My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

Chapter 838

"My army and warriors... I will avenge you!" Morras whispered softly.

Then he felt a breath approaching, so he put Morir's magic core on the ground.

He carved a few words next to the remains of Morir's demon body, and left a black magic seal. Morras turned around and stepped into the depths of the endless demon world.

Soon, He Yiming followed the breath and came here.

"Hmm?" He Yiming raised his hand and took Morir's magic core with 72 magic marks in his palm. At the same time, he saw Morir's body, a line of words on the ground, and a black magic seal.

"Demon killer, Mr. Morras!"

"? ? ? "He Yiming tilted his head.

WTF? What the hell?

Who is Mr. Morras?

What the hell happened here?

He Yiming grabbed the black magic seal with one hand, immersed his spiritual consciousness into it, and was shocked.

Because inside, it turned out to be the combat experience of the high-level demon commander Moras throughout his life, various skills and secrets he mastered, as well as some insights and many secrets of the Ten Thousand Demons World.

It can be said that...

This is all that Moras has mastered in his entire demon life!

Now, it is all collected in this black magic seal.

"Although I don't know what's going on... but thank you, Mr. Moras?"! "He Yiming was overjoyed, because this thing was also extremely valuable to He Yiming.

After all, He Yiming's control over the Purgatory True Demon Body was very superficial. Because of the short time of cultivation, he was naturally far less proficient in many in-depth skills and attainments of the Demon Body than those veteran Demons who had lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

With this black magic seal given by Moras, it is equivalent to quickly understanding and mastering various exquisite Demon fighting skills and experience.

Putting away the things, He Yiming returned to the previous battlefield in one step of 10,000 meters.

At this time, the demon warriors and monsters of the Frozen Demon Legion were ferocious and fearless, crazy and hideous, but in the end...

They were still killed by players from all directions!

However, after He Yiming returned to the battlefield, he was completely confused.

"Man and sword become one, sword curtain attack! "With Jian Yi Wuming's roar, eight hundred sword players leaped into the air together, and all of them merged with their swords, turning into eight hundred sword lights, passing by in an instant, killing all the fifth- and sixth-level demons and powerful monsters along the way with one strike!

"? ? ? "He Yiming was dumbfounded.

WTF?

Where did these four-test players learn to merge with their swords?

I really didn't teach them!

And all eight hundred people are so skilled and natural!

What the hell!

But there are even more ridiculous things!

"Destruction!!!" The God of Destruction Beerus slapped the air, and a three-kilometer-long monster collapsed, turned into dust, and dissipated completely!

"Destruction God Legion, charge with me! "The God of Destruction Beerus waved his hand domineeringly, and fifty or sixty demon players who had contracted with the Ancient Demon of Destruction flew away together. With a slap in the air, no matter how huge the monsters were, they turned into dust in an instant!

"? ? ? "He Yiming tilted his head.

This...

What kind of power is this?

Magic power?

No!

Why can these demon players... so naturally exert the power of the demons?

Wait, are they reincarnated as demons?

WTF?

"Roar, roar, roar!!!" At this time, a group of demons raised their hands and launched a large ranged attack, which arrived in an instant and was about to hit the area where He Yiming was.

He Yiming was naturally not afraid, and was about to raise his hand to defend.

"Armed color flow, air martial arts!!!" More than a dozen demon players flew into the air together, raised their hands, and used the skillful and domineering armed color!

"Boom boom boom! "Hundreds of black giant shields suddenly appeared in the air!

That was the air covered with the shield of Armament Color!

"Bang Bang Bang!" The attacks of this group of monsters were all blocked in an instant!

"? ? ?" He Yiming rubbed his eyes.

Took a closer look.

What the hell?

Damn Armament Color can be applied to the air?

What the hell is going on?

As He Yiming's eyes turned, he was even more confused.

"Magic Cube Hengyu!!!" Tushan's only son-in-law waved his hand, and the three-dimensional maze reappeared, directly sealing a large number of monsters and demons in it!

"Nameless Demon! Appear!" Hundreds of demon players raised their hands and summoned together!

"'? Boom!" A pitch-black palm grabbed the void, and tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of monsters and demons were wiped out on the spot!

"Hehe, I, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, am back again! My clones, go ahead! "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven waved his hand, and 100,000 clones rushed over like a tide! He Yiming watched for a while.

It seemed that something was wrong!

But it seemed...

It was also very reasonable!

Good, good, good!

These four-test players seem to be really good!

But suddenly, He Yiming had an idea!

Since the four-test players are so powerful now, maybe...

It's time to give the four-test players a chance...

