Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Of course, the existence of two Title Douluos in one breath, there is one and only one in this world, and that is the Spirit Hall.

The thought of such a behemoth, even deliberately trying to deal with Yang Ming, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and others, couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Especially Xiao Wu, her mother was victimized by the Wuhun Hall back then, so naturally she knew the horror of the Wuhun Hall better.

Xiao Wu pressed her lower lip tightly, and could only pray in her heart that this time Yang Ming could tide over the crisis safely.

After talking with Yueguan, Sombra immediately culled Xiang Yang Ming to get rid of this unstable factor.

But at the next moment, a figure in a green robe suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

"Ghost, your opponent is me!"

Yang Ming was traveling outside, so naturally he didn't dare to be careless, and his destination this time was Wuhun City. In addition to Sister Baoer staying in the divine power space at any time, Poison Douluo Dugubo also followed.

Because of the fact that Sister Bao'er had fought with ghosts, Yang Ming didn't let Sister Bao'er take action, but had already let Dugu Bo, who was secretly waiting, play.

Facing a ghost with a higher level than himself, Dugu Bo didn't dare to be careless, his eyes had completely turned emerald, and he shook his body, revealing his Jade Snake Emperor.

A black shadow flashed, and the blow that was originally inevitable was suddenly blocked by Dugu Bo, the incarnation of the Jade Snake Emperor, and there was a clang between the two collisions.

It was just this sound that knocked all the spirit masters with spirit power lower than forty level to the ground. The horses under the crotch of the Knights of the Royal Knights did not even scream, they were already limp and vomiting one by one. Foam.

This is just the aftermath of the battle!

Titled Douluo, terrifying!

Although Dai Mubai, Tang San and others were not greatly affected, they also felt that both ears were temporarily deaf, and their internal organs boiled like boiling oil poured into cold water, terribly uncomfortable!

"This...Is this the titled Douluo in the legend?"

Tang San clutched his agitated chest, the purple-golden light in his eyes flickered, full of surprise.

"In this way, Yang Ming was able to support the white-clothed man just now for so long, and also made the other party so embarrassed, how strong is his current strength?"

Tang San originally thought that he had made countless Tang Sect hidden weapons these days and was able to catch up with Yang Ming's pace, but now when he looked back, he suddenly realized that the distance between them had not been narrowed, on the contrary, they had expanded to make people desperate. Even Tang San couldn't guess Yang Ming's strength now, so he could only describe it by looking back.

"Old poison, is it you?"

Sombra's offensive was blocked, and his face was rather ugly.

Yueguan also looked ugly, her feminine voice was a little bit colder, and said:

"Old Poison, when did you become a running dog of this college?"

"Bah, baah!" Dugu Bo turned dark, sipped, and said, "You are a running dog, and your whole family is a running dog. As for why the old man protects Yang Ming, what the old man is willing to do, what can you do with me?" Mood Literature Network www.hxqwx.com

Seeing Dugu Bo's virtue that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, Yueguan and Ghosts feel a bit tricky.

Of course, it's just how tricky it is.

After all, the level of the two of them is much higher than that of Dugu Bo, and Dugu Bo is good at group attack and not good at singles. In addition, his poison is not a big threat to them. Naturally, Dugu Bo is not in his eyes.

The seventh spirit ring on the ghost body lights up, and when he uses his martial spirit body, the whole person becomes ghostly, not like a person in the world, just like a ghost in hell, red light flashes in his eyes from time to time, making people feel palpitable .

Facing the Snake Emperor Jade Phosphorus, the tail of the snake was drawn horizontally, the ghost and charm did not dodge, turned into a ghost, and entered a state of nothingness. The speed of the whole person increased sharply while being immune to physical attacks, and directly penetrated through the tail of the snake.

At this point, it is a bit like Yang Ming's state of blurring.

However, Yang Ming's blur is related to space, while ghosts are all ghosts.

When it comes to the degree of ability cherishment, Yang Ming's ambiguity is naturally better. After all, the abilities that can be related to time and space are all top abilities.

As for the abilities of ghosts, although they are rare, they must be multiplied as follows to compare with Yang Ming.

Seeing the ghosts playing with him, Dugubo's erected snake pupils flashed with a cold light, and between the snake's vomiting, a thick purple mist spewed from the forked tongue, and the pouring mist was wrapped in a very foul smell. It makes people smelly.

The black-clothed people nearby just inhaled the tip of his nose, and his eyes turned white, and he fell on his back, unconscious.

"No, this is very poisonous!"

Tang San watched the little friends around him faltering. As a disciple of the Tang Sect who was good at using poison, he naturally had the ability to detoxify, so he quickly detoxified the little friends.

Dugubo glanced at the corner of his eye and saw those Shrek students who had been affected by his poisonous mist, and they were all resurrected with blood. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but in the end it all boils down to people who can be friends with Yang Ming. There are several brushes.

Naturally, Yueguan will not sit back and watch the spreading poison. As a martial spirit, the fairy product of Qirong Tongtianju has a certain ability to decompose poison, not to mention his level is higher than Dugu Bo, accompanied by a wave of his right hand. Hundreds of fluffy petals flew out, but the seemingly slow-flying petals seemed to follow the principles of heaven and earth, dispelling the diffused poisonous gas and purifying them one by one.

Without the obstruction of poison gas, the ghost laughed grinningly, as if a beam of black light collided toward Yang Ming, tearing him to pieces.

"Oh~~"

Just when the ghost thought he was about to succeed, a vicissitudes of life sighed from the air.

In the next moment, a strange feeling appeared in the ghostly heart. He suddenly discovered that everything he saw before him seemed to be divided, as if the entire space was cut into a honeycomb shape, and everything around became extremely silent. , It seems that no sound can be heard.

Sombra's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a bad sound in the dark.

Sure enough, the strange velvet chrysanthemum petals flying in the sky just now turned into countless powder and passed away with the wind.

Among the fragments of powder, an old man in white stepped into the air, spotless white clothes, silver hair combed very neatly, he has a sword in his hand, about three feet long, without any decoration, a long sword of pure silver.

His expression was very indifferent, his eyes seemed to be unable to see anything around him, he just stood there quietly without speaking, but he just stood there but still gave people a sense of dignity and self-respect.

Under Wu Hunzhen's body, although the ghost can ignore ordinary physical attacks, if faced with this attack, he dare not carelessly, immediately twisted and dodged, avoiding the invisible in the air in a very strange way. Sword move.