Douluo Zhijie lottery system

Chapter 950 950. Meeting
The nearest edge of the sky is covered with blood-red mist, hanging in the cool and dark night. The howling of the wind is like a soul beast roaring at the falling moon with its head raised. There is no trace of stars floating and falling. The falling stars Among the ruins of the great forest, crawling were the soul beasts that were lucky enough to survive, panting and laughing greedily.

In the end, the lingering and gradually pale moonlight fell into his last reflection, the clouds in the sky turned into rivers of blood, and the storm mixed with sand and dust swept across the small hills in an instant, and the fragmented nightmare had just begun.

Under the dark sky, the light of dawn was dim, and the black mud ground from near to far was covered with broken tree trunks and black-red blood stains. At the end of the ground covered with residual heat and ashes was a raging forest fire. The roar and wailing of the beasts sounded, which was the sound made when the army of soul beasts was overwhelmed by the imperial coalition forces and the undead army during their retreat.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!!!"

Being chased and killed by the Ice Emperor, he ran desperately all the way, the evil spirit's youthful face was flushed, and he rushed out in a panic. When the Imperial Coalition Army and the Undead Legion were in high spirits, they looked like a drowned beggar.

He ran about 5000 meters in one breath, and gradually he couldn't run due to the exhaustion of his physical and soul power. He slowed down his breathing, took a deep breath, calmed down, and tidied up his messy clothes because of running too fast. Only to find that it was not as neat and tidy as before. It was covered with splashed mud and dust, and the little blood spots splashed by his companion when he was dying, all mixed together, like a non-mainstream graffiti wall.

The demon spirit's eyes were bloodshot, like a wounded beast, fiercely filled with anger, he looked back with hatred and glared at the woman who was chasing after him.

In the hazy morning mist, the slender figure is plump and slim, with light steps, and the rings of the clothes are ringing. She wears a white low-cut maid long skirt, a white silk veil on the outside, and a white belt around her waist. , black hair, wearing a flowing cloud bun, with a few pearl flowers inserted in the bun, a pearl hanging on the forehead, jade-like skin with crimson red, moon eyebrows and star eyes, but glamorous, it can be said that The country is beautiful and heavenly.

The Ice Empress has snow-covered skin, but her blue pupils are as cold as the permafrost in the far north. Her tall nose shows a sharp line, and her slightly pursed thin lips seem to reveal a signal of ruthlessness. The pretty snow lotus Paired with the demeanor of Samuume, it is awe-inspiring in its beauty, and there is pride in the corners of the eyes and brows.

There was a certain distance between the Ice Emperor and the demon spirit, and the speed was not fast or slow, just like a shrewd and experienced hunter chasing down his prey.

"Damn woman!"

Knowing what the Bingdi did, the demon spirit gnashed his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

In terms of cultivation and strength, the demon spirit is naturally stronger than the ice emperor. If it is a single fight, the outcome is between [-] and [-]. The demon spirit has a [-]% chance of winning, and the ice emperor only has a [-]% chance of winning.

But under the current general trend, personal bravery can't play much role, not to mention, the ice emperor is still the maid of that man.

Yao Ling raised his head slightly, and glanced at it. Although there were layers of clouds covering the sky above [-] meters, he couldn't see the figure of the leader of the Zhatian Gang, but Yao Ling had a premonition that his every move was under Yang Ming's control. Among them, he can run away by himself, or even fight the Ice Emperor, but once he wants to kill the Ice Emperor, I am afraid that Yang Ming will not sit idly by.

As the saying goes, leaning against a big tree can enjoy the shade.

But if the enemy had an extremely thick tree, it would be quite a headache.

At this moment, the demon spirit is in such a state, so now he is focused on escaping back to the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, looking for the backer behind him to make a move.

"Hmph, when the master comes out of the gate, it will be the time for you to perish!"

There is an unforgettable hatred in the evil spirit's pupils. Obviously, the first time he led an army of soul beasts, he was defeated. This made this fierce beast with a strong self-esteem very uncomfortable, and made all human beings including Yang Ming Write it down in the notebook, if there is a chance, there will be a big revenge.

