People are in Douluo, start with double Kamui

Zhao An chuckled noncommittally. It was too easy to communicate with smart people, especially smart people who were eager for revenge.

As long as you are strong enough to prevent the other party from thinking of counterattack, the rewards you will receive will be extremely generous.

"Your Majesty the True God, if you release me and help me find revenge for the traitor, I am willing to teach you all the soul magic and undead magic I have practiced, and lead the Falan Dark Tower to serve you during my lifetime!"

Phil Jackson's slightly frantic mind was ferocious and impatient, without any bargaining. This was the most valuable bargaining chip he could give.

Soul magic, necromancy magic?

Zhao An looked a little strange. He had a profound knowledge of the soul, and could already use the power of creation to create new souls out of thin air.

Unless there is a peak god king who specializes in the soul system, Zhao An can call himself the top brother in the soul system list of Douluo Universe.

As for undead magic, Electrolux of the Divine Seal World has long uploaded his knowledge to the information base of the Six Realms. Zhao An has been studying undead magic for many years. Although he is not as proficient as the founder Lao Yilai, he is definitely several blocks better than Phil Jackson.

"It's barely acceptable, so let's do it."

Zhao An exerted slight force with his right hand holding the soul box, and the artifact-quality soul box made a "crack-crack" sound. Dense spider web-like cracks appeared, and the magic array engraved on the surface of the soul box collapsed.

Without the obstruction of the magic circle, how could the entry-level artifact withstand the unparalleled power of the Complete Dragon? The tiny cracks gradually widened, and the entire soul box turned into a piece of scrap under the squeeze of Zhao An's one hand.

Phil Jackson's soul took this opportunity to break away from the seal of the soul box and looked at the dilapidated artifact in shock.

The powerful true god is so terrifying!

People who have reached a certain level of cultivation can use their souls to walk in the world without the support of the body. Phil Jackson's profession during his lifetime was a soul and necromancer mage. The soul condensed into a substantial soul is enough to be seen by extraordinary people below the demigod level. No exception.

"Your escape has been noticed by the Lord of the Dark Tower. Let's go meet him."

Zhao An casually glanced in the direction of the Dark Tower and said indifferently.

With the thighs of a true god by his side, Phil Jackson in his weak period didn't mind making things big.

The soul shrouded in black robes performed a mage's courtesy to Zhao An, suppressed the raging fire of revenge in his heart, and said respectfully: "Thank you, True God, for your help."

"My name is Phil Jackson, the former master of the Falan Dark Tower. I wonder if I know your name?"

Zhao An's eyes moved, and he said meaningfully: "Dragon Clan·Sacred Dragon·Shinok."

Ah this.

Phil Jackson was quite confused, what kind of thing is the sacred dragon Shinnok? According to the records of Falan Seven Towers, the intruders of the sacred dragon were expelled by the seven tower owners.

It can easily break the seal of the eighth-level demigod level and crush the soul box made of artifacts with one hand. Is the sacred dragon Shinnok also qualified?

His Majesty's actions must have deep meaning (serious illness). Phil Jackson understood Zhao An's underlying meaning, and his old face transformed into a soul was squeezed into a wrinkled flower.

"It turns out it's the Holy Dragon Crown! He is indeed the only sacred dragon of the Dragon Clan! Falan Seven Pagoda's shallow background is much worse than that of the Dragon Clan!"

Zhao An's face twitched unnaturally when he heard the flattery that was so embarrassing that it made people want to dig out three bedrooms and one living room with their toes.

"Well said, don't say it next time."

……

The Seven Towers of Falan·The Tower of Darkness.

The Lord of the Dark Tower, who was teaching his disciples on the top floor, stood up rudely, with anger and a trace of undetectable fear in his dead eyes.

"Dark Phoenix, you go down first, I have something important to deal with."

An evil voice sounded, and the Lord of the Dark Tower couldn't help but clenched the artifact-level magic wand in his old palm.

The person known as the 'Dark Phoenix' is a young and beautiful girl. Her dark blue hair is draped over a lady's magic robe like silk. The coldness and deadness in her beautiful eyes give her a strange sense of beauty.

The girl was well aware of her teacher's nature and was afraid of the Lord of the Dark Tower's methods. She nodded and stood up to leave without asking a single question.

At this moment, a joking voice came from the top of the quiet Falan Dark Tower.

"It's not easy for three generations of master and disciple to meet, but you actually want to drive your disciple away."

"Anyone who doesn't give me face will have a bad end~"

Zhao An didn't know when he came to the Lord of the Dark Tower, passed the gorgeous magic wand from his hand, played with the inherited artifact of the Falan Dark Tower, and looked at the upcoming 'Master's Compassion and Disciple Xiao' with gloating.

