Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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A crescent moon crossed the delicate turret, casting a dim yellow light inside the high wall.

The palaces in the Tiandou Palace looked mysterious and quiet. From a distance, the crimson palaces seemed to be inlaid on the ground, revealing glazed tile roofs, just like golden islands.

At this time, Yang Ming had already changed his outfit, with a black robe and a red evil ghost mask. It was the vest of the blasting gang leader that hadn't appeared for many days.

With the help of the kaleidoscope writing wheel blurring, Yang Ming was able to freely shuttle between the palaces and smoothly avoid the tightly patrolled imperial army.

It has to be said that as the core of the power of the Tiandou Empire, the more you go in, the more shocked Yang Ming is. The number of soul masters he sees now is no less than a hundred, and there are many soul sect soul king levels. The soul masters are mingled in the Forbidden Army.

The more advanced the soul master, the diversified use of soul power.

These spirit masters used their spirit power to sweep around, and once they noticed something strange, they would issue warnings to others.

If there really is a small thief who wants to forcefully break into the palace, not to mention avoiding the imperial army composed of ordinary people, but also avoiding the soul search like a net of heaven and earth, it is definitely not an easy task.

Fortunately, these soul power searches are only on the road and will never penetrate the palace, so it also gives Yang Ming a chance to breathe.

Yang Ming didn't know which palace he had entered, anyway, most of them looked inferior to him.

However, this time, he found that the palace he entered was different from any of the previous ones. If he insisted, it was that it was more luxurious!

I saw the sandalwood on the top of the palace as the beam, the crystal jade as the lamp, the pearl as the curtain, and Fan Jin as the pillar base, and the six-foot-wide agarwood bed was hung with a shark scorpion tent, and the tent was embroidered with silver beads and silver thread. Begonia flowers, the wind is swaying, like a sea of ​​falling clouds.

The couch is set with sapphire pillows, covered with soft silkworm ice stilettos, and folded with jade belts.

A huge moon bead hung on the top of the treasure in the palace, shining like a bright moon.

The ground is covered with white jade, with golden beads embedded in it, and the ground is a lotus, which blossoms like a five-stem lotus. The petals are fresh and exquisite, and even the stamens are delicate and identifiable. When you step on barefoot, you only feel warm and moist. , As straight as a jade lotus step by step.

Yang Ming's body was hidden in the wall by virtue of his imagining ability, and a kaleidoscope of writing round eyes emerged from the wall. It was amazed to see. Such an ingenious design turned out to be just a palace. Do you dare to believe it?

Of course, Yang Ming didn't know that his current appearance was enough to make a horror movie.

At this time, the door of the bedroom opened and a middle-aged man walked in.

He is extremely burly, wearing golden armor, his complexion is very majestic, and he exudes great pressure. From the aura, he is definitely not a general, and there is a royal atmosphere between Gu and Pan.

It's just that the years are not forgiving. His beard and hair are dyed white, and his eyes are full of lunar calendars. Ordinary people don't dare to look at him at all, because his gaze carries a look of disdain for the heroes.

From this person, there is nothing that makes people unable to associate with words such as "ageing", "weakness", and "senility". From the perspective of his physical strength, he is probably stronger than Zao Wou-ki when he was young.

Yang Ming's eyes were thoughtful. In such a luxurious palace and a man with such an atmosphere, he had already guessed who this person was.

The highest authority in the Heaven Dou Empire, the Great Xue Ye!

Only this man can control such a majestic attitude.

Emperor Xue Ye is very sensitive, or in other words, his intuition is very sensitive, even if Yang Ming observes him very vaguely, he still noticed that someone was peeping at him in secret.

"Who is there?"

Emperor Xue Ye turned his head abruptly, Yang Ming was all over his body, and the kaleidoscope that appeared on the wall suddenly retracted. Emperor Xue Ye only saw a smooth wall. Where did he see anyone?8090 Chinese www.8090zw.com

Yang Ming patted his chest and secretly said something dangerous.

These people who stand at the pinnacle of power are not the general generation.

Even if the strength of Xueye Great is not too strong, but this intuition alone is enough to make people praiseworthy.

"Strange."

The emperor Xue Ye's eyes condensed, his body tense subconsciously, and his steps moved towards the entrance of the palace.

In this fierceness, he can be guaranteed to open the door at any time, and outside the door, there is a carefully selected imperial palace guard, not to mention, there is a Contra hiding in the dark to protect him.

However, Emperor Xue Ye looked at the wall where Yang Ming was hiding with piercing eyes. He didn't notice it for a long time, and said secretly:

"Is it my illusion?"

Just when Yang Ming thought that Emperor Xue Ye would dispel his doubts, Emperor Xue Ye suddenly issued a signal.

This is a whistle, one long and one short, only the imperial army who protects the emperor Xue Ye knows what it means.

In an instant, the door to the palace suddenly opened, and the two imperial soldiers who reached the level of the soul sage, the soul sage rippled with the majestic soul power, according to the instructions of the emperor Xueye, the rhythmic deep soul ring under his feet bloomed with splendor, and the terrifying spirit of the martial arts was instantly Come.

A spear cast by thunderbolt shot out, breaking through the sound barrier at speed, and directly pierced into the wall amidst the terrifying screaming sound.

boom!

Where can the fragile wall stand the blow of a soul saint?

In the next instant, accompanied by a rumbling sound, rubble flew across and smoke filled.

At the same time, unknown plants burrowed out of the ground, and the condensed vines were as thick as an adult's arm, and countless vines danced like octopus tentacles.

unfortunately,

Before their blow came, Yang Ming had already noticed something was wrong, stepped out of the wall first, and hid in the space of the kaleidoscope writing wheel with his might.

When all the dust settled, Emperor Xue Ye looked at the broken wall, frowning and twisting into the shape of Sichuan.

"Could it be my illusion just now?"

Although there was no corpse in the same place, there was a deep anxiety in the heart of Emperor Xue Ye, and he did not know why this feeling occurred.

He rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh of relief.

Others only saw that he was in charge of the Heaven Dou Empire, and his appearance looked infinitely beautiful, but they didn't know that he shouldered the expectations and destiny of countless people on his shoulders. Every step he took was walking on thin ice, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Emperor Xueye waved his hand and asked the imperial army under him to clean up here. After this incident, he did not intend to stay here overnight. After all, the walls had collapsed. Should he expose his sleep to others?

Two hours after the emperor Xueye left, the forbidden army had already cleaned up the mess and left.

But no one noticed that the space here was distorted for a while, and a figure in black robes reappeared, looking at the traces of battle remaining on the ground, he was surprised.

"It's really dangerous!"