People are in Douluo, start with double Kamui

Anya Zijie's strength was too weak, and her distracted spirit was easily read by Zhao An.

Zhao An looked at the future Elf Queen with a half-smile, and said in a wicked tone: "Tired? Destruction? Leave? My goal has not been achieved yet, so there is no reason to return without success."

Anya suppressed the panic in her heart, took a few deep breaths and managed to calm down.

This guy is already as strong as a monster. It’s no big deal if he can read minds. What a ghost!

Without professional training, even extraordinary people cannot achieve the ethereal state of 'no self and no mind' in a short period of time.

All her thoughts were seen through by Zhao An, and Anya said a little self-defeatingly: "What do you want?"

Zhao An raised his hand and pointed at the man who was following Anya like a bodyguard.

"I want to borrow the ancient tree of life from the elves and the spirit body born from this ancient tree of life."

After listening to Zhao An's needs, Anya fell silent. If a robber breaks into his home and wants to take away all his savings, who will agree?

But the robber's butcher's knife is already on his neck. Does Anya dare to refuse? Can you refuse? The answer is no, she has no right to say 'no'.

After a long time, Anya said bitterly: "I understand. I just beg this master to return it one day. The Ancient Tree of Life is extremely important to the elves."

'Papa--'

Zhao An clapped, "Xixi Material Wei Junjie", he was very satisfied with Anya's awareness of current affairs.

"In two months, just take back the Ancient Tree of Life and the Spirit of Life from Falan Seven Towers."

"Of course, because you are very knowledgeable, I will give you a 'small' gift."

There was a clear snap of fingers, and Zhao An took out the soul belonging to Anya's sister An Qi that he had collected from the Lord of the Dark Tower, Sloan.

Then he learned the method that the Shadow of Time had used in front of him, and based on the information about An Qi's soul, the consciousness that was enough to cover the entire Ryuzinus continent was emitted, and it didn't take long to lock Angel's location.

Zhao An's perfect and slender hands turned into gold-plated dragon claws, tearing apart the space and slipping out of the confused An Qiti.

Looking at the sisters who were looking at each other in silence, Zhao An said lightly: "The reunion of the sisters is the reward I give you."

"Sloan, the Lord of the Falan Dark Tower, once took away your sister's soul and threatened her to find the life seed of the elves. You can ask for the specific details yourself."

"Now that Sloan is dead, your sister's soul falls into my hands. It's up to you whether to return the soul to her, or to use the soul to drive this purple-level eighth-level combat power."

Zhao An ignored the elf sisters who seemed to have a thousand words to say, and waved his hand towards the ancient tree of life in the center of Piaolanxuan, and the spirit of life was taken into his sleeve.

This trick of 'Pseudo - Universe in Sleeves' was learned from Dragon God Cannian in Douluo Star and Dragon Valley, and it is very convenient to use.

Just because others haven't taught it, doesn't mean you can't study it yourself. It would be great to create your own knowledge based on the expressiveness of the moves and your own abilities.

What's the point of sticking to the rules, so Mr. Zhao doesn't understand why Tang San didn't let go of the "Xuan Tian Bao Lu" when he ascended to the God King.

Spread "Xuan Tian Bao Lu" and let the geniuses of the Douluo God Realm introduce new ones. No matter how good they are, they can absorb the fruits of wisdom from all living beings and promote the evolution of "Xuan Tian Bao Lu".

A good Taoist practice method can make a pig become a spirit after ten thousand years of practice. After the Tang Buddha became a god for tens of thousands of years, his life was worse than that of a pig.

The 'natives' of the Douluo Universe are just like this, but the two time travelers, Tang San and Ji Dong, are also like this. They really lose the face of the time travellers.

After dispelling his daily contempt for Tang Buddha, Zhao An stood up and greeted the two women to leave.

"Sura, Li Sha, it seems that today is not the time to eat. Let's go."

"Yes!"

"Oh!"

The three of them walked towards the gate of Piaolanxuan. Anya, who had a higher emotional intelligence, said loudly: "My lord, it's not too late to leave after dinner."