Phil Jackson, shrouded in black robes, lifted his hood, and the body shaped by his soul fluctuated violently, almost unable to maintain his human form.

"Sloan, you traitor, you still know who I am!"

The Lord of the Dark Tower, Sloan, was extremely afraid of Zhao An's mysterious methods. He did not dare to take action at will until he could figure out Zhao An's reality.

Back then, killing a master in the limelight was already a big taboo against Falan. Now, if he kills Phil Jackson for the second time in the Dark Tower, there will definitely be a big fuss. Do you really think that the tower owners of the other six towers are fools?

"Teacher, it turns out you're not dead! I've really wanted you to die all these years!" Sloan said every word through gritted teeth.

Today's situation was very unfavorable to him, and Sloan was thinking about how to break the situation.

First, he had to find a way to get back the magic wand from the hands of the young man with a vague aura, and then escape from the Seven Falan Towers as quickly as possible, and go to other places to prepare for a comeback.

Yes, that's right, this guy is worthy of being a mid-term villain. He figured out his escape route before fighting.

"Miss me to death? Miss me to death!" Phil Jackson said with a sneer.

Sitting on the throne belonging to the Lord of the Dark Tower, Zhao An yawned out of boredom, "It's boring, I want to see a river of blood!"

Mr. Zhao, the fun man, walked up to Phil Jackson and handed him the inheritance staff of Falan Dark Tower.

Then he patted Phil Jackson on the shoulder and said cheerfully: "You have been strengthened, go and fight him!"

Zhao An thought for a while, turned around and looked at the confused Sloan, and all of Sloan's family assets came into Zhao An's hands, including but not limited to the soul of the Elf Princess and the soul of the Black Phoenix.

What would a mage become without his magic wand and magic materials? Will fall from the noble master into the clouds.

Of course, Sloan also has the blue bar at the peak of the priesthood and a wealth of magic knowledge. It is hard to say whether the master and apprentice will win or lose.

Phil Jackson: "..."

Sloan: "..."

The master and the apprentice, whose murderous intentions increased sharply, skipped the meaningless opening remarks and prepared to start fighting directly.

The fun man Mr. Zhao jumped out again, punched through the wall of the Falan Dark Tower, pointed at the night sky shrouded in darkness and said: "Go out and fight, you two have no eyesight, you have destroyed my assets and compensation." Can you afford it?”

The two masters and disciples felt quite miserable, are you still finished?

When did Falan Dark Tower become your asset, you shameless piece of shit! You are still the best at not being a human being!

Seeing Mr. Zhao shaking his threatening fist, the two crispy mages swallowed hard, knowing that they would never be able to take Zhao An's punch. They decisively flew out of the Falan Dark Tower along the hole one after another. . After arriving in the outside world, two shocking forces erupted instantly. The stable magic elements between heaven and earth were extremely active. The torrent of terrifying elements swept through the entire Falan City, and piercing sirens sounded one after another.

Phil Jackson was the first to attack, using a slightly stronger soul power to drive the magic wand, activating the surrounding magic elements. He raised his hand and smashed the seven forbidden spells across his head and face.

‘Dark Group Forbidden Curse·Dark Sky! ’

‘Water Group Forbidden Spell: Water God Cleanses the Heart! ’

‘Fire Group Forbidden Curse: Fiery Sun Hell! ’

……

Earth, fire, wind, water, light, darkness, gold, seven series of elemental forbidden spells converged into a colorful torrent, which was bound to completely suppress Sloan.

Phil Jackson yelled: "Traitor! Die!"

The life-threatening fusion curse came, but Sloan was not afraid and said with a sneer: "Teacher, I can do everything you know."

"Don't think that I'm no match for you without the magic wand. Your era has ended long ago! Without the help of that bastard, what can you do with just your soul!"

The torrent of magic from the same source rises, collides and offsets each other, and blooms into gorgeous fireworks in the night sky.

The masters of the remaining six towers of Falan Seven Towers were awakened by the sudden battle, and each looked at the master and apprentice of the dark tower who were fighting to the death with their own thoughts.

"Old man, I knew you would never die!"

The owner of the Light Tower burst into tears and picked up his magic wand to help Phil Jackson.

Just as he was about to go to the battlefield to fight, the indifferent and merciless look cast by the Dark Tower made the Lord of the Light Tower stop conscientiously.

A single look can make the peak priest tremble in fear, no one else but Zhao An.

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! Phil Jackson and I are not familiar with each other!" the owner of the Light Tower defended anxiously.

