My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 687

No one can stop it!

Just when the three thunder beasts were about to kill He Yiming, He Yiming finally moved!

"Triple Heavenly Thunder Tribulation?"

"Kneel down for this master!

He Yiming took a step forward and suddenly shouted loudly!

Chapter 854 I am your master

The moment he shouted loudly, He Yiming turned his palm and took out an object!

Artistic Gem! Five Disasters of Heaven!

Don't ask, just ask that it was taken from the cheap baby beef noodle!

The third test players can row every day, why can't He Yiming row?

"The power of artistic conception, the five disasters of heaven! ! ! " He Yiming clenched the artistic conception gem and completely exploded the artistic conception aura of the five disasters of heaven!

"Boom boom boom! "In the blink of an eye, a five-colored vortex appeared on He Yiming's chest!

—A burst of extremely powerful, vicissitudes, and amazing breaths that spread over the years suddenly burst out!

The power of the first generation of the Heavenly Dao, the Five Disasters of the Heavenly Dao!

"!" When the three thunder beasts transformed by the triple thunder pool were about to pierce He Yiming, they stopped in the air after feeling the breath of the Five Disasters of the Heavenly Dao! With He Yiming's loud shout, the three thunder beasts finally responded after a brief confusion, struggle, and hesitation.

"Boom boom boom!" The golden sky thunder dragon, the sky thunder tiger, and the sky thunder phoenix all stopped in the void, then slowly knelt down and kowtowed to He Yiming respectfully.

"? ? ? "All the cultivators present were stunned!

WTF?

What happened?

Who am I?

Where am I?

Why would the triple heaven thunder tribulation kneel down to He Yiming?

Why the hell?

Everyone was stunned, even the Yuanying masters present opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say at this moment.

Everyone thought of many possibilities, such as He Yiming was defeated and killed, or He Yiming's strength was against the sky, maybe he could fight to the death with the triple heaven thunder tribulation, just in case, maybe He Yiming could take out the trump card against the sky, pay a huge price, and exhaust everything , and finally defeated the power of the triple heaven thunder tribulation with difficulty!

However...

No one would have thought that He Yiming's loud shout would actually make the triple heaven thunder tribulation kneel down!

Why the hell is this?

The triple heaven thunder tribulation is not a pig raised by He Yiming, why would it listen to He Yiming?

"Huh..." Seeing the triple heaven thunder tribulation surrender, He Yiming breathed a sigh of relief!

Although He Yiming is not afraid, if he really fights with the triple heaven thunder tribulation, he may suffer a lot of losses, and may even be seriously injured!

If he is injured here, no one can guarantee that some guys with ulterior motives will not appear and attack him!

Since it can be taken without injury, it is natural to choose a more secure means!

"I am the first generation of the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao! The triple heaven thunder tribulation! Listen to my orders and become my power! I, He Yiming, am your MASTER! M He Yiming's mind moved, and he suddenly passed his will to the three thunder beasts in front of him through his spiritual consciousness.

Feeling that the three thunder beasts had no intention of resisting, He Yiming felt relieved, so he raised his hand and condensed three green wooden seals!

This is a seal condensed by the power of the Qing Emperor's immortal body. Once it falls, he can control the opponent freely!

He Yiming pointed at the void, and three green seals flew over, slowly approaching the three golden thunder beasts.

"..." He Yiming was a little nervous, because now was a critical moment!

"Pah!" But fortunately, everything went well, and the three green wooden seals successfully fell on the eyebrows of the three thunder beasts and slowly merged into them!

He Yiming immediately felt that he and the three thunder beasts had a strange sense of connection!

Although he could only control the three thunder beasts when he exerted the power of the Five Disasters of Heaven, but that was enough!

After all...

"I still have ten of the Five Disasters of Heaven gems in my hand!" He Yiming lowered his head and glanced at the other nine Five Disasters of Heaven gems in the storage ring, and couldn't help laughing. Seven days to upgrade the system, plus three days after the fourth test, one pill a day, is it reasonable?

"Collect!" Since the three thunder beasts transformed by the triple heavenly thunder tribulation surrendered and were marked, He Yiming naturally waved his hand and took them into his own five-element small world.

All this was done in one go, like flowing water!

Before many cultivators present could react, He Yiming had already finished!

"Dan!" He Yiming slapped the Medicine King Cauldron, and after the lid of the cauldron was opened, three pills suddenly broke through the air and were grasped by He Yiming!

"Boom boom boom!" As He Yiming spread out his palms, three crystal clear pills were constantly spreading out ripples covered with runes and vast Taoist aura!

These ripples slowly spread out from the void and disappeared into the endless distance, which was extremely amazing!

"He actually managed to overcome the triple heavenly thunder tribulation?"

"What happened?"

"Those three pills, could they be... the Three Yuan Shaping Infant Pills?"

The cultivators present were in an uproar, and many people just reacted at this time.

At this time, He Yiming had already fallen from the air and landed in the formation set up by ten Yuanying masters of the Xingchen Auction.

Seeing this scene, several black-robed people hidden in the crowd were dumbfounded.

The black-robed people never dreamed that things would develop like this!

"What should we do? Why did He Yiming complete the refining in just one stick of incense?"

"He actually recovered the triple heavenly thunder tribulation? Damn it, this way, there is no chance to sneak attack!"