Seeing that Zhao An did not respond, Anya said anxiously: "You have done nothing to repay our sisters for their great kindness. Please show mercy and let us sisters know the name of our benefactor."

Zhao An did not look back and continued walking without stopping, waving his hand very freely.

"The name is just a code name. If you must, call me 'Ying Long'."

When the figures of Zhao An and the others completely disappeared from sight, the eldest sister An Qi's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance.

Ever since her mother died and she came to the human world and was caught red-handed by the Dark Tower Master Sloan, Angel began to feel insecure.

As for Mr. Zhao's "golden thigh", there is no such shop in this village, so you must take the initiative to fight for it!

"Sister, please tell me how you met Master Yinglong." An Qi shook Anya's shoulders and urged.

Waibi Waibi... Waibi Babu.

Such and such...such and such.

The two sisters started chatting about Zhao An, and An Qi's soul was returned to her by Anya.

"Falan Seven Towers in two months? I will go with you then! The revival of our elven clan depends on Lord Yinglong!"

Mu Qiang's An Qi has decided to bet her future on Zhao An, along with her sister.

So what are the chips? Everything about the sisters!

……

After leaving Piaolanxuan, Zhao An and the three of them walked on the cold streets. The cold moonlight dragged the shadows of the three of them very long.

The cold wind blew by, and the yellowed leaves danced in the moonlight with the wind.

The slightest bit of coldness could not affect the three god-level experts. The lively and active Li Sha couldn't help but asked: "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Miss Black Phoenix, who looked like an aristocratic lady, rolled her eyes at Li Sha and reminded, "Your Majesty must have a deep meaning in doing this."

There is nothing shameful, Mr. Zhao's Yinglong vest has been reported to the Shadow of Time.

"I owe a favor to the ancestor of the Donglong Empire, the Shenlong King. Since ancient times, it has been the hardest to repay favors. It would be great to go see the 'Donglong Princess' when I have nothing to do and repay part of it."

Li Sha said "Oh", stopped talking and followed Zhao An closely. It is enough for her to follow the great sacred dragon Mianxia forever. No, now she is called 'Yinglong Mianxia'.

The three of them soon arrived at the residence of Seedorf, the Spear of Milan, where most of the purple-level powerful men from the Eight Sects of the Eastern Dragon were also here to protect the safety of their 'prince'.

In just a few months, Seedorf became more and more aged and his spirit dissipated. The three elements of energy, energy and spirit are intertwined. If one of them goes wrong, the other two will have no chance of survival.

Donglong Princess Li Haiyang has also become more and more taciturn. In recent days, she has even been too lazy to go to Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy, so she naturally has no chance to meet the son of destiny.

"Grandpa, seniors, let me die next spring."

"My existence is related to the survival of the Milan Empire. As long as I die, everything will return to normal."

The purple-level masters of the Eight Sects of Donglong began to persuade Li Haiyang that the life and death of the Milan Empire had nothing to do with them!

In other words, the head of the Qin Sect, despite his identity as the biological father of the Emperor of Milan, remained in the corner without saying a word.

One is the only royal bloodline of the Donglong Empire, and the other is his biological son. Being caught in the middle makes the leader of the Qin Sect very embarrassed.

Marshal Seedorf was extremely annoyed by this group of people. He slapped the table with his strong and powerful hands and yelled: "Stop talking!"

"Ocean, don't ever think of committing suicide again! Do you think that when the war reaches this point, those hungry wolves who are peering at Milan will retreat because of your death?"

"Many people died in Milan and them! Only when one party dies can hatred be washed away with blood!"

At this moment, three uninvited guests appeared in the bustling hall.

Mr. Zhao picked up a piece of fruit and took a bite. The crisp sound made everyone's eyes focus on Zhao An and the three of them.

"Who are you!"

"How did you get here!"

More than a dozen purple-level experts were so frightened that they appeared beside them silently, which meant that they could easily take away their lives.

