Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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The incense burner in Rizhao produces purple smoke, and you can see the waterfall Hanging Qianchuan.

Flying straight down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days.

The two hundred-meter-high waterfalls hung straight down from the cliffs, emitting endless roars, and the water vapor was abundant and bitterly cold.

When the line of sight gradually moved forward, I saw a figure standing under the waterfall, standing on top of the boulder, with toes like claws, pulled tightly on the stone surface, and a strong muscle gleaming in the sun. The lustrous luster, the long arms that have been tempered like ape-arms turn like a wind wheel, and the wooden sword in the hand traverses a mysterious arc.

Swordsmanship is ethereal, like a fairy dancing.

What is even more bizarre is that with the advancement of sword moves, the sword power is like a flood of accumulation, and the strength contained in it becomes more and more fierce.

The water splashed, and then I saw this man swinging the sword to the end of the eighty-one style. He added a full force of eighty-one times, accompanied by a burst of shouts deep in his throat. At the end of the sword, there was an amazing sword aura.

Sword Qi across the nineteen continents!

From the bottom to the top, the sword spirit rises up, unstoppable!

The falling waterfall, in front of such a mighty sword spirit, was like a brocade silk being torn in two.

Sword and cut water!

The water flowed to both sides, revealing the smooth rock wall that scoured day and night underneath, until the sword gas flew two hundred meters away, bringing out a splash of water, and the crystal water drops shining a little bit of light under the sun. Close the gap and restore the previous scene.

At the moment when the sword aura escaped, Yang Ming looked down at the wooden sword in his hand, because he could not bear the superimposed power, it was already cracked with countless cracks, accompanied by a gust of wind, and turned into countless fine chips. The wood powder was floating in the air.

Yang Ming turned a blind eye, quietly recollecting everything just now.

It has been more than a month since the last time I stole the chaotic cloak hammer method. During this month, Yang Ming has not been idle. While constantly familiarizing himself with the chaotic cloak hammer method, he also integrated it into his own skill system. Among them, it is completely absorbed into something of itself.

After many screenings and experiments, Yang Ming ruled out the idea of ​​fusing the Qinglian Sword Art and the Chaos Cloak Hammer. These two things were completely unrelated to each other, but Dugu Nine Swords unexpectedly combined with Chaos Cloak Hammer. It blends well.

As expected, Dugu Nine Swords actually has no fixed moves. Everything is free, with the ultimate goal of cracking enemy moves.

After adding the chaotic cloak hammer method to the Dugu Nine Swords, Yang Ming took a lot of time with his superhuman understanding to thoroughly integrate the two. Just now was the most successful experiment, even without using any soul power. Only by relying on the move just now, he can successfully rank among the ranks of powerful spirit abilities.

"Papa, papa!"

There was a burst of applause.

Yang Ming suddenly turned around and saw Tang Hao and Tang San walking side by side.

Tang Hao made no secret of his appreciation for Yang Ming in his eyes, with emotion on his face, saying:

"When people want to create a set of their own soul skills, they need talent, savvy, and time, and even more luck. Even so, it often takes the joint efforts of several generations to figure out and perfect a soul ability. When I came out, I didn’t expect that in Tang Hao’s life, I would be fortunate enough to see someone create a spirit ability. It’s really awesome!"

Tang Hao usually doesn’t talk much. It’s rare to say so many things in one breath today. What’s even more rare is that he, who has always been stingy to praise others, is not stingy with Yang Ming, if he is familiar with Tang Hao. The disciples of Tianzong are here, and their jaws will fall in shock.

On the side, Tang San heard his father keep praising Yang Ming, not to mention how depressed he was, and the expression on his face almost couldn't help.

God knows that during this period of time, Tang San has had enough of Yang Ming's torture, and the better Yang Ming is, the stricter Tang Hao's requirements will be.

Tang San originally thought that he had successfully cultivated the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique to be quite remarkable, but Yang Ming turned his head and created his own soul ability. You don't have to think about it. After Tang Hao returned, he definitely asked him to create a soul ability too. .

But, can something like spirit ability be created if you want to create it?

what can I do?

I am also desperate!

What can I do, wait online, it's anxious!

At this end, Tang San fell into autism alone.

Yang Ming jumped down from the boulder, and while walking towards the Tang family, he took out the spare clothes from the Youhaina ring and put on them. A white silk and satin coat made him perfect enough to make any woman scream. The figure is hidden, the blue belt is tightly tied around the waist, with a bag of deodorant sachets, and a shawl and black hair are tied up. Under the facelift, he looks like a pretty boy in white.

"Uncle Hao overrated."

With a smile on the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, he glanced at Tang San who was depressed on the side, and smiled:

"I'm just luck."

"Yang Ming, no one has told you that being too humble is pride?" Tang Hao didn't treat Yang Ming as an outsider, and said with a smile: "If everyone has the luck of you, we people who have lived for half a lifetime, why? Didn’t they all live on dogs?"

Yang Ming chuckled a few times and did not continue to delve into this topic.

The group of people talked and laughed, just as Ma Hongjun and Oscar had already practiced almost.

Although Ma Hongjun and Oscar did not make such huge progress as Yang Ming and Tang San, under the guidance of a top-notch Title Douluo like Tang Hao, their strengths also improved by leaps and bounds.

Seeing everyone coming together, Tang Hao looked straight and said:

"I can see the progress of you guys. I have to say that you guys are worthy of the pride of heaven. They have made great progress. Next, we will go to the base camp of the Tiantian Gang. Can you get it? The gang master appreciates it, and it’s up to you to successfully join the Explosive Sky Gang!

Hearing that Tang Hao could finally be recommended to join the Bombing Heaven Gang, the three young people, Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun, couldn't help but feel hot.

In these days of cultivating, they have been knocking from the mouths of Tang Hao and Dugubo, and inquiring about the explosion of the sky gang. From the narration of the scales and half claws, they pieced together an extremely mysterious and mysterious hidden in the soul master world An extremely powerful force, able to control so many Title Douluos, and even the gang leader of the Explosive Sky Clan that Tang Hao admired from his heart, made the three of them yearning. At this time, they knew that they had the opportunity to meet his old man. The hardships I have suffered in previous practice are nothing, it's worth it!

Seeing the uncontrollable excitement on the faces of the three of them, Yang Ming's mouth curled slightly.

If you knew that the leader was me, would you want to kill me?