My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 1165

"Hua La La!" A familiar artistic conception burst out from the wound on the young man's chest!

Extreme freedom!

The artistic conception power of extreme freedom from beef noodles!

This artistic conception power of extreme freedom quickly absorbed the magic energy of the Ten Thousand Demons Realm, and then combined with the physical condition of the young man, began to evolve the human body of the young man!

Evolved into...

A new posture that can withstand the erosion of magic energy, absorb the power of magic energy, and control the power of magic energy!

A moment later...

"This is..." When the young man looked down, the wound on his chest had turned into a strange scar, or...

Demonic scar!

This magic scar perfectly absorbed the magic energy of the Ten Thousand Demons Realm and turned it into the power of the young man. At the same time, it would not let the young man be demonized and lose his mind, turn into a monster, or even collapse his body!

"This is the power of the master... It turns out that the master has predicted everything..." The young man was moved to tears again.

When the young Lian stood up again, the magic mark on his chest had slowly exuded an amazing aura.

"Master... I remember all your teachings!"

"Eternal Immortal Emperor, right?"

"I remember you!"

"There are millions of powerful people in the human race, right?"

"I remember you!"

"I am Lian... and also... Purgatory!"

"No matter how much time it takes, no matter how long it takes, one day..."

"I will definitely go back!

"Master... Brother, please wait for me!"

The young Lian spoke hoarsely, and then gently touched the magic mark on his chest.

This is the magic mark that the master left for him, and it is also his first magic mark!

The next moment, the young Lian strode forward.

I don't know how much time has passed. When the young Lian stopped, there were already three magic marks on his body.

At this time, in front of the young Lian, a figure appeared.

A thin boy with only half a magic mark and white bones all over his body.

"Who are you?" The young Lian walked up to the white-bone boy and asked curiously.

"I... my name is Linggu..." The white-bone boy spoke hoarsely, his breath was extremely weak, and he could die at any time.

"Why are you here?" The young Lian asked again.

"Because... I failed to condense the magic mark, and the tribe thought I was a waste, and abandoned me here to die..." Linggu spoke hoarsely, with deep despair.

"You are not a waste! No one is born a waste!" The young Lian couldn't help but roared loudly. The next moment, the young Lian lowered his body and injected a wisp of magic energy into the body of the white-bone boy Linggu.

"Thank you, big brother..." The white-bone boy Linggu was nourished by the magic energy and recovered a lot. He struggled to get up, but didn't know where to go.

After all, he failed to condense even the first magic mark, and was a complete waste.

Although this world of ten thousand demons is huge and boundless, where can I find a place to stay?

"Big brother, who are you?" The white-bone boy Ling Gu couldn't help but look at his savior, the young Lian.

The white-bone boy Ling Gu knew very well that the area around his white-bone demon clan was almost full of dangers.

How did the young Lian, who looked not much older than himself, survive until now with only three magic scars?

"I am Purgatory!"

"One day, I will become the strongest existence in the entire Ten Thousand Demons!"

"I will be so strong that all the strong will respectfully call me... Dad!"

The young Lian spoke hoarsely, and said every word seriously.

"What?" The white-bone boy Ling Gu was stunned.

This sentence was really too against the sky!

In the memory of the white-bone boy Ling Gu, no demon clan dared to say this, even the most powerful patriarch of his clan with 17 magic scars.

But why should the strong call him dad?

Is being called dad a synonym for being the strongest among the strong?

Although Ling Gu didn't know why, he remembered this silently.

"Not only will I become the strongest in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm!"

"I will also leave the Ten Thousand Demon Realm and go to other Hengsha worlds to defeat countless powerful enemies and conquer them!"

"One day, I will lead hundreds of millions of troops and kill back to where I should go!"

The young man Lian spoke again word by word.

"!" The white-bone boy Linggu was completely shocked. For some reason, there was an indescribable and convincing temperament in the words of the young man Lian.

"Linggu, are you willing to follow me?" The young man Lian turned around and looked at the white-bone boy Linggu.

"Yes! Although, I only have half a magic mark..." The white-bone boy Linggu nodded directly, just looking at his half a magic mark, full of loss.

"Half a magic mark, so what?"

"Believe in yourself, one day... obey"

"You can also be famous in the entire Ten Thousand Demon Realm! Let all the demons listen to your name and surrender!"

The young man smiled, with a sincere look in his eyes.

"Yeah!" The white-boned young man Linggu did not doubt, but chose to believe at this moment, and once again, he was full of faith in himself!

So the next moment..

In the endless black sandstorm, two small figures, one in front and one behind, slowly walked into the endless world of demons...?

Chapter 1550 The cheap baby finally died

"Boom!" With a roar, the beef noodles were completely blasted into slag.

But the clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng was very angry.

