Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

Chapter 713 Dismantling the Holy Spirit Banner

"Who is it?" Fire Phoenix Douluo hurriedly looked towards the direction where the blue light flew, but only caught a closed space crack.

Huofeng Douluo recalled her martial soul, Huofeng flapped her wings and flew towards her, and turned into a Huofeng sword back into her hand.

Xu Tianyuan's head and body fell heavily on the ground, kicking up a small cloud of dust.

Juzi walked forward slowly, looked at Xu Tianyuan's unrepentant head, and said coldly, "Your blood is also red, it's no different."

"Let's deal with it. The scene of the first crime is Qinglin City, Qinglin City that has turned into hell."

"Got it, boss!" Shadowmouse walked over with two Huofeng soldiers, and quickly dealt with it.

"Juzi, that person just now?" Huo Fengdouluo asked worriedly, looking around, letting go of his perception completely, but he didn't find anything.

Tangerine took out the ice flower headdress from her bosom. When she first got it, it was as warm and moist as jade, but when she touched it before, it was just an ordinary touch.

"Grandma Huofeng, it's okay, there is a tsundere monster who doesn't want to show up secretly helping us." Orange smiled, and put the ice flower headdress close to her face.

After crossing the gap in space, when Ye Nanxiao returned to the border of the Star Luo Empire, everyone was already waiting.

Elder Xuan was squatting on the ground drinking wine, Broken Star Douluo stood aside silently, and among them was a hill of evil soul masters in black robes.

"Do the math, there should be a lot of them." Elder Xuan shook the wine gourd, his tattered clothes were stained with blood, but he was not injured.

"Okay, let's all rest, I'll pry their mouths open." A black suitcase appeared in Ye Nanxiao's hand.

"A torture device?" Broken Star Douluo asked.

Since he opened his mouth, he must be sentenced to death.

Ye Nanxiao nodded slightly, and opened the suitcase with one hand, revealing the delicate and small instruments of torture. "Why don't we learn from each other? I'm just curious about the interrogation skills of the White Tiger Army."

"No." Dai Hao said aloud, "The interrogations of the White Tiger Legion are all ordinary methods. If you really want to communicate, you will learn from the prisons in Xingluo City."

"Then I'll make a fool of myself!" Ye Nanxiao asked Duke Baihu for a wooden house, and asked the White Tiger soldiers to carry the evil spirit masters into the small wooden house one by one.

The cabin is very simple, but with Elder Xuan outside, Ye Nanxiao is not afraid of anyone prying, the suitcase is just a souvenir he took from Li Yuanren to hide.

The real way to open the mouth is to search for the soul.

The soul shaking bell was suspended above his head, Ye Nanxiao's eyes were filled with gray colors, and his aura became extremely cold.

"Show your soul."

The evil soul master, whose hands and feet were pierced by several ice picks and fixed on the chair, suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body twitched, so there was no movement.

It's not that he's dead, but that his soul has been captured.

The same scarlet and stinky soul, Ye Nanxiao opened a set of Hell Eighteen Touches when he came up, and started to brush it first.

"Every day, you will only suffer more if your mouth is stubborn, and there will be mountains of swords, fire, seas, oil pans, hungry ghosts and hell waiting for you!"

The soul of the evil soul master's eyes widened, and he writhed wildly like a maggot.

"You haven't asked me what to say!"

Ye Nanxiao ignored the evil soul master's last words. She stretched out her hands and moved her ten fingers together, as if she were weaving. Soul magic danced on them, and she chanted ancient and obscure spells.

The soul shaking bell spit out a large number of soul fragments, which turned into a river of stars and merged into Ye Nanxiao's hands.

The soul fragments of nearly three legion squads were obtained at one time, so much energy made Ye Nanxiao a little rich. He didn't know what the soul-shaking bell could evolve into, maybe it would be a bottomless pit.

After careful consideration, Ye Nanxiao decided to divide the harvest into three parts, one part was used to upgrade the Soul Shocking Clock, and the other two parts were used to build a new soul weapon.

Just now he had an inspiration.

"Spirit God Phantom Prison Tower!"

An exquisite small pagoda with an eight-story pagoda body is condensed in Ye Nanxiao's hands. It is the reappearance of the memory of the Lanxing flower planter buried deep in his mind. There are four floors of the pagoda carved with flowers, birds, insects and snakes, tigers roaring and dragons singing, mountains, rivers, plants and trees. The sun, the moon and the stars, and the other four floors are evil ghosts howling in hell, and there are still lanterns hanging on the eaves of each floor, with faint flames dancing among them.

If you look carefully, the patterns of evil spirits on the lower four floors seem to be struggling in hell.

"The upper four floors are soul-crossing, the lower four are soul-shaking, the imaginary prison of the spirit god, and the hell of one thought." Ye Nanxiao did not forget that her soul magic also has the service of superseding a dragon. Into reincarnation to become a lonely ghost.

Wraiths wandering in pain in the world, if they fall into the hands of evil soul masters, they will be transformed into new wraiths.

The small tower absorbed the two energies that Ye Nanxiao collected from the Huanglong camp, and it was still illusory, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

Ye Nanxiao frowned slightly. She didn't expect that two shares of energy would not be enough, so she took down the soul-shocking bell above her head to make it bigger, and threw the illusory tower into it.

After the small tower entered the Soul Shaking Bell, it spontaneously absorbed the energy inside the Soul Shaking Bell.

The energy stored in the soul shaking bell was quickly sucked away by the small tower.

It wasn't until the third portion of energy was completely absorbed that the small pagoda could barely be condensed. It was the same as when the Soul Shaking Bell was first born.

