My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"I...I can't do it..."

"Ah! It's so cold..."

"Jump...don't...get up...come up!39

A bone-chilling chill swept over the sky like a blizzard, and the players of the Wutest Broadcasting Exercise Corps were directly turned into ice sculptures in the cold wind.

However, seeing his comrades freeze into ice sculptures and burp their farts, the rest of the players continued to do radio exercises.

"Brothers, hold on!"

"At this moment, only persistence! 35

"What about the frozen Devil? Even the frozen Devil can't change our determination to dance!

"At this moment, in my heart, there is only radio exercises!"

"Light it up!!!

"The one who lives to the end is the real strong man!

Even though there were constant farts from their companions, most of the players were still very passionate, encouraging each other while continuing to dance.

However……

At such a passionate, sensational, and passionate moment, a player suddenly woke up.

"Wait...why am I doing radio exercises?"

“Why don’t the horse riders fight the clone of the frozen Devil? Why do you want to dance radio exercises?’

"What are these people burning? Burn it!

"Crazy! Are you all crazy?"

"Daddy's on a horse..."

This player just suddenly woke up at this moment, and couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

If someone sends a blizzard to attack you, you must fight back or die quickly!

What kind of radio exercises are you dancing?

Why do radio exercises?

And the most important point...

"Daddy is from the horse-riding power training team, not from the radio drill team. Is daddy Happy? Why did you follow the radio drill? Damn him!" The player vomited blood, and then suddenly came to his senses The most critical point.

Then the next moment...

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the player of the power leveling army was frozen into an ice sculpture and hiccupped on the spot.

With the blow of the frozen Devil clone ended...

On the battlefield, almost all players were frozen into ice sculptures and hiccupped.

However……

"Boom!!~々!" The eight thousand figures shattered the ice covering their bodies, but they still...

Skilful dancing radio exercises!

"Hehehe, Spicy Chicken Frozen Devil, that's it?""

"It's so cold, you want to freeze your uncle and me to death?"

"Daddy survived the 18 hours of The Underworld! Afraid of you?

"The cold is like the wind, always with me! What about the mere cold? Daddy has already started to adapt!""

"After dancing radio exercises for so long, daddy is not only not cold, but... even warmed up!

"Come, come, freeze the Devil clone, come again!

These 8,000 players of the five-test broadcasting exercises army, led by Yao Ming, faced the cold wind and faced death at any time, but still skillfully danced the funniest broadcasting exercises!

"!" However, the Frozen Devil's avatar looked at these players, at...

The blue magic pattern that slowly emerges from the bodies of these radio drill players!

These blue magic lines exude an astonishingly cold air, but they are derived from the magic marks of these still alive broadcasting players!

The players of these broadcasting exercises did not find it themselves.

On the bodies of these still alive Eight Thousand Broadcasting Exercises Legion players, strands of frozen power that originally belonged to the Devil, the origin of the ancient times, have been gradually absorbed by these Broadcasting Exercises Army players, and turned into magic marks derived from them. blue magic pattern.

Frozen magic pattern!

6*_*!*_*!*-*!*_*!*-*!*−*!" Frozen Devil's avatar suddenly and slowly uttered a series of strange notes, although the players present could not understand , but also know that the Frozen Devil's avatar seems to want to say something.

Then the next moment…

"Boom!!!" The clone of the frozen Devil seemed to have exhausted all its strength, turning into the most terrifying cold wind and crushing down rapidly!

"Damn it!" This time, even Yao Ming's face changed drastically!

Because the power of the frozen Devil's avatar this time is several times more terrifying than the sum of the previous two times!

Can't stop it!

Even if you dance radio exercises, you can't stop it, you will definitely be frozen into an ice sculpture!

At this time, the Eight Thousand Broadcasting Players, not only have their Devilish Qi exhausted, even if they take out an eighth-order heavenly weapon, they will only be frozen into ice cubes.

Even if you want to summon the power of the sky fire, the sky fire stored in the magic wheel eye has been exhausted, and here is the independent world of the frozen Devil, and the power of the sky fire demon prison heart flame cannot enter.

At this moment, the players of the Broadcasting Exercise Legion have no cards to use!

The only result is to be instantly killed by the group!

However……

"The ice that freezes the Devil is like an endless flood! It is terrifying! But

Jingjing `" If you can't resist...

"Then why..."

"Don't turn into water and merge into this endless flood?"

Suddenly, Yao Ming realized some unspeakable feeling, so he spoke again.

"Bros!"

"This wave of attacks, if you resist normally, you will definitely die! 35

"FF..."

"..."

"Become ice!!!

Yao Ming roared desperately, and directly raised his arms!

Once again, he made a move with the breath of the sand marten!

Almost at the same time...

"Transform into ice??? Good!!!" The eyes of the remaining players of the Eight Thousand Broadcasting Exercise Corps all lit up, and then Qi Qi and Yao Ming acted desperately, posing with the breath of a sand mink!

"Boom!" At the next moment, the chill was like an endless flood, directly crashing down, engulfing the players of the eight thousand broadcasting exercises army.

"(Zhao)! However, the frozen Devil's clone suddenly trembled.

Because after the freezing cold swept past...

Eight thousand figures appeared in front of the frozen Devil clone again.

"Is this...the power of the frozen Devil?" A figure hoarsely asked, his whole body was silver and blue like snow, not to mention the eighty-five magic marks shining brightly, what was even more astonishing...

The magic mark of this figure is no longer black, but...

blue black!

ID: Yao Ming don't want to die!

"Crash!" Yao Ming desperately raised his left hand slowly, and in the palm of his hand, there was an astonishing cloud of cold air, which seemed to be slowly flowing.

This is the original power from the frozen Devil's avatar, and it is the ultimate cold power that can freeze a world!

Once upon a time, this power belonged to the clone of the frozen Devil!

but now……

But it belongs to the player of the Wutest Broadcasting Exercise Corps, Yao Ming is desperate!