A mere seventh-level scum who had just broken through, although I don't know why he can hurt himself, but compared to the Sixth Calamity, there is no need to care at all.

At this time, the clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng was most angry, but the Sixth Calamity escaped.

After a breath of silence, the clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng made a choice.

He stepped into the plane rift, wanting to chase the remaining breath of the Sixth Calamity and continue to chase!

However, after the clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng entered the plane rift, it arrived at the Ten Thousand Demons Realm with difficulty. Before it began to chase, its face changed drastically.

"Hua La La!" Because in front of the clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng, a dark and bottomless strange flame suddenly appeared.

"It's you!!! The number one among the 88 original demons..." The clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng took a breath of cold air and turned around to escape.

"Boom!" The strange black flame swayed and instantly engulfed the clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng.

The next moment, the strange black flame slowly dissipated on the spot, as if it had never appeared.

At the same time.

Among the millions of human race strongmen, a figure quietly watched everything that happened, from the beef noodle being beaten to death, to the clone of the Immortal Emperor Changsheng chasing into the plane rift.

This figure witnessed the whole process, but did not intend to take action at all.

It was He Yiming!

After all, millions of human warriors were about to arrive, and He Yiming certainly couldn't face so many enemies head-on! So he took advantage of the chaos to find an opportunity, hid his breath, and then mixed in with millions of human warriors to watch the show.

So at this time, He Yiming witnessed the whole scene of Beef Noodles being beaten to death.

Although Beef Noodles posed in a super handsome posture, his death was also extremely tragic!

But after struggling several times, He Yiming couldn't help but...

turned up.

"The bastard is finally dead! I know how happy it would be to witness this scene with my own eyes! It's really unbearable happiness!

At this moment, He Yiming finally understood why the fourth test players wanted to kill Beef Noodles.

Everything is self-evident.

While the other human warriors were not paying attention, He Yiming flipped his hand and grabbed the Purgatory Rune Necklace and the Divine Water Ring dropped by the dead Beef Noodles in his palm.

"Immortal Demon Vine? And what is this red bone? Hmm? So many treasures? "He Yiming lowered his head to check Beef Noodle's Divine Water Ring, and immediately took a breath of cold air. Wow!

I haven't seen so many treasures for a while.

Since ancient times, haven't Beef Noodle's treasures been his own?

Of course, what's his own is still his own...

"Cold! I'm finally dead! Damn it!" At this time, Beef Noodle, who had turned into a soul, was floating in the air, trembling with anger.

But thinking that he was still in a pretty handsome posture when he died, he was relieved.

At this time, Beef Noodle lowered his head and saw He Yiming taking his Purgatory Rune and Divine Water Ring out of thin air.

"Damn, Brother Ming is so shameless! He actually hid among the human race strongmen the whole time? "Beef Noodles suddenly realized.

Why didn't I see Brother Ming?

Because Brother Ming didn't confront the millions of human race masters head-on, but was extremely smart... ah, shamelessly hiding among the human race masters!

Too shameless!

It's really too shameless!

Beef Noodles was about to rush to He Yiming and shout a few words, but he was stunned.

He Yiming was also stunned.

Because with a burst of mist, a familiar object reappeared.

The Bridge to the Other Shore.

"Is it time to go back?" He Yiming was stunned, then opened the system interface and took a look at the player's live broadcast.

After seeing the Bridge to the Other Shore appear in the narrow world where the player was, He Yiming was relieved.

So He Yiming turned around and stepped onto the Bridge to the Other Shore step by step.

"Brother Ming, don't run! My baby! "Beef Noodles, who had turned into a soul, hurriedly chased after him and also followed him into the bridge to the other shore.

At this time, in the narrow world.

"Failed... I didn't expect that I had tried everything, but I still failed in the end..." Black-clothed Zero fell to his knees with a plop, his mind completely broken. He was severely injured by the indomitable bear Sauron, but he could still recover.

But through the gap in the narrow world, Black-clothed Zero saw the Sixth Calamity disappear in the plane crack with his own eyes, and finally collapsed.

All efforts, in the end... still failed!

At this time, after a hole was punched through the narrow world, it gradually began to collapse. If they could not escape from here as soon as possible, everyone would be sucked into the shattered space and die completely.

At this moment.

"!" Indomitable Bear Sauron turned his eyes and was immediately surprised.

As the mist emerged, a familiar object appeared in front of him.

The bridge to the other shore.

The bridge to the other shore appeared in this narrow world!

"Is the plot over?" Indomitable Bear Sauron was surprised.

Having experienced the plot of the third test of the Great Secret Realm, Indomitable Bear Sauron knew that the appearance of the bridge to the other shore meant the end of the plot!

Although Brother Mian died, but...

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