My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　"Lord Yan Gang is absolutely right!" Gu Hang took advantage of the situation and flattered him.

　　The three of them burst out laughing together.

　　At this time, outside Haotian Academy.

　　"Hehe, stupid human!" Mu Ming, the man in black robe, had already entered a hidden underground hole.

　　In the cave, nearly a thousand figures with powerful breaths have been waiting for a long time.

　　"Patriarch Mu Ming, how's it going?" A sturdy, bronze-like man asked slowly.

　　"That Gu Hang is indeed an idiot! After our four-eyed clan attacked the dean of Haotian Academy and used a secret technique, that old guy couldn't wake up for at least a year!"

　　"The plan to support this idiot Gu Hang is really good! Hehe, this idiot actually promised to let our [-] masters enter the Haotian Academy... tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect it, everything was better than expected.

　　even better! "The four-eyed clan chief, Mu Ming, couldn't help laughing.

　　"It seems that we have been working hard on the pseudo-humanization technique for thousands of years, and those stupid humans have not found it at all!" A werewolf with a terrible breath said hoarsely.

　　"Then Gu Hang really thinks that I'm doing it for the Mu family's [-] bullshit sect quota three years later! This patriarch's big request can't just make him suspicious!"

　　Than, then suddenly looked shocked!

　　The rest of the figures also saluted respectfully.

　　A phantom that was almost submerged into the darkness slowly floated up.

　　"Well done! Those human races are fighting infighting, leave them alone! We are just executing our big plan!"

　　"Congratulations to the real emperor, and the army of the emperor came to this world!"

　　The phantom opened his mouth excitedly.

　　"Congratulations to the emperor!!!" Mu Ming and the others knelt down together and roared excitedly.

　　Inside Haotian Academy, an extremely secluded corner of the Alchemy Academy

　　A peerless figure, who is lazy and full of dignity, is leaning on the bed, her jade finger lightly.

　　A few rank five spirit grasses of amazing value, all smashed!

　　Countless auras were like smoke, and the woman opened her red lips and slowly inhaled them into her mouth with a comfortable taste.

　　He is the chief guest secretary of Haotian Academy and He Yiming's Dan Dao teacher.

　　Wang Yue!

　　"How's the investigation going?" Wang Yue asked.

　　"Returning to Lord Wang Yue, those human races seem to be gathering their strength and preparing to deal with He Yiming! But I never thought that the people of the hundred clans who were dead and immortal had already penetrated into Haotian Academy!"

　　Before, a masked figure respectfully reports

　　"I heard that more than [-] years ago, the ancestors of hundreds of clans, there were tens of thousands of races, of which there were many powerful people, and they were called the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Clans!"

　　"At that time, it would not be defeated for thousands of years with the human race in this lower realm!"

　　"Later, Haotian Academy was born, taught all methods, and geniuses of the human race emerged one after another, overwhelming all races, and became the overlord of this Northern Spirit Realm!

　　"Although the ten thousand clans are now in decline, they have been driven to a corner of the extreme wilderness by the human clan to survive and become a weak hundred clan 907! But even so, the background is extremely amazing!"

　　"What's more, there's another demon powerhouse from the upper realm! Tsk tsk tsk... Those hundred clans are really stupid, to actually hook up with the demons! I'm really not afraid of death!" Wang Yue laughed, disdain one

　　Gu.

　　"Lord Wang Yue, then, what should we do? The task has not yet been completed. If the demons come to this lower realm, it may disrupt our plans!" The masked figure asked.

　　..." Wang Yue closed her eyes and seemed to ponder for a while.

　　"It doesn't matter! Even if the demons come, they won't dare to do anything to us! Their upper realm has been fighting with the real dragon clan for thousands of years! It is absolutely impossible to start a war with us at this time!"

　　"Unless the legendary existence in their upper realm appears, that's another story!" Wang Yue said leisurely.

　　Ahead of that legendary existence, the masked figure was a little shaken.

　　He didn't even mention his name, just imagining it for a moment made the masked figure a little flustered.

　　"Right!" Wang Yue suddenly remembered something.

　　"If there is a big mess, just protect He Yiming and Nangong Li! Don't worry about the lives of others!"

　　"Yes!"

　　looking like..

　　"He Yiming, the chaos that follows is not something you can resist now! Your disciples will only be a drag and a burden for you! I really want to see you watching all the disciples die tragically.

　　"It's delicious!" Having said this, Wang Yue couldn't help licking the corner of his lips...

　　[All parties gathered, the wonderful is about to begin! ! ! ].

Chapter 270 Everyone here, Laji is the one who rides all the horses

　　Three days passed by in a flash!

　　On the square of Haotian Academy

　　At this time, there were more than [-] spectators gathered, all of them were disciples from big families and big sects in Haotian Academy.