But the demon spirit didn't know, but Yang Ming did it on purpose, letting him lead the way,
In the light of dawn, which is as elegant as mist, she is dressed in white clothes that are better than snow. Under the sword eyebrows that are neither thick nor light, narrowed eyes are like gurgling spring water, warm and moist like a spring breeze, and her nose is hanging like a gall, like a dark blue distant mountain. Straight, with thin lips that are light in color, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, making him look more masculine and unrestrained.

And at his feet, there is a black dragon over 100 meters long, with a skull-shaped face, deep-set eye sockets, and the gradual degeneration of the skin around the horns and cheekbones, which further deepens the skull-like impression it brings to people. , this degeneration will intensify with age, but it will not harm the black dragon.

Judging from the terrifying aura that it tried its best to restrain but couldn't help but exude, once the strength of this black dragon is truly revealed, it will probably be a scene of destruction.

This master and servant, who is it not Yang Ming and Heilong Ditian?

Faced with the storm of moist mist, Yang Ming squinted his eyes halfway, his gaze constantly wandering between the demon spirit and the core area of ​​the Star Dou Forest.

"The army of soul beasts has been defeated like this, isn't the black hand behind the scenes manipulating the soul beasts still showing up?"

"In that case, don't blame me for being cruel!"

A flash of light shot out from his eyes, and with Yang Ming transmitting the signal through his spiritual consciousness, the undead army became completely excited, wantonly setting fires everywhere in the Star Dou Forest, a single spark can start a prairie fire, let alone this intentional Burn forest?
The soul beasts were too busy to take care of themselves, and they were too busy to withdraw their troops. Even when they saw the undead army's movements, they gritted their teeth with hatred and their eyes were full of anger, but they had no choice but to change their offensive and defensive positions. The soul beasts were more defensive than offensive , and the undead army is tireless and not afraid of life and death. As long as Yang Ming still has breath, he can summon the undead in an endless stream, so the soul beast side can only swallow their breath and accelerate the speed of evacuation. Yuena was able to take action to suppress the leader of the Zhatian Gang, and everything was bright and bright on the side of the resurrected beasts.

The surging sea of ​​flames, the sound of footsteps in full swing, and the wailing of the wounded from time to time.

Both sides are implementing their strategies in an orderly manner, and it is hard to say who is better or better.

But there is no doubt that seeing the defeat of the soul beasts, the imperial coalition forces are at a high morale stage. Under the leadership of the generals headed by Ma Hongjun, they marched all the way, killing all the soul beasts without leaving a single piece of armor, leaving behind a lot of corpses.

close!

Closer!
Looking up, the big green forest is connected like an ocean, the trees grow lush and luxuriant, exuding a pleasant coolness, and the morning light is like strands of golden sand, passing through the layers of leaves and falling on the grass.There are countless wild flowers blooming on the grass, emitting tempting fragrance from time to time. The birds in the forest are flying and singing happily, and the sound of gurgling water echoes in the breeze for a long time.

A gust of fresh air immediately rushed towards them, as if they were welcoming friends who had been reunited for a long time. Smell the fresh air carefully, exuding the fragrance of turpentine, and faintly revealing the unique smell of the forest. Refreshing sweetness.

What a paradise!
Seeing the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest getting closer and closer, no matter if they were demon spirits or other spirit beasts, the hungry, tired and travel-stained faces could not help but reveal a bit of joy, like It's like a wanderer returning home, a strong sense of security emerges spontaneously, as if as long as you reach the core area, there is nothing to be afraid of in the world!
"Ding!"

At this moment, a crisp sound sounded.

When the imperial coalition forces stopped with vigilance on their faces, a breeze rose and fell in their ears.There are strings of piano sounds from afar, melodious and melodious, but a kind of emotional charm is soul-stirring.Although the sound of the piano is like a complaint, all the quietest time, the most brilliant wind and frost, or the original appearance are slowly flowing.

What's even more amazing is that as the sound of the zither gradually progressed, the almost collapsed army of soul beasts who were chased and killed by the imperial coalition also stopped in their tracks one after another. While cleansing, the wounds on his body, whether they were from burns or damage from soul skills, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye in a green sea of ​​life filled with life.

