My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 968

In He Yiming's eyes, the skills created by ordinary cultivators are no different from losers.

"You are the only one left!" He Yiming looked at the last assassin, the strong man of the Blade Demon Clan with 78 magic marks who had not taken action.

"You are very strong! Although these guys are losers individually, they are definitely not weak when they are gathered together! You can actually kill them!" The strong man of 78 magic marks said lightly.

"You are very arrogant and didn't attack with them!" He Yiming said calmly, and was also a little curious.

This guy seems to have other purposes.

"This demon, the Blade Demon Clan, Mo Bulie!"

"You are very strong, it's a pity to kill you like this!"

"If you are willing to submit to this demon, this demon can allow you to join and become one of this demon's teammates! Your status in the team is second only to this demon!"

Mo Bulie, a strong man of the Blade Demon Clan with 78 magic marks, said arrogantly.

"Haha!" He Yiming smiled.

It turned out that the other party was attracted by his strength and wanted to recruit him!

But He Yiming could only say that this guy thought too much.

Even if this Mo Bulie knelt down and begged to join He Yiming's army, He Yiming would not look down on him!

After all, to be honest, this Mo Bulie was not as good as his third-generation disciple who lost half of the game at the beginning!

What use was there for him who was not even as good as the players?

"Wouldn't it be better to kill you?" He Yiming said casually.

"You are courting death! What a pity, you missed a great opportunity in vain!" Mo Bulie sneered, and then stopped talking nonsense!

"Boom!!!" Mo Bulie roared, and the huge demonic energy burst out, and the pressure of seventy-eight demon marks directly shocked the whole audience!

"Seventy-eight demon marks, in our Desire Demon Clan, are also considered powerful elders!" Mo Daji felt this terrible pressure and couldn't help but worry about He Yiming.

After all, the test has not started yet. Even if He Yiming wins, if he is seriously injured, it will be a big trouble, and it may even cause the failure of this test!

And if the test fails, he will have to return to the test space hall.

At that time, the backers or elders behind these guys who were killed will come, and the trouble will be even greater!

Although killing can solve many problems the fastest, it is easy to cause a chain reaction and bring greater trouble!

"Boom!!!" However, at this moment, He Yiming was as calm as water, punched out, and hit through the chest of Mobulie, whose face changed greatly!

"? ? ? "Mobulie spit out magic blood, looked down at his pierced chest, felt the coming of death, and didn't even react to what happened. .

Chapter 1244 What's going on?

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?

Why did a human...

just an ordinary punch, and blew up himself, a member of the Blade Demon Clan with seventy-eight magic marks?

Why the hell is this?

Mobulie opened his eyes wide and fell down with his eyes wide open.

Until his death, Mobulie could not figure out why He Yiming's punch was so powerful, even to the point where it was completely unreasonable and completely inconsistent with the laws of this era!

"It's over!" He Yiming retracted his fist and grabbed with one hand, and the magic core of Mobulie's seventy-eight magic marks fell into He Yiming's palm.

Only seventy-eight magic marks!

For this kind of stuff, the third-generation disciple who didn't start with a half-loss and opened a purgatory incarnation could kill him with one punch!

And such a powerful one who didn't start with a half-loss was crushed by Wang Luffy like a grandson!

No matter how strong Wang Luffy is, he is still He Yiming's disciple!

Wang Luffy may control the way of the sky, and he is invincible at the same level!

But sorry!

He Yiming not only possesses the way of the sky, but also the way of the emperor, the way of killing, and the way of law!

Even if Wang Luffy and Bu Sao lose half of the fusion at the beginning, well, add the speed of Pa Bei Tower! Once again transformed into the strongest Wang Fei Sao Jita at the peak!

But it is still embarrassing!

He Yiming also has the Purgatory True Demon Body! And it is a step further, completing the fusion, the body of God and Demon!

He Yiming's ordinary punch is a sure-kill blow to Mo Bulie with seventy-eight magic marks! And it is absolutely unstoppable!

"This..."

"Oh my God!"

Bai Mei'er and Mo Daji were stunned!

With a casual blow, Mo Bulie of the Blade Demon Clan with seventy-eight magic marks was instantly killed!

Mo Bulie didn't even have a chance to attack!

He Yiming in front of him, after entering the God Transformation Realm, has become a completely different person!

The degree of strength is comparable to that of the Divine Realm!

How can a human cultivator be so powerful?

"Hmm? That seems to be an ancient mysterious beast?" At this moment, with a roar, He Yiming's eyes turned, and he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and spoke.

The three women turned their eyes and saw a huge ancient beast that was a hundred miles long. On its forehead, there were two huge horns!

The terrifying aura of the eighth-level ancient demon spread out.

The test from the second floor to the third floor of the God and Demon Tower was to cut off a horn from the forehead of an eighth-level ancient demon!

