My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"Well, the scene suddenly became lively! Old man, I also want to make a move! At this time, the old Zhu Jian who had been watching the show watched the scuffle scene, stroked his beard lightly, and said leisurely.

"Brother Mian, do you want to come together?" Senju's old Zhu Jian turned around and glanced at the beef noodles standing beside him, and said in a hoarse and vicissitudes of life.

"No, today's face, I don't want to bully the small with the big!" Beef Noodles waved his hand like a gentleman.

"Well, that's good, the old man will take a little action and give these lovely great-grandchildren a spur of love!" The old Zhu Jian of Qianshou nodded, and then said hoarsely.

"???" Standing next to Beef Noodles and Qianshou's old Zhu Jian - Zai Zai Noodles was numb.

As expected of you two!

It's never been normal!

"Pa-ta!" The old Zhu Jian of Qianshou stepped forward and slowly raised the wooden staff in his hand.

Seeing this scene, many old and new players who watched the live broadcast, as well as forum friends were taken aback.

What does Brother Zhu Jian want to do?

I saw the old Zhu Jian with Qianshou raised his wooden staff and spoke softly.

"Wake up..."

"The guards guarding the land of Shenmu..."

"Shenmu Iron Guards!"

Following the hoarse voice of Qian Shou's old Zhu Jian, at the next moment, on the Shenmu Plain where the players were fighting in a mess, pieces of Shenmu slowly rose from the Shenmu land.

During the breathing of these sacred trees, they condensed and formed into a figure wearing a sacred tree armor. Its posture and armor style are almost exactly the same as the fairy soldiers summoned by the Great Emperor who suppressed the prison before!

And the number of such Wooden Golem soldiers appeared...

That's a million!

Moreover, the aura emitted by each one is actually comparable to the level of the prison-suppressing Great Emperor in the half-immortal posture before! That is to say, it surpasses the general terrifying combat power above the tenth rank!

"Fuck!"

"Fuck! 35

"Fucking Wood Style guys are hanging out again!"

Such a big movement, no matter whether it is a participating player or an old player who is still in the melee, they naturally discovered it! They were even more stunned!

what the hell

Why is brother Zhu Jian getting more and more outrageous?

The total number of participating players who arrived here is less than 800,000... As a result, Brother Zhu Jian backhanded out a million Shenmu Tiewei with a new posture?

How can this Wood Style be played without chipping?

"What are you panicking about? If you rub so many at a time, you must be extremely weak. Don't be fooled by that Cultivation Base breath! Watch me use the 800-mile Flame Giant Palm to wipe them out!" At this time, a six-test Mengxin Hehe smiled, he didn't believe that brother Zhujian was so outrageous.

So this cute newcomer, wearing the flame cloak of Lie Yan Mian, rose into the air, and then slammed down with his palm!

The familiar 800-mile flaming giant palm suddenly exploded and crushed down!

"Boom!" Immediately, with a blow from the mighty flaming giant palm, it engulfed the millions of godwood iron guards!

"Hehehe, how about it? To deal with this kind of enemy that relies on numbers, you only need a large-scale group attack, and you can... Fuck!" When this Liutest Mengxin was still proud, he looked at it carefully, and he was stupid !

In the raging sea of ​​flames exuding the original aura, millions of godwood iron guards remained motionless, and none of them were even injured by the giant palm of the eight hundred miles of flames. They were obviously made of wood, but they were harder to shake than steel in the sea of ​​flames!

And at the next moment, a Shenmu Tiewei vacated in one step, and the speed was as fast as 32 times the speed of the Magic Wing God Speed ​​Flow player!

"Boom!" The speed of the Shenmu Tiewei broke the speed of sound in seconds, and with one punch, he directly killed the six-test Mengxin who was using the 800-mile flaming giant palm!

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Even if this Liuce Mengxin is still wearing the high-quality tenth-order golden heavenly weapon armor from Sanceren without shrinking in the slightest!

"Damn it!

"Fuck!""

"Holy shit Wood Style people are hanging out again and again! 99

Seeing this scene, both old and new players were all blown away!

And very soon, the Iron Guards of the Million Divine Trees moved!

At that moment, the new players who did not understand the allusion that brother Zhu Jian can surround a hundred thousand by himself, instantly understood the true meaning of this allusion!

Because soon, an extremely shocking scene appeared!

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"Fuck! This rhythm is wrong, how could it be like this?"

"Ah, ah, save me, save me quickly!"

"What the hell? What the hell happened? Why did it happen?"

A total of 100,000 participating players didn't understand what was going on, but suddenly, they were surrounded by a million Shenmu iron guards!

Every ten Shenmu Iron Guards formed a circle, surrounded the 100,000 participating players in the middle and started the Haibian mode!

Of course, these participating players also tried to resist!

A participating player brandished a tenth-order heavenly weapon machete and went down. As a result, the Shenmu Tiewei was fine, but his own heavenly weapon machete was broken!

There is also a demon player with 99 magic marks, confident that he is physically invincible, and started a hand-to-hand fight with Shenmu Tiewei, and then...

Heads were smashed!

Some participating players tried to imitate a certain man with a face surname, and used the invincible trick of mouth escape.

"Dad Shenmu Tiewei, I have been separated from you for many years... oh..."

Of course, the result was naturally that the Shenmu iron guards gave him a big mouth, and they were pumped into melon skins!

So in the whole battlefield, the old players were killing randomly, Di Suolong was running wild, and Senju's old Zhujian was hacking!

Only Mengxin is being beaten! Chuan.