God of Douluo Krypton Life System

late at night.

"Well, I finally sorted out all the tricks."

On the first floor of the hotel, Tang Ao stretched out and took a comfortable sip of tea, not worried about his identity being exposed at all.

The hotel he is currently in is not a regular one, but an exclusive preparation hotel for underground arenas.

Tang San and the others need to train in the seven-in-one martial soul fusion technique in the next few days, and he will participate in a life-and-death battle in the underground arena within these two days.

"Master, your competition has been arranged."

When Tang Ao was thinking this, the masked Jijue was holding a token to him.

Seeing this, Tang Ao, who was also wearing a mask, took the token away and walked towards the preparation area.

"You go back to your room and wait for me. If any unsighted guy wants to do something to you, just kill him directly. You're welcome."

"Understood, Master."

Jijue saluted respectfully and watched Tang Ao leave.

Although he didn't know why Tang Ao, who already had the cultivation of a titled Douluo, had to seal his own cultivation to cultivate other martial arts. This kind of cultivation method was really strange.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Haotian Sect has so many talented people.

After giving a random reason to answer this question, Jijue walked straight to Tang Ao's room.

"..."

After she signed the master-servant contract with Tang Ao, Tang Ao told the other party her identity.

However, some information has been "slightly processed and added."

Tang Ao, an outside disciple of the Haotian Sect, has three souls, the first soul is the Holy Demon Sword, and has the fifty-eighth soul king level; the second soul is the Haotian Hammer and the third soul, one of which has nine levels.

The other one didn't know the cultivation level of the eleventh-level titled Douluo.

That's right, it's the owner of the Three Lives Martial Spirit. This is the first time this has appeared on the mainland, and he is an absolutely evil person!

Therefore, it is a great honor for her to follow a master with such a terrifying talent. What else should she think about?

But not long after Jijue thought this, she finally stopped at the door of the room.

Because at this moment, in front of her, there were several big men with weapons in their hands at the door of Tang Ao's room, looking greedily at her figure.

"..."

"Beauty, how come I see these two brothers not saying a word? This makes us feel very boring."

"That's right, but since you are a beautiful woman, our brothers won't care about you. As long as you serve us well tonight, that's all."

"That's right, hahaha!"

While he was talking, the big men walked towards him in a swaggering manner, with evil smiles on their faces.

However, just when they got within two meters of Ji Jue, Ji Jue's figure suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already standing behind them, with his bare hands on the door handle.

"when?"

"she……"

Poof!

Before those big men realized what was happening, their bodies began to tremble violently. By the time they stopped trembling, their faces were already covered with blood.

His orifices were bleeding, his face was horrified, and he died immediately!

As for the corpses here, Ji Jue didn't care at all. She silently opened the room and walked in, leaving behind those guys who were hiding in the corridor and peeking with fear on their faces.

Gulu gulu.

Darling, the Seventh Ring Soul Saint is just a maid?

Who is the young master of a powerful force who can be treated with such respect by this maid?

At this moment, the people in the rest room of this underground arena reached a certain tacit understanding.

This pair of master and servant must not be messed with!

Tang Ao didn't know what happened to Jijue, but now he was walking onto the familiar yet unfamiliar arena in full view of everyone.

Familiar is the noisy atmosphere here.

What was unfamiliar was the arena in front of him that was stained red with blood, and the strong smell of blood that hit his nostrils.

In the arena here, life or death matters!

However, even so, there was no discomfort on Tang Ao's face, but he looked very expectant.

"Finally I can increase my kill points again. I hope the soul masters here can be more resistant to killing."