My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"Damn it, Brother Ming wants GG?

"Dammit, who the hell can stand this?

"Can you live with Shenmu color?"

"Don't worry, the ten ancestors of blood origin can penetrate Shenmu color in a few minutes, okay?

"Then attack, the best defense is to attack, ten rounds of Purgatory True Martial Fist kills ten Blood Origin Patriarchs in seconds, and the remaining blood puppets are just a group of experience packs?"

"It makes sense, Brother Ming, hurry up and punch! Come on Brother Ming, ten punches, one punch, one Blood Origin Ten Ancestor kid!"

"Dammit, although this tactic is very reasonable, why does it feel so LOW! 95

"???

"Life and death fight, you still think you are not handsome enough when you are riding a horse? You are poisonous, you are really poisonous!"

The player and the friends in the forum held up the watermelon at the same time, and discussed it while eating.

But soon, the player, the friends of the forum, and the ancestors of the Red Emperor clan became confused at the same time.

Because He Yiming didn't throw punches very low, nor did he defend with all his strength, but remained motionless, letting the endless army of blood puppets surround him!

This makes it impossible for everyone to understand.

Brother Ming, what are you trying to do?

Either defend with Shenmue, or attack with Inferno!

Besides, what else can I do?

never...

Brother Ming...is there a brand new method of filling cups?

no no no no no!!!

But soon, He Yiming spoke again, still ignoring the ancestors of the Chidi clan and the endless blood puppets, and looking at the live broadcast camera.

"Dear disciples! If you really encounter a desperate situation like this!

"When neither the color of Shenmu nor the color of purgatory is enough to reverse the situation~々!"

"..."

"Use the third power! 35

"Magic color!!!

With He Yiming whispering, the brand-new third posture burst out suddenly!!!

I saw two postures of Azure Emperor Immortal Body and Purgatory True Demon Body appearing on He Yiming's body at the same time, and then...

Perfect blend!

Wearing a blue robe, six wooden sticks form the Longevity Formation, and He Yiming's body has 96 magic marks, black and red veins all over the body like lines!

He Yiming's pupils are one blue and one black and red!

This posture is the true strongest posture of He Yiming!

The god and the devil are in the same body, the god and the devil change!

"Demon color!

"Gods and demons flow, one thought can control the world!!!'

He Yiming opened his mouth softly, and at the next moment, the power of the demonic color turned into ripples sweeping thousands of miles and exploded instantly!

"Boom boom boom!!!" This magical power is a genuine power that transcends this era, and it can even be said...

It is almost the same power as the Goddess Empress of the future era!

The greatest power of the magic color is not defense or offense!

It's high-dimensional suppression!

Because this is the fusion of the bloodlines and inherited power of the two invincible existences of Changsheng and Purgatory!

The coercion of an invincible Immortal Emperor is enough to suppress a Hengsha world!

So, what happens when two invincible beings merge?

The demon-colored ripples swept across thousands of miles, and wherever they passed, those blood puppets, whether they were the powerful and boundless tenth-order Transcend Tribulation Blood Origin Patriarch, or ordinary eighth-order blood puppets, all stagnated at this moment. The body formed by the condensed blood is now frozen like ice!

"Kacha Kacha Kacha!" Then, accompanied by countless crisp and pleasant cracking sounds, it shattered at the same time!

The last hole card of the ancestors of the Red Emperor clan is comparable to the power of the Great Emperor. The endless army of blood puppets is just a moment...

It's all gone!

It shattered into countless blood-color crystals, these blood-color crystals slowly melted, and turned into countless blood-color mist.

However, what shocked the ancestors of the Red Emperor Clan was the player and forum water friends who participated in the eighth collective frying pan!

"Fuck! 39

"Fuck!""

"Fuck!""

Everyone could only exclaim these two familiar words at the same time.

Demon color, he is finally here!

Shenmu color, purgatory color, god devil color, Nima!

It's not shameless to plan this!

simply……

Great!

`"Holy shit, I get it, I get it, Shenmue is the main defense, take the tank route! Purgatory color is the main attack, take the output flow, the god demon color is the main cup, take the cup route, reasonable, too reasonable!""

"Dammit, please be yourself! Conqueror's Haki can be upgraded like this? I'm convinced! 39

"I understand the truth, so I asked where did I learn it?"

"Are you happy? You definitely can't learn the color of demons and demons. This is an innate power that can only be possessed by a handsome and stylish existence like me who is born with the aura of domineering. You want to learn it? Dreaming go!"

"Just your virtue? The little spicy chicken with 83 magic marks is still blowing wool. Have you forgotten that the pain of being rubbed (Li Li's) face by a camel's hoof an hour ago has passed?"

"Dammit, can you step on the horse without mentioning the camel?"

"Then have you forgotten the pain of yesterday when you were blown to death by Rambo Deep Poseidon?"

"Fuck you bro!"

The player and the friends on the forum are all blown up, everyone is frantically discussing the third power, the magic color! At the same time, many players have proposed how the player can control the magic color, and some people have even posted a message Magic color special class!

"What else is there to do? If not! You Chidi Clan should disappear forever!" He Yiming descended from the sky, landed in front of the ancestors of the Chidi Clan, and spoke again.

It was still so calm, as if this was not a fight to the death, but a one-sided beating!