My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 1139

It is better to ignore this yellow-clothed gold-clad face for the time being, and kill all the Yanhuang Sect disciples first! It is impossible for them to obtain the power of the Yellow King!

After killing all the others, slowly deal with the yellow-clothed gold-clad face of the Haagen-Dazs Devouring Pipi in front of you!

"Believers... Don't worry about this yellow-clothed gold-clad face for the time being, kill the rest first! They don't have the power of the Yellow King, they are just a bunch of trash!!!" The leader of the Black God Cult, No. 0753, waved his hand and ordered directly. So, countless abyss residents roared together and killed the other players directly.

At this time, although the evil god mark was lost, the players were still surrounded by endless enemies, each with amazing power and strange shapes!

Ordinary attacks still cannot cause effective damage to these abyss residents! After all, this is a narrow world, the home field created by the evil god, the black king Knull!

That is to say, even if Beef Noodles has obtained the power given by the Yellow King, the players have not, and as time goes by, they will still be gradually eliminated.

But at this moment, Beef Noodles spoke again.

"Where are my high-level believers of the Yellow King!!!" With Beef Noodles' words.

The players of the first test, the second test, and the third test were all stunned and confused.

The leader of the Black God Cult, No. 0, was also stunned.

What the hell?

Could it be that in addition to this yellow-robed gold-clad noodle...

there are also high-level believers of the Yellow King?

Then the next moment...

"Ahhhhhhh!" With the shouting, all the players of the fourth test changed, and each of them put on a golden cloak and a golden robe, and turned into a believer of the Yellow King.

"? ? ? " At this moment, not only the players of the first test, the second test, and the third test were stunned, but even the water friends who were watching the show were shocked.

"What the hell?"

"Why are all these guys wearing the Yellow King's believer robes?"

"Wait, I think I know something!"

"Damn, no way?"

"These four-test happies, I seem to understand

"Could it be..."

At this moment, the first test, second test, and third test players and water friends, after a brief shock, finally reacted!

These four-test happies, obviously did not believe in the existence of the Yellow King, and they all shouted that they wanted to be painted dead! But suddenly, everyone had a brand new and handsome Yellow King high-level believer suit!

Such a ridiculous scene actually happened, there can only be one reason!

"Hehehe, fortunately I made this set of witty!"

"Hey, brother, you also have this high-level believer suit? ”

“Of course, since Brother Enel went to the second floor of the Tower of Gods and Demons, in order to row the thunder, I naturally have to make a set of high-level believer suits of the Yellow God Cult, otherwise how can I get in?”

“To be honest, the hot pot in the Yellow God Cult is so delicious!”

“Yeah, the shrimp shells shed by the mantis shrimps, dipped in sesame paste, are so delicious!”

“Fuck, are you still human? Am I the only one who is pure as snow, who only rowed Brother Enel and didn’t touch anyone else? Hey, am I the only one in the whole server who is extremely loyal to Brother Enel? ”

The players of the fourth test were exchanging their valuable experiences at this moment. When they looked at each other, they found that all the players of the fourth test had infiltrated the Yellow God Cult headquarters on the second floor of the God and Demon Tower. Don't ask why!

Since ancient times, it is reasonable for the eldest son of the father to have a robe of a high-level believer of the Yellow God Cult, right?

This scene naturally made the players of the third test explode!

"Too shameless!"

"You're right, how can you be so shameless!"

"I never expected it!"

"This group of happy fourth testers are shameless!"

"Damn, how can this be?"

"People, can't be so fickle!"

While cursing, the players of the third test took out the golden things skillfully.

"Hua La La!" Accompanied by the familiar metal sound, the next moment, a scene that blinded the whole audience suddenly broke out!

"Fuck! "Seeing this scene, all other players and fans vomited blood.

The third-test players suddenly changed and put on the gold armor suits!

There are Leos, Libras, Zhier, and Hotpot...

Although there are some strange things mixed in, there is no doubt that.

At this moment, each player in the third-test legion has a set of gold armor!

"We are the strongest guards under the command of Hastur, the King of Yellow, the Gold Saints!" The third-test players said sincerely and naturally.

"Puff!" At this moment, the first and second test players vomited blood together.

These scumbag workers actually all have a set of gold armor?

Fuck you

"What? Gold Saint?" The leader of the Black God Cult, Zero, believed it directly and was a little panicked.

How could this happen?

It was a sure win siege and kill!

How could the Yellow King suddenly appear?

And suddenly there appeared so many high-level followers of the Yellow King, and even the Yellow King's strongest guard, the Golden Saints?

At this time, the leader of the Black God Cult, Zero, could not calm down at all, and could not even go out to kill two younger brothers!

At this time, Beef Noodles spoke again!

"I know that my combat power is really not good! Instead of using this power, it is better to give it to a more suitable person!"

"I am Beef Noodles, the fourth generation leader of the Yanhuang Sect!"

"Disciples, I will... hang up for you now!!!"

With the roar of Beef Noodles, he raised his hand and waved!

The golden light, containing the power of the Yellow King, spread out like a stream of light and sank into the body of every player!

This is the power of the Yellow King! It is also the same power as the Black King Knull!

At this moment, Beef Noodles did not hide anything for himself, but selflessly gave this supreme power to every disciple under his command! After all...

