Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

You can search for the "Fiction Search System (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The flames are raging, and the heat is unbearable.

A wall of fire blocked the black riders in front of them, and a hot, high-temperature aura rushed toward them, with incredible fear in their eyes.

In just one face, more than 100 black horses, more than 80 died in this weird cyan flame, and nearly half of them lost their hands!

The flame flickered for a while, and then seemed to be exerted by an invisible powerful force, and the wall of fire opened to both sides, revealing the path that only one person could pass.

Yang Ming, who had changed his clothes, walked out boldly, like a king of flames, greeted by the arches of flames on both sides, and came to the black horses.

Under the light of the fire, an angular face reflected in everyone’s eyes, thick eyebrows, star-shaped eyes, high nose, tight lips, eyes like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with a breathtaking cold light, making people feel Palpitations!

At this moment, because of the use of the body of the flame demon, the spirit power in Yang Ming's body was almost exhausted, but he did not show it, his eyes scanned the black horses like a knife.

"Who are you guys anyway?"

The enemies he watched all shrank their eyes and took a step back subconsciously, not daring to look at him at all!

At this moment, they couldn't help but have a question in their minds:

"Is this a kid?"

"Don't tell me, are you?" Yang Ming lowered his head, gently stroking the lines on the mysterious sword, "Then, please go to death!"

Yang Ming suddenly raised his head, his pupils were filled with blood-colored pupils, and the three-gou jade writing wheel eyes spun rapidly, and the killing intent that had been suppressed for a long time broke out suddenly.

fast!

Fast!

Following the shadow of the ghost, Yang Ming is like a vigorous cheetah, with a streamlined body leaving a black shadow in the eyes of everyone, accompanied by a stern sword light blooming in the crowd, one by one with good heads flying away, and neck spray The splash of blood is like a spring.

Yang Ming stood holding a sword, his eyes cold.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue killing people, but because he can't.

In front of Yang Ming, a distinctive black rider appeared, dressed no different from others, except that he was wearing a black cloak, and purple hair combed out from under the black helmet and scattered on the skull-shaped shawl.

A wave of spirit power far stronger than the soul master and the great soul master floated from the man in front of him.

Soul Lord!

Soul Lord above level 30!

Three spirit rings appeared at the feet of the head of Heishui, two yellow and one purple!

Yellow represents a century-old spirit ring, and purple represents a thousand-year spirit ring!

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth. He didn't expect that the person who destroyed the village was led by a soul lord. Is this determined to kill everyone in the Holy Soul Village?

"Young man." The head of Heishui said with a cold voice through the black mask, "You can reach this level of strength at a young age. I have to say that you are the most potential person I have ever met. One."

"It's a pity that you will stop here. Collect money and help people eliminate disasters. Today, you will die here for me!"

A faint gleam flashed under Yang Ming's eyes, and the amount of information implicit in this sentence was huge.

"is it?"

Even in the face of desperation, Yang Ming did not give up in the slightest, and stepped forward.

"There are so many people who want to take my life, you are not the first, and definitely not the last!"

Although the spirit power in the body is almost exhausted, most of the skills that Yang Ming relies on do not need to consume soul power, but consume physical power. As long as the physical power is not exhausted, he still has the strength to fight!I read www.wkshu.com

Qinglian Sword Song!

In the astonished gaze of the head of Heishui, Yang Ming turned into a sword qi, and the five horses practiced sword light and slashed down!

After being surprised, the head of Heishui smiled slightly:

"Small bugs."

A yellow spirit ring suddenly lit up under his feet, and the purple hair draped on his shoulders suddenly stretched, covering the whole body, and the hair was flowing with a metallic color.

The next moment, Yang Ming's invincible sword energy fell on the purple hair, as if it was chopped on a hard metal, making a series of jingle and clanging sounds.

A dazzling fire flashed, and the purple hair was intact.

Sword Qi gathers and transforms people again.

Yang Ming fell behind the head of Heishui, looking at the other party unharmed, his heart jumped for no reason, and a sense of anxiety surged over his head.

"how come……"

The hair covering the black armor was shortened back and restored to its original appearance. The head of the black water turned around leisurely, his voice was cold and impurity-free.

"My martial spirit is Maojian Hedgehog. With the spirit abilities I specially collected, it can be described as an offensive and defensive one. Young man, you have no chance of winning at all. Just catch it!

Head Heishui raised his right hand and extended his index finger.

Upon seeing this, Yang Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, he instinctively felt something was wrong, and the alarm bell rang in his mind.

Yang Ming believed that it came from an instinctive warning and rolled over without hesitation.

"laugh!"

An invisible sharp sense of sword-like air brushed across Yang Ming's face, scratching his face, leaving a long oblique blood mark on his face, and then falling on the sandy ground, directly piercing a hole with a big finger hole. .

Looking at the hole on the ground, Yang Ming was faintly afraid. If he was hit by the opponent just now, his head would be penetrated.

and many more!

Refers to the big hole?

Yang Ming's face sank, his eyes filled with thunderous anger, staring at the head of Heishui coldly, and said:

"It's you who hurt my grandpa?"

"Heh. Are you saying that the old man is not dead?" Seeing that Yang Ming had escaped by chance, Head Heishui chuckled, "Why, he is not dead yet? This shouldn't be. It seems that I'm still too kind. It should pierce his heart with one finger."

"Why." Yang Ming held the hilt tightly, his body was filled with depression-like depression, "He is obviously just an ordinary old man who has not done anything bad, and what he yearns most in his life is to see the village. The younger generation can walk out of the Holy Soul Village with promise, why, do you want to treat him like that?"

"why?"

Head Heishui sneered. This time he didn't mean anything. While the second yellow spirit ring under his feet lit up, he raised his hands, pointed his ten fingers at Yang Ming, and shot out invisible and sharp hair swords.

"If I want him to die, he will die for me. It's that simple."

The second spirit ring of the head of Heishui was to hunt down the cannibal chameleon that Yang Ming had met in the hunting forest at the beginning, and obtain the soul ability to change color.

The soul ability changes color, it can change into the same color as the surrounding environment, it seems useless.

But if he cooperates with the Martial Spirit Hair Sword Hedgehog of the head of Heishui, the hair that grows from any part of his body can be turned into a sharp sword, which is quite sharp.

Although the head of Heishui didn't know that the villain died of talking, he didn't open his mouth to expose his soul skills. He only spoke of the spirit of martial arts and the bewildering attack posture, which interfered with Yang Ming's judgment!