Douluo: Take the little brother Tang San at the beginning!

The two arrived at the fourth floor of the Tower of Death. Ye Pingping couldn't help but pray, hoping that this was the last floor and that she had had enough of the torture here.After going down the stairs, we found the same hall, and in the middle of the hall stood a sickle exactly like the one in An Dong's hand.

"Death Scythe?"

A burst of gray-white smoke appeared. When the smoke dissipated, an old man appeared: "Long time no see, little guy."

Is it the God of Death?An Dong thought to himself, after all, his voice was exactly the same as the voice of the God of Death.

"The last time we met, it was you two little guys. This time, it was you two who passed the test and reached the fourth level. This may be a kind of fate. Let me introduce myself. I am the soul of Death Scythe."

"There are two death scythes?" An Dong couldn't help but ask.

The old man shook his head: "The one in your hand is the Death Scythe, but it has no soul."

"No soul?" An Dong couldn't help but ask.

"To be precise, its soul is me." As he spoke, the old man pointed to the death sickle beside him, and then to himself.He continued: "Could it be that you think that the Death Scythe, as an artifact, has no other abilities besides being sharp and tough?"

An Dong couldn't help but be stunned. Yes, this Death Scythe is an artifact after all. Shouldn't all artifacts be able to destroy the world?

"It won't be enough to destroy the world, at least you won't be able to exert such a powerful force."

"Can you hear what I'm thinking?"

The old man shook his head and nodded: "To be precise, it can hear it." As he said that, the old man pointed to the death sickle in An Dong's hand.

The Death Scythe couldn't help but start to tremble, as if it was excited to see his own soul.

"It has long been integrated with you." An Dong nodded. He could feel that this death sickle was connected by blood to him.

"Actually, this fourth level test of the Tower of Death is for you. Normally, you can only pass the first three tests of the God of Death."

"Then, how many floors does this Tower of Death have?" An Dong couldn't help but ask.

"There are nine levels in total, also called the Nine Tests of the God of Death. If you pass the test, you can obtain the godhead of the God of Death."

"Then why is the fourth floor open to me?"

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Because the reward for the fourth level is the soul of the Death Scythe."

An Dong nodded and understood the reason. Only the Death Scythe and the Soul of the Death Scythe can maximize the strength of the Death Scythe.

"Then, what if someone else, such as Ye Pingping, passes the fourth level test?" An Dong asked doubtfully.

"As I said, this is specially opened for you. The tests at each level are different. Because you have the death scythe and are recognized by the death, so the fourth level will become the soul of the death scythe. And this Ye Pingping simply cannot pass the Nine Death Examinations."

"Why?" An Dong and Ye Pingping asked at the same time.

The old man smiled and said: "You shouldn't come here. Your aura makes the God of Death very disgusted. You should pass the nine tests of God Begonia."

An Dong and Ye Pingping looked at each other. It turned out that there was more than one god in this world, the God of Death.

All along, An Dong thought that the God of Death was a powerful Titled Douluo, or an Extreme Douluo.The death scythe was his weapon. He never expected that there really was a god.

"Okay, now, accept the test on the fourth floor of the Tower of Death. If you fail the test, you will really die." After saying that, the old man raised his sickle and waved it gently to his side.

I saw a deep hole in the hard ground.An Dong was afraid that he might scratch the next layer.

If An Dong used the Death Scythe before, he used the sword technique he learned from Sword Douluo Chenxin.Although there are some things to think about, it is still swordsmanship after all.

At this time, the sickle used by the old man had the power to open and close, powerful enough to conquer mountains and rivers.

The swordsmanship taught by Chen Xin focuses on focus and point killing.The old man's sickle is more suitable for strangulation among thousands of armies.

Wherever the sickle passed, it seemed as if the air was split in two.

The more An Dong fought, the more frightened he became, knowing that with his current level of cultivation, he was absolutely invincible.

His feet stumbled, and he released his clone to block it, while he used his invisibility skill to hide on his side.

Unexpectedly, the old man had no intention of being on guard and spun rapidly, the sword energy from countless sickles filling the entire hall.An Dong was instantly knocked out of the invisible state.

"Look at the sword, Death Chasm." Despite his age, the old man's physical fitness is far beyond that of young people. He jumped up and was seven or eight meters high. If it were not for the restrictions in the main hall, I am afraid that this jump would have It can reach more than ten meters.

The old man's body rotated vertically in the air at high speed, and struck down with a sickle. The sharp gray-white sword energy mixed with a whistling sound split the ground and went straight to Andong.

"Group invincibility." An Dong quickly released his invincibility skills to dodge the blow.You know, with An Dong's current ability, if he resists forcefully, he may be split into two pieces in an instant.

"Reaper's Domain, Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul True Body." An Dong shouted, opening the domain, and gathering arrogant energy.

"Yes, yes, you can actually break through the void. In time, I'm afraid you will be able to travel freely between the immortal and human worlds." The old man laughed loudly, stretched out a palm, palm upward: "Here." He shouted loudly, and then The palm turned into a fist, and the broken void was forcefully closed by the old man.

And An Dong was also injured and fell to the ground.

"Is it just that?" an old voice sounded: "If that's the case, you will die here today." The old man said as he swung his knife.

An Dong was already exhausted, but he didn't dare to rest and quickly released his sixth soul skill: Shadow Sneak Attack.An Dong instantly shrank into his own shadow.

The shadow seemed to be pulled, running towards the old man.At the same time, in this state, An Dong was immune to any attack.

The old man saw the shadow coming, and he knew very well that being stuck by this shadow was not a good thing.

I saw him kicking his right leg and falling back several meters in an instant.

An Dong controlled the shadow, and Naken gave up. The shadow was pulled into a long strip, and he struggled to catch up.

Seeing that he was about to approach the old man, the old man jumped again and instantly grabbed a pillar in mid-air.

The shadow climbed along the pillar and continued to chase. The old man jumped again, quickly left the pillar and ran away.

If we talk about the weakness of Andong's sixth soul skill, it is that it can only slide against objects. If it can fly directly, it is not impossible, but it consumes a lot of soul power.

But An Dong didn't have so much soul power to consume at this time.

Gradually, An Dong's soul power was exhausted and he emerged from the shadow.His forehead couldn't help but be covered with sweat.

"You have no soul power? You are too weak. If you want to be in charge of the Death Scythe, you are not worthy."