My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 643 Prehistoric Warrior Limited Edition Big Cloak!\r

"Squeak..." Eight followed by a strange voice, all the players turned their heads and looked behind them, unexpectedly...

Slowly, a large cloak of green, black and gold appeared!

Cyan background color, golden border pattern, black light wrapped around it, turned into four big characters!

Prehistoric Warrior!

"Damn!!!

"Damn!!!

"Damn!!!

All the players are stupid, and then...

Just ecstasy!

"Holy shit! It's a cape! It's a big cape!

"Brother Ming made the big cloak himself, and the one with the golden trim!

"Handsome, so handsome, okay? Wait, is this cloak the only one? If it's the only one, daddy will explode!

All the players shouted crazily, and everyone was excited.

Is it powerful?

A!

but……

Strong can only be stronger than the "Six Nine Zero" version, which is handsome, but the one who rides on horses can be handsome enough to pass the server!

"Damn, brother Ming made a move, it must be a boutique! This big cloak is so handsome!""

'Golden trim, black with light, this design style and style, hang all designers! 995

"I asked just now, this is the only one, and it supports free trade, grass, save it as a treasure, after the fourth test is opened, backhand 1 million is sold to the fourth test Mengxin, wow ha ha ha!" 5

All of them touched the big cloak happily and took pictures with each other. Everyone was full of pride and happiness.

Mu Xueying tilted her head.

can not read it.

I really don't understand.

Mu Xueying can tell at a glance that these big cloaks are not to mention heavenly weapons!

Not even the floor!

It's just an item made by a powerful cultivator with the power of a powerful Cultivation Base, or the power of wood-type spells. It can be considered a spiritual weapon.

This kind of thing is useless except for looking good.

In the eyes of the upper realm cultivator, it is simply a waste product.

but………

Why is every student of He Yiming so excited? So happy? So happy?

But the most incomprehensible thing happened to Mu Xueying.

"Hahaha, I can finally change out the cloak of this puller!

"Good, good, the cloak made by Unreal Dage can finally be retired!

"I have the cloak, when will Brother Ming make another shirt? Wait! 35

Under Mu Xueying's watchful eye, I saw many He Yiming's disciples throwing the ground weapon cloaks with defense methods and various attribute powers on the ground, wearing He Yiming's cloaks. The cloaks made are all proud of themselves.

Are earth weapons inferior to spirit weapons?

why?

Mu Xueying really doesn't understand!

"These disciples have made such a great contribution... how can all the disciples be satisfied with such a small cloak? Mu Xueying looked at He Yiming again, and the light of appreciation appeared in her eyes again.

This man's methods are too heaven-defying!

"He Yiming!" Mu Xueying rose into the air and stood beside He Yiming side by side.

"Huh?" He Yiming turned his head.

"This time, thank you! If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to stop this prehistoric natural disaster!" He Yiming said slowly.

This prehistoric natural disaster is too terrifying!

If he had learned from Mu Xueying earlier, he would have made complete preparations in advance, and had known precisely that the duration of the drought of hunger would be 24 hours!

I'm afraid that I and the player will either be buried in the torrent, or give up the ancient people and choose to live.

An extremely important key to victory in this battle is the accurate information provided by Mu Xueying.

"Huh? Can someone's kindness be conveyed with just one sentence?" Mu Xueying smiled and asked softly.

"Cough cough cough... In the future, I will definitely repay you!" He Yiming said hastily and earnestly.

"I want your reward right now!" Mu Xueying went straight up without saying a word!

After a long time, my lips parted.

"???" He Yiming had question marks in his mind.

This……

Who is answering whom?

He Yiming can't understand!

This bad woman is too bad!

"Three days later, the drought of hunger will appear! The drought of hunger will last for seven days!" Mu Xueying suddenly said.

"The drought of hunger!" He Yiming's expression changed immediately.

After experiencing floods and floods, He Yiming has fully understood the levels of Heavenly Dao's five disasters!

Don't ask, just ask, Heavenly Dao, the five disasters must be one disaster more powerful than one disaster!

I am afraid that compared with the last disaster, the flood disaster of the Great Desolation is probably the younger brother!

Because, the task of the fifth disaster is to kill the creatures that the previous four disasters failed to kill!

"Do you know the specific content of the drought of hunger?" He Yiming asked tentatively.

"No!" Mu Xueying shook her head.

It's a pity for He Yiming, but from the name, He Yiming already knows what to do.

"All disciples!!!" He Yiming shouted loudly.

"Crash!" All the players gathered together in an instant, a total of 10887 players, not one of them!

"In three days the drought of hunger will appear! 35

"In order to fight against the drought of hunger and other disasters in the future, all disciples must hurry up and go out to hunt and gather more food within three days, and make adequate preparations!

"Heavenly Dao has five disasters, one disaster will be more terrifying, more ferocious, and more incredible than the other! 39

"Moreover, we have to protect more than five million ancient people!"

"Dear disciples, this Sect Master believes that the Five Heavenly Dao Plagues are hailed as an irresistible world-class disaster. If there is anyone who can defeat the Heavenly Dao Five Plagues!

"That person is you!"

"I, the prehistoric warriors of Yan Huang Sect! Let's fight!!!39

After He Yiming gave a speech, he suddenly raised his arms and shouted!

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Oh my god, are there four more such cool plots? Are they so enjoyable?"

"Oh my god, daddy hasn't slept for 24 hours, is this asking daddy to continue working?

"Sleep sleepy, take a sip of 82-year-old Bingling wine, take a sip of deep Poseidon skewers, get up and continue to be high!"

Many players originally planned to go offline and sleep.

As a result, after listening to He Yiming's speech, everything was on fire again.

"The high-level leaders are assembled, ready for a meeting!" Star waved his hand, and directly called the high-level meeting.

"Pfft..." After He Yiming watched the players disperse and prepare, his throat suddenly felt sweet, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Before 4.2, the 100,000-meter tree transformed by the Nascent Soul environment-level Azure Emperor Immortal Body that He Yiming was running with all his strength was defeated, which naturally caused great damage to He Yiming!

This damage is not light, and it cannot be recovered in a short time.

"It seems that I need to recover from Closed Door Training for a long time... Next, it's up to you!" He Yiming looked at the players, then turned around, found a safe place, and began to rest and recover.

at the same time……

Black Tortoise's back.

"Master! Master, wake up, Master!!!" The youth Purgatory was desperately patting the cheek of a figure.

This figure, the normal body or the physical body, the normal body...

But it turned into a black-purple ice crystal-like posture, which was extremely weird.

Impressively, it was the body of the beef noodles that had been washed away by floods for 24 hours.

Right now...

This figure, or beef noodle, slowly opened his eyes.

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