Power is valuable, but friendship is even more valuable. If life is at stake, both can be thrown away.

Zhao An ignored the Guangming Tower Master's resignation and looked at the other five magic towers with the same gaze. The magnificent divine thoughts were accurately transmitted into the minds of each high-level person.

'Phil Jackson will not die, Sloan will not win, and whoever dares to interfere in this matter will die. ’

If you can transmit spiritual thoughts into their minds, you can use the same method to kill them silently.

The masters of Falan Tower, who were like human spirits, understood that this untouchable boss was not joking.

Zhao An withdrew his gaze, resumed his disguise as a Leziman, formed two chairs next to the large hole on the top floor of the Falan Dark Tower, and waved to the shocked and speechless Black Phoenix.

"Don't be stunned. The showdown between the top warriors of Ryuzakinus Continent is rare in hundreds of years. There is no shop like this in this village!"

Miss Black Phoenix smiled awkwardly with a stiff face, not daring to disobey Zhao An's arrangement, so she came to the chair and sat down obediently.

Mr. Zhao was very satisfied with the girl's knowledge. He took out a handful of melon seeds from somewhere and happily ate the melon seeds while watching the show.

After eating for a long time, there was no sound from Black Phoenix. The great good man Zhao An suddenly asked: "Would you like melon seeds?"

"...Do you think I should eat it?"

Black Phoenix didn't understand Zhao Anqingqi's thinking, so he kicked the ball back cautiously.

Zhao An scratched his cheek with his fingers without the image of a strong man, and then threw a handful of melon seeds onto Black Phoenix's magic robe.

"I can see that you are afraid and hate Sloan from the bottom of your heart. Your teacher is about to die. There is no time to eat and drink on this festive day!"

"If it weren't for the wrong time and place, I would have wanted to treat you to dinner."

Miss Black Phoenix was stunned for a moment. Her smooth forehead was covered with black lines. Do you also know that the time and place are wrong?

Before the girl could say anything, Zhao An, the king of ideas, said again: "Hey, after Sloan dies, we can let Falan Seven Towers hold a banquet to entertain everyone! Wonderful! Wonderful! It is indeed a good idea that I can only come up with today. idea!"

This time, Black Phoenix was completely speechless. After being interrupted twice, the girl's fear of Zhao An also dissipated a little.

"My lord, as the Saint of Falan Dark Tower, I will propose this matter to the higher-ups."

Zhao An nodded with satisfaction, patted Black Phoenix on the shoulder, and said with a sigh on his face: "I remember when the old man died, I gave him a great show for seven days and seven nights, and even gave him a seven-day stay. The Singing King Competition is coming."

"Young man, watch and study hard."

Ah, this, you are really amazing!

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched slightly. The more she looked at Zhao An, the more she felt that he was a charlatan, well, a capable charlatan.

The background of the Princess of Landias Empire made Black Phoenix understand that there is no unreasonable show of kindness in the world, and it is either for sex or for other reasons.

The girl looked down at her perfect figure without her toes, thinking about what kind of medicine Zhao An bought in his gourd.

The former or the latter? Or maybe both?

Mr. Zhao was very incompetent in dropping objects from high altitude and threw the finished melon seed peels from a tower hundreds of meters high.

He clapped his palms to shake off the remaining residue, then took Miss Black Phoenix's magic robe and wiped his mouth.

Are you seriously ill when you step on a horse? Can you be a human being?

Dark Phoenix was almost going crazy, her breathing was rapid with anger, and the loose magic robe could not cover her graceful figure.

Zhao An looked at the battlefield where the battle had been decided, then turned to look at the girl's angry little face, her dead beautiful eyes a little more alive.

"Yes, it looks like you are quite pretty."

"Do you want to make a deal with me? I will give you back your soul that was restrained by Sloan, and then you will be my crotch-talking maid?"

"Let me tell you, working with me is the best job. You can eat nine meals in three days without any problem!"

Miss Black Phoenix patted her forehead, with a dead master expression on her face, and said helplessly: "My lord, can I refuse? At the worst, I will give you my soul."

Zhao An crossed his arms, shook his head and said, "You have no right to refuse. You can't even resist Sloan, how can you resist me who is stronger than him?"

"I am very interested in your Dark Phoenix bloodline. When I have the results of my research, you can also benefit from it and reach a realm that was once out of reach."

Sacred Dragon, Eastern Dragon, Dark Phoenix, Mountain Giant, War Beast, Golden Armored Insect, Amethyst Behemoth, Ancient Elf Tree.

Zhao An decided to use the vest of the sacred dragon to test the next project, wanting to see how far the master of blood can go. (End of chapter)