All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"Hahahaha, isn't my Mudun clone handsome?"

"I am reporting to Brother Zaizaimian, the chief disciple of Shenmu Mianmianliu, that I am in place!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, those guys who were caught in the Starry Sky Prison will probably have been put in the frying pan and served with severe punishment! Or you can only sit in jail, unable to do anything, and scream in agony. It’s a lot of misery, right?"

"Yes, all the melon skins of other schools will probably be served in one pot. Fortunately, our Zaizai Mian boss is so smart that he prepared this move in advance!"

"Yes, although my true self was also arrested, we all have clones! And there are more than one. Even if this clone of me is beaten to death, hahaha, I still have nineteen clones in the Temple of Time, okay? Each one has been planted for more than 50,000 years!"

"Boss Zaizaimian, now that we are all in place, what should we do?"

……

More than 8,000 Shenmu-like players controlled the clone trumpets one after another and gathered on this star. Everyone was very proud.

Senju Madara and others were dumbfounded and did not react for a moment.

What the hell?

Wasn't it just that he was waiting for the Lord of the Ten Halls to prepare a clone just in case?

Why are all the 8,000-plus indifferent players preparing clones?

Moreover, the aura of each clone exudes the aura of tens of thousands of years. This must be the result of preparing the clones a few days ago and cleverly placing them in the Temple of Time to hang up and upgrade!

Even more impressive than myself?

To be fair, the clones controlled by Senju Madara and others at this time are even... not as strong as the clones of these players in front of them just based on the idle time!

Damn it!

Could this Zai Zaimian have anticipated today's step a few days ago?

"Hahahahaha!"At this time, Zai Zaimian couldn't be more proud.

After all, from the first test to the fifth test, all members were wiped out, and everyone was either caught or trapped!

But at this time, he was sitting on a team of more than 8,000 people. There is a small army of human clones, and every player has a lot of spare clones.

Even if the clone here is killed, it doesn’t matter, just go offline at the speed of light, and transfer the consciousness to other clones in the Temple of Time!

Because in Ten At the end of the palace competition, Zaizai Mian had secretly summoned eight thousand Shenmu Noodles players, and all of them had given the power of the original Zi Zi Ji noodles derived from Beef Noodles!

So these eight thousand players, all Like the Lord of the Ten Halls, he can freely transfer his consciousness back and forth between his original form and his clones! So what if he catches my original form?

I have countless clones, okay?

As for Zaizai Mian, why can he think of this ? This incomparable trick……

"Brother Mian, Brother Mian, you would never have imagined that the trick you once used was copied perfectly by me, hahaha!"Zai Zaimian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After all, as a player who has been robbed by Brother Mian before, and who has hunted down Brother Mian countless times, he has been manipulated by his clones again and again. With his special status, God, the specially distracted clone has deceived countless painful pasts.

Even a monkey, who has been deceived a hundred times by Mian Ge people using his consciousness to transfer back and forth between the original and the clone, can't do it after a hundred times. Is it okay to learn this trick?

Since Mian Ge can transfer his consciousness into his clone and perform countless sexy operations!

So why can't he do it himself?

In the past, a Mian Ge could conquer the whole world!

So now, In this era where everyone is a noodle guy, isn’t it invincible?

"Everyone, we are indeed all clones, and our combat abilities are of course incomparable to ours! However, who said we must fight a head-on battle?"

"Let's carefully recall the past of Brother Mian. Is Brother Mian strong? Be strong! Aren’t you still fighting the world?"

"Now here, there are the masters of our ten temples, and eight thousand brothers who are looking down upon me!"

"We can definitely fight guerrilla warfare!"

"There are so many strong men under the command of the Prison-Suppressing Emperor, which means that his territory is huge and his subordinates are super powerful. So why should we confront the Emperor or the Emperor's son? We can sneak attack on the forces of their subordinates, starting with the weakest and destroying them all the way to the strongest!"

"The master of our ten halls, one person commands nine hundred of our godlike brothers, that is, nine large legions!"

"But just like that, how can we show the true strength of our Shenmu Mianlianliu?"

"Brothers, let the palace masters see your true abilities!"

……

Zai Zaimian spoke slowly, and finally waved his hand!

The next moment, a scene that shocked Senju Madara and the other ten masters of the halls for the second time suddenly happened!

"Heavenly fire flow, ten thousand layers of body!!!"As the players of the Eight Thousand Divine Trees roared, each one burst out a newly evolved, tenth-level power of sky fire!

After all, the father of the Sky Fire Demon Prison Heart Flame has evolved to the tenth level, so it is natural that the players can summon The power of Sky Fire and the control of Sky Fire are even more powerful!

It is very reasonable for each person to use Sky Fire to create 10,000 Sky Fire clones!

"Boom!!!"The next moment, a total of 80 million Skyfire clones appeared in the starry sky!