My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　Of course, Nangong Malan can't let Nangong Li mess up. If she hurts Nangong Li, it will be a big trouble!

　　"Quick, go out to the theater!" Huo Tianya was ecstatic!

　　go out to fight?

　　That's right!

　　Fighting here, Huo Tianya is not only worried that it will affect himself, but also blow up the sect hall in the Holy Land of Suppression.

　　So Huo Tianya and the others rushed directly to the entrance of the main hall, and at a glance, they saw two figures facing each other on the Zongmen Square.

　　He Yiming and Nangong Malan.

　　"The battle of the emperor, what do you mean?" He Yiming asked directly.

　　"If you can beat me, I will tell you!" Nangong Malan sneered.

　　"Okay, I'll try my best not to kill you!" He Yiming said slowly.

　　"Crazy, this seat has never seen such rampant ants! A mere Tiandan dares to be rampant in front of this seat's Nascent Soul!!! Let you see the power of the Nascent Soul Realm!!!" Nangong Malan Angrily smirked.

　　next moment……

　　"Boom!!!" A huge breath burst out!

　　A wave of Dao patterns spread out from Nangong Malan's body like water waves!

　　That is the power beyond the power of Dacheng artistic conception!

　　"Ants!"

　　"Heavenly Pill Realm, just integrates the power of artistic conception into Jindan! The only fusion of the power of artistic conception and the power of cultivation is called Tiandan!"

　　"However……"

　　"Nascent Soul Realm, it's a step further!"

　　"Melting the artistic conception and completely integrating with Jindan, regardless of each other! This is the first step!"

　　"Condense the melted golden elixir gradually, constantly sharpen it, and finally turn it into a baby! It is your own clone! This is the second step!"

　　"Hearts and minds are united, Yuan Ying and his own will are perfectly integrated, and a perfect baby is achieved! That is Yuan Ying!"

　　"This is Nascent Soul Realm!"

　　"And how much power you have in the mood determines the strength of your own Nascent Soul!"

　　"The Nascent Soul achieved by the power of an artistic conception is called a Nascent Soul!"

　　"The power of the two artistic conceptions is the two souls!"

　　"The more artistic conception power you have, the more powerful the Nascent Soul that you have achieved! Even between each path, there is a world of difference!"

　　"And this seat..."

　　……

　　When Nangong Malan said this, her heart moved!

　　"Boom!!!" A slightly illusory little baby phantom slowly emerged!

　　On this little baby's body, vaguely, there are two flowing Dao lines, flashing and flashing, exuding a huge breath!

　　"When I was in the Heavenly Core Realm, I had two Dacheng Inspiration Realms! Now, it's the second Nascent Soul Great Power!"

　　"An ant, what are you fighting with this seat!!!"

　　……

　　After Nangong Malan finished speaking, she raised her hand and transformed into a huge palm that was [-] meters in size!

　　On this palm, there is a terrifying aura that covers the sky and the sun, and there are countless Dao patterns circulating, and two great powers of artistic conception roar on it!

　　"Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

　　Too strong!

　　This, this is Nascent Soul Realm Great Expert?

　　When this blow comes down, who will stand on the top of the horse!

　　Even a [-]-meter giant Tiandan monster would be killed by this slap!

　　Too strong!

　　"Brother Ming!!!" Ling Tianyu's expression changed, and he looked at He Yiming with some worry.

　　However, He Yiming was light-hearted, calm, and even did not dodge or dodge.

　　"Go to hell!!!" With a wave of Nangong Malan's hand, a huge three-kilometer handprint fell down, directly hitting He Yiming!

　　"Boom boom boom!" The huge earthquake erupted, the terrifying airflow and impact spread, the square of the Holy Land of Prison Suppression was almost smashed, and countless nearby pavilions and buildings collapsed!

　　Even Huo Tianya and other experts in the Heavenly Core Realm were fully operating their cultivation bases, turning them into protective shields to block the impact. Some weak Lunhai Realm disciples were spitting blood, and it was only because the elders and the hall master took action that they barely stood still. .

　　The power of this blow is simply terrifying!

　　If it hits the Holy Land of Prison Suppression, this slap will kill at least [-]% of the people in the Holy Land of Prison Suppression!

　　too strong!

　　It's so powerful!

　　"Nascent Soul is powerful, he is truly invincible!!!" Huo Tianya sucked in a breath of cold air, his face extremely pale.

　　With this slap, the nameless senior must have died.

　　Anyway, if you change yourself, it must be a fart!

　　terrible!

　　Thanks to my wit, I didn't dare to offend this Great Master of the Upper Realm!

　　"Hehe, ants, this is the absolute difference between you and me! Go to hell and regret it!" Nangong Malan smiled disdainfully, and turned around to return to the main hall.

　　Although I don't know what the relationship between this person and Nangong Li is, it doesn't matter, it's already shot to death anyway!

　　Next, he can take Nangong Li back to the upper realm.

　　Yet at this moment.

　　A crisp voice suddenly sounded.

　　"Nascent Soul Power?"

　　"That's it?"

　　"!!!" Nangong Malan turned around abruptly, and after seeing the scene in front of her, her breathing stopped. .

Chapter 93

　　The smoke gradually dissipated.

　　A figure stood proudly.

　　It was He Yiming!

　　Don't say hurt!

　　He Yiming didn't even break his clothes.

　　This shows that He Yiming is not only easy to resist the blow just now, but also amazing!

　　"Nascent Soul Realm, that's all?" He Yiming actually had a question mark in his heart.

　　He Yiming has always thought that the Nascent Soul Realm is a powerful one!

　　So fearful!

　　But really against...

　　That's it?

　　The three-kilometer-large handprint just now looked very strong!

　　However, it's just that the outside is strong and the middle is dry, and the power is so dispersed that the entire fingerprint looks like a cowhide, but it is actually a scum!

　　Compare.

　　The finger that seemed to be a frozen demon summoned by Morisa, who was killed before, was less than a square inch!

　　But it is [-] times greater than the threat of the [-]-meter handprint!

　　Therefore, He Yiming, who was just running the Celestial Pill's Perfect Realm Qingdi Immortal Physique, easily blocked this blow with his hard shouldering!

　　even……

　　Not even the skin is broken?

　　"Impossible!!!" The people of Nangong Malan were dumbfounded.

　　"So that's it, you, who should be in the Nascent Soul Realm, actually hide your cultivation and pretend to be a heavenly pill? Hahaha!" Nangong Malan suddenly sneered.

　　"???" He Yiming had a question mark in his head.

　　hide?I hide my ass!

　　"Since that's the case, I'll take you as an opponent of Nascent Soul Realm!" Nangong Malan took a deep breath, and then her breath changed again.

　　The dao patterns that had been spreading and erupting before quickly converged on Nangong Malan's body.

　　At this moment, Nangong Malan's body was covered with dao patterns!

　　If you look closely, you can see that this pattern has two colors, and it contains two kinds of artistic conception power!

　　"So it is! The power of artistic conception can be perfectly merged into the power of Dao pattern! This is the power of Yuan Ying's great power!" He Yiming nodded secretly.

　　"Heavenly Artifact! Qinghong!!!" Nangong Malan reached out and grabbed it in the air!

　　The cyan long sword carried on his back burst out of the air, and then flew into Nangong Malan's book.

　　"Boom!!!" The next moment, the power of the Dao pattern on Nangong Malan's body quickly wrapped around the heavenly weapon-level long sword Qinghong.

　　The whole Qinghong sword was like a part of Nangong Malan's body, perfectly fused!