Douluo Ball Lottery Draw System

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The Haotian Sect's sect, the outpost village.

At this time, the tranquility of the past was broken by the sudden visit of a group of outsiders to this small, peaceful village.

Hurry up, catch these people quickly, don't let them run away and report to Haotianzong.

A soul master in the uniform of the Wuhun Temple, with a solemn expression, kept shuttling through the village, grabbing an unarmed villager from the simple houses, and piled them together in the center of the village.

The villagers here are almost stunned. How could they have thought that Wuhundian would suddenly attack?

However, even if these villagers wanted to resist, it would be useless.

Because, they discovered to their horror that among the spirit masters present at the Wuhun Palace, the weakest one had the realm of a fifty-level soul king!

In the face of absolute strength, the slight resistance in the village was just a negligible wave, which was quickly suppressed.

A pool of blood was left on the ground, and the corpses of the rebels were buried on the spot. The remaining villagers were terrified, their hands and feet were tied up with hemp rope, and they were at a loss in the face of this change.

Tat-tat-tat...

A sound of hoofbeats came from far and near.

Soon, a group of unique spirit masters of the Wuhun Palace arrived.

Most of this group of people are dressed in golden robes, which means that they are enshrined from the Elder's Hall.

Three of them were Yang Ming's old acquaintances, namely the blood-haired Caesar, and the two twin Douluo holding Panlong sticks.

Both of them were old men with white beard and hair. They looked like they were cloned by a cloning machine.

But at this moment, these two titled Douluo with spirit powers as high as rank ninety-six respectfully protected the man in the middle like the Second General Hum Ha.

This is a tall man, slender but not strong, wearing a plain gray robe, compared with a group of golden robes around him, it looks too simple, even crude, but no matter from the awe of the people around him, Regardless of his position, it can be seen that this man is in an absolute leadership position.

The long black hair was scattered behind the head, combed very neatly, and bumped up and down with the horse.

He is sitting alone on the saddle, giving people a very strange feeling. He seems to be a tall seraph statue itself, the incarnation of God. The sunlight falling from the gaps in the forest is all focused on him alone. On his body, although he is not that tall, he still gives people a feeling of worship.

Yes Yes.

He is the chief priest of the Hall of Elders, Qian Daoliu!

He is in charge of the Elder Hall and the most powerful force in the Elder Hall, and his own strength is also the best in the world. He is one of the three peerless Douluo known in the Douluo Continent in the past, and is now one of the four Peerless Douluo. His soul power has reached The terrifying ninety-nine level is only one step away from becoming a god at level one hundred.

But now, this man who hasn't stepped out of the Wuhun Temple for many years, has once again stepped into the world of soul masters.

The first stop he chose was also the first battle, but he chose Haotianzong.

The purpose is not only to settle the personal grievances of the past, but also to make a small effort for the declining power of the Wuhun Palace, to re-declare the power of the Wuhun Palace to the world at the cost of bloodbathing the Haotianzong !

After the main force arrived, a member of the Spirit Hall knelt down and asked:

Report!

We waited for the vanguard army to capture 234 villagers and killed 18 rebels on the spot. My lord, how should we deal with the captured villagers?

Qian Daoliu holds the rein and sits on the saddle, like a god living on the top of the clouds, his eyes do not have the slightest smoke and fire, and the extremely indifferent pupils sweep across the soul master who is kneeling on the ground in front of him, neither salty nor indifferent road:

Kill them all.

After leaving this sentence, Qian Daoliu left first.

The soul master of the Wuhun Hall kneeling on the ground broke out in cold sweat.

234 unarmed villagers were killed as soon as they said they wanted to, that's really ruthless!

Soon, there were the sounds of cursing, begging for mercy, and wailing from the villagers before they died.

Ninghe's village instantly turned into a hell on earth, with blood flowing like rivers.

But what does all this have to do with him, Qian Daoliu?

They were the ones who killed, not him.

Leaving the outpost village on horseback, Qian Daoliu and his party stood on the iron cableway, looking at the iron cables in the clouds and mist, their eyes seemed to be able to penetrate thousands of meters away, and they could see the location of the Haotianzong sect far away. , There seemed to be a flash of memory in his eyes.

But this change in mood was only fleeting, and soon returned to its usual calm.

He waved his hand and ordered:

March!

With an order, the masters Qian Daoliu brought from the Elder's Hall quickly moved forward along the iron rope.

Iron chains can stop ordinary people, but they cannot stop experts like them.

The villagers who escaped from the outpost village by chance, reported to Haotianzong that it was already too late.

When Yang Ming and a group of members of the Haotian School rushed from the front yard to the end of the iron cable, a group of priests in golden robes were already waiting here to prevent the members of the Haotian School from destroying the cableway, causing the rear people to be unable to follow. come up.

Tang Xiao, the contemporary suzerain, stood out from the crowd and scolded righteously:

People of Wuhundian, our Haotian School has been in harmony with you for more than ten years. You sent a large army here today. What is the reason?

The blood-haired Caesar stood up, folded his arms around his chest, and said with a sneer:

Didn't you see, our Spirit Hall came here today to remove your Clear Sky School from the Douluo Continent!

Tang Xiao glanced at Caesar coldly, seeing that he was only a soul emperor of level 60, he didn't lose face at all, and said coldly:

When I was born, you little guy hadn't even been reincarnated yet! It's not your turn to intervene here!

you!

Caesar is so angry, I didn't expect that Tang Xiao, the patriarch of the Haotian School, who is only a middle-ranked Douluo, would dare to look down on him like this!

What are you! It's really not big or small, get the hell out of here!

Following Tang Xiao's words, a gust of soul power turned into a gust of wind, sweeping Caesar back.

The strange thing is that the priests in the surrounding elder halls stood aside to watch the show, and they didn't mean to stop them at all. They watched Caesar being blown to the ground by the strong wind and ate a dog.

Obviously, Caesar betrayed Pope Bibi Dong in the Hall of Spirits, and took refuge in the great priest Qian Daoliu. Even if these people didn't say it, they still despised it in their hearts.

Just when Tang Xiao was about to protest further, a neutral voice came.

Tang Xiao, I didn't expect that after so many years, you haven't made any progress at all. You can only bully the small with your big ones.

Tang Xiao's hands stopped, and he watched in horror as the man walked from the chain.