The soul-shaking clock absorbed the stored energy, shook the body of the clock, and threw the small tower out. It seemed that there was a bit of disgust in that action.

The small tower leaned on Ye Nanxiao's shoulder and slowly turned, exuding bursts of soft light patterns like water waves.

"I don't have the energy to support your huge appetite right now, but in the future, you will be able to fill your stomach soon." Ye Nanxiao touched the body of the small tower, feeling the "hungry" feeling that the small tower constantly conveyed .

"There is a big meal for you right now, hurry up and get to work!" Ye Nanxiao stretched out his fingers and rubbed the body of the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower slightly.

The Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower shook slightly, and flew towards the evil soul master in front of him.

The soul-shaking bell hovered steadily above Ye Nanxiao's head, like a favored older son looking at his younger son who was about to work.

The tower of the Spirit God Phantom Prison flew over the head of the evil soul master and doubled in size. The bottom of the tower was aimed at the top of the evil soul master's head, and a beam of light like a laser pierced through the evil soul master's head in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a scarlet soul was pulled out and dragged into the bottom of the tower.

The lower four floors of the tower lit up instantly, and the evil spirits on the pattern cheered silently.

"How can this be an evil spirit? It's clearly the bull-headed and horse-faced god?" Ye Nanxiao could see the souls of the evil soul masters tortured in the Illusory Prison Tower of the Spiritual God, and the hell where the power of the tower was condensed, in which were these two hell model workers.

But this is only based on Ye Nanxiao's fantasy, and they don't have great supernatural powers like the two in the legend.

The soul of this evil soul master didn't last long, and his defense line was already defeated when he was on the first floor.

After Ye Nanxiao searched the soul and left only important clues, he threw the soul of the evil soul master into it again, turning it into soul energy to replenish the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower.

The Imaginary Prison Tower of the Spiritual God let out a hum that represented joy, and flew to Ye Nanxiao's neck, like a kitten eager to stick.

"when!"

The soul-shaking bell rang, and the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower was swung away.

"Buzz!"

Ye Nanxiao held one in each hand, stuffed it into his pocket, threw out the evil soul master who had collapsed into a mess, and replaced the invitee.

"Don't play around, you two, hurry to work, finish early and call it a day!"

Putting the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower over to let it run on its own, Ye Nanxiao set his sights on the Holy Spirit Banner.

"Fourth, do you have any ideas?"

Ye Nanxiao summoned Xiaoye No. [-]. Among the current avatars, Xiaoye No. [-] is the best at soul tools.

"A flag without aesthetics, I have no idea about it, is not as good as Mozart's wine glass."

"That's enough, I want you to express your opinion not on whether this flag looks good or not, and there is no Mozart in this world, so hurry up and get to work." Ye Nanxiao took out two sets of astronaut protective suits and put them on for himself and No. [-] Xiaoye.

The spaceman's protective clothing that can insulate and resist high heat and high explosion may not be useful for the Holy Spirit Banner that can drive and control the soul, but wearing it is better than not wearing it at all.

Xiaoye No. [-] immediately entered the working state, and one after another research equipment was taken out of Ye Nanxiao's storage ring. Fortunately, the cabin given by Duke Baihu was quite spacious, and the research equipment they wanted to use was not not much.

Ye Nanxiao took out a set of fine dismantling tools, two frosty hands grew out of his back, and the soul-shaking clock above his head gave off a slight halo, falling like a layer of phosphorous powder.

Xiaoye No. [-] also grew frosty hands on his back, nodded to Ye Nanxiao, picked up the fine nozzle in his hand, and began to dismantle the Holy Spirit flag.

The precision of the Holy Spirit Flag is beyond Ye Nanxiao's imagination. The seemingly soft silk cloth is actually composed of a large number of small and soft rare metals. What a delicate method can make the rare metals with limited softness as soft as silk cloth. Blow in the wind?
Under the cover of Zhenhun Bell's suppression, Xiaoye No. [-]'s dismantling process went smoothly, and the countermeasures that erupted from the dismantling of the Holy Spirit Banner were all taken over by Zhenhun Zhong.

Mental paralysis, wailing of resentful spirits, thousands of ghosts weeping, resentment for phantoms, Ye Nanxiao's scalp was a little numb, he didn't expect so many methods to be buried in the Holy Spirit Banner, if not for his soul magic has made some progress, maybe it will be like last time Same embarrassment.

"The outer shell is removed, and the core part is left. You have to be prepared, maybe we will meet the final boss again." No. [-] Xiaoye put aside the scrapped tools in his hand, and took out a new set of tools.

"Such a thin flag can use rare metals with corrosive effects. It really is a great talent!"

Xiaoye No. [-] seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at Ye Nanxiao, and stared at him.

Ye Nanxiao naturally understood what his head was thinking, and drew a cross on his chest with both hands, "Dah! Go ask Ye Xishui as your teacher and we'll be cool off straight away. How many levels have you just mastered before you go face the big boss?"

Xiaoye No. [-] curled her lips and sighed lightly, the sadness between her brows became more intense.

"coming!"

Xiaoye No. [-] dropped the pliers in his hand, and icicles sprouted from his index and middle fingers, aiming at the part of the Holy Spirit flag close to the flagpole, and stabbing it out quickly.

"Fizz!"

A slight noise sounded, and the Holy Spirit flag was dyed a layer of dark green as a whole, and it exploded completely two seconds later.

Ye Nanxiao had been prepared for a long time, and squeezed a seal with one hand, and the soul-shaking bell suddenly enlarged to cover the two of them.

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