The people of the Eighth Sect of Donglong stood up in a hurry, and guarded the Donglong Princess. They took out their fancy weapons and looked at Zhao An and the others cautiously.

Mr. Zhao swallowed the fruit in three gulps, burped rudely, took the tissue handed over by Miss Black Phoenix and wiped his mouth.

"I'm just going to eat your fruit. How can I become this kind of virtuous person?"

"You can call me 'Yinglong'. For some things, I owe you a favor to the ancestor of the Donglong Empire, the Shenlong King."

What the hell! Owe the Dragon King? Doesn't that mean that the man in front of me is a true god-level powerhouse? !

A trace of desire rose in their hearts, and everyone looked at Zhao An eagerly, wanting to exchange favors for the help of this true god.

"I feel relieved to see that the pure royal bloodline of the Donglong Empire is still alive and well. Then we will never see each other again!"

Zhao An, who had a bad taste, was about to leave, silently thinking three, two, one in his heart. Sure enough, Donglong Bazong, who beat the snake and followed the stick, came out to persuade him to stay.

"Senior, please stay!"

"Please ask senior to save the Donglong Empire!"

Mr. Zhao was sitting on the table in a very inconspicuous manner, with his legs crossed leisurely. Although his appearance was obviously extremely handsome, he gave people an unreliable impression of a slut.

"Small things are okay, but don't worry about anything too troublesome."

"The one I owe a favor to is the Eastern Divine Dragon clan, not the Donglong Empire that believes in the Eastern Divine Dragon."

Zhao An's words undoubtedly poured cold water on the people of Donglong Bazong and extinguished their wishful thinking.

Li Haiyang, who has a tendency to self-destruct, said sadly: "The Donglong Empire has been destroyed for ten thousand years. The surviving Donglong people are living well under the newly established order. What's the point of restoring the country?"

This made the old men and women of Donglong Bazong very angry.

"Shut up! The princess must not speak nonsense!" "Senior Yinglong, the princess is still young and does not know the importance of the matter. Please don't pay attention to what she says!"

Why did the Donglong Bazong fight for the Milan Empire? Isn’t it because of Emperor Milan’s promise of ‘victory in this battle to split half of the country and help restore the Donglong Empire’?

If they win, then they will be ‘ministers of Conglong’, with status, power, and wealth not to mention.

After fighting for half a year of war, Donglong Bazong, which suffered heavy losses, has become a red-eyed gambler, unwilling to pay without getting anything in return. This is the ‘sunk cost effect’.

Zhao An put his finger up to his mouth and said "shush" to silence everyone except Li Haiyang.

"No matter how big or small, I am talking to the royal family of the Donglong Empire, do I have anything to do with you?"

"So, Miss Li Haiyang, do you want to restore the Donglong Empire and then be used as a puppet queen by these greedy people?"

Mr. Zhao, who was happy to have fun and did not mind the trouble, directly exposed the filthiness of human nature in front of Li Haiyang and wanted to see what the Donglong Princess had to say.

Li Haiyang shook his head, his eloquent eyes filled with disappointment.

She knew that there was no goodwill without reason in the world. This was the case with the Eighth Eastern Dragon Sect, and the same was true with this senior Yinglong.

"Reporting to Senior Yinglong, I have no idea about power. I just want to ask you to prevent other countries from attacking Milan in the coming year so that the people can live well."

Zhao An said meaningfully: "You have no strength and no means. Kindness alone is not enough. Don't underestimate the ugliness of human nature."

"You are just a small cog in the times. You can't do anything in the face of the overwhelming trend."

"I can easily fulfill your request, but have you thought about the consequences? When the Donglong Empire is restored, will these people be satisfied with a small territory? Will the Emperor of Milan allow a dangerous neighbor around?"

"In ten years at most, a new war will inevitably break out. It is a territorial battle between the Milan Empire and the Donglong Empire. Other countries will never allow their former enemies to share their interests. It is a war that will annihilate the nation and genocide. Completely bury the last vitality of the Donglong Empire."