"Two horns... This means that no matter how many people participate in this test, in the end, only two teams are allowed to pass the test..." He Yiming's mind moved, and he immediately understood.

"I'll be back soon!" He Yiming gave a light order and took off.

"He Yiming, be careful, that's the eighth-level ancient demon!"

"Yes, He Yiming, the eighth-level ancient demon is very powerful!

The two women, Demon Daji and Bai Mei'er, hurriedly reminded him.

"Yes! I know!" He Yiming nodded, but he didn't care at all, and soon came to the eighth-level ancient demon, the ancient beast.

"Roar, roar, roar! ! !" At this time, the ancient mysterious beast also sensed He Yiming's breath, and directly opened its mouth to let out a terrible roar, and the huge and boundless breath and pressure burst out directly! But He Yiming didn't waste any words!

"Ancient Sword Emperor Meteorite!" He Yiming turned his palm, and the Ancient Sword Emperor Meteorite was in his hand!

The extremely powerful sword intent burst out!

The sword intent is against the sky!

"Boom!" The next moment, He Yiming slashed down with a sword in the void!

Once this sword, even the clone of the frozen demon was killed!

And at that time, He Yiming had not yet entered the God Transformation Realm!

Now, He Yiming is already a real God Transformation Realm powerhouse!

One sword out, cut the world!

"Boom!!! "The sword light of Qianli passed through the huge body of the ancient mysterious beast, and even stretched through it, directly cutting a huge sword mark on the ground for countless miles behind!

The ancient mysterious beast had not yet shown its power, but it had been cut in half by He Yiming's sword!

Crush!

Absolute crush!

"Crack!" He Yiming immediately landed, wielded the ancient sword Emperor Yun, and cut off the two horns of the ancient mysterious beast.

It must be said that the horns of the ancient mysterious beast, especially the eighth-level ancient demon-level ancient mysterious beast, are enough to be called top-level eighth-level spiritual materials!

And this horn is extremely heavy. He Yiming, who is now a god and a demon, can actually feel a little bit of heaviness.

In other words, ordinary seventh-level demons may not even be able to lift such a heavy horn.

"It seems that the blood power of the ancient black tortoise inherited by this ancient mysterious beast is all concentrated on this horn!" He Yiming guessed immediately.

"Swoosh! "The next moment, He Yiming returned to the original place holding two horns of the ancient beast.

"!" When He Yiming returned, one of the horns of the ancient beast in He Yiming's hand slowly rose into the air and was collected by the scroll in the air. Then, a new line of big characters appeared on the scroll.

?Test passed!"

"Huh!" Seeing this scene, He Yiming breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there were some accidents in the middle, the test was finally passed smoothly!

But at this moment, something unexpected happened!

"Hiss, hiss!" The scroll in the air suddenly flashed and shone on the horn of another ancient beast in He Yiming's hand.

The next moment, the horn of this ancient beast flashed and changed its shape.

"!" He Yiming changed color!

Soon, the light flashed, and the horn of the ancient beast shrank rapidly, and finally...

It turned into a card!

A card that looks exactly like the artistic conception card that the players in the Yanhuang Sect liked to use the most during the third test!

There are some words on it.

Name: Horn of the Ancient Mystical Beast

Rank: Eighth-rank spiritual material

Effect: After use, it will turn into a physical entity

Seeing this card that looks exactly like the artistic conception card that the players made when He Yiming passed the bridge to the other shore and stepped into the ancient times.

He Yiming was shocked!

What's going on?

What's going on?

Why did the target item of the test task, the horn of the ancient mystical beast, that he took during the test of the Tower of Gods and Demons, turn into a card?

Moreover, it looks almost exactly the same as the artistic conception card made by the players during the third test.

Besides himself, the players, and Mu Xueying, the only people who know the appearance and posture of the artistic conception card should be...

The five million people of the ancient times!

And the leader of them, Han!

The young man of the tree tribe!

Also the future...

Eternal Immortal Emperor!

Obviously!

There is only one person who knows the appearance of the artistic conception card and has the ability to transform the horn of the ancient mysterious beast into the appearance of the card!

That is the Eternal Immortal Emperor! .

Chapter 1245 Memory becomes entity!

"No wonder the True Spirit calls me the Supreme Supreme!"

"If the founder of this God and Demon Tower is the Immortal Emperor Changsheng... He made the rules, the True Spirit is under his command, and the Immortal Emperor Changsheng worships me as the Supreme Supreme

"It makes sense!"

At this moment, a series of speculations suddenly emerged in He Yiming's mind.

In the Lost Era, the Immortal Emperor Changsheng fought with the Immortal Emperor Purgatory for some reason! The entire ancient continent collapsed!

And after the Lost Era, the God and Demon Tower appeared!

So this era can be called the God and Demon Tower Era!

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