Doomsday: I have a lottery system

Chapter 252 Can't Take It Anymore
This bird system is absolutely intentional!

At this time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth came together.

Qin Yu's body was full of golden light, but he was promoted to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal in an instant.

"That's the end? After all, you are the system, so you don't have any special effects for me to upgrade?"

Qin Yu was still dissatisfied with the system's choice of ignoring him just now, and couldn't help complaining.

At the same time, in order to consolidate one's own realm.

Qin Yu opened his mouth, and swallowed up the aura of the last tens of thousands of mountains in the entire Great Wilderness Southern Territory.

This time, the Great Wilderness Southern Territory is not as simple as being bald.

This is more bald than the scalp of a little novice monk taught in the West!

"After swallowing the spiritual energy of the mountains in the entire Southern Wilderness Territory, the realm was finally able to stabilize.

"It seems that if you want to continue to improve, you can only go deeper into the Eastern Earth."

Qin Yu felt his own state, and said a few words.

At this time, there was an explosion in the sky!
The black cloud spread from the center to the outside, as if poking a hole out of the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a figure that fell into the sky.

all of a sudden.

The mountains were wounded, and the earth shook.

Black smoke filled the air endlessly.

There were still blood stains falling from the sky.

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, "That's terrible!"

After three years, I don't know how far Liubo's current state has fallen.

At the moment, Qin Yu hurriedly drove the twelfth-grade Pure World White Lotus and rushed towards the place where the figure fell in the sky.

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At this moment, the first batch of gold, wood, earth, and three witch soldiers who were transformed by Qin Yu.

With a sad face, he set foot on the barren western land.

"Alas... I miss my majestic ancestral shaman of Jin to bear descendants!

"Unexpectedly...unexpectedly, woo woo woo..." The witch soldier "Xiao Jin" immediately fell to the ground, pounded the ground with his fist, and cried out bitterly.

"How about? Let's run away?" The witch soldier "Xiaomu" suggested.

The witch soldier "Xiaotu" directly gave Xiaomu a set of "knock and sharp" beating package, and beat Xiaomu to his knees, with snot running down his nose and screaming again and again.

Then he cried and said, "You are so stupid!
"Have you forgotten how those two 'old beggars' in the West were sanctified?

"Do you think your great ambitions are something you want to achieve immediately?

"If it is established, it will be the proof of heaven!

"As long as you dare to go back, the five-element world-destroying divine thunder will rain down from the sky, and you won't even be left with scum!

"Escape? If you can escape from this witch, you will no longer have a surname of soil!"

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Western Spirit Mountain, Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

"Ah!" Zhunti sneezed.

There was a trace of resentment on the bitter face that provoked Jieyin, complaining: "Senior brother, you and I no longer need to beg for friends Qin Yu.

"Why do you sneeze more and more every day?"

Zhunti just wanted to refute.

But see this time.

Jieyin's complexion changed suddenly: "Ah!"

Zhun mention: "..."

Reception: "My Buddha is merciful. Presumably, fellow Taoist Qin Yu misses the poor monk."

Zhun mention: "..."

Introduced: "Brother, how about you and I calculate how little friend Qin Yu is doing today?"

Zhun mention: "..."

I didn't say anything, just watched you argue quietly.

Jie Yin turned sideways in embarrassment, and after deducing it carefully with his fingers, he was suddenly shocked: "Senior brother! I never expected that there are people with such enlightened Buddha nature in the Wu Clan!"

Zhunti became interested: "Witch Clan?"

If Zhunti hadn't seen the three witch soldiers kneeling and weeping in the western land.

He would definitely see this as an excuse for sophistry.

In the prehistoric.

I just want to believe that monkeys can pop out of rocks, and I can't believe that people from the shaman tribe can have enlightened Buddha nature.

However, judging from the sincerity of the three wizard soldiers' cries, it didn't seem to be fake.