Go to the God and Demon Tower!

After all, the situation in the God and Demon Tower is not optimistic now. Although the players of the first, second and third tests fought hard, the number of people in many forces was too large, and it was purely a war of attrition!

After all, the players' energy is limited. After so many days of continuous fighting, it is almost at its limit!

After thinking it through, He Yiming immediately had an idea.

At this time, the war was basically over, and most of the players had begun to sweep the battlefield.

He Yiming stepped forward at this time.

"Fourth-generation disciples!!!" As He Yiming spoke, the players immediately ran over.

"Fuck, Brother Ming is here!"

"Did Brother Ming kill all those elders of the Frozen Demon Clan?"

"That's nonsense. I laughed my ass off when those idiots from the Exploding Demon Gang didn't kill the boss in one second! In the end, Brother Ming took away the Demon Head Boat!"

"Oh, Brother Ming is still awesome. He killed all three elders of the Frozen Demon, who are level 7 beings?"

"That's nonsense. Do you think Brother Ming is as stupid as you, who can perform the human-sword fusion that even a monkey can, and is just showing off endlessly?"

"Three more versions, and I'll have the confidence to catch up with Brother Ming! Ha ha ha!"

After a round of chattering, the players of the fourth test became quiet, staring at He Yiming with wide eyes and excitement.

Fighting is certainly fun...

How can it compare to the exciting moment of issuing task rewards? ?

Chapter 1060 Magical Ranking of Heavenly Ranking

"Dear disciples! You did very well in this battle!"

"Facing the Frozen Demon Legion that is ten, a hundred, or even nearly a thousand times our number! You still won a great victory!"

"You did very well!"

He Yiming opened his mouth and praised directly!

"Ah, my brother Ming's father's praise is so comfortable!"

"Of course, I'm so strong!"

"Is the war over? Tu, I just got excited, are there still Frozen Demon troops to kill?"

Most of the players were happy, and at the same time, they all felt that they hadn't fought enough.

After all, the number of this group of Frozen Demon Legion was too small. I just got excited and had just eaten two hot pots. The monsters are gone?

Is it just that few monsters?

"All the disciples have performed so well, so this sect master will not be stingy!"

"Now, I will give all the disciples the task rewards!"

He Yiming waved his hand and pointed at the void!

Suddenly, more than 80,000 golden lights flashed and fell on the heads of the four test players.

On the heads of the four test players, golden lights flashed and four big characters appeared!

Inner disciples!

"Wow, it's the 657th inner disciple!"

"Ah, I finally became an inner disciple, it's not easy!"

"Brother Ming, do you mean that our strength has finally caught up with the first test bosses?"

"You want to eat shit!"

"That's right, the bosses of the third test have killed 60 magic marks, and we have just broken 50 now. Do you still want to catch up with the first test bosses?

"I am finally an inner disciple! Oh, it's not easy! The upgrade of this B game is too slow! ”

After the fourth test players made a lot of noise, they immediately received the second reward.

—One million contribution points!

The title and status of the inner disciple are a bit empty after all.

But these one million contribution points are really real!

"Fuck! One million contribution points! According to the current price, it is 700,000 Yan coins?"

"Fuck, can you believe that I have saved enough money to buy seven houses after playing games for a month!"

"After I log off the line, I will immediately order two hot pots, one for eating and one for showing off. Not bad, I am so willful!"

"Damn, can you be a little more ambitious?"

"Seven hundred thousand Yan coins, I will spend 100,000 Yan coins first and buy a Mercedes-Benz!"

"Don't ask, take out 50,000 Yan coins to go to a certain club, tonight, I will feel the feeling of fighting seven games in one night! ”

The players were all excited, and most of them thought about how much more they would get if they exchanged these contribution points for Yan coins! But at this time, only half of the rewards were given out!

"Human disciples, Tushan's only son-in-law, Mo Donghai, Kakarot 1?5, Five Swordsmen, Five Zhao Yuns, JOJO Four Heavenly Kings..."

"Demon players, Thousand Hands Madara, Holy Light Arthas and his summoned Four Heavenly Kings, Demon Li Bai and other explosive demon gangs..."

"Demon players, Monkey King, God of Destruction Beerus, Tang Xiaosan, Ye Feng..."

He Yiming spoke lightly and quickly read out a hundred names!

"!" All the players suddenly quieted down, all of them vaguely guessed it.

"You are the hundred disciples with the most outstanding performance in this battle! This sect master will create a tailor-made heavenly weapon for each of you! You can sort out your needs and requirements, and then tell me!" He Yiming said lightly.

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