My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"Are they going to fight among themselves at this juncture, the critical moment of the plague?" He Yiming's complexion changed, and he couldn't help thinking.

"What's going on? Why do the benefactors... seem to be fighting among themselves?"

"The heads of the benefactors are so big... no, the heads are so small?"

"What are the benefactors going to do? Ah, I really want to know! 35

More than five million ancient people, sitting in the hot spring pool, can see the city center, especially when it is broadcast by the loudspeaker, so in an instant, the eyes of all the ancient people are all attracted past.

For a moment, even all the ancient people forgot the pain of being eroded by the plague, and all their attention fell on the three-test human race and the demon player.

"Hi everyone! I'm Brother Bolan, the hottest man in the Star Palace!" At this moment, a figure leaped into the air and stood in the center of the square, right between the Three Test Human Race and the Demon Race player.

At this time, Brother Bolan was dressed in extremely fashionable clothes, and "707" also held a microphone in his hand. With the help of the power of formation, he was connected to all the loudspeakers. If he said a word, he could connect the speakers of the whole city. The system transmits the sound to the ears of every ancient people.

"What's about to start next is the peak duel between the strongest human race of the Third Generation and the strongest demon race of the Third Generation! I, Brother Bolan, will host it for everyone! Brother Yinyou~~" Brother Bolan finished speaking simply and quickly, and then A snap of the fingers.

"Boom!" Accompanied by a lifting platform, the little prince of Yinyou and other music players appeared together, and all kinds of instruments were already prepared.

"Music!!!" With a loud roar from Brother Bolan, the little prince of Yinyou quickly directed the players of the music department to play a familiar melody!

"Sound and meaning, the world of melody!!!" The little prince of Yinyou thought, Dacheng's sound and meaning exploded, turning into ripples that spread out, directly penetrating the ears of every ancient citizen!

Although it is impossible to dispel the gray breath that erodes the ancient people like a curse!

But this world of sound, meaning and melody has successfully attracted the attention of the ancient people once again!

And next, it's the real show!

"Please...Golden Team, Supreme Emperor!!!" Brother Bolan roared, and at the next moment, a figure jumped into the air and stood in the center of the square.

It is the three-test human race player, the Supreme Emperor.

"Whoosh!" Almost at the same time, the twelve figures all leaped into the air and stood behind the Supreme Emperor.

"Boom!" At the next moment, a huge Wood Style platform suddenly rose slowly from the ground.

"Your Majesty, let these scumbags know how powerful we are!

"That's right, the Supreme Emperor, you are the strongest!

"Come on, Golden Team!

After the death of the Supreme Emperor, all three human race players applauded.

"???" He Yiming looked confused.

What the hell are these guys doing? The ring has come out, is this going to start?

However, what happened next made He Yiming dumbfounded.

"Yes~Yes~Yes~Taishanghuang, please start your performance~" Brother Bolan's skillful accompaniment casually threw the microphone to Taishanghuang.

At the next moment, a familiar DJ melody suddenly sounded.

The Supreme Emperor held the microphone with one hand, and suddenly started...

Rap RAP!

And behind the Supreme Emperor, the twelve human race players skillfully started the embarrassing dance!

"If you want, I am the Supreme Emperor!

"Listen up, demon scum!"

"First, I will be the queen!"

"Our human race is the most attractive and dazzling!"

"You demons are all scumbags and frustrated!""

"YO~YO~YO~"

"In terms of strength, our human race is invincible!""

"In terms of temperament, I'm too emperor! 39

"What do you demons have?"

"Working? Flattering horses? Or eating farts?"

"YO~YO~YO~"

With Taishanghuang's skillful and very dynamic rap rap, not only all kinds of damage to the three-test demon player, but also all kinds of boasting about himself!

The embarrassing dance of the twelve three-test human race players behind him is also accompanied by rhythm and rap, a skillful horse!

He Yiming has been watching, thinking, maybe this is awkward dance rap, but then, something wonderful appeared!

"Come, come, let the scum of the demon race see it!"

"bronze!"

Following the Taishang Huang hovering and waving his hand, holding up the microphone, the sound of the music suddenly stopped!

"Boom boom boom!"" At the next moment, the Supreme Emperor and the twelve human race players behind him transformed into bronze armors!

"silver!""

At the next moment, the Supreme Emperor flipped his hands and changed his movements, and all thirteen people put on silver armors!

"gold!"

The Supreme Emperor spoke again, and all thirteen people turned into golden battle armors!

"YO-YO~YO~"

"In terms of might, we are mighty lions!!!99

"In terms of handsomeness, we are noble Libras!!!39

"On pulling the wind, we are proud goats!!!35

Every time the Supreme Emperor sings a line, the twelve three-test human race players behind him will change their golden holy clothes, from Leo, to Libra, and then to Capricorn!

"Scum demons, scumbags, scumbags, scumbags, scumbags, you were once scumbags! You are still scumbags now! 35

"We are mighty, we are handsome, and we are cool! We are the strongest golden team!

"I am the Supreme Emperor, the strongest boy in the whole server! 35

With the end of the final rap, Taishanghuang casually threw the microphone to Brother Bolan 0. …

"People of the ancient times, how is the performance of the Golden Team? If you like it, please vote for the Golden Team!!!" Brother Bolan waved his hand and said loudly.

"Aww!"

"Brilliant! What a great show! 35

"I have lived for three hundred years, this is the first time I have seen such a performance!""

All the ancient people were dumbfounded, and they came back to their senses after hearing Brother Bolan's words.

Plague of disease?

The pain that erodes the heart?

Countless broken and sad memories of the past?

Wait, let me vote first!

"Wow!" Soon, countless votes were cast, and Brother Bolan slapped his hand, and a huge stone tablet screen suddenly appeared!

On the left side, there are four large characters written impressively!

Golden Team!

And a rising number suddenly emerged, and finally fixed at 490,000 votes!

Every ancient citizen has a ticket, and there are more than five million ancient people, and there are more than five million tickets!

As for the golden team formed by the Supreme Emperor, they received 490,000 votes as soon as they came up!

"Brothers of the ancient people, how is the performance of the golden team?

"it is good!

"Wonderful?

"Wonderful!

"Does it look good?

"nice!""

"Very good, next, let's look at the Mozu side!" Brother Bolan laughed, successfully heating up the atmosphere of the audience, and with a flick of his hand, the 4.2 microphone fell into the Mozu player's side.

And a Mozu player stretched out his big hand and grabbed the microphone!

Impressively...

It's Hikonecha!

"YO~YO~YO~" With Brother Bolan waving his hand, the accompaniment of the little prince of Yinyou sounded, and the atmosphere of the audience became hot again!

"Brother Nai Cha, let them know the power of light! 99

"Come on, Brother Naicha, you are the biggest!

"That's right, come on, Hikunaka!

The Mozu players are shouting crazily! Everyone is excited!

Dammit, Taishanghuang, this B actually raps wildly and mocks our demon player? Can this be tolerated? We must fight back!

"???"

He Yiming tilted his head.

What are you guys doing?

Now is the most terrifying and mighty last hour of the plague disaster!

Can you be normal?

How about giving the plague of plague a face?.