Devouring Sword God

Chapter 1132 Is it an uncle?

At this moment, the entire Tianxin Tower fell silent at this moment.

The air seemed to have frozen, and everyone's eyes were filled with endless astonishment, looking at the figure standing where the soul bone was just now.

However, at this moment, there is only Yi Xiaoyao in this position.

The screams of the soul bone were still echoing in the restaurant, but the figure of this person seemed to have evaporated from the world, not even a trace of breath remained.

Although everyone already knew what happened just now, they still couldn't believe it in their hearts.

Because those who can enter this Tianxin Building and can afford to drink immortals are at least those who are strong in the Heaven-reaching Realm.

And the soul bone can make these heaven-reaching realm powerhouses call adults, not just because he is a member of the soul clan, but also because of his strength and historical record.

However, such a well-recognized strong man was instantly killed by an unknown person, without even a chance to fight back.

This unbelievable ending makes everyone believe it.

"Master Soul Soul Bone, was actually killed by this guy!?"

"How is this possible? Master Soul Bone has already stepped into the second catastrophe, and he is expected to become the ninth soul envoy of the soul clan. How could he be killed so easily!"

"What is the origin of that black-robed youth, who has such strength and courage!"

Just as the group of people were amazed, Yi Xiaoyao killed the soul bone, not only with formidable strength, but also with incomparably astonishing courage.

Because he dared to do this kind of behavior, it meant that Yi Xiaoyao didn't take the soul race seriously at all.

And amidst the exclamation, the black glow on Yi Xiaoyao's arm gradually disappeared, and he showed a look of enjoyment, and took a deep breath of the soul breath that was still in front of his nose.

Although he knew that it looked a little perverted, devouring the soul of a strong soul clan really made him feel extremely comfortable.

"As expected of the soul clan who specializes in the way of the soul, the soul is so pure and huge. It seems that if there is a chance in the future, it is necessary to go to the soul clan as a guest."

Yi Xiaoyao felt the growth of the soul in his body, and couldn't help but think to himself.

The size of this soul bone and soul is not even weaker than that of the powerhouse of the third calamity. Presumably the soul clan must have some kind of soul cultivation method.

For this, Yi Xiaoyao is very yearning.

Because the only soul techniques he possesses are the Forbidden Soul Burning Technique and the Forbidden Soul Devouring Technique. Although these two secret techniques are overbearing and powerful, they cannot meet his needs at all.

With the consumption of the third level of Yi Xiaoyao's Burning Soul Forbidden Technique, the demand for souls has increased dozens of times compared to before.

Although the Soul Devouring Forbidden Technique can devour other people's souls, once it is exhausted, it can only be re-swallowed, or replenished with precious soul medicines.

But the soul cultivation method of the soul clan is different. If Yi Xiaoyao can get it, replenishing the soul can be as easy as restoring spiritual power, and performing the soul burning forbidden technique is as easy as using spiritual power.

Teaching a man to fish is worse than teaching him how to fish.

Devouring the soul of the soul bone with the soul-devouring forbidden technique is equivalent to getting a fish.

But the soul cultivation method of the soul clan is a more permanent method of fishing.

What Yi Xiaoyao needs is this "fishing"!
Of course, the "fish" he got right now is enough for him to use the third level of the Burning Soul Forbidden Technique, and he can maintain it for a good period of time, which already makes him very satisfied.

Therefore, after killing the soul bone, Yi Xiaoyao walked towards his wine table as if nothing had happened.

During this short journey, he heard the voices of surprise around him.

In response to this, the corner of Yi Xiaoyao's mouth hidden under the shadow of the cloak only slightly curved into a sneer.

He is not even afraid of the Celestial Race, so how can he be afraid of a Soul Race?
What's more, Yi Xiaoyao didn't have a good impression of the Soul Clan because of the battle that killed Hai Mie Tian Mi Zang a year ago.

Moreover, if he wants to get "Yuan" from the Soul Clan, it will not be as simple as going to the Spirit Clan to get the True Spirit Yin. Anyway, sooner or later he will tear his face, and it doesn't make any difference if it is earlier or later.

"I have fulfilled my bet and killed that man for my husband, what do you think?"

Coming in front of the elegant man, Yi Xiaoyao said with a faint smile, as if he just killed a second-kalpion strongman of the Soul Race, just as he slapped a mosquito to death.

Although the facts were true, the elegant man had a calm and indifferent face, not as shocked as the people around him.

"Yes, I can rest assured that you have such strength."

The next moment, the elegant man smiled lightly and said, "Although it is still very dangerous, I can barely go to the next game of chess."

Outsiders could not understand the meaning of this sentence at all, but Yi Xiaoyao's expression froze when he heard it.

He looked in astonishment at the elegant man who was looking at him with a faint smile and nodding, and instantly guessed some thoughts from the other's approving gaze.

"Could it be that sir is the one I'm waiting for?"

Yi Xiaoyao asked in a suspicious tone: "Or should I call Mr. Master?"

Apparently, this elegant man is probably the strong man from the dead sect who Yi Wutian told him to wait here with his avatar.

Coming to this conclusion was not only because of the other party's words just now, Yi Xiaoyao had already guessed when the other party appeared and noticed that he had no aura of cultivation.

In this heavenly domain, without any cultivation base, but being able to enter and leave this place that can only be stepped into by the top powerhouse, one must have a powerful ability other than cultivation base.

This ability is naturally the domineering power of the Yi clan!
And through this brief contact, and the current recognition, Yi Xiaoyao has already guessed that the domineering this elegant man possessed must be the most difficult to cultivate the domineering mind!

Only in this way can it explain how fast and accurate the player's moves are when playing chess, and he can know what Yi Xiaoyao is thinking in advance.

Because of the domineering mind, although it is not as powerful as other domineering, but the cultivation to the extreme, it can predict the short future in advance.

"Haha, I can't be called an uncle. Although I have received great kindness from your grandfather, I haven't really become a teacher."

Although the refined man denied it, he agreed with what Yi Xiaoyao thought.

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao's doubtful expression, he smiled and said, "It's not worth mentioning the past, but it's okay if you insist on calling me uncle."

Seeing this, Yi Xiaoyao didn't ask any more questions and just nodded.

"Since this is the case, I will trouble my uncle to deal with it with me in the next round. Xiaoyao still needs advice from my uncle."

The "that game" he and the elegant man mentioned naturally refers to the matter of going to the Celestial Clan to rob the prison.

Since Yi Wutian asked this elegant man to help Yi Xiaoyao, it must be that this person can play a great role in this matter.

However, when the refined man heard the words, he shook his head and smiled: "My ordinary body with no cultivation is useless in that round. If I go, I will die, so I don't care if I don't go!"

After speaking, he waved his hands, flicked his sleeves, and strode away from the restaurant.

Outside the door, there was a reminder: "The timing is right now, and you don't have to wait any longer. Whether it's a blessing or a curse depends on the destiny."

Seeing the elegant man leave, Yi Xiaoyao didn't stop him, but just stood there showing a trace of doubt.

Why did Grandpa ask him to wait for his uncle to help, but this uncle only played a game of chess with him, asked him to kill one person, and then left like that?
However, although he didn't figure out the mystery, after hearing the other party's reminder, he didn't hesitate any more.

After that, Yi Xiaoyao turned to Zhan Wushuang and the others on the wine table and said, "Action!"

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(End of this chapter)