My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"what?"

"This... this is..."

"Why can the tentacles of the immortal ghost vine turn into this huge wooden statue? How did it do it?

The countless powerhouses present were all in an uproar, and everyone was dumbfounded.

However, at the next moment, many powerhouses were inspired to fight in their hearts!

Compared to surrendering and being forced to surrender without face and dignity...

Who doesn't want to rely on their own strength to prove themselves?

But now, that old Zhu Jian of Qianshou really gave himself this chance!

If it is a life-and-death fight with the tentacles of these immortal ghost vines, there is absolutely no chance of winning! But if you just stick to one stick of incense...

It seems that there is really a glimmer of hope!

Now that the opportunity has come, how can we not seize it?

"Fight!!!" The countless powerhouses on the scene shouted in unison, so they all made their moves and started fighting with the wooden vines Divine Armament transformed from the tentacles of these immortal ghost vines.

In the beginning, the wooden vine Divine Armament transformed from the tentacles of immortal ghost vines was overwhelmingly powerful. The tenth-level powerhouse was okay, with strong strength and many cards, so it was not a big problem!

Ninth-level powerhouses are in danger, but at least they can persist for a while.

The worst thing was the eighth-level powerhouse with the largest number of people. Facing the tenth-level wooden vine Divine Armament, he was pinned to the ground and hammered from the very beginning!

Fortunately, these wooden vines Divine Armament did not activate the most terrifying power of the immortal ghost vines, which is the terrifying devouring power that can even suck the soul!

These wooden vines, Divine Armament, just launch purely physical attacks and fight with the help of ten levels of powerful strength!

Therefore, many powerhouses of the eighth step barely survived.

But even so, in less than ten breaths, more than one hundred thousand eighth-level powerhouses could not hold on, and were knocked down by the wooden rattan Divine Armament!

"..."

‘Damn it, sure enough, it is impossible for the eighth level to win over the tenth level!

"I'm going to die... hey..."

Although these fallen powerhouses of the eighth rank were suffering and unwilling, they had nothing to do.

If you can persist for ten breaths, it is already the limit!

The eighth warrior rank spans two full ranks, how can it be possible to win?

But at this moment, something unexpected happened to everyone!

"Stand up!" When the familiar and hoarse old voice sounded, all the eighth-level powerhouses who were lying down were stunned.

And almost at the same time, the wooden vine Divine Armaments who had beaten these eighth-order powerhouses also stopped their attacks.

"???" The other strong men who were still fighting were also confused, and couldn't help but look at the standing figure who shouted this sentence.

Qianshou that old Zhujian!

"You climbed the tower and crossed several Hengsha worlds just to come here, lying here like a loser waiting to die?"

"No!"

"You are tower climbers, every one of you must dream of reaching the top of the tower of gods and demons, and become a power in the future era! Even if you are weak now...but you are the existence that the old man gave you the opportunity to test and have the qualifications !

"At this moment, you are not fighting for something like a prison, nor are you fighting to survive, but are fighting for the dignity of your own strong! 99

"Stand up and prove to the old man that the old man's eyes are not wrong, each of you... are real, strong!

The old Zhu Jian of Qianshou spoke hoarsely, encouraging him with an indescribable courage.

"!!!" At this moment, the more than one hundred thousand powerhouses of the eighth rank were all stunned!

And the other powerhouses who were still fighting but already wanted to give up were also stunned.

Qianshou that old Zhujian...

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No!

Is Zhu Jian a senior, actually thinks so highly of himself? He even recognized himself? He even believed that...

In the future, it is possible for me to reach the top of the Tower of Gods and Demons and become a party of the future era Power?

An indescribable feeling circulated in the hearts of these prostrate eighth-rank powerhouses at this moment, and spread to the hearts of other powerhouses who were still fighting but were about to give up!

At this moment, he clearly knew that the old Zhu Jian of Qianshou was the enemy, the enemy of the prison-suppressing Great Emperor that he was supposed to serve, Yan Huang Sect's Fifth Generation Sect Master!

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Whether these eighth-level powerhouses who were beaten to the ground, or other powerhouses who were still fighting hard and ready to give up, they all ignited!

This test is a test given by Zhu Jianda senior to recognize himself!

How can I fall down here?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmm

"This ghost, how could I lose here!

"That's right, what is a prison guard? Daddy will stand here to fight for Daddy's huge and boundless ambition!!!"5

With the encouragement of the old Zhujian Qianshou, more than one hundred thousand powerhouses of the eighth rank who had been beaten to the ground and waited to die, all of them stood up again, and each of them exploded with strength far surpassing their own!

There are even hundreds of powerhouses who are at the peak of the eighth level, and they are about to break through and directly step into the ninth level!

At this moment, what these strong men thought of was not the Great Emperor who suppressed the prison, nor was it to survive, but an idea!

In front of Zhu Jian Da senior, I must prove my own strength! I am definitely not a weak person, let alone a waste, but...

A real strong man!

"Second round, come again!!!" These powerhouses roared in unison, and all the members roared again! Chuan