All my disciples are sand sculpture players

Once upon a time, the eight hundred sword formations I formed were invincible!

With one hand and a sword in one hand, the enemies killed will lose their helmets and armor!

But now... sword cultivators have become the last ones, and are even regarded as similar to bathing and foot-picking.

Even the eight hundred sword formation warriors, most of them have now turned to the arms of Shenmu Papaliu!

And the Honkai Taixu God himself felt that along the way, he really couldn't play any role!

He even failed so miserably that he couldn't even beat his own knockoff, and was instantly killed by his own knockoff!

"I'm not convinced!!!"Hengkai Taixu God gritted his teeth and whispered.

There was another figure who was also deeply stabbed, and that was Emperor Sauron!

"Even Brother Busao has begun to work hard to become stronger... Maybe Brother Xiong was right!"

"My biggest flaw is that although I have created countless moves and stunts, none of them have been perfected to perfection!"

"Facing the weak, I can naturally kill them at will!"

"But facing a strong person, even if my right hand is just a little faster due to my right-handed habit, a big guy like Brother Xiong will seize the opportunity and kill me with one move!"

"The copycat version of me before saw my weakness and killed me!"

……

Seeing Bu Sao start to grow after losing half of the game in the beginning, Di Zoro also lowered his head and reflected.

As a senior middle school boy, Di Zoro once failed to listen to the indomitable bear's advice and continued to follow his own path of moves!

But now, after seeing Bu Sao lose half of the game in the beginning, he put aside his arrogance and arrogance, chose to start from scratch, and was even willing to learn the Armed Color and the Knowledge Color, Di Zoro finally had a clear understanding at this time.

He seems to be getting stronger all the time!

In fact, it is standing still!

Because I don’t want to change!

Naturally, it cannot grow!

"I seem to know how to sharpen my knife!"Di Suolong suddenly had an idea.

Soon, everyone followed He Yiming and returned to the Yanhuang Sect.

He Yiming went to the sect master's hall to serve the country's number one ice spell and the strongest fire spell in Great Yan. Fa, and the three of them, Supa Beita, went to create a special eighth-level heavenly weapon.

Wang Lufei came to Zongmen Square and happily ate hot pot and played with other players.

But the others began to move towards different directions. place.

First it was the old Hashirama Senju, and now it was Fusao who lost half of the game at the beginning.

The players of the tower climbing team all began to find their own path.

Di Zoro strode out of the arena without any hesitation. , came to the underground BOSS challenge hall of the past generations.

"boom!"Between the breaths, a figure appeared in front of Emperor Sauron.

The swordsman of the ghost clan, the ghost name is Yishin!

"Click!"At this moment, Emperor Sauron took down the magic weapon Blood Resentment, the heavenly weapon Yama, and the Ghost Sword to open the door, and instead took out an ordinary long sword.

"This time, I will drop everything, start over, and challenge you!"

"Once, I lost to you, but I thought it was due to lack of strength!"

"But Brother Xiong chose to continue to challenge you. After seven thousand times, he finally defeated you, and at the same time, it also made him stronger!"

"And I chose to escape, not having the courage to give you a fair fight!"

"But now, I want to grow!"

"If I could defeat you without the help of these three knives!"

"At that moment, I can become stronger!"

……

After Di Sauron finished speaking word by word, he activated the awakening level weapon color with great skill, permanently solidifying the long sword in his hand and turning it into a black sword!

"Come and fight!"The next moment, Di Sauron jumped into the air and killed Isshin, the ghost!

At the same time, the number one ice spell in the national server also came to the tower of trial and came in front of the ten thousand years of ice.

And the Great Flame The most powerful fire method came in front of the Heavenly Fire Demon Prison Heart Flame.

Both of them sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and quietly began to meditate.

Others also started their own tempering.

"Um? Brother Weasel, are you calling me?"At this time, Madara Senju came to a room and asked curiously.

