All my disciples are sand sculpture players

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

At this time, a figure also slowly opened his eyes.

It was He Yiming who was in the Blood Clothes Hall!

"Is this the power of the peak of the God Transformation Realm?"He Yiming raised his hands, and the powerful and boundless breath of the peak of the God Transformation Realm slowly filled the air.

The next moment, He Yiming thought!

"boom!!!"He Yiming's demon body, the true demon body of purgatory, slowly emerged, with... a total of eighty-eight demon marks on it!

Full of domineering power!

"How did these players get so much luck?"He Yiming felt the explosive increase in power, and was a little confused for a moment.

The recent increase in luck value is really exaggerated!

It is even exaggerated beyond He Yiming's imagination and understanding.

Although today It was an important day for the Blood Clothes Hall to conquer the memory world of 400 people, Moxamas.

But He Yiming thought about it and decided to go back to the sect to take a look.

During this period, He Yiming improved his strength while comprehending and Gradually controlling the surge in power, he has basically been in seclusion.

The current situation on the third floor of the God and Demon Tower and the sect is basically unknown to the outside world.

"Did they go to the spiritual spring again?"He Yiming walked out of the retreat room and asked the maids arranged by the Xueyitang. He found out that the three Mu Xueying girls had gone to the Lingquan together again. They also left a message that if He Yiming woke up, they could go there and join them at any time.

Faced with this overwhelming choice, He Yiming nodded, and then... stepped into the teleportation array without hesitation, and returned to the sect with a flash of light.

"？？？"As soon as He Yiming appeared in Zongmen Square, his head tilted.

WTF?

What's wrong with this?

At this time, everything that happened in the Yanhuang Sect Square was so unbelievable that He Yiming couldn't understand it for a moment.

In the center of the Yanhuang Sect Square, the thunderous sky turned into a pillar of thunder!

And a figure is suspended in the void.

ID: God King Enelu!

At this time, God King Enilu's whole body erupted with the terrifying aura of the eighth-order sky thunder. It was so powerful that it even gave He Yiming an illusion.

This is not the player God King Enelu who is in the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm and is following the path of the Emperor.

But... the second Demonic Hell Heart Flame! The terrifying power of the eighth-level sky fire!

"Whoever believes in me will have eternal life!"

"He who paddles me will be invincible!"

"bring it on! Feel free to fuck me!"

……

God King Enilu spoke hoarsely, with an unfathomable look on his face. His whole body turned into thunder, and his physical body evolved into a pure elemental body, which was unparalleled!

"Quick oar!"

"Mader, please be faster. Finish the rowing quickly. I still have to take the make-up exam!"

"Ma De, this Shenmu-ryu exam is so difficult! I failed the class again!"

"Why does Mr. Enelo get stronger the more he rows? This unscientific!"

"Wake up, have you drunk too much Bingling Wine? Looking for science in this game, why don’t you go back and have a hot pot to sober up?"

"Father Eniro is still so handsome today. I will paddle for a while longer when I am next in line!"

……

A group of fourth-test players are queuing up to play God King Enel. The scene is so beautiful that I can’t bear to look directly at it.

"God King Enelu, has he really achieved the way of Holy Thunder?"He Yiming looked a little stunned.

And He Yiming discovered that the more God King Enilu was beaten, the stronger the thunder aura on his body, and the stronger his strength!

Even He Yiming couldn't understand why.

But He Yiming turned around and was confused again.

On the other side of the square, there was a huge open-air lecture theater with a huge blackboard, and a figure was suspended in the air, wearing glasses and giving a lecture.

ID: Advanced Mathematics

"In this lesson, I will explain to you Shenmu Ryu! The essence of Shenmu style is to return to the ancestors. As for the secret of returning to the ancestors, it is like this... Everyone, take more notes, we will take the test later! By the way, after class, those who failed the armed color solidification exam will be kept here because they have to make up the exam today!"Advanced Mathematics is being taught seriously, and the content is Shenmu style.

In the front row of the lecture theater, there are first and second test players, each holding a small notebook, studying and taking notes seriously, looking like a master of learning.

And At the back, there are the fourth-test players, who are ranked from the middle to the back row, gradually transitioning from top students to poor students.

There is also a newbie in the fourth test, who has fallen asleep in the last row.

"Haha, you are dozing off in my advanced mathematics class?"As soon as the senior mathematician turned his eyes, he saw this cute freshman who was dozing off in the fourth test.

"Lecture flow, chalk strike!"Advanced Mathematics flipped his palm, and the power of wood escape naturally pinched out a wooden block with the appearance of chalk. He used the solidification of armed color and the addition of sky thunder with great skill, turning it into wood escape chalk that added 1 to 1 level!

"boom!"The next moment, Advanced Mathematics made a backhand blow. This wooden escape chalk that added 1 to chase 1 directly hit the dozing Sicha Mengxin's head with one blow.

"ah!!!"Suddenly, the cute newbie of the fourth test screamed, and a dent was directly hit on his forehead. Lao Zhier was miserable.

Of course, this cute newbie of the fourth test naturally woke up.

"Ah ah ah, teacher, I was wrong, I stopped dozing off……"This cute newbie in the fourth test cried.

Seeing this scene, other players burst out laughing.

"This Happy dares to fall asleep in the advanced mathematics teacher's class? I really don’t know how to write the word"death"!"

"Something seems to be wrong. I am actually listening to advanced mathematics lectures and guidance on Shenmu style in the Immortal Cultivation Game? Do you dare to believe this?"

"Damn it, I don’t want to study, I want to eat hot pot!"

"Can you please stop being such an idiot! It's class time now, let's eat wool hotpot!"

"That’s it, look at that guy over there who always likes to pick his feet. Ever since his legs were broken by a piece of chalk from a senior math guy, he doesn’t dare to buckle anymore!"

"Can you please be quiet and don't disturb me from studying? Right now, I only have studying in my heart! Long live higher mathematics!"

……

The players in class chattered for a while and then quickly became quiet.

In the classroom, the only sounds left were the lectures of advanced mathematics and the sounds of taking notes.

"？？？"He Yiming tilted his head when he saw this scene.

WTF?

He Yiming thought for a while and came to the arena again.

However, the scene that happened in front of him left He Yiming speechless again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Are you crazy?!"

"Why can't I defeat the war camel beast even though I have 77 magic marks?"

"The planner of Gan Ta Ma!"

……

On the arena, a cute newbie in the fourth test was cursing while being violently beaten by the one-eyed war camel beast!

ID: War Sky Greymon.

Back then, War Sky Greymon had 66 magic marks here, and it was here that it was beaten by the sixth level War Camel Beast until it could no longer take care of itself!

However, today, the War Sky Greymon with 77 demonic marks was still beaten horribly by the seventh-level War Camel Beast.

He Yiming was stunned when he saw all this.

Something seems not quite right!

But it seems... reasonable?