I'm Beating You, Ghost Douluo!

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"Ding!"

"Congratulations, Host, for uttering a classic anti-pornography line. You have received one lottery chance. Would you like to activate the lottery wheel?"

It was from a Hong Kong movie starring Nick Cheung as the male lead. The plot had been boring, but the lines were quite imposing.

Yang Ming had borrowed one of its lines. He had no interest in that movie world, much less the time to draw a lottery.

Because Ghost Douluo, Gui Mei, had arrived to kill him!

Nine Soul Rings appeared in succession: two yellow, two purple, and five black, representing two Century Soul Rings, two Millennium Soul Rings, and five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

Such a Soul Ring configuration was incomparably dazzling, drawing countless sidelong glances.

Among them, the fourth Soul Ring lit up with a rich purple glow.

Ghost Douluo aimed his palm at Yang Ming from afar. A small black Soul Power vortex abruptly condensed in his palm, and black Ghost Shadows struggled and crawled out of it one after another.

Ferocious ghost faces, grotesquely elongated bodies, and shrieking ghostly cries!

There were hundreds, perhaps thousands of them. The instant they appeared, they howled as they blanketed half the night sky. Only flickering Ghost Shadows could be seen, while gusts of cold wind swept through the air and endless ghostly cries that induced auditory and visual hallucinations poured into the ears.

Fourth Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow!

Even among Millennium Soul Rings, there were differences in strength. Gui Mei's Millennium Soul Ring was clearly extraordinary, and bolstered by the power of a Titled Douluo, it possessed unimaginable might.

Seeing that Yang Ming's Three-Tomoe Sharingan was in the midst of evolving, Feng Baobao naturally would not allow Gui Mei to interrupt his evolution.

She leaped forward and intercepted Gui Mei.

Feng Baobao tried to