　　There are even some students who have graduated and come back after hearing the news to watch this special assessment.

　　It is different from the first round of examination.

　　This time, the wind direction of all the audience is completely one-sided.

　　"Haha, does that He Yiming dare to come?"

　　"If I were him, I would definitely not dare to come!"

　　"That's right, in this second round of assessment, not only will you lose, maybe... it will kill him!"

　　Among the more than [-] spectators, those with the weakest cultivation are in the early stage of the spiritual realm, and there are many in the later stage of the spiritual realm. Even in the seats facing the competition venue, the existence of the peak of the spiritual realm exceeds hundreds!

　　In the first round of assessment, the top ten of the seven heavenly rankings who were completely reduced to a foil, sitting here at this time, reduced to an audience.

　　"Hehe, He Yiming, how good is your performance in the first round of assessment, what's the use?"

　　"Yes, in this second round of assessment, there are those repeaters. Those guys are already strong, and there are a few of them. Even if they go to participate in the normal sect assessment of the Northern Spirit Realm, they will not be at all.

　　fear!Not to mention dealing with He Yiming's disciples! '

　　"This time, He Yiming, I see how arrogant you are! This time is a group assessment of 100 disciples! Even if you have four talented disciples, I won't believe it. The rest of your disciples are all geniuses!"

　　Once in the top ten on the list like He Yiming, he sat in the audience and waited quietly.They all wanted to see He Yiming's desperate face as soon as possible.

　　Soon, the first figure to participate in the assessment appeared.

　　The Sect Master of Zhengyuan Sect, Gu Changfeng!

　　Stepping on the flying sword, Gu Changfeng came through the air, and behind him were a hundred disciples who were walking on the flying sword.

　　Breaking through the air, the momentum is amazing!

　　"Boom!" Hundreds of figures landed in unison, occupying one side of the square.

　　"Oh my God, everything...is a pseudo-foundation realm?

　　"This, what a big hand, what a terrible group of dead soldiers!"

　　When the audience saw this scene, they were all excited.

　　Gu Changfeng, an apparently unscrupulous group of dead soldiers, would not be allowed in a normal Haotian Academy sect assessment!

　　However, no one stood up against it

　　All the wind directions in the entire venue are all blowing towards Gu Changfeng, or in other words, Gu Changfeng's grandfather, the new dean of Haotian Academy, the dean of Gu Hang!

　　At this time, a group of figures with strong breath came out in groups,

　　All are repeat candidates who have failed previous sect examinations

　　The sect advocates tigers.

　　"Where's that He Yiming? When the speed comes out, I can kill him with one punch!" Nearly a hundred figures fell, all of them extremely strong. It was the Tyrant Fist Sect who failed twice in the re-examination because of violating the rules.

　　"No, no, leave it to me! With one sword, I can slaughter his entire sect!" Another young man walked out, carrying a long black sword with a cold and arrogant expression.

　　The Sect Master of Juejianmen, Cangjian.

　　"It's better for me!" The man in the six-color robe stood up with an arrogant expression.

　　Pavilion Master of the Six Laws Pavilion, Li Shuo!

　　"...' Soon, a group of figures in flaming red robes also walked slowly.

　　The people from the Fire Sect, the Fire Crow!

　　"Look!" Many people suddenly turned their heads.

　　Three huge ice-feathered cranes came slowly, and after they landed slowly, hundreds of beautiful female cultivators in silver-blue dresses appeared all at once.

　　It was Nangong Li who was at the head, and Qing'er beside her.

　　"My God, there are ten people in the half-step Foundation Establishment...'

　　"All the rest are the peaks of the spiritual pulse realm?"

　　"The strength of this ice palace is so powerful!"

　　Looking at it, many people took a deep breath.

　　Gu Changfeng's hundred pseudo-foundation realms seem to be stronger on the bright side!But if a hundred people are against a hundred people, they are definitely not the opponents of the Ice Palace!

　　What's more, each of the disciples of the Ice Palace is condensed, solid, and has a solid foundation. As long as the cultivation resources are sufficient, they will soon be able to successfully break through and collectively step into the Foundation Establishment Realm.

　　On the other hand, Gu Changfeng's [-]-person pseudo-foundation is purely a wave of disposable consumables!

　　There is absolutely no comparison!

　　"Crash!" At this time, nearly a hundred figures strode out from the high platform, and the leader was Gu Hang, the current dean of Haotian Academy.

　　On the other side, there is Lihuo Sect's Great Elder Yan Gang, and a few Lunhai Realm masters accompanying him.

　　"Hmph, that damned He Yiming, hasn't come yet? He's late again!" Gu Hang was a little impatient.