Douluo Ball Lottery Draw System

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"Ding!"

   "Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line of the snowy sword and luggage Chungang, and getting a chance to win a lottery, do you start the lottery roulette?"

  Yang Ming didn't care about drawing this one again.

  However, Yang Ming had tried to extract the things in the snow world last time, and found that there were not many valuable things. He simply gave up the draw and turned to face the fierce team in front of him.

  In the past two months, Yang Ming did not walk on the spot, but deeply understood the sword tactics of Qinglian and thoroughly mastered the realm of Qinglian's capture of China.

   The mysterious sword protruded from the treasure of the king behind him. Yang Ming's five fingers spread out, grasping the handle of the sword tightly, and slammed hard.

   Clang!

  In an instant, the cold light shone.

  Yang Ming's eyes flashed cold light, and the whole body's spiritual power boiled up like boiling water. In just a few breaths, the body's spiritual power was injected into the mysterious sword.

   Buzz!

   Sustained Yang Ming's three times the soul power of the same level. If you change to a common weapon of martial arts, it must burst, even if it is a mysterious sword, the sword body also emits a series of buzzing.

   Yang Ming lifted his wrist and slashed a sword away from the fierce battle team rushing forward.

  Sword-like qi of the silver vent, wrapped in amazing cold air, and the arc-shaped sword light illuminated half of the Douhoutai, and the dazzling people were shocked.

   A sword of light and cold nineteen continents!

   In the state where sword qi is like a lotus, Yang Ming has been able to stack several layers of sword qi, but now Yang Ming has arrived at Soul Venerable. This seemingly ordinary sword qi alone is a superposition of 21 sword qi!

   Facing the oncoming sword spirit, Meng Li first raised a sneer in the corner of his mouth.

   "It's just a sword, just see how I stop you!"

   Opened the big mouth of the blood basin violently, and made an angry bear roar, and the big paw of the fan fan squandered, actually trying to smash the sword gas that was as thin as rice paper in front of him.

His bear paw fell on Jian Qi without any accident, and then he saw that Jian Qi seemed to be as easy as a hot knife cutting into butter, cutting off the upper half of his palm with four fingers, and the pouring blood splashed Then, it appeared spattered and fell on the stiff face.

   The beating sound of the late beating hit the brain, and the figure was stopped with fear, and he hoped to avoid the sword spirit.

   However, Jian Qi is much faster than he thought, and he casts an oblique cut on him.

   The short-term pain flashed away.

  I just felt that the line of sight in front of me was upside down and the scenery in the field of vision kept rotating.

  Why...I see my lower body?

   The collapsed upper body landed on the Douhou platform, and Meng Li still opened his eyes, covered with unbelievable looks, and seemed to feel unbelievable that he had failed to support even one round.

   "Oh, ah, ah..."

  In addition to the sternness, the remaining six members of the fierce team entered his end, all without exception, all of them were dead,

   The corpse fell in a pool of blood, everyone looked dead.

   There is no human rights for the dragon set. If you don’t have three chapters, do you get a lunch box?

The audience who were screaming wildly, like a duck choked by their fate, could not make any sound at all. The audience was silent for a moment. Under this terrible silence, the big blood was like fireworks. Generally blooming on this main fighting soul platform.

   Spike!

   This turned out to be a rare absolute spike!

  The fierce team of up to level 40 has no chance of even one shot!

   At this moment, the brains of all viewers are almost blank, no one knows what happened, and no one even sees how Yang Ming shot.

   The audience only saw that Yang Ming was out of the sword and in the sheath, and then the enemy threw himself on the street.

   It was not just the audience who was shocked. Even the other seven members of the Shrek team looked at Yang Ming with a shocked expression.

   They didn't understand why it was only two months, and Yang Ming grew into such a terrible situation.

   You know, even before Yang Ming, if you want to leapfrog the challenge, you generally open the Eight Door Dunjia!

  Now, Yang Ming used the body of the 34th-level Soul Venerate to fight against the 40th-level Soul Sects, but it was as easy as cutting melons and chopping vegetables, which subverted their imagination.

   Tang San quietly put the Zhuge Divine Crossbow away, his expression was bleak.

  He originally thought that with his own self-sufficient Zhuge Divine Crossbow, he could narrow the distance to Yang Ming.

  In the original book, he really used the Zhuge Divine Crossbow to kill the fierce **** team directly.

   But now, looking at Yang Ming as a sword immortal, Tang San feels that he still should not take out the Zhuge God Crossbow to embarrass himself.

   "It seems that I can only compete with Yang Ming by making a few of the top hidden weapons in Tang Men's ranking!"

  Yang Ming did not know what Tang San thought at this time. Even if he knew it, he might just smile back.

  Even if you have memories of past life, but I can open it!

   Even if you practice 996, but I can open it!

   Yang Ming raised his head and looked around. When he saw that the people had not recovered, he raised his right hand, his **** interlocked with his thumb, and made a crisp sound.

"Snapped!"

   Everyone woke up like a dream and looked at Yang Ming with a shocked face. The spotlight also fell on Yang Ming very interestingly.

   Under the slanting bangs, a pair of star-like eyes showed a smile, Yang Ming turned his back, turned and walked down the Douhuntai without turning back:

   "Wonderful!"

  The words fell, and the audience looked at Yang Ming's back as he stepped down from the stage. A sudden bang, burst into extremely warm applause and cheers!

Such a short group fighting soul, even though it is unique in the entire history of the Great Fighting Souls Field, although the time of this fighting soul is short, the shock to the audience is no less than any wonderful fighting soul !

  So, even though Yang Ming has led the Shrek team out of the soul fighting platform, the audience's thunderous applause still endures for a long time, venting the excitement in his chest!

   As soon as I returned to the player lounge~www.ltnovel.com~ Oscar was the first to react. Yang Ming had just murdered!

   The flesh-and-blood visual impact, when I think about it now, I immediately swayed Oscar's stomach and stomach, and Oscar found a trash can and vomited when he opened his mouth.

"Wow!"

   It's not just him. Others are more or less uncomfortable with things like murder.

   Yang Ming did not stop them, nor did he mean any ridicule.

I thought he felt uncomfortable when he killed the thief for the first time. It was only in a fierce battle at that time that he stiffly held back the feeling of retching, but after a while, it took a while to calm down this feeling .

   Everyone has the first time. Yang Ming believes that these little monsters in front of him don't need his mercy and will be able to recover quickly.

   Sure enough.

   After a while, Oscar vomited first and recovered last.

  The first thing after recovery, Oscar scolded:

   "Now I dare not summon sausages, and when I see the meat, I want to vomit."

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   (Thanks to p for rewarding 100 book currency, thanks to the bat for rewarding 588 book currency and 999 book currency respectively.