Since there are so many cannon fodders, why not give them some power to let them charge forward and I hide behind and watch the show safely?

"Ahhh!" The next moment, all players received an extremely powerful BUFF!

The supreme power of the Yellow King! .

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"Ahhh! I feel I have become stronger!"

"Fuck, the power of the Yellow King is too strong? I killed several monsters with one punch!"

"Before, no matter how I output, it was useless. Now I can kill a piece of it in one second. It's so cool!"

"Is this a cheat? Love it!

"Once, Hashirama gave us the power of the sacred tree flow. I thought that was the strongest! But now, Noodles directly gives us the power of the evil god! This is the real father!

"Damn, from Ming-ge, to Mian-ge, to Zhu-ma-ge, and then to Mian-ge! Every generation of the sect master can hang up in groups, I fucking love the sect master fathers!"

The players were in an uproar. After being given the power of the Yellow King by Beef Noodles, the abyss residents who were previously difficult to kill became paper-mache. He raised his hand and punched a kid. He was simply invincible!

"What!!!!" The face of the leader of the Black God Cult, Zero, suddenly sank.

How could this be?

The leader of the Black God Cult, Zero, claimed to be the most devout believer of Lord Knull, the King of Black!

But he has never been able to obtain the identity of a spokesperson!

What is a spokesperson for God?

That is equivalent to the incarnation and symbol of God in the world!

Even the emperor of the human race or the real demon-level strongman of the Ten Thousand Demons are not qualified to be a spokesperson normally!

Not to mention the Black God Cult leader Zero himself.

And now, this yellow-clothed and golden-clad man in front of him, with only the Nascent Soul Realm, can not only summon the will of the Yellow King to appear, but also really become the spokesperson and be endowed with the supreme power?

I fuck

"!" But suddenly, the Black God Cult leader Zero looked horrified!

"Boom boom boom!!!" Because in an instant, this narrow world suddenly underwent a huge change, and a vast and incomparable pressure descended!

The entire narrow world that was originally illuminated by golden light was actually divided into two, half of which was golden light, and the other half...

turned into endless darkness!

"Here it comes! The will of Lord Knull, the Black King, has arrived!!!" The Black God Cult leader Zero was so excited that he almost cried, and knelt down respectfully on the spot.

"Ahhh!" At this time, countless abyss residents in the narrow world were all boiling, making twisted and strange roars!

"Boom boom boom!!!" The next moment, under the shocked gaze of everyone, two figures suddenly appeared in the sky of the narrow world.

In the dark sky, a black robe as black as ink, millions of meters long, suddenly appeared. The end of the robe swayed like billions of twisted tentacles. At the head, only a strange face like a dark vortex could be seen.

The will of Knull, the king of black, appeared!

On this side of the golden sky, a figure of the same size as an ordinary person, wearing a golden robe and covering his face, appeared.

This figure itself, like a sun, turned into endless light!

The will of Hastur, the king of yellow, appeared!

At this time, in a way that no one could perceive, Knull, the king of black, and Hastur, the king of yellow, began to talk.

"Hasta, you actually came here? There are obviously no believers of yours here! How could a fake believer summon you here?"

"Once, he was fake! But now, he is real!"

"Hasta, do you really want to come here and hinder my plan? Your original body is clearly separated from here by billions of worlds, and this is not your divine domain! It is meaningless for you to intervene here!"

"After billions of years, are you still invading the worlds of Hengsha in such a low-level way? You have these twisted monster-like believers who have lost their minds. No wonder you are still such a waste after such a long time! Although I never care how you do it, since my devout believers have called, I will naturally give them... the power to fight against you!"

"Why? Is a fake believer worthy of you giving him such a huge power?"

"Even if it is a monkey... as long as he has a billion faith powers! A billion faith powers that keep their original hearts, do not lose their own will, and use their own will to fanatically and devoutly dedicate all faiths! I am willing to come for him!"

After the black king Knull and the yellow king Hasta confronted each other in the void for a moment, they suddenly dissipated at the same time.

..

"My believers! I used my last strength to temporarily block Knull's will from descending into this narrow world! He can no longer directly intervene here! But time is limited. The moment this hourglass runs out, Knull's will will descend again!

In the time I buy for you, you must leave here as soon as possible!"

At this time, the majestic voice of Hastur, the King of Yellow, suddenly sounded in Beef Noodles' mind.

At the same time, a golden hourglass appeared in the void beside Beef Noodles, and golden fine sand was flowing slowly.

Beef Noodles estimated that if the time of this hourglass runs out, it will take at most an hour.

"Fuck! Hastur's father is awesome!!!" Beef Noodles couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

But then, Beef Noodles discovered a serious problem.

This narrow world is covered with endless fog. Even if it is illuminated by the golden light of Hastur, the King of Yellow, it is still unclear in the distance.

So, where is the way to escape?

As if he had heard the inner voice of Beef Noodles, the words of Hastur, the King of Yellow, resounded in Beef Noodles' mind again.

"My son, believe in yourself. I have given you all the supreme power! You will definitely find a way to escape! Remember..."

"Don't be deceived by your own eyes! The essence of Knull is deception. The facts you see are not necessarily the facts!"

The voice of Hastur, the King of Yellow, became smaller and smaller, and finally, it slowly dissipated.

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