All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"Are you the third generation disciples of the Yanhuang Sect? As long as I kill you all, this war will be over!"A figure suddenly appeared, standing proudly in front of the players of the third test.

96 magic marks, the seventh elder of the lava demon clan!

Of course Guan Sandao and others will not be afraid of a guy with 96 magic marks. If the ninth level demon clan hangs again, there are so many people here!

But……

"Boom boom boom!"When nearly a hundred figures slowly emerged, each with a strength of about 96 demon marks, and all of them were supreme-level existences from the three true demon clans, they appeared in front of Guan Sandao and others.……

"Damn it!"Even Guan Sandao suddenly broke into a cold sweat behind his back!

A ninth-level demon is not scary!

But nearly a hundred strong people of the ninth-level true demon clan are very scary!

Now it's not just the fifth-level demons Faced with the team being wiped out, maybe even the third test player will overturn!

"Brothers, stop hiding! For real! Each of these guys is the final BOSS level of the previous version!"Guan Sandao roared, and he and Pineapple Chui Xue beside him fired the strongest burst with my last sword!

"Damn it! The final BOSS of so many previous versions?"

"Mudd, the prediction made by the boss on the forum has come true! There are nearly a hundred ninth-level BOSSs as soon as they appear?"

"There are really eight levels as numerous as gooseberries, and nine levels are everywhere!"

"The 5.0 era is so enjoyable! I haven’t been to the starry sky battlefield on the 4th floor of the God and Demon Tower, but has the Demon Realm already stabbed like this?"

"Brothers, you must resist! You must not destroy the team before the fourth test, otherwise it will be too embarrassing!"

……

The players in the third test were all aware of the terrifying nature of this BOSS group, and they all started to explode, throwing away all their trump cards!

"Boom boom boom!"The next moment, the two sides started fighting!

Almost at the same time.

In the independent world created by the clone of the frozen demon

"Damn it! Is this the power of the ancient demon?"

"Madhu, this is so unreasonable!"

"I'm in trouble!"

"Unable to stop it, the power of the eighth-level sky fire was frozen. The sky fire could be frozen into ice? I ride a horse!"

"There's nothing you can do about it, you're so quick, come back to life again!"

"Ah, I'm going to feel cold! Even if I turn into an ice sculpture, I have to put on a good-looking pose!"

……

A total of 40,000 to 50,000 fifth-test demon players, mainly individual players and power leveling players, were instantly frozen into ice sculptures by a group of frozen demon clones as soon as they came face to face with them!

It's not that these five-test demon players are weak, it's that the clone of the frozen demon summoned this time has sacrificed a large number of powerful real demons, and its power is far greater than before!

Many fifth-level demon players present even erupted with powerful eighth-level heavenly fire power to possess them. As a result, even the skyfire leader and himself were frozen into ice sculptures.

The power of the frozen demon is so unreasonable

"！"However, after the Frozen Demon's clone struck, even the Frozen Demon's clone seemed somewhat surprised to look at the nearly

80,000 figures among the countless ice sculptures who were still alive.

Radio fucking army!

"What a powerful blow!"

"I almost burped and almost died!"

"The power of the 84 magic marks exploded completely, and they were completely unstoppable?"

"One more blow and I will die!"

"Is this the power of the ancient demon? Too strong!"

"what to do? Do you really want to be here in the west?"

……

At this time, in the frozen world created by the frozen demon's clone, only the nearly 80,000 radio operators players were left alive.

But all of them are miserable.

Some had half their bodies turned into ice sculptures, and some had a hand or a leg turned directly into ice crystals and then shattered.

In order to resist the casual attack of the frozen demon's clone, almost everyone's magic energy was basically exhausted, which meant that individually, no player in the broadcasting army had the ability to fight back.

Once the frozen demon's clone attacks again, it only takes one strike!

All the 80,000 broadcast players present will be wiped out!

Destroy all without a single one left!

This is the power of the frozen demon!

Even if it's just a clone that comes, it's still not something that players can match!

But at this moment, a player from the Five Test Broadcasting Legion stood up.

ID: Yao Ming doesn’t want his life!

"If it’s cold…just move!"

"If you are destined to burp, then you might as well... jump up!"

"Everyone, even if we can't defeat this guy, we still need to let him know who we are?"

"Think about it!"

"Everyone present is a strong person who fought bloody battles for 18 hours until the last moment!"

"How can the mere cold stop us from... continuing to dance on the radio!"

"The body will move according to your heart!"

"One word!"

"Jump on the horse!"

……

Yao Ming slowly raised his hands, flat on both sides of his body. It was the familiar... the 18th set of children's radio gymnastics, the starting position of the sand marten's breath!

"However, our eighth-level heavenly equipment speakers were all frozen into ice and could no longer play BGM!"

"Yes, without melody, we can’t ignite!"

"what to do?"

……

Although Yao Ming moved a lot of people if he didn't want to die, the clone of the Frozen Demon just struck with just one blow, which not only killed half of the players instantly, but also froze the eighth-level heavenly artifact speakers carried by all the broadcasting army players..

Without a familiar melody, how can you still be on fire?

"Why need speakers? Everyone...the melody is always in our hearts!!!"With Yao Ming's words, the flames that were about to be extinguished in the hearts of all the Broadcasting Corps players present... were ignited again at this moment!

"Wow!"One after another, the players of the Broadcasting Exercise Corps who were missing arms and legs slowly stood up, slowly raised their hands, and showed the starting position of the sand mink. There are a total of 80,000 Broadcasting Exercise Corps players, even in their clothes. Ragged, even though they are miserable, even though every body is incomplete.

But they still stand up!

An indescribable aura is slowly rising from the 85,000 radio broadcasting army players!

The wind is rustling, and the water is cold.!

Broadcast warriors will never fight again!

"*-*！"The clone of the frozen demon once again spit out a strange character, and the terrifying and boundless cold air burst out again, sweeping towards the 80,000 players of the Broadcasting Corps!

"Bros!!!"

"Jump up!!!"

Yao Ming roared desperately, and the players with the 80,000 radio drill army all let out a loud roar that shook the sky, and then……

"1234,2234……"

Following the melody in their hearts, everyone began to dance the familiar radio dance again!