"This……"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes involuntarily, mistakenly thinking that he was wrong, and finally confirmed after several times that this was not a hallucination or an illusion, but a scene that actually happened before his eyes.

"What a terrifying healing soul skill! Not only is it as simple as covering a wide range, but the effect is also amazing, right?"

Don't be afraid of comparing goods, but be afraid of not knowing the goods!

The more you know, the more amazing it is.

Don't look at the soul beasts being chased and killed by them all the way. It seems that the number is very small, but in fact, there are still at least 20 soul beasts. Healing them in one go, even the peerless Douluo will be drained of his soul power in a short time!
But at the moment, the sound of the piano is lingering, and it seems that it will stop for a while. Ma Hongjun can't imagine how profound the soul power of that person is!

"call!"

"Hoo hoo! Hoo hoo! Hoo hoo!"

Just when the expressions of Ma Hongjun and the others changed, they felt a shadow covering the sky above their heads, followed by bursts of terrifying gusts.

Ma Hongjun immediately raised his hand to cover his forehead, preventing the wind and sand from entering his eyes.

Then, a huge black dragon carried a stalwart figure, and slowly landed on the ground from a height of [-] meters. The grass on the ground undulated like waves, and spread towards the surroundings.

A violent and domineering dragon power shook the heavens and earth, and the moment it was released, under the conscious control of the Black Dragon Ditian, it spread forward in a fan shape, including many soul beasts.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!!!"

Below the ferocious beast, there is no one general.

A large number of soul beasts are like drunk alcoholics, their eyes are blurred, their bodies are staggering, their limbs are limp, their bodies are crooked, like dumplings being put into boiling water, one by one they fall to the ground in unison, closing their doors tightly Eyes, consciousness fell into a deep sleep, unable to wake up.

The evil spirit's face turned pale immediately, and he felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a battering ram, and his whole body felt like he had been struck by lightning, with bursts of numbness from the flesh to the bone marrow. While staggering on his legs, his body was crooked, and he was almost crushed by Long Wei to the ground!
"Cluck! Cluck! Cluck!!!"

The demon spirit's white teeth trembled up and down, his hands were clenched into fists, his ten fingers dug into the flesh, a little blood flowed out from his fingertips, his eyes opened angrily, and a line of blood tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"I will never kneel!"

As if complaining angrily to Yang Ming, but also seemed to strengthen his belief, the demon spirit roared and tried its best to maintain its body.

Feeling offended, Yang Ming frowned.

"presumptuous!"

After a burst of anger, Yang Ming instantly exuded a domineering aura that was completely different from Longwei, blending with Longwei, it was as if a flying peak smashed head-on at the demon spirit.

One is a newly promoted deity who became a god in the flesh, and the other is a demigod who has reached the peak of the world. How can a ferocious beast not even have a million cultivation base be able to bear it?
"puff!"

The next moment, the demon spirit only felt that all internal organs were burned, his complexion was miserable and pale, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, its legs softened, as if it was carrying a heavy mountain on its back, and its knees hit the ground, its straight spine was bent even under the double pressure, its head drooped, unable to lift it up Come.

The demon spirit's face was twisted, and his eyes were full of madness.

But helplessly, the gap in strength between the two sides is too astonishing, just like the gap between heaven and earth, no matter how unwilling it is, there is no way to bridge the gap between them, and even self-destruct suicide is impossible. It can't be done, the surrounding soul power seems to be stagnant like an electric box that has been pulled down, obviously affected by the domain power of Yang Ming and Heilong Ditian.

After Yang Ming glanced at the overconfident demon spirit, he didn't pay much attention to it. In his eyes, the strength of this demon spirit is considered to be the best in today's Douluo Continent, but it is no longer in his eyes. Only the existence of the first level is his opponent.

A pair of nine-gou jade reincarnation eyes opened angrily, looking inside through the layers of trees.

Those beautiful notes flowed slowly from the strings in the forest.Her musical instruments are sometimes high-pitched and passionate, like sea water beating the shore at high tide; sometimes euphemistic and low-pitched, like an old loving mother calling for a long-lost child; sometimes crisp and thin, like a gentle breeze blowing through a green bamboo forest.

(End of this chapter)