All my disciples are sand sculpture players
Chapter 1629
"I...I can't do it anymore……"
"ah! so cold……"
"Jump...not...get...up...!"
……
The bone-chilling chill in the sky swept across like a blizzard, and the players of the Five Test Broadcasting Corps directly turned into ice sculptures in the cold wind.
However, even after seeing their comrades frozen into ice sculptures, the rest of the players continued to dance and fuck on the radio.
"Hold on, brothers!"
"At this moment, the only thing you can do is persist!"
"What about the frozen demon? Even the frozen devil can't change our determination to perform dance exercises!"
"At this moment, in my heart, there is only broadcasting!"
"Fire it up!!!"
"Only those who survive to the end are truly strong!"
……
Even though there were constant burps from their companions, most of the players were still very enthusiastic, encouraging each other while continuing to dance.
However... in such a passionate, emotional, and exciting moment, a player suddenly woke up.
"Wait...why do I do radio exercises?"
"Why didn't the horse-riding guy fight the frozen demon's clone? Why dance on the radio?"
"What are these people burning? Burn it!"
"Crazy! Are they all crazy?"
"I'm riding a horse……"
……
The player suddenly woke up at this moment and couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Someone sends a blizzard to attack you, you either fight back or die quickly!
What kind of radio dance do you do?
Why dance on the radio?
And the most important thing……
"I am a member of the acting training corps, not the broadcast training corps. Am I a happy guy? Why did you dance along with the broadcast? I blame his brother!"The player vomited blood, and then suddenly realized the most critical point.
Then the next moment……
"Click!"With a crisp sound, the player in the training legion was frozen into an ice sculpture and burped on the spot.
As the blow of the frozen demon clone ended...
On the battlefield, almost all players were frozen into ice sculptures and belched.
However……
"boom!!!"Eight thousand figures shattered the ice covering their bodies. In this terrifying ultra-low temperature environment where the low temperature exceeds 100 degrees below zero, they still... danced the broadcast skillfully!
"Hehehe, spicy chicken frozen devil, that’s it?"
"With this bit of coldness, do you want me to freeze to death?"
"I survived the first 18 hours of hell! Are you afraid of this?"
"The chill is like the wind, always with me! So what if it's just a bit chilly? I have begun to adapt!"
"After dancing on the radio for so long, not only am I not cold, I'm even... actually warmed up!"
"Come on, come on, the frozen demon clone, come again!"
……
Under the leadership of Yao Ming, these 8,000 five-test radio drill legion players, facing the cold wind and facing sudden death at any time, still skillfully performed the most hilarious radio drill!
"!"However, the clone of the frozen demon looked at these players, and looked at... the blue magic patterns that slowly emerged from these broadcast players!
These blue magic marks exude an astonishing cold air, but they are derived from the magic marks of these living radio operators!
These players who broadcast the Legion didn't even notice it themselves.
Among the 8,000 broadcast players who are still alive, the frozen power that originally belonged to the ancient demons has now been gradually absorbed by these players and turned into demonic marks derived from them. blue magic pattern.
Frozen magic pattern!
"*-*!*-*!*-*!*-*!*-*!*-*!"The clone of the frozen demon suddenly slowly spoke a series of strange notes. Although the players present could not understand it, they also knew what the clone of the frozen demon seemed to want to say. then the next moment……
"boom!!!"The clone of the frozen demon seemed to have exhausted all its strength, turning into the most terrifying cold wind and crushing it down rapidly!
"Damn it!"This time, even Yao Ming's expression changed drastically!
Because the power of the frozen demon's clone this time was several times more terrifying than the previous two combined! It can't be stopped!
Even if it's a broadcast, it can't be stopped. , will definitely be frozen into ice sculptures!
At this time, the eight thousand radio players are not only exhausted of their magic energy, but even if they take out the eighth-level heavenly weapon, they will only be frozen into ice cubes.
Even if they want to summon the power of heavenly fire, but before The sky fire stored in the eyes of the magic wheel has been exhausted, and this is an independent world of frozen demons. The power of the sky fire demon prison heart flames cannot come in. At this moment, the players of the broadcasting army have no trump cards to use.!
The only result is to be killed instantly by the group!
However,……
"This ice that freezes the devil is like an endless flood! It's absolutely terrifying! but……"
"If you can't resist it……"
"Then why……"
"Don't you turn into water and merge into this endless flood?"
……
Yao Ming suddenly realized some indescribable feeling, so he spoke again.
"Bros!"
"If you resist this wave of attacks normally, you will definitely die!"
"so……"
"Be with me……"
"Become ice!!!"
……
Yao Ming shouted without fear and raised his arms directly!
Once again, he showed the starting position of the sand marten's aura! almost at the same time……
"Transform into ice? ? ? good!!!"The eyes of the remaining 8,000 Broadcasting Corps players all lit up, and then they all started with the aura of the sand mink as if they were desperate for their lives!
"boom!"The next moment, the coldness was like an endless flood, crashing down directly, swallowing up the eight thousand players of the broadcasting army.
"!"However, the frozen demon's clone suddenly shook.
Because after the overwhelming coldness swept through... eight thousand figures appeared in front of the frozen demon clone again.
"Is this...the power of the frozen demon?"A figure spoke hoarsely. His whole body was silvery blue like snow, with eighty-five magic marks shining brightly. What's even more astonishing is... the magic marks on this figure are no longer black, but... blue-black.!
ID: Yao Ming doesn’t want his life!
"Wow!"Yao Ming slowly raised his left hand without risking his life. On the palm of his hand, a group of astonishing cold air was slowly flowing.
This is the original power from the frozen demon clone. It is the ultimate cold that can freeze an entire world. Power!
Once upon a time, this power belonged to the clone of the frozen demon!
But now... it belongs to the player of the Five Test Broadcasting Corps, Yao Ming, who is willing to die!
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