All my disciples are sand sculpture players

"Fire Qilin’s fire isn’t that good either!"This man with more than 300 magic marks said disdainfully, and skillfully took out a golden skewer and grilled it on the fire Qilin fire. It can be said that the whole process was stretched to the extreme, and there was no fire at all. Lin Shangxian takes it seriously!

"You, who are you? No...it's you...who are you!!!"Huolin Shangxian couldn't help but take half a step back and asked in horror.

Because behind the man with three hundred magic marks, there were eight magatama men, a man carrying a wooden sword with cracks on his back, and a girl wagging a tiger tail. Figures emerged one after another.

Huolin Shangxian understood in an instant.

It was these eight guys who killed eight of his fellow immortals at an incredible speed!

"Who am I, you ask? hehe……"The man with more than three hundred demonic marks smiled disdainfully

"I know you want to drink it, but you can’t say it! Such is the rule!"At this time, the man from Jiumagatama spoke leisurely and reminded him.

"All right!"The man with more than three hundred demonic marks was stunned for a moment, then sighed.

"Fire Lin Shangxian, right? I'm sorry!"

"With a pious heart, in order not to offend Grandpa Zeng’s appearance and handsomeness, he used this move to correct his opponent.……"

"Send you on your way!"

……

The man with more than three hundred demonic marks said while assuming the most common and simple right fist posture.

But the next moment……

"boom!!!"The man with more than three hundred demonic marks punched out, punching through the stream of light, and penetrated the body of the Fire Lin Shangxian with one blow!

"Phew!"Huolin Shangxian vomited blood, then slowly knelt down on one knee, exhausted his last bit of strength, and asked again

"You...could it be...that you are also disciples of the Yanhuang Sect?" Fire Lin Shangxian asked word by word.

"……"The man with more than three hundred demonic marks did not answer, but turned around silently

"Wow!"As a big cloak rose in the wind, a complete line of large characters suddenly appeared on it!

Yanhuang Sect, the eighth generation!

"！！！"Huolin Shangxian opened his eyes wide instantly, seeming to understand something, but he could no longer say a word.

"thump!"The next moment, the Fire Lin Immortal fell down suddenly, and his body gradually turned into ashes.

"come over!"But at this moment, the man with more than 300 demon marks grabbed a phantom from the corpse of Huolin Shangxian!

A phantom that was vaguely similar to Huolin Shangxian.!

Also... the soul of an immortal!

"Guys, have you lost your immortal soul? According to the rules, we cannot be the ones who kill the immortals. We must hand over the cause and effect of completely killing the immortals to this big brother who is lying on the ground and should have only two fathers at the moment!"At this time, the Nine Magatama man spoke calmly and said leisurely

"Well, I know, I didn’t lose it, it’s here!"

"Here you go, the soul of an immortal!"

"It’s such a pity that we work so hard but can only be unsung heroes!"

"The rules are like this, there is no way! But are you serious? Zaizai people only have two fathers now? It’s so hard for me to believe it!"

"It's unbelievable. How could Zaizai people only have two fathers? But according to the timeline, it seems to be true?"

"Ah, when you talk about Zaizai people, my stomach hurts!"

"Let’s not talk about other things for now, but I am very satisfied to experience such a legendary experience!"

"We don’t have to worry about what happens next! What a pity, the battle is over before I can exert my strength!"

……

When the other people heard what the Nine Magatama man said, they all waved their hands and threw the shadows, the souls of the killed immortals, to the Nine Magatama man.

"Wow!"The nine-magatama man collected the nine immortal souls and quickly used complicated methods to make a strange object. A small clay figurine.

Then, the nine-magatama man put the clay figurine down and survived. At the feet of Zaizai's face

"withdraw!"Then the nine-magatama man waved his hand, and together with the other eight people, he quietly disappeared.

And soon, Zai Zaimian, who was lying motionless, suddenly opened his eyes.

The cute new Zai Zaimian of Wuchei appeared again online!

"Damn it!"As soon as Zaizai Mian came online, he jumped into the air and jumped up.

"I'm not dead? Huh? Where are the immortals?"Zai Zaimian's eyes turned, looking for the Fire Lin Immortal who seemed to have killed him instantly in shock and anger.

But at this moment, Zaizaimian moved his left foot, feeling as if he had stepped on something.

"Ah, what is this?"Zai Zaimian looked down and found that he seemed to have crushed a clay figure.

But what shocked Zai Zaimian was that the crushed clay figure actually let out extremely weird screams and wails, and countless illusory mist. And one by one, the ferocious shadows let out their last wails as if they were dying, and then they all disappeared on the spot.

"？？？"Zai Zaimian was completely confused.

Damn it!

What's going on?

What did I step on?

Why do you scream so loudly? etc!

Where is the Fire Lin Immortal?

What about those Celestial Realm bosses?

But soon, Zai Zaimian felt that the space in front of him collapsed, and then he exited the inner world of Rubik's Cube Hengyu and returned to the outside, the world of the narrow room.

When Zaizai's face appeared, He Yiming and the Zhenyuan Emperor, the only ones left in the world, were both shocked!