In the room, Itachi Mochiha, the pharmacist who loves BUFF, and the players studying advanced physics were all there, and they were still on. Live broadcast and communicate online with Mr. Mozhi Haoban in the online forum

"Senju Madara, I came to see you this time because I have something important to tell you!"Machiha Itachi became serious and looked very serious.

"？"Senju Madara looked confused, what the hell?

What does Brother Weasel want to say?

"You should know that the Magic Ringan is now in decline, and the Susanoo-ryu is basically useless! Many people in the fourth test even shouted that the magic wheel eye style is scum! Shenmuliu is the father!"

"So after constant research and thinking, we finally made a decision!"

"Since the Qing Emperor's immortal body can dig deep to return to his ancestors!"

"Why can't the real demon body in purgatory controlled by our demon players return to its ancestors?"

"This plan is……"

"Purgatory True Demonic Body Return to Ancestor Plan!"

……

Itachi Mozhiha said carefully, word for word.

"？？？"Senju Madara is completely stupid.

WTF!

Atavistic to what?

What atavism?

Brother Itachi, what are you talking about?

"This plan was proposed by Mr. Haban Madara!"

"Only by completing this plan can our Magic Wheel Eye clan rise again, instead of being looked down upon by those bastards from the Senju clan! Gradually, it has become the same thing as soaking in the bath and picking your feet!"

"However, if this plan is executed with the strength of the seventh level, it will definitely fail!"

"You must reach level eight!"

"Currently, Senju Madara, you are the one with the highest level of cultivation among the Demon Wheel Eye clan, and you are a genuine eighth-level demon with eighty-four demon marks!"

"Only you can be the test subject of this plan!"

"However, this plan is very dangerous. If it fails, you may end up with the magic core exploding! In the end, it will be like Brother Luffy's burning way before, leading to the complete loss of cultivation!"

"To put it bluntly, this is a gambling game. Once it fails, your 84 magic marks will probably return to zero!"

……

Itachi Mozhiha said carefully, word for word.

"！"Senju Madara was immediately shocked!

Damn it!

Is this return-to-ancestry plan so risky?

"This, let me think about it, I have to think about it!"

"Well, go ahead, make up your mind and come to us!"

……

Mochiha Itachi nodded, and Senju Madara walked out.

As soon as they arrived at Zongmen Square, Senju Madara discovered an unexpected scene while he was still thinking about it.

"Go away, you devil-eyed scumbag, don't stand in the way of Shenmu's father!"

"A dungeon group for 40 people has been launched! Come to Shenmu Dad! Oh, the bath flow, the foot picking flow, and the magic wheel eye dregs!"

"Although I only have seventy-seven magic marks, my magic wheel eye is really not weak. Give me a chance!"

"Go away! The seventy-seven magic marks are still the magic wheel eye, the little hottie doesn’t want it!"

"We, the Magic Wheel Eye clan……"

"In what age are you still playing with the magic wheel eye? Ah, Dad Shenmu of the Thousand Hands Clan, please come here……"

……

Under Senju Madara's gaze, the players of the Magic Wheel Eye clan squatted in the corner, trembling like beggars. Many players were still asking if they could enter the book, and the answers were exactly the same.

That is the scumbag of the magic wheel eye flow!

Because now is the era of Dad Shenmu!

Senju Madara watched helplessly as players from the Senju clan were invited to dungeons as if they were grandfathers, and then watched as players from the Magic Wheel Eye clan were rejected by others.

Senju Madarai is about to explode with rage

"Brother Senju Madara, have we, the Magic Wheel Eye clan, really become a weakling clan? Me, I don’t want to be a weakling!"At this time, a player of the Magic Wheel Eye clan with seventy-seven magic marks looked at Senju Madara eagerly and asked

"fart!"

"The Magic Wheel Eye clan is truly powerful!"

"I, Senju Madara, promise you!"

"The Magic Wheel Eye clan will surely rise!"

……

Senju Madara answered loudly, then turned around without hesitation and returned to the research cabin of Itachi and the others!

Soon, the plan to return to the ancestors of the true demonic body in Purgatory began...