Such a heavy topic left the young Princess Donglong speechless. The other people in the hall were blushing anxiously, trying to fool the princess into not listening to the slander, but they couldn't say anything.

The clown-like dancing made Zhao An very bored, and his spiritual thoughts imprisoned their bodies.

"Have you thought about it? My time is precious."

Li Haiyang took a deep breath, and then said in a serious tone: "Senior Yinglong, I dare to ask you for one more thing. Please teach me how to be an emperor."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhao burst out laughing, "Interesting! So interesting!"

"Okay, I will comply with your request, and I look forward to your future!"

Zhao An sorted out the ruthless deeds of emperors in previous lives, such as the First Emperor, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, and Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty.

What? Yaoqing? Aren’t those eight wild boars that entered the customs?

Zhao An moved slightly and came to Li Haiyang, pointed a finger between her eyebrows, and transmitted the information.

While Princess Donglong was digesting her memory, Zhao An looked at the two maids and gave instructions.

"Sura, go to the Landias Empire and tell your father that no one is allowed to invade the Donglong Empire within ten years, otherwise they will become enemies of the Seven Towers of Falan."

"Li Sha, you go to the Orcs, Dwarves, and Goblins. They have the same ten-year agreement. If you want to break it, let them weigh it first to see if they can withstand the Dragon Clan's anger."

"Yes! I obey your will." The two women bowed and two magnificent divine lights illuminated the night sky, each completing their mission.

After a while, Princess Donglong opened her eyes. Those eyes were no longer timid at all, but sharp and domineering.

Zhao An commented lightly: "Nice eyes, I'm very satisfied."

"Only means without power is not enough. I will give you the power to enter the sub-god level for the first time to ensure your own safety."

The phantom of a sacred and extraordinary Yinglong occupies the sky of Milan City, and the stars, the bright moon, and the dark night all become the foil of Yinglong.

The golden beam descended and enveloped Princess Donglong. The girl's face corroded by dark magic became perfect, and Yinglong's true blood covered the legacy of the Shenlong clan.

Princess Donglong's hair turned into brilliant gold, her beautiful eyes turned into vertical pupils that only dragons can have, and delicate scales were born on her body.

The bones on her back made a heart-breaking sound, and the girl endured the intense pain without saying a word, welcoming her own transformation and rebirth.

Dragon wings were born from her back, and her bloodline power rivaled that of a priest, making her invincible in the mortal world.

At this moment, the world is so clear in the girl's eyes, every detail is visible, and the colors in the air are so magnificent.

"Thank you, Senior Yinglong, for your kindness!"

Princess Donglong gathered her wings, knelt in the void and respectfully bowed to Zhao An three times and kowtowed nine times.

Zhao An did not shy away from this and accepted it calmly.

"Remember, you only have a ten-year novice protection period. After that, the human nations, goblins, dwarves, elves, and orcs will become your whetstones."

"When you wipe out the continent of Dragon Knight Nus, I will give you the Dragon Clan and the Seven Falan Towers. The abyss world that once led to the demise of the Eastern Dragon Clan will become your new opponent."

"Then the grudge between you and me has been settled, let's say goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Long, who was flying over the city of Milan, disappeared, and Zhao An also tore apart the space and returned to Falan Seven Towers.

Princess Donglong stood up and fell to the ground, her eyes were shining brightly, and she murmured softly: "Have the grudges been cleared? But what I owe you cannot be repaid in my lifetime."

……

After personally creating a 'power monster' that combined the experience of all Chinese emperors, Zhao An also let go of a certain obsession. The breakthrough in his state of mind allowed Ying Long's true form to find an opportunity to break through to the God King.

Mother Demon King? Leave it to the future Empress Donglong to practice.

Returning to the Tower of Darkness, Zhao An breathed in the smell called 'loneliness' greedily, and then without hesitation, he took out the Zi Huang Tian Slayer Dragon's God's Table.

The luminous polyhedron lingering with the rules of destruction was integrated into the center of his eyebrows, and began to merge with the golden Yinglong divine throne. The realm of the God King was right in front of him!

