Yes, the worry that Yi Xiaoyao expressed was not that he was too terrible after the Pheasant Spirit's Sky Devouring Battle Body exploded, but that he was worried that the other party's Sky Devouring Battle Body would not be able to withstand his next attack after the outbreak of the Sky Devouring Battle Body.

It's not a ridiculous worry, and there's no contradiction in it.

Because only the stronger the pheasant spirit manifested, the more eager Yi Xiaoyao would be to obtain the Sky Devouring Battle Body.

Moreover, the practice he just mentioned was not something that he had been hiding before.

The use of all the domineering fusion into one, this kind of truly thorough fusion, is also what Yi Xiaoyao slowly realized in the battle just now.

Now, he really wanted to try this new realization, how powerful it really was.

Rumble!

The pillar of light blasted out by the pheasant spirit burst out under the incomparable domineering explosion, and the pheasant spirit was blasted back again by Yi Xiaoyao.

But he was not injured because of this, he looked at Yi Xiaoyao who was in a strange state at the moment from a distance, and his eyes shrank tightly.

The feeling of the complete fusion of various domineering forces is beyond words, and Pheasant Ling only knows that under such a fusion, Yi Xiaoyao has become really strong!

"No wonder he's always been so calm."

After muttering to himself secretly in his heart for a while, Pheasant Ling took a deep breath, looked at Yi Xiaoyao and said, "In this case, I am also very curious, whether your domineering spirit is stronger, or my battle body is better." ”

Although he said that, Pheasant Spirit was still very confident, just like Yi Xiaoyao had always been so calm.

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

This time, the three vortices on the Pheasant Spirit's chest had already rotated to the extreme, looking like three bottomless abysses.

Obviously, he had mobilized all the energy that had been swallowed and accumulated in the previous whirlpool, which was even more terrifying than the punch just now.

And Yi Xiaoyao, the domineering unique luster on his body was constantly circulating, and in his deep eyes, at the moment when the opponent's punch that erupted with a black pillar of light was getting bigger and bigger, he also threw a punch.

He didn't use a sword because he felt that the time had not yet come to use it, or rather, he didn't think he needed to use a sword against such an opponent.

This is also Yi Xiaoyao's confidence in his newly realized understanding, even if he knows that the pheasant spirit has gone all out at this moment.

However, there is one thing that the two of them have a good idea, and that is this punch, which is the last time they will fight to separate the winner.

Airplanes!

An extremely terrifying fluctuation spread out in all directions at the moment when the two figures turned into almost one figure.

The surrounding mountains and rivers are like a landscape painting falling into the water, and they all collapse into nothingness in an instant.

But there is no sound that echoes the change of scene, not even the sound of splashing from falling into the water.

I don't know if it's because everything is shattered and there is no medium to transmit sound, or because all the sound is swallowed by the fist of the pheasant spirit, which is full of devouring power.

The sky and the earth are white, and there is silence.

There was only a little black halo in the air.

That little bit of black halo is easy to escape, it is a pheasant spirit.

Both of them are in the dark, and they haven't decided the winner yet.

"Do you know why my Soul Eater was destroyed?"

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

Yi Xiaoyao shook his head: "Not interested." ”

It didn't seem that Yi Xiaoyao was so ignorant, and Pheasant Ling was a little disappointed, but he still said to himself: "Because as long as there is one person in my Spirit Devouring Clan, then all the creatures in this heaven and earth will be devoured by us sooner or later, including other clansmen in my clan!" ”

"In other words, the Soul Eater was exterminated, not because of others, but because you yourself destroyed your own race."

Yi Xiaoyao knew what he was talking about, looking at the other party's evil gaze that seemed to be hidden in the deepest part, but he chuckled: "Devouring the whole clan is so weak, is your Spirit Devouring Clan a nest of ants?" ”

Hearing these words, and feeling the contemptuous sarcasm for him, Pheasant Ling's face instantly became gloomy.

While it was true that he devoured his own race, he had always had a sense of respect for those people who made him so powerful.

Now he is proud of his strength, and in Yi Xiaoyao's mouth, he is still evaluated as a weak word, and even those clansmen he is in awe of are jokingly called a nest of ants by Yi Xiaoyao, as if they instantly hit his reverse scales.

Now that it has come to this point, and has told secrets that only the dead know, it is clear that the pheasant spirit does not intend to continue in disguise.

Among them was his ferocity, his anger, his evil and hideous face.

"To be honest, I have devoured a few people who cultivate domineering, and the taste is extremely unique, and once you eat too much, some of them will be contaminated with that taste on your body."

Pheasant Ling looked at Yi Xiaoyao calmly, licked the saliva that was so exaggerated that it was already full of chin, and grinned: "Your domineering is so rich, if I swallow you, I think I can finally control this unique power between heaven and earth!" ”

Looking at such a face, Yi Xiaoyao's heart moved slightly, he felt that this guy was just like the blood gluttony in his bloody sword.

But then he shook his head at the pheasant spirit with some disgust, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that this guy was more like a mad dog with a disease.

At least, the blood gluttony will not be like this guy in front of him, and saliva will flow down his own arm and onto Yi Xiaoyao's arm.

Feeling the disgust in Yi Xiaoyao's eyes, Pheasant Ling was not angry, but smiled more excitedly.

At the same time, under the three whirlpools in his chest, a blood-colored whirlpool actually appeared, which contained a very strong domineering spirit.

These domineering spirits are constantly becoming more and more intense as the blood-colored vortex rotates!

That's right, in the short moment when he was talking to Yi Xiaoyao, in addition to resisting Yi Xiaoyao's domineering fist with the power of the Heaven Devouring Battle Body, Pheasant Spirit was still frantically devouring Yi Xiaoyao's domineering fist!

"Alas, I'm not familiar with this newly comprehended domineering fusion now, if you can exert the true power of the Sky Swallowing Body, maybe my domineering spirit is really not the opponent of your Sky Swallowing Battle Body."

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

"I can't use the true power of the Sky Devouring Body?"

There was a burst of ridicule and sarcasm on the face of the pheasant spirit, under the innate power of his Spirit Devouring Clan, the Sky Devouring Battle Body was simply tailor-made for him!

Yi Xiaoyao ignored the other party's ridicule, nodded solemnly, and then on the domineering covered right arm, a black attribute power poured out in vain—the power of devouring!

"Because the devouring power required to cultivate the Heaven Devouring Battle Body is not a counterfeit power like yours that can only make people sick!" (https:)

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