn't get anything back, let alone use two things, while defusing the loss of control of his devouring power, and on the other hand, to resist the inability of the Devouring Battle Body.

In the end, when the countless cracks on the surface of the pheasant spirit's body lit up with a magma-like light, the round of devouring spirit aura that Yi Xiaoyao blasted into his body suddenly emitted a humming sound, causing the aura on the pheasant spirit's body to begin to decay wildly.

It's like a deflated ball, but the gas that leaks out is not leaking out of the body, but leaking from the inside.

"You're ......"

As if he had sensed that his state was hopeless, Pheasant Ling stared at Yi Xiaoyao in front of him in great astonishment, as if he understood something.

"How can I devour you in turn?"

Yi Xiaoyao knew what he was going to say, and he knew what he was puzzled about, and said, "It's only because what I have is the purest devouring power!" ”

After smiling coldly, he raised his hand and made a sudden pull towards the other party.

Wow!

A pure and majestic force, following his pulling action, turned into a swimming dragon and sank into Yi Xiaoyao's body.

On the contrary, the power in his body turned into a pheasant spirit that left as a swimming dragon, as if he had nothing in an instant, and fell weakly.

At this time, the outcome is a foregone conclusion, as long as Yi Xiaoyao has a thought, the pheasant spirit will turn into a wisp of green smoke and disappear together.

However, he did not immediately kill the other party, because he had not yet obtained what he wanted, and the secret that the other party had told him at the beginning.

On the ground below, which had been reduced to a huge pit of wasteland, Yi Yi floated down and looked at the weak figure under him.

He didn't take the initiative to speak, just looked at the pheasant spirit quietly and coldly.

"Ahem......"

Pheasant Ling coughed up a mouthful of blood, got up from the ground with difficulty, and looked at Yi Xiaoyao with a wry smile on his face.

"It's worthy of being a young master of the dead family, but I still planted it in your hands......"

He didn't complain too much, and he didn't even have the resentment of being defeated by Yi Yao, or about to be killed.

A cruel-hearted outlaw like him was ready to be eaten by others from the moment he devoured his own people.

Yi Xiaoyao was still indifferent, and did not respond to the other party.

Pheasant Ling nodded bitterly, he knew what Yi Xiaoyao was waiting for, and while accepting his fate, he took out two quaint scrolls in his hand.

Seeing these two scrolls, Yi Xiaoyao's expression moved slightly, and a look of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Two volumes after the Heaven Swallowing Battle Body!

"It's a pity, this Heaven Devouring Battle Body finally managed to get it complete, but in the end, it ended up with no one cultivating......"

After raising his hand and throwing the scroll to Yi Xiaoyao, the pheasant spirit looked up to the sky with a miserable smile on his face.

When Yi Xiaoyao heard this, the joy of getting the Heaven Devouring Battle Body condensed slightly, and he looked at the pheasant spirit with a slight frown.

Pheasant Spirit knew that he was going to die and could not cultivate the Heaven Devouring Battle Body, and the words in his mouth obviously meant that Yi Xiaoyao would not be able to cultivate even if he had gathered the Sky Devouring Battle Body.

It seems that this guy knows something, and he is alluding to something.

"Now that you're at this time, it's time to tell me the secret you were going to tell me, right?"

Yi Xiaoyao put away the scroll and said coldly.

The pheasant spirit had already closed his eyes and spoke: "This time the immortal ruins were discovered, and I also participated in it, plus I am a soul clan worshipper, so I accidentally learned a news about you." ”

"Soul Clan?"

Yi Xiaoyao frowned, when did he get involved with the Soul Clan?

Although it is true that he has killed two guys of the Soul Clan before, presumably the Soul Clan will not retaliate against Yi Xiaoyao for those two inconsequential guys, right?

Feeling Yi Xiaoyao's doubts, Pheasant Ling did not intend to sell Guan Zi, but continued to speak: "Just last night, the people of the Sword Clan found the Old Soul Sect of the Soul Clan and made a deal, wanting to continue the Immortal Treasure Exchange Conference and kill you!" ”

"What?!"

Yi Xiaoyao was shocked, and his face was questioning: "How could the Sword Clan make a deal with the Soul Clan!" ”

"I brought you away here for the sake of the Heaven Devouring Body, and those guys must be looking for you everywhere."

Pheasant Spirit didn't intend to convince Yi Xiaoyao to believe him, but continued to himself: "Right now, I am seriously injured, and the barrier I set up to block them has collapsed, and it won't be long before they come to the door." ”

At this moment, the look of doubt on Yi Xiaoyao's face gradually faded as Pheasant Ling's words gradually faded, because he thought that among the Sword Clan, there were indeed people who couldn't wait for him to die.

"Telling you this, it's just keeping my promise, it doesn't mean that you can still live after knowing about it, hehehehe...... Belch! ”

The pheasant spirit let out a cold laugh at Yi Xiaoyao, but then there was a laugh, and he arched his body in great pain, and turned around to look behind him with difficulty.

At this time, behind him, there was a short rickety figure, a gray-clothed old man like a piece of dead wood.

If it weren't for Pheasant Spirit's reaction, Yi Xiaoyao wouldn't even have noticed when this old man appeared behind Pheasant Spirit.

Obviously, this person's strength is definitely above the Pheasant Spirit, and nine times out of ten it is the old soul sect of the soul clan in the mouth of the Pheasant Spirit!

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(End of chapter)