My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　"Hey, brother Ming is back!"

　　"Quick, if Brother Ming wears women's clothes, he will definitely be more beautiful!"

　　……

　　Countless three-test players were so excited that they gathered around.

　　"Brother Ming, use mine!"

　　"No no no, use my Balabala little magic fairy transformation stick to transform!"

　　"Brother Ming, don't resist, let's wear women's clothes together! Let's be a cute girl together!"

　　……

　　The three human race players said in succession.

　　"Enough!" He Yiming was furious, his breath burst out, and all these three players were knocked to the ground.

　　"This sect, no perversions are allowed!"

　　"Women's clothing? Break it all up for me!!!"

　　As soon as He Yiming thought about it, he raised his hand and smashed all the women's clothes!

　　"In your first offense, [-] contribution points will be deducted per person! Whoever wears women's clothes will have [-] contribution points deducted!" He Yiming said coldly, showing no mercy.

　　He Yiming raised his hand after seeing those Balabala little devils turned into sticks.

　　"Boom!" The huge power of Tiandan erupted and swept all the Balabala little devils and turned into sticks.

　　"Bang bang bang!" With the countless cracking sounds, all the Balabala little devils turned into sticks and all smashed!

　　"Ah ah ah!" All the three test players cried and screamed.

　　"Brother Ming, how can you do this? This is the source of our strength!"

　　"Brother Ming, through this little magic fairy Barabara transformed into a stick, we defeated the army of [-] monks with one blow!"

　　"Brother Ming, you did something wrong, do you know how precious this transformation stick is?"

　　……

　　The players in the third test were directly fried and protested.

　　He Yiming understood the whole story while listening.

　　"It turns out that, injecting the power of the first test player's artistic conception into this Barabara little magic fairy transforms into a stick, and then injecting the third test player's own cultivation into it, it is equivalent to borrowing the first test player's Dacheng artistic conception power!"

　　"The power of artistic conception that a single player in the third test can borrow is indeed limited, and it is far inferior to the players in the first test, but when more than [-] players in the third test gather together, it is very scary!"

　　"This Balabala little magic fairy transforms into a stick, which is equivalent to a mood sharing equipment! But..."

　　……

　　After He Yiming's analysis, he sent a soul question to the players in the third test.

　　"This thing, you can use any shape, first inject the power of artistic conception, you can use it, then..."

　　"Why do you want women's clothes?"

　　……

　　He Yiming opened his mouth.

　　"???" All the players in the three tests were all stupid.

　　Yup!

　　Why should we...

　　What about women's clothing?

　　Those who were still riding on horses were broadcast live and watched by hundreds of millions of people online!

　　Only then did the jar shatter, and even want to pull Brother Ming into the water, it's also a woman's dress!

　　however……

　　Why did Laozi wear women's clothes when he was riding a horse?

　　Ahhhhh!

　　"Pfft!" All the three human race players vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

　　[Additional update for the first monthly pass].

Chapter 78

　　He Yiming shook his head, ignoring these three-test Mengxin who had passed out.

　　But soon returned to the main hall, and then came to the sovereign room.

　　"Yiming..." After stepping into the room, He Yiming saw Nangong Li who was different from usual.

　　Nangong Li looked at He Yiming quietly with a trace of sadness and loneliness on her face.

　　"Is this day finally here?" He Yiming sighed.

　　Nangong Li's time in the lower realm finally came to an end.

　　It's time to return to the upper bounds.

　　It is not that He Yiming has not thought of a way.

　　Too bad it didn't work!

　　The imprint of the Great Emperor on Nangong Li's body, even the Heavenly Fire Demon ~ Hell Heart Flame cannot destroy it!

　　As long as the imprint of the emperor is still there, Nangongli can't get rid of the emperor's tracking!

　　Another point, even if He Yiming can erase the imprint of the Great Emperor, and take Nan-Gong Li far away!

　　The results of it?

　　Naturally, it was the Nangong family who suffered the emperor's wrath!

　　Nangong Li's mother, grandfather, grandmother and other whole family will be slaughtered!

　　"Don't worry, after returning to the upper realm, there will be a period of time before I will accept the power of the emperor! Since Yiming said you are fine, I believe you!"

　　"After gaining the power of the Great Emperor, my strength will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds, maybe even stronger than you!"

　　……

　　Nangong Li snuggled in He Yiming's arms and said softly.

　　"..." He Yiming was speechless.

　　Nangongli was imprinted by the emperor on the emperor's son. Normally, he would be endowed with enormous power, and then his feelings would be wiped away, and he would become the emperor's tool for collecting luck.

　　The Great Emperor's air luck technique is like a blood-sucking leech, and it will attach to Nangong Li's body, sucking away the countless air luck that Nangong Li has obtained!

　　however……

　　The technique of luck controlled by the emperor is called the servant of luck!

　　He Yiming, however, controls the master of destiny, the master of luck, and applies it to Nangongli first. Not only can it protect Nangongli's feelings from being blocked, but it can also in turn absorb a steady stream of the luck that Nangongli has harvested. Become He Yiming's!

　　Occasionally, leak a little bit to the emperor, so that the emperor will not notice.

　　As a result, the Great Emperor changed his body and in turn became He Yiming's tool man.

　　But even so...

　　He Yiming was still very distressed.

　　After all, even if Nangong Li possesses the power bestowed by the emperor, it does not mean invincibility!

　　It is also possible to fall when collecting luck!

　　This is what He Yiming is most worried about!

　　"If you are worried about me, then you promise me to come to the upper realm to find me early!" Nangong Li whispered.

　　"Okay! I promise you!" He Yiming said suddenly, decisively.

　　After staying with Nangong Li for a while, He Yiming walked out of the hall and handed out a jade slip to Ling Tianyu.

　　Soon, Ling Tianyu received the jade slip from He Yiming.

　　"Huh? Are you serious?" Ling Tianyu was a little stunned.

　　He Yiming actually ordered to inform himself that he had found the trace of Nangong Li?

　　"Brother Ming, is this going to return Nangong Li to the Holy Land of Suppressing Prison? No, that's not right!" Ling Tianyu's expression changed, and then he slowly thought of a terrible possibility!

　　If He Yiming really wants to return Nangong Li, he can quietly escort Nangong Li to the Holy Land of Prison Suppression!

　　However, He Yiming did not do so.

　　Instead, he let himself announce a report that he found a trace of Nangong Li and was tracking it down.

　　In this way, you will immediately get the reuse of the Holy Land of Suppression!

　　If it is handled well, when the people of the Nangong family arrive in the lower realm and come to the Holy Land of Suppressing Prison, they will also need to rely on themselves to pursue Nangong Li!

　　As long as it cooperates properly with He Yiming...

　　You can get great prestige and credit yourself!

　　"As long as the Holy Master Huo Tianya of the Holy Land of Suppressing Prison is still alive, no matter how high my prestige is and how much credit I have, it is impossible for me to replace Huo Tianya as the Holy Master... Unless..." Ling Tianyu's eyes suddenly lit up and he completely understood He Yiming the meaning of.

　　With the help of Nangong Li, you can gain huge prestige and credit!

　　And once Huo Tianya disappears...

　　You are the most prestigious existence in the leaderless holy land!

　　"As expected of Brother Ming... Really amazing!" Ling Tianyu nodded silently.

　　"Ten Elder Ling Tianyu, please enter the hall!"

　　At this time, with the sound of the announcement, Ling Tianyu stepped into the hall of the Holy Land of Suppressing Hell.