Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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The noisy noise seems to be the pale old photos fade away one by one, the hard floor is turned into an endless barren black soil, the night is shrouded in endless void, a round of ghostly blood moon hangs in the sky, like ghosts and gods The weeping yin wind rushed to his face, and the whirring was abnormally infiltrating, making people smell goose bumps.

"Where is this place?"

"Why are we here?"

"Damn, why am I tied up?"

"..."

The members of the second team of Tiandou Royal Academy panicked, looking at the strange scene before them with horror.

They have discovered that they are tied to a wooden cross by the five flowers, like Jesus crucified on a wooden stand, waiting for the final destiny.

Of course, these people are not the ones who can serve as players.

The five strong team members are the spirit masters of the power attack system. They immediately possessed the spirits. Their spirits are: lion, bear, tiger, leopard, and wolf. When the spirit is possessed, each muscle expands. After a round, he turned into an orc, and his body exuded a wild aura.

Even, they immediately used the thousand-year spirit ring under their feet, and while their strength, speed, and physique multiplied, there were waves of beast roars deep in their throats that made their legs tremble, trying to break free from the bondage of the cross.

If they were replaced with wooden crosses made of ordinary building materials, they would naturally not be trapped.

But don't forget, this is the moon reading space created by Yang Ming. Yang Ming is the only master here, and even all the rules here are made by Yang Ming.

It was for this reason that the five Assault Team members soon discovered to their horror that no matter how hard they struggled, the ropes that bound them were broken, or even motionless.

"No! How is this possible!",

"What the hell is this and why is it so difficult?"

"Ah! Damn, damn, I want to go out!"

"..."

The five assault team members were mad, and a pair of beast eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, like beasts forced into desperation.

On the contrary, the petite captain and the girl with hot body were not as arrogant and unbearable as they had shown before. At this time, they were able to remain calm and secretly accumulate certain spirit skills.

Even if you want to come, the Tiandou Royal Academy is the strongest high-level Soul Master Academy in the Tiandou Empire. Even if the generation of students trained in the past few years is not as good as the generation, the camel is still bigger than the horse. of.

And being able to act as the captain of the second team, and the hot body girl who is obviously one of the core figures, is naturally not as simple as it seems.

Just as the five assault team members went mad, a voice floated coldly:

"Don't make unnecessary struggles. This is my place. All efforts are just dying struggles."

The petite captain recognized that it was Yang Ming’s voice, but couldn’t tell Yang Ming’s location. It seemed that the voice came from a far away place, and it seemed to be whispering in the ear. It came in all directions, making it difficult to distinguish the authenticity. .

The petite captain and the hot-bodied girl looked at each other secretly, their eyes flashed tacitly, and they already knew what each other wanted to do.

The petite captain roared towards the empty and deserted ground in front of him:

"Are you all Shrek Academy guys who hide their heads and show their tails? Come out if you have the ability, don't be like a tortoise with a shrunken head! Or in other words, your Shrek Academy is a group of turtle sons who have no species! Ha! Haha!"

As if outraged by the petite captain's insult to Shrek Academy, Yang Ming appeared as if furious.

Seeing Yang Ming finally appeared, the petite captain's mouth raised a sinister smile.

There were icy gleams in his eyes and a sneer in his heart.

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When Yang Ming approached them, the petite captain secretly counted the distance between the two sides.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

Two meters.

"It's now!"

The petite captain roared abruptly, and a circular martial arts spirit appeared in his palm.

What followed was a silver bell-like laughter of a hot female. She was an auxiliary spirit master in the team, and three successive spirit abilities fell on the petite captain, enhancing his various abilities, especially his control ability.

"Go!"

Although the petite captain was tied to the cross, he raised his hand in Yang Ming's direction, and the ring was like a curse on top of Yang Ming's head. His face was even more ruthless, and the spirit ring under his feet turned yellow and purple. Magnificent colors.

As a control spirit master, seeing the opponent under his control, the petite captain knew in his heart that no matter what Yang Ming had to do, the game would be stable.

"Kneel me down!"

The petite captain yelled, this is one of his soul abilities, which can make people react involuntarily.

Three seconds passed.

Five seconds passed.

Ten seconds passed.

Yang Ming had nothing to do, and he looked at the petite captain with a foolish expression. This made the latter angrily frustrated, and his soul power was poured into his soul ability without money, even because the output of soul power was too violent. On the forehead, the green tendons bulged, condensed into a swastika shape.

"Kneel me down! Kneel down! Did you hear that!"

The petite captain roared hysterically, but did not get the expected answer.

Yang Ming raised his tail finger and tucked it into his ear for a while, and walked closer to the front, appearing to be leisurely, and said:

"Your kid actually wants me to kneel?"

Yang Ming paused. He didn't know when he had grasped the mysterious sword in his hand. The eyes of the fiery woman suddenly shrank. She found that the weapon appeared out of thin air, and a deep anxiety was enveloped in her heart. Remind the petite captain:

"Captain, little..."

Before the next heart word fell, Yang Ming raised his hand and lowered his hand. The sword in his hand had already cut off the roots of the petite captain's troubles.

What kind of experience is the little brother being cut?

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

In the next moment, the petite captain used an expression of pain and sorrow from the depths of his soul, explaining to us what it means to be sad.

Although everything that happens in the illusion space has no effect on the outer body, this mental torture is exactly the same as the real one, and even the pain is almost the same.

Hearing the screams of the petite captain, the rest of the team had a chill.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth rose slightly, but in the eyes of a few people, it seemed to be a smile of the devil, and said lightly:

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning. Then, each of you will enjoy the same treatment."

Hearing this, everyone looked dull.

Are you the devil?