Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Seeing that his proud soul abilities were extinguished by Yang Ming's finger, Ma Junhong's fat face was suffocated with purple and blue. For him, the proud man of heaven, it was like a foot on his face, and it was ruthless. Twisted hard!

"I don't believe it, it's not true, it must be an illusion!"

As if to explain the scene before him, and as if to cheer himself up, after Ma Junhong took a deep breath, the second spirit ring suddenly lit under his feet.

"boom!"

With a burst of opening, violent purple fireworks blazed from Ma Junhong's body. This flame was not as domineering as Qinglian's heart fire, and did not burn Ma Junhong's clothes completely, but just covering the whole body, it also caused Ma Junhong's whole body is extraordinary.

Ma Jun's red eyes spit out extremely angry fire, and he was dressed in purple flames, coupled with the flames in his mouth, setting off him like the god of fire descending into the world, majestic and majestic!

Tang San squeezed his brows into the shape of Sichuan, faintly feeling a little headache.

Before, Yang Ming's martial soul was his nemesis, so forget it. I didn't expect to encounter another nemesis in Shrek Academy. How did this make him live?

Tang San lowered his head, looked at his left hand, and said in his heart:

"It seems that it is time to find a way to exercise the martial soul in my left hand."

Relying on being able to fly in the sky, Ma Junhong put his hands around his chest, staring at Yang Ming condescendingly, with an arrogant face, and said:

"Lao Tzu's Martial Spirit is one of the best evil fire phoenixes in the world. Since I awakened the Martial Spirit, I have never failed once. The kid below, please listen to me. If you are obedient to accompany Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will do it later. It’s not that painful for you to lose!"

It seems that Ma Junhong is very confident in his state.

But I have to say that Wuhun Xiehuo Phoenix can indeed be regarded as a world-class Wuhun.

However, Ma Junhong can only be blamed for bad luck and confronted Yang Ming.

Listening to Ma Junhong's wild words, Yang Ming shook his head and said:

"It seems that you didn't listen to what I just said."

"I said, you can pretend to be better than them, pretend to me and kill you!"

Ma Junhong's face changed slightly. He always thought that he was already very arrogant, but he didn't expect to meet someone who was even more arrogant than him!

"you wanna die!"

Ma Junhong's arms shook, as if a fighter jet dived down, and the long tongue of flame from his mouth swept from top to bottom, carrying a scorching gust of wind.

If you change to someone else, you might feel a headache for Ma Junhong's type of spirit master.

Ma Junhong is covered with purple flames, it is not easy to break the defense, even if it will cause him to be damaged by the flames, and Ma Junhong can fly in the sky and can support a battle of kite-flying strategy.

In the face of Ma Junhong's offense, Yang Ming was just a pity, and he had to change another outfit he had just changed.

As soon as his thoughts turned, the deep Wannian Soul under his feet circulated brightly.

Ten thousand year spirit rings are also divided into levels. The difference between a spirit ring obtained by killing a ten thousand year spirit beast and a spirit ring obtained by killing a 90 thousand year spirit beast is like the height difference between a small hill and Mount Tai. .

Ragnaros, the king of the flame demon, who was the ruler of World of Warcraft, was obviously weakened when he merged into the Douluo World, but his strength was only second to the 100,000-year spirit ring.

The ashes produced by the burning of the cloth floated in the air. In Ma Junhong’s horrified gaze, Yang Ming was wrapped in the cyan fireworks like him, and then his body inflated like an inflated balloon, and suddenly passed over his head. Formed a huge monster more than twenty meters high.

In front of the King of Flame Demon, Ma Junhong was as small as a large cockroach, feeling the faint fear of the Evil Fire Phoenix, his face was dumbfounded.

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Ma Junhong didn't believe in evil, and his tongue of flame was as slender as a straw in front of the King of Flame Demon, and it landed on Yang Ming's body without even a single spark.

Yang Ming slapped the past without hesitation, as easily as slapped an annoying fly.

The huge palm cover like a canopy was pressed down, and a huge black shadow enveloped Ma Junhong. He was horrified by the birth of a Buddha and two Buddhas and ascended to heaven. He wished to lose weight quickly.

With flapping his arms and long feathers, Ma Junhong hoped to escape.

It's a pity that he was too fat after all, slowed a lot, and was slapped to the ground by Yang Ming.

boom!

With a sudden roar, both Tang San and Xiao Wu hurriedly covered their ears, otherwise they would definitely hurt their eardrums.

A human-shaped pothole was smashed into the ground. It was not very deep. After all, Yang Ming and Ma Junhong had no grudges yesterday. They were just a dispute over a quarrel.

But even though Yang Ming was merciful, Ma Junhong was lying in a human-shaped pothole, still feeling that the bones all over his body had been smashed, and no place was painless.

It is said that women are made of water, and you can never guess what a woman is thinking.

Just now Cuihua was arguing with Ma Junhong to break up. At this moment, seeing Ma Junhong's life or death unknown, she rushed up with tears in her eyes.

Cuihua pushed aside the dust on Ma Junhong's face, and when she saw him winking at herself as if in a mischief, she didn't have the intention to quarrel, just said with concern:

"Ma Junhong, how are you?"

Ma Junhong wanted to stand up, but the muscles all over his body didn't listen. Even the little brother he was most proud of didn't even react at all. He cried out of fear and said:

"Cuihua, I feel like I'm going to die, or else, before I'm dying, would you give me one more time?"

This is...you must love when you die?

Yang Ming just changed his clothes and came over, his face turned black when he heard this.

How could a village girl like Cuihua bear Ma Junhong's slurs, her face flushed, and seeing Yang Ming coming, she was like finding the savior, and said anxiously:

"Don't hurt Ma Junhong. Actually, he is a good man, but I can't stand him a little bit."

"Of course I know this." Yang Ming said lightly: "Otherwise, he would have been slapped to death by me just now."

Ma Junhong closed his eyes and secretly said:

Forget it, let me die. It's all about being beaten to death. I was slapped to death by someone. I can't afford to lose this person!

With all kinds of thoughts in her heart, Ma Junhong's eyelids trembled slightly, obviously eavesdropping on Yang Ming's conversation.

Yang Ming put aside the entanglement of Cuihua, kicked Ma Junhong's arm with his feet, and said:

"Don't pretend to be dead, I'll just ask you, do you want to live?"

"miss you."

"Well, you call me grandpa to listen."

"grandfather."

Everyone was shocked, but he didn't expect Ma Junhong to be so shameless.

Ma Junhong raised his eyelids, saw other people's uncontrollable expressions, curled his lips and said:

"Have you never heard that it's better to die than to live?"