Douluo Zhijie lottery system

Chapter 262

(five more)

Yang Ming hung his feet in the air, overlooking the earth from a high position. In the setting sun forest, Prince Xue Beng and his party of four were hurriedly fleeing out of the forest. The cold light in his eyes narrowed, and he said coldly:

"Since you want to lure me down, I'll let you go."

Yang Ming didn't intend to use the Bamen Dunjia. After all, he also wanted to try to see if he could win against the Supreme Soul Emperor with the current strength of the Soul Sect.

While his thoughts were turning, Yang Ming had already landed like a big bird, and his whole body turned into a black shadow bombarded down, blowing a gust of wind.

Hearing the sound of the wind from the sky, the two shadow guards protecting Prince Xue Beng were secretly happy.

"he came!"

Uncle Wang was carrying Bill Hu Ke's martial soul, and his feet were shining with purple light. Strong soul power surged up and down from his body, and he slammed fiercely on the ground.

The hook on the wide blade flashed faintly fluorescent blue, and when it fell on the ground, it made a bang.

Immediately afterwards, centered on Uncle Wang's fall, the 50-meter-shaped ground covered in a circular arc in front of him was torn apart, and the broken gravel clods converged into a gushing ten-meter-long column, rushing towards Yang Mingding. And up.

The diameter of the cylindrical surface is five meters, and it is full of momentum. If it is hit by it, it is estimated that it will suffer serious injuries.

Yang Ming turned around flexibly, avoiding the mud pillar, and passed him dangerously, the air pressure blowing against his face made his hair flutter.

Uncle Wang seemed to have expected this scene long ago, and the Bill Huke weapon in his hand fell on the pillar made of gravel again.

Although his weapon spirit doesn't have any lethal ability, everything he touches will be torn apart in an instant, the pillars split apart in an instant, and the scattered sand, gravel and soil clods are splashed out in all directions, without the slightest pattern at all.

No matter how fast Yang Ming is, he will inevitably be shrouded in the shadow of sand, gravel and soil.

"Tsk! As expected of a veteran Soul Emperor powerhouse, he really has a hand."

Compared with the superficial application of martial soul by low-level soul masters, the strong soul emperor obviously has a unique understanding of his own martial soul, and it is more handy to display it.

Not only was Yang Ming not afraid, but he was happy to see Liexin.

In the past, Yang Ming had also slashed against a strong Soul Emperor, but at that time he used Li Lianhua on the premise of opening the Eight-door Dunjia, and bullied people with supersonic speed. He didn't have much experience with a strong Soul Emperor. Strength.

Now, Yang Ming didn't open the Eight Gate Dunjia, so he can naturally experience the power of the Soul Emperor, which makes him understand the application of Wuhun more deeply.

Yang Ming spread out the palm of his left hand, and the cyan flame danced in a spiral, turning into a raging fire dance and circling around his body, burning all the fragments of sand, gravel and soil clods that came lasing irregularly into ashes and smoke.

Just as Yang Ming was resisting the gravel, another shadow guard protecting Prince Xue Beng made a move.

Roland held the jagged long sword in his hand, and the purple soul ring under his feet was flowing with light, and the jagged long sword pierced into the void in front of no one.

Strange to say, this jagged long sword is hidden in the void one after another from the tip of the sword to the blade, as if the void opened its mouth to swallow it.

But the next moment, Yang Ming felt a chill all over his body, and his spiritual sense felt a wave of malice covering his whole body.

Yang Ming didn't even think about it, he directly activated the basalt shield, and the tortoise shells the size of a palm joined together to protect the whole body at 360°.

In the next moment, layers of ripples rippled on the translucent basalt shield, and countless ripples were produced every second. It turned out that three thousand jagged long swords appeared in the void, from 360° up, down, left, and right. Direction to attack Yang Ming, the attack frequency is high enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Fortunately, these jagged long swords seem to be numerous, but their attack power is quite low. Otherwise, with Yang Ming's soul power, they might not be able to maintain such a large consumption of the Xuanwu shield, and they would fall apart.

Of course, this is just Yang Ming being special.

If it were any of the other soul sect powerhouses, he would have been defeated long before this Roland's soul skill Three Thousand Tusu.

Taking advantage of the gap between Yang Ming's defense against the long jagged sword, Teacher Sun Buyu raised his breath, and his whole body flew five meters as if with wings on his back. The veins on his forehead bulged, and the meridians under the skin appeared in the palm of his hand like gold jade. All the soul power in his body was poured into this blow.

Against the backdrop of the purple soul ring, a golden palm slapped down on the desk.

"Soul skill! Supreme Vajra Palm!"

Under Sun Buyu's full output, the palm print made by his right palm was magnified ten times in the void, almost like a mountain collapsing down, wrapped in a terrifying power of thousands of catties, just like the Tathagata Five Fingers Mountain pressing down on the sky Like the great sage Sun Wukong, he wanted to suppress Yang Mingru that mad monkey under his palm.

With a flash in Yang Ming's eyes, the Kaleidoscope Sharingan has already seen through the reality of this move.

Sun Buyu's supreme vajra palm should be his ultimate tactic. It becomes stronger with the amount of soul power injected into it. Now that he has put all the soul power in his body into it, he can naturally display such a powerful soul power. Even if the Soul Emperor powerhouse is present, it doesn't mean that he can catch it perfectly.

The only flaw of this move may be that it takes a long time to store power and the speed is relatively slow.

Fortunately, Yang Ming has many means, even if he doesn't open the Eight Doors Dunjia, he can still get out of the predicament.

However, the soul-holding rope wrapped around Yang Ming's arm was pulled violently, pulling him directly to Prince Xue Beng at the other end of the soul-holding rope.

The soul lock is born out of the soul lock warden of the League of Legends, but it is not the same as the soul lock warden's skills. The soul lock is invisible and qualityless, and this chain is a soul chain, with Yang Minglai in both length and size It's just that if you keep the chain, you need to consume soul power continuously.

Yang Ming took refuge with Prince Xue Beng, and the two shadow guards were not surprised.

After all, this is not the first time Yang Ming has made this move.

Roland snorted coldly, and immediately raised the lantern shield, and the lantern glowed with yellow light, so he had to repeat the same trick to trap Yang Ming in it.

But at this moment, Yang Ming's Kaleidoscope Sharingan suddenly opened its circle, and amidst the sharp fluctuations in his soul power, a skeleton figure wrapped him in it, and the huge skeletal arm pushed sideways, directly sweeping Roland away.

"puff!"

The sudden heavy blow, not to mention that Roland was caught off guard, even the other three were terrified.

However, Yang Ming stood upright on the ground, with a blue skeleton rib made of soul power on his body surface, a huge skull, and hard bone arms, more than several meters high.

Coupled with the long hair that was blowing in the wind and messy, and the blood-colored pupils flowing under the bangs, it was almost like the god of war descending.

This is the first form of Susanoo!

The moment Yang Ming was promoted to Soul Sect, the Kaleidoscope Sharingan was further liberated!

(End of this chapter)