Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

A circle of golden rings revealing a strange black light erupted from the core magic circle in the banner of the Holy Spirit, with great momentum, but did not destroy anything along the way.

The golden ring went straight through the wooden table, wrench, toolbox, etc., without pushing it a little, but blasted the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower into the air.

The soul-shaking bell shook violently a few times, and a chime sounded in return.

Ye Nanxiao clearly saw that on the Holy Spirit flag, the sequence of core arrays that had been dismantled was flashing violently, like an alarm.

"Sending a signal?" Xiaoye No. [-] waved up four scouts, blocking the transmission of the signal.

"Is that the thing? That's the core?" Ye Nanxiao stretched out his hand to block the intrusion of the strong light.

Xiaoye No. [-] silently put on a pair of sunglasses, the frost on her fingertips changed its shape, rang the soul-shocking bell, and looked at Ye Nanxiao.

Ye Nanxiao raised his hand to summon the Illusory Prison Tower of the Spirit God, which was knocked to the corner, and hovered over the head of No. [-] Xiaoye.

The Tower of Spirit God Illusionary Prison was spinning, and the bottom four floors exuded a strong gray-blue light. Upon closer inspection, there were evil ghosts roaring. It was obvious that it was very uncomfortable to be attacked just now.

Under the protection of the Imaginary Prison Tower of the Spiritual God, Xiaoye No. [-] slowly approached the Holy Spirit Banner, and was about to reach out to decipher and dismantle the core array sequence emitting strong light.

The Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower suddenly flew directly above the Holy Spirit Banner, and the bottom of the tower was facing the shocking core array sequence, and a strong suction force erupted from the tower.

The continuous burst of light from the Holy Spirit Banner turned into a straight line, which was sucked into the tower by the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower.

"Weng!" The Lingshen Illusory Prison Tower let out a short whistle, as if expressing its anger.

"Dang!" The soul-shaking clock turned slightly, as if facing the tower of the imaginary prison of the spirit god.

"Among the soul magic taught by Mr. Yi, he didn't teach how to make soul weapons generate intelligence. What did you do?" Xiaoye No. [-] also stopped what he was doing, and turned to look at Ye Nanxiao.

Ye Nanxiao shrugged, "You are my clone, if you don't know, how would I know?"

The memories of the two are shared, and they are both in the state of you and me under the tree.

Xiaoye No. [-] scratched his head, then focused again, and quickly deciphered the core array sequence on the flag.

Ye Nanxiao looked at the bells and towers that were competing with each other with great interest. Elder Yi only taught him the magic that can condense and use soul weapons. He never said that soul weapons would give birth to weak consciousness.

Could it be that these two little guys have automatically become smart?

It's not impossible, after all, there are no guards with sickles and hammers here.

But anyway, the wool came from the sheep, and his two soul weapons gave birth to wisdom. As the master creator, why didn't he know anything?

While Ye Nanxiao was thinking hard, Xiaoye No. [-] had already removed the core array sequence.

After dismantling the core array sequence, the Holy Spirit Banner suddenly made a sound of firewood being extinguished.

The golden ring that had been bursting out also disappeared.

"Ontology, come and see what this is, we don't seem to have talked about such a weird thing!" Xiaoye No. [-] shouted.

Ye Nanxiao leaned over to take a look, and saw a small piece of stone like a glass emerald, quietly embedded in it.

The stone flakes are only the size of a fingernail, exuding a faint gleam, with an inexplicable alluring beauty.

Two dots of golden light lit up in Ye Nanxiao's eyes, and he looked carefully at the flake of stone. The foggy gas inside was still flowing, like a cloud.

"This thing looks like cloud crystal, but it's definitely not that small." Ye Nanxiao looked at it for a long time, and found that the rare metal guide in his mind couldn't recognize the thing in front of him.

"The illustrated book of rare metals was torn by you. Could it be that this is a brand new rare metal that has not yet been included and discovered?" Xiaoye No. [-] put Yu Guang on both hands, and was about to pick up the piece of stone.

"Wait a minute, since it's something from the Holy Spirit Cult, it's likely that Ye Xishui made it. Except for her unsolvable soul tool, there shouldn't be any rare metals on the mainland that we don't know." Ye Nanxiao said seriously.

He has studied abroad in the two great empires of Xingluo and Sun and Moon, and they are both empires with the highest technological strength in soul tools. Ye Nanxiao said without exaggeration that there is no rare metal that he does not know.

"Hmm..." Xiao Ye No. [-]'s eyes suddenly became hot, as if Ye Nanxiao had seen a rare and rare metal.

Ye Nanxiao's eyes turned into dead fish eyes. He knew himself too well, and when he faced the piece of stone, he also felt a little desperate for death.

"You go out, I'll get it!" No. [-] Xiaoye said bluntly.

Ye Nanxiao: "..."

How can I have such a big temper?

Ye Nanxiao really wanted to show the majesty of himself as the main body, but under the death gaze of Xiaoye No. [-] in the red-eyed state, he still chose Congxin.

For research, it must be rigorous, and irrelevant personnel need to leave.

Ye Nanxiao silently dragged the remaining evil soul masters, and started working with the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower.

Ye Nanxiao took out the souls of the evil soul masters who looked like dead dogs and threw them into the Tower of Spirit God Illusionary Prison for interrogation. Ye Nanxiao began to think carefully about the function of this small tower.

"Spirit Tower, Spirit Tower, tell me, who is your father?" Ye Nanxiao asked the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower floating in front of him.

The Spiritual God Illusory Prison Tower turned slightly, and then stuck to Ye Nanxiao's shoulder.

Ye Nanxiao could vaguely feel the answer from the Imaginary Prison Tower of the Spiritual God. He was its creator and master.

"It's weird, I have to ask Elder Yi when I go back, why the Soul Shaking Bell and the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower have a meager consciousness." Ye Nanxiao put the Spirit God Illusory Prison Tower in his hand and played with it.