When Zhao An was about to transform, the God of Time quietly came to the Tower of Darkness.

The God of Time circled around Zhao An a few times and exclaimed in wonder: "Hey, that's amazing~ It seems I came at the wrong time."

Based on her rank, she could naturally see Zhao An's state. She only needed time to fuse two dragon-type figures and use a huge amount of energy to be promoted to the God King.

Although she said she came at the wrong time, the God of Time had no intention of leaving. She sat on her throne of time, waiting for Zhao An to beg her.

The divine body walks the world in the appearance of a woman, and the mentality of the God of Time is naturally closer to that of a woman. It is instinct to be petty and hold grudges.

The Dragon God had beaten her back then, and not long ago the 'Dragon God's Dark Side' had asked her to pick up trash. All old and new grudges were being reckoned with, and now was the time for revenge!

Zhao An was speechless about this, and secretly cursed in his mind as a 'narrow-minded old woman who is pretending to be tender'.

When you are asking for help from others, it is not shameful to give in appropriately, and just redouble your efforts to regain your place in the future.

Mr. Zhao walked quickly behind the God of Time, rubbed her shoulders, and said kindly: "Why is it not the right time? You came at the right time. My ally."

The God of Time smiled at the corner of his eyes, pretended to be retching, and complained: "Tch, none of his words are sincere."

Damn it, you are a bad woman who is arguing for three points without reason, you are justified no matter what you say!

Two actors with excellent acting skills competed with each other, and their relationship became somewhat familiar with each other.

The God of Time shook his calf, opened his mouth and said softly: "Dragon God Dark Side, with your wisdom, you should have guessed the reason why I am here."

Zhao An nodded slightly, "Do you want enough divine power crystals from the God of Energy?"

It doesn't matter if you don't mention this, but the God of Time will get angry when you mention it.

I saw the bad woman pretending to be greatly wronged, and started to cry with tears in her eyes.

"Why is my life so miserable? You are such a big trouble. If you don't give me any benefits, just take things from me all day long."

"Oh, you don't know how much I have suffered because of you, and how much effort it took to convince those three guys of space, matter, and energy."

"I don't care, I don't care, you have to pay me back with interest from now on!"

Zhao An was unable to complain, so he pulled Sima's face and looked at the God of Time with dead fish eyes. This bad woman became more and more unreasonable as she spoke.

"彳庍口巴."

The God of Time raised his eyebrows, twisted Zhao An's waist and rotated it 720 degrees, and said angrily: "Don't be so perfunctory!"

"When I backstab space, you have to help me contain matter and energy!"

Zhao An cooperated and pretended to be in great pain, and said begging for mercy: "Okay, okay, I will listen to you!"

Little bitch! Just wait for me! When I advance to the half-step creation level, I have to let you know why the flowers are so red!

The God of Time loosened his grip on Zhao An's little hand, nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's pretty much it."

"My tool, Longyou! Accept the reward from the God of Time!"

The woman in the white dress took out a super-concentrated divine power crystal from her clothes, and after melting it, she could create more than a dozen first-level gods from scratch without any problem.

With so much pure divine power, even an energy god comparable to a perpetual motion machine would have a hard time gathering it together. This shows that there is a little bit of truth in the lies that the God of Time tells.

"Thank you, God of Time, for your grace~"

Zhao An thanked him perfunctorily, took the crystal of divine power from the hands of the God of Time, and said: "Your Majesty, the God of Time, you are a good person and will do your best to the end. I want you to help me practice!"

The fusion of the two godheads and the gathering of information about all the dragons in Emperor Qin's world require a huge amount of time.

If I were there, I could use Pin Xixi's version of time power to interfere. Yinglong's incarnation could only rely on the God of Time.

The woman curled her lips and said angrily: "I know that every time I see you, something bad will happen. Look, you know how to order me."

"That's all, I am the perfect god of time who combines beauty, kindness, gentleness, love, wisdom, and strength. I reluctantly agree to your request!" (End of this chapter)