"He Yiming is now standing in the sixth-grade defense formation, and there are ten Yuanying masters around him. It is impossible to attack him again!

Several black-robed people were panicked.

The plan has completely failed at this point!

No matter how brave the black-robed people are!

It is impossible to forcibly attack a defense set up by ten Yuanying masters under the eyes of so many Yuanying masters. Formation!

It would take a long time to break this sixth-grade formation!

There were at least a hundred Yuanying masters present, and they were not fools who would just watch him break the formation!

Even if the formation was broken, what would happen next?

He Yiming had almost no damage and was in perfect condition!

Beside him were ten Yuanying masters from the Star Auction! In the dark, there must be a Taishang at the peak of the Yuanying level from the Star Auction!

There was no hope of attacking He Yiming!

"No, we still have a chance!" At this moment, the black-robed man in the lead suddenly shouted!

"What? Is there still a chance? "The other black-robed men were shocked, and they didn't quite understand.

The black-robed man in the lead had a gleam in his eyes, and after glancing at He Yiming, he gave up and turned to look at another figure.

The old man of the Senju.

Seeing the old man of the Senju with white hair and a youthful face, exuding a vicissitudes of life, with a calm and relaxed demeanor and temperament that saw through everything.

The black-robed man in the lead shook his head instantly.

This old man is unfathomable at first glance! The great elder of the Yanhuang Sect must be at least in the middle or even late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm! Want to attack him? Haha, that's courting death! Then...

The black-robed man in the lead looked at another figure!

Beef noodles!

"Did you see that kid? The young master of the Yanhuang Sect, He Yiming's biological son! Haha, He Yiming has no chance to attack, but..."

"We can capture his son and use his son to exchange for the recipe of the Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pill!!! "

The leading black-robed man grinned and whispered with a hint of ferocity.

"You are worthy of being the boss!"

"This move is brilliant!"

"It makes sense! So smart! Since we can't do anything to He Yiming, if we can get the recipe of the Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pill... it will be enough! It's even better than killing He Yiming!"

The other black-robed men were shocked, and then ecstatic, and agreed.

"Let's get ready!" The leading black-robed man waved his hand, and several black-robed men quietly began to act.

Chapter 855 The Young Master of the Yanhuang Sect was captured!

"Success?" The great elders Mu Jin and Mu Xueying had been waiting in the formation for a long time. When they saw He Yiming land and walk over, they were so excited that they almost couldn't speak.

"I knew you would succeed! "Mu Xueying seemed to have known this would happen, she just smiled softly and stretched out her hand.

"This is the Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pill!" He Yiming said lightly, flipping his palm and handing three Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pills to Mu Xueying.

"Miss, do you want it..." Mu Jin hesitated and said.

"No!" Mu Xueying shook her head, then stepped out and came to the three ancient coffins.

"The descendant of the Mu family, Mu Xueying! I have lived up to your trust and finally obtained three Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pills! Please show up, ancestor!" Mu Xueying knelt on one knee and said seriously.

"Click! "The next moment, the three coffins all made a crisp sound!

Soon, after the coffin lids all flew into the air, three extremely old hands slowly stretched out, grabbed the edge of the coffin, and slowly stood up.

These were three extremely old men, with a thick aura of death all over their bodies!

The breath of the three old men was so weak that it was almost impossible to sense, and the vitality of the three old men was almost gone, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time!

"Please take the pill, ancestor!" Mu Xueying gently moved the power and moved the three Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pills away, flying towards the three old men.

"Pop!" The three old men all closed their eyes, but instantly each pinched one of the Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pills, paused for a moment, and swallowed it without hesitation.

As the Sanyuan Plastic Infant Pill was taken, the triple thunder pool in the sky began to dissipate.

"Boom! "And three huge auras suddenly burst out from the three old men!

"Protect the ancestor!!!" Mu Jin and the other ten Nascent Soul masters took several steps back without saying anything, each standing at the key position of the formation, practicing their cultivation, and the power of the ten people merged into one, turning into the pillar of this sixth-grade defense formation!

"Boom boom boom!" At this time, the aura of the three old men continued to increase at an astonishing speed, and finally broke out completely!

!" Three powerful auras appeared together!

Nascent Soul Peak!

And at this moment...

"Do it!" With a loud shout!

Five black-robed men suddenly attacked together, and each of them burst out with the aura and power of the Nascent Soul level!

The black-robed man in the lead even burst out with the terrifying strength of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

"Huh?" Before Beef Noodles could react, he saw a huge handprint falling!

"Ahhh!" The group of monks around the beef noodles didn't even have a chance to react before they were killed by this huge handprint of 100 meters! The beef noodles in the middle of the handprint were instantly imprisoned in a strange little bottle.

"What the hell?"

"What happened?"

"Fuck..."

The beef noodles in the little bottle didn't even have time to react before they were grabbed by the black-robed man in the lead and instantly stuffed into the black robe.

The next moment, the five black-robed men suddenly took out something together!

Boundary Breaking Talisman!

"Crack!" With the sound of shattering, the five Boundary Breaking Talismans shattered together, and the five black-robed men were instantly enveloped by light, their bodies twisted, and they were about to ascend and leave!

"!" He Yiming naturally noticed all this, and just as he was about to take action, he knew it was too late!

The black-robed man in the lead swung in the air, and a strange instrument fell on the ground outside the sixth-grade formation where He Yiming was.

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