If this is not the enlightenment of Buddha nature, what is it?
"This……"

Seeing is believing, Zhunti was shocked for a moment, "I didn't expect that kid Qin Yu to have such a keen eye."

"Good!" He put his palms together, and his compassion for the world burst out.

Zhunti also stopped mentioning the sneeze.

Putting all his energy on Qin Yu, he went over the pretense and deduced, and shouted angrily: "This bastard! He actually recognizes his elder brother again!"

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At this moment, those witch soldiers who were scared away by Qin Yu also returned to the territory of the witch clan.

When the twelve ancestors learned the news, they were greatly puzzled.

From the moment they were born, the Witch Clan has the temperament to fear neither the sky nor the earth.

Even if you die in battle, you will never be a deserter!

Why are they all running back now, less than three years after the war started?
At this time, a young witch soldier who claimed to be an "informed person" received an order from the Twelve Ancestral Witches and went to Pangu Hall to tell the truth.

As soon as the little witch arrived at Pangu Hall, he bowed his head and bowed.

With a trembling voice, he told the whole story.

Seeing that although the twelve ancestor witches had different expressions on their faces, it was rare that no one spoke, and the little witch trembled.

Ruined.

You won't kill witches to silence them, right?

Didn’t I just become a deserter?
This is better than being transformed by that Western master!

You are not seen.

Thousands of witch soldiers of my witch clan all cried all the way to the West Paradise Bliss.

Not even a witch for company on the way!

Tired of thinking about it.

The atmosphere was depressing, quite depressing.

Xiao Wu had never seen such a scene before?

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

With courage, he said to Di Jiang, the leader of the ancestral witches: "I beg the ancestral witches to make the decision for us!

"Destroy that harmful big brother of the Western Sect!
"So, to show the prestige of our witch clan; to promote the name of our witch clan; to prove the spirit of our witch clan!"

As soon as the little witch finished speaking, she was slapped out of the Pangu Palace by She Bishi: "I haven't even spoken yet, how can I get you to make irresponsible remarks here!"

After finishing speaking, She Bishi turned his head away.

Wasn't he the one who suggested attacking the demon clan in the first place?

What now?
what's going on?
who am I?
Where am i?

What am I doing?
What did I say?

The fact that the witch soldier was converted has absolutely nothing to do with my ancestor Wushe's comparison to the corpse!

Not only did Shebishi have an ugly face, but Zhu Rong also looked even more ugly.

Fortunately, Shebishi took action and beat the witch soldier out.

It was only then that Zhu Rong dared to speak: "Brothers and sisters, please take a closer look, isn't it just tens of thousands of witch soldiers? The barrenness of the West is all due to the charity given to them by our witch tribe!"

"Zhu Rong's words are just as I thought!
"Since that Tai Yi and Di Jun can give alms to the two of them in the West, why can't we, the Wu Clan, do it?

“This action can only demonstrate the majesty of our Wu clan as the protagonists of heaven and earth!

"This kind of courage is not like Tai Yi and Di Jun. There are hundreds of millions of monster clans, but they are stingy and only send a few hundred monster soldiers!"

Zhu Jiuyin answered immediately.

What kind of grandeur, stinginess, this spirit, that feeling.

joke!

How can the dignified ancestor witch care about these anymore?
All of the above are just his words of saving face.

As soon as the other ancestral witches saw the stairs, they followed up one by one and got off the donkey along the slope.

What kind of charity, how pitiful the West is, and the Wu clan is willing to be the first in the world... Words such as these emerge in endlessly.

It's hard to imagine that these big bastards, for the sake of their own face project, can actually touch such a wonderful spark.

It seems that the infinite monkey theorem is true.

— Even a monkey can type a complete Shakespeare play on a typewriter if given enough time.

"However, this big brother of the Western School has two skills.

"My witch clan doesn't have a primordial spirit, so how did he save it?

"If I have the chance, I must go and see it."

Xuan Ming muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)