Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Equivalent to the size of a room!

Originally, the master thought that the Twenty-Four Bridge Mingyue Ye belt named by Tang Sangang was very good, with a storage space of 24 cubic meters, and even praised Haikou, calling it the top soul guide, which was unique in storage space.

Now, looking at the Youhaina Ring in Yang Ming's hand, I know what it means to be someone outside of a person. There is a mountain outside the mountain. The master feels a fiery pain on his face, not very embarrassed.

Not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing goods!

Compared with the 100 cubic meters of Youhaina Ring, the storage space of Twenty-Four Bridge Mingyueye is not very noticeable.

In order to take care of the master's face, Yang Ming didn't mention the unique soul-binding function of the high-level Na Jie. Otherwise, after the master listened, he would have to look up in front of the younger Yang Ming.

He can't afford to lose this person!

Inside the carriage, the sudden silence fell, no longer the excitement.

The master shut up and didn't ask about Youhaina Ring in detail, because this was already Yang Ming's own secret.

It's just that, every time I glanced at this beautiful Na Jie from the corner of his eyes, the master, like the Matthew Nuo Great Spirit Master in the Spirit Hall before, used his brain subconsciously and began to think about it:

"Sacred Soul Village... Soul Sage... Xiao San's father Tang Hao... the exquisite Soul Guidance Device in Yang Ming's hand... Hiss... Could it be said that there is a shocking secret in the Holy Soul Village?

The master was almost stunned by his own brain hole. The look in Yang Ming's eyes had changed, and he no longer looked at the eyes of the junior, but looked at the children of a certain family.

Yang Ming naturally didn't know what the master was thinking. After binding the soul brand of the Youhaina Ring, it was worn on the thumb of his right hand, let alone, it was quite appropriate.

Looking at Youhaina Ring on his thumb, Yang Ming's eyes were a little different.

"When will I be as good as the king of the undead, Ainzurgon, with ten fingers full of rings?"

No words all the way.

The distance of four hundred miles is not long, not short, and trapped by the current backwardness of transportation, Yang Ming and his party set off from the morning until noon the next day before finally reaching their destination.

Hunting the forest.

If there is no demand, there will be no buying and selling. Because there is a large amount of rigid demand for spirit beasts, a market has already been established outside the forest.

On the simple road paved with cobblestones and gravel, pedestrians in various dresses come and go, businesses on both sides of the road are deformed and prosperous, hotels, restaurants, nightingale shops, medical centers, weapons shops, armor shops, and various shops Row upon row, provide a variety of services.

Someone once joked that outside the hunting forest, you can easily find the strongest wine and the hottest woman.

"There is a warrant to form a team to hunt down a century-old soul beast, and the five-person team is missing one out of four, so come to assist.

"Bring the newcomer into a team, get on the car quickly, ten gold coins per person, no bargaining!"

"Purchase the distribution map of the soul beast, the price is good to discuss."

All kinds of information converge here, forming a gathering place for material exchange and information exchange.

Yang Ming was walking on the street, listening to the yelling from time to time in his ear, he suddenly had a ridiculous illusion, did he enter some domestic inferior online game?Novel Baby Novel Network www.xiaoshuowa.com

At this time, should I yell:

"Hello everyone, I'm Zha Zhahui, the new version of the ship that Jie Si Li has never saved. I need to experience three times of bells. Liza will be like me and love the festival game. The legend of Jie Wan, come as a brother Cut me."

When thinking of something interesting, Yang Ming couldn't help but tick the corner of his mouth.

Yang Ming followed behind the master, but didn't notice that there were two small tails hanging 100 meters away behind him.

The two tattooed men looked at the direction Yang Ming was heading, and communicated in a low voice:

"Unexpectedly, this kid was so young that he would hunt and kill spirit beasts so quickly to obtain spirit rings. It seems that his talent is not bad."

"Whether his talent is good or not, he is dead anyway! The blame can only be blamed, he is the offspring of the organized traitor!"

When the two tattooed men walked, there was no sound of footsteps, as if they were weightless and light.

The master took Yang Ming and Tang San all the way to the depths of the market, and at the same time explained to them:

"Soul beasts are not as easy to hunt as you think. Some naturally powerful soul beasts still have a strong offensive power even if they have not cultivated for a long time."

"Therefore, when most people come here to hunt soul beasts, they will choose to form a group. Everyone will hug each other to keep warm and make up for each other's shortcomings. This will not only have a higher chance of hunting soul beasts, but also provide more protection. Sometimes, the most sinister thing is not the soul beast, but the human heart."

"Fortunately, what we are going to hunt this time is only a hundred-year-old soul beast. With me taking care of it, as long as I don't provoke a too strong soul beast, there will be basically no problem."

With their words and deeds, the three walked through the buildings and out of the market.

What you see is a hundred-year-old tree. The thick trunk is at least as thick as six people. The crown of the tree rises straight into the sky, and the dense and prosperous branches and leaves are staggered and vertical, covering the entire sky, and the sun can only come from between the branches. Through the leaf gap, the broken light spot projected on the ground.

On the periphery of the forest, there is a huge steel fence. The fence is more than ten meters high and looks extremely solid, facing the forest side, exposing a lot of spikes to prevent the spirit beasts in the forest from rushing out.

Outside the fence, there are also a group of soldiers, with a hundred men as a pair. They are dressed in fine iron armor and armed with long spears. They are rigorously equipped. They step on military steps and patrol the surroundings back and forth. This kind of murderous air, obviously, they are all elite soldiers with a hundred battles, with very strong strength, not a display.

When the three of Yang Ming approached, a group of soldiers approached in neat military steps.

"The comer stopped, please show your warrant."

The master took the opportunity to turn around and explained to Yang Ming's Tang San:

"The soul hunting forest in the national captivity is not accessible to anyone. Only soul masters who have obtained a warrant from the Spirit Hall are eligible to enter the hunting forest to hunt soul beasts."

As he said, the master took out a warrant. The dark one did not know what material it was. The pattern on the top was made up of three graphics. In the center was a sharp sword with the tip downwards. A hammer and a monster.

This is the third-class warrant of Wuhun Hall.

The soldier took the warrant and recognized it at a glance. His stern face showed a look of respect. He held the warrant in both hands and returned it to the master, and raised his hand to signal the soldiers to leave a road and let the three of Yang Ming enter.

Soon after Yang Ming's trio left, the tattoo duo followed.

Surprisingly, what they took out was also the third-class warrant of Wuhun Palace.

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