All my disciples are sand sculpture players

Shifang Mie also died miserably. His body was actually broken into two pieces, and his whole body was covered with traces of burning and freezing.

And two figures, one on the left and one on the right, walked out together and stood in front of He Yiming.

"No, Brother Ming, a prisoner from a small town, can't kill a chicken with a big knife, let me do it!"The King of Ice and Fire spoke domineeringly.

"No, let me try it first!"The indomitable Emperor Suolong showed off his sword and then said excitedly

"！"Seeing this scene, the Zhen Prison Emperor, who had just become proud, was shocked again!

The three immortal generals... were all defeated?

How can it be?

That was an immortal who had a genuine earthly immortal realm during his lifetime!

Even if it is refined into a corpse puppet, and after a long time passes, and most of its power is dissipated, it is impossible to defeat a group of young boys from the Yanhuang Sect! etc!

If even the three immortal generals were defeated...

After the true prison-suppressing emperor turned his eyes, he opened his eyes wide again.

"Finished, call it a day!"As Xingchen shouted loudly!

"thump!"The last artificial fairy beast finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down suddenly.

And in front of this fallen artificial fairy beast, there was a group of first and second test boss players, raising their arms and shouting!

So far, thirty-six artificial fairy beasts have all been killed by the veteran players of the first and second tests under the command of Xingchen!

"！！"The real prison-suppressing emperor took a breath of cold air, turned his eyes again, and then his expression changed drastically!

"Get out of the way, the last immortal soldier is mine!"

"Fart, go away, don't take advantage of me!"

"Ma De, you eight-in-one Chanbi, would you like to have some face? I just made an agreement with the eight-in-one next door to share this last immortal weapon together!"

"It’s so funny, you have quick hands, but you don’t have slow hands, feel my ultimate move!"

"Shameless, you bastards!"

"Mad, you are talking as if you are not Tanbi! Seven good brothers, what a robbery!"

……

Amidst the roars of the eight thousand three-test players, the last immortal soldier withstood the bombardment of thousands of ultimate moves from the eight-in-one three-test players. He was dead and could not die again!

At this point, one thousand and eighty Immortal Soldier Corpse Puppets were completely wiped out!

Seeing this scene, the real prison-suppressing emperor's lungs were about to explode!

The True Prison Emperor never thought of this.

I originally thought that the worst outcome would be for the immortal generals and soldiers to perish together with the powerful disciples of the Yanhuang Sect!

As a result... three immortal generals, one thousand and eighty immortal soldiers, and thirty-six artificial immortal beasts were all killed!

And almost none of He Yiming's first to third generation disciples died in battle! how so?

How could the result of the battle be so outrageous?

As for the battlefield where the innocent soldiers faced off against the fourth and fifth generation disciples of the Yanhuang Sect, Emperor Zhen Yu no longer dared to see it.

Without the constant replenishing power of the heaven-defying formation arranged by the Immortal Emperor of Reincarnation, the combat strength of the innocent soldiers of the True Prison Suppressing Emperor has dropped below the fifth level!

What else can a group of fifth-level innocent soldiers do? Do you give pedicures to Yanhuang Sect disciples?

"Prisoner!"At this time, He Yiming stepped forward and stood in front of the real prison-suppressing emperor.

"Your three immortal generals have all been defeated!"

"Your one thousand and eighty immortal soldiers were all defeated!"

"Your thirty-six artificial fairy beasts have all been defeated!"

"Your innocent soldiers are even more vulnerable!"

"Your so-called trump card was completely defeated in front of this sect!"

"You have lost five games in a row, what other tricks do you have? Just show it off!"

……

He Yiming spoke calmly, word by word, with a pair of pupils, as if he could see through all the little thoughts of the real prison-suppressing emperor, with indescribable domineering and strength!

Actually.

When He Yiming was combing his hair just now, he really had murderous intentions. He planned to launch that killing blow and completely kill the True Prison Emperor in one breath!

However, just when He Yiming was about to take action, an indescribable feeling stopped He Yiming!

The time has not come yet!

This is a feeling that cannot be described in words, but it comes from the depths of He Yiming's body and soul, like a warning.

At that moment He Yiming knew that the true prison-suppressing emperor's life was not yet over!

He can't use the ultimate kill, otherwise he may not only fail to kill the real Prison Suppressor Emperor, but also miss the opportunity, allowing the Prison Suppressor to take the opportunity to escape, and he will become a serious problem from then on!

That's why He Yiming temporarily changed his mind and started combing his hair.

From the player's perspective, He Yiming installed a super showy cup on the spot!

But only He Yiming knows... the battle is not over yet!

It can even be said that the most dangerous battle has just begun now!

From the moment he stepped into this narrow world, it was clear that the prisoner in front of him was his opponent, but He Yiming always had a strange feeling, as if he was being looked down upon by a pair of invisible eyes. eyes, watching quietly.

He Yiming vaguely guessed who the guy was spying on him.

But even if he guessed it, He Yiming had no way to resist!

There is only one step to take and one step to look at!

But at this time, the real prison-suppressing emperor laughed wildly again!