My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"Ahahaha! Daddy is going to die laughing!"

"Brother Begging for Mian, how big is the shadow area in his heart!"

"Brother Mian: Brother Ming, are you still human?

"This is the worst time Brother Mian has been hacked! Brother Ming got off the stage himself, it's a blast!" 5

"I understand the truth. I just want to know how miserable Brother Mian was before. Is there a video playback? I can have ten hot pot meals!

"Everyone, Brother Mian has no misfortune point A Wei Ai, now the price of heart-beating friendship is only 99,000 Contribution Points, heart-beating is worse than action, come and buy... ouch!

"Dammit, this middleman is out of his mind, kill him, kill him, fuck him!!!

In the entire square, all the players burst into laughter, and among the audience watching the live broadcast, the 300 million forum friends were frantically banging on the barrage, but the 200 million cute new viewers didn't quite understand.

But at this time, in the narrow world, He Yiming moved again.

Little Red Flower is just an episode!

Naturally, it is impossible for He Yiming to let go of the Great Emperor, so He Yiming slowly raised his hand, and the movements were exactly the same as the three previous movements!

"Boom!!!" Even before He Yiming made a move, the entire narrow world vibrated violently. With He Yiming as the center, terrifying murderous intent and power were gathering rapidly, gathered in He Yiming's right hand .

"Prisoner, get ready and die!" He Yiming said coldly, and then he was about to use all his power to completely blast and kill the real prisoner Great Emperor!

True Suppression Prison The Great Emperor is not a fool. In the three attacks just now, although He Yiming shot with anger, he didn't intend to kill himself completely!

But now, He Yiming has really launched a murderous plan, really planning to kill himself completely in this strike!

Zhenzhen Prison The Great Emperor knew very well that if he was in good condition, even if He Yiming stepped into the half-immortal realm, he would not be able to kill him so easily!

But the current Zhenzhen Prison Great Emperor, was not only seriously injured, but was also backlashed, with one arm broken and one eye blown out, and just now he was attacked three times by He Yiming and destroyed all the resisting power in his body!

And now, He Yiming is about to launch the final blow to kill!

"This emperor can't die!!!"

"How could this emperor die here!!!

‘This emperor will dominate the 5th floor of the God Demon Tower again. Ten Ten Thousand Years, Hundred Ten Thousand Years, Thousand Ten Thousand Years!’

"This emperor still wants to be Immortal Ascension, to be Supreme, and to stand at the top of the entire human Hengsha world!!!"

"This emperor must not die here! 35

True Suppressing Prison Great Emperor's thoughts flowed, and then he issued a final cry, and also activated the final hole card!

"Master Samsara Immortal Emperor, save me!!!"

With the shout of the Great Emperor, the next moment...

The killing blow that He Yiming was about to unleash was actually stopped!

The entire narrow world, whether it is the breeze blowing Buddha, or the constantly distorted and collapsing space, or everything in the narrow world...

All frozen in place!

"The law of time?" He Yiming looked horrified. Although He Yiming could still maintain consciousness, he found that he couldn't even move a finger.

It was as if at this moment, the time of the entire narrow world was stopped.

"!!!" And soon, He Yiming saw an extremely shocking scene!

From the left eye of the Zhenzhen Prison Great Emperor, the Samsara's different pupil, which is almost exactly the same as Mu Xueying, unexpectedly reflected a phantom!

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This phantom turned into a black-gray mist, gradually diffused, and turned into a huge vortex!

From the depths of the vortex, from nowhere, came a strange and deep voice.

"You actually defeated my chess piece, then, it's up to you to replace him as a new chess piece!" Deep in the huge vortex, accompanied by a hoarse sound, at the next moment, a huge black-gray palm suddenly emerged from the vortex. Slowly protrude out.

This palm is as huge as a thousand feet, and it is filled with the vicissitudes of the ancient years, and it is not just a few hundred years, a few thousand years, let alone a few Ten Thousand Years, a dozen Ten Thousand Years!

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but

Thousands of Ten Thousand Years, or even hundreds of millions of years, an unimaginably long time breath!

And hundreds of millions of vortex-like imprints of different sizes are densely imprinted on this palm, and each vortex imprint seems to be able to swallow a real dragon directly!

"Can't move!!!" He Yiming tried his best to break free from the suppression, but his whole body, no, it should be said that this space was completely locked!

The huge palm that emerged from the black-gray vortex slowly protruded out of the vortex, as if covering the entire sky, covering the earth, and covering the entire narrow world!

At the next moment, this black-gray giant palm of unknown existence slowly buckled towards He Yiming, with an absolutely irresistible crushing and domineering!

Once caught by this black-gray palm, He Yiming knows very well that the ending will be absolutely dire, and he is afraid that everything about him will be manipulated and taken away!

However, He Yiming at this time really has no means of resistance at all!

At this moment, there is only one thought in He Yiming's mind!

The owner of this palm...

Who exactly? Chuan.