My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　"Evil! Stop!" He Yiming finally couldn't sit still, and suddenly appeared.

　　"Brother Ming, these abominable Demon Race guys are too shameless, too despicable, too dirty, hurry up and call the shots for us!" The two-meter-tall three-measure human race player, with heavy makeup on his face, all rushing around, still in his hands Holding the Balabala little magic fairy transformation stick, Qiqi shouted!

　　"Brother Ming, this group of crumbs is really disgusting, hurry up, block them, block them!" The three-test demon players have two basketballs, wearing suspenders and combing their hair, and they are all angry. roared.

　　"Enough!" He Yiming raised his hand and shouted.

　　"Three generations of human disciples, you are so disgusting!" Brother Ming shouted loudly.

　　"Pfft!" The three human race players vomited blood in unison, and were instantly hit by a critical attack!

　　"Hahaha, stupid!"

　　"Brother Ming said it well!"

　　"That's right, these Bs are really disgusting!"

　　……

　　Mozu players are instantly excited to fry the pot!

　　"Three generations of demon clan disciples, you are so shameless!" He Yiming turned his head, looked at the demon clan player again and shouted.

　　"Ah?" Everyone in the Demon Race players was dumbfounded.

　　Are we shameless?We are men of justice!I don't agree!

　　"Hahaha, these scumbags have been scolded by Brother Ming!"

　　"These bastards have faces?"

　　"Mark hahaha, Brother Ming scolded well!"

　　……

　　The three human race players wiped away the blood from the corners of their mouths, and all of them were happy.

　　"As three generations of disciples, you have been fighting each other many times, and even at such a critical juncture, you are still fighting within each other!"

　　"This Sect Master, I will give you a severe punishment today!"

　　……

　　He Yiming suddenly opened his mouth.

　　"Ah? No... Brother Ming!"

　　The three human race players and the demon race players were all surprised.

　　But then...

　　Both sides laughed disdainfully.

　　"Hehe, I guess it's just to deduct contribution points? Hehe, I have already spent all the contribution points before entering the story of the Primordial Era, you deduct it, just deduct it!" The three-test human player sneered disdainfully.

　　"It's nothing more than deducting contribution points, hey hey, we have Brother Bu Sao as the boss, and we can make good money with blood! Contribution points are not easy to capture!" The Demon Race player also smiled evilly.

　　The players in the three tests all had an idea at the same time.

　　Brother Ming!

　　You are so tender!

　　Times have changed, do you still want to punish us by contributing points?Ha ha!

　　However, He Yiming said a word!

　　The players of the three-test human race and the three-test demon race were all stunned, and they were instantly dumbfounded.

　　"All three generations of Demon Race players will be punished and banned from working! When will you all break through to thirty-six Demon Marks, and when will the ban be lifted!"

　　He Yiming spoke lightly and said directly.

　　"Pfft!" All the Demon Race players vomited blood instantly, all kneeling on the ground.

　　Mom, isn't this punishment too harsh?

　　"Brother Ming, we were wrong, and we will never fight infighting again. Since ancient times, we have treated the brothers of the three-test human race as our own sons. If I have a bite of food, we will never miss a bite of them! We promise, Absolutely no more fighting!" The Demon Race players hurriedly pleaded loudly.

　　Three test human players: ? ? ?

　　"How dare you talk hard! It will be banned from now on!" He Yiming's thoughts moved, and he blocked the trading rights of the demon players in one step, and contributed to the transfer rights!

　　As a result, there is no way for Mozu players to complete the half-loss transaction with Bu Sao in the game!

　　But even so, He Yiming knows that it is possible for these demon players to contact Bu Sao offline and lose half of the game, bypass the online trading system to complete the transaction, or entrust human players to complete the transaction!

　　So He Yiming thought about it and added two more restrictions!

　　He Yiming first set up a formation to bless all the demon players and Bu Sao lost half of the game!

　　All the demon cores of monsters killed by these demon players will be contaminated with the breath of these demon players. Even if these demon cores are fused through the fusion pot, they will still add the breath of demon players!

　　As long as there is the aura of these demon players on the demon core, if you lose half of the game, you can't use these demon cores to strengthen yourself!

　　In addition, as long as the Demon Race player and Bu Sao lose half of the start within a hundred meters, no matter how many creatures or monsters the Demon Race player kills, the diffused soul aura cannot be absorbed by Bu Sao's half loss!

　　In this way, it completely blocked the possibility of all the Demon Race players giving Bu Sao a half-time job!

　　"Ah ah ah!" Seeing the system prompt, all the Demon Race players cried, really cried!

　　Ruined!

　　Lao Tzu's happy working life is over!

　　"Hahaha, these scumbags deserve it!"

　　"That's right, what a wage earner, it's so fun!"

　　"Isn't it bad to play games well? Do you have to work for others? Are you stupid!"

　　……

　　The three-test human race players laughed, and everyone started to taunt them crazy!

　　However, as soon as He Yiming's eyes turned, he landed on the three-measure human player...

　　"Starting today, you are forbidden to seek the power of the first and second generation disciples to gain the power of the mood, and you are also forbidden to use the mood card! When will you unblock when you have your own powerful power! This sect master hopes that you will You can understand your own strength, instead of relying on others all the time!" He Yiming said lightly, with a thought and a wave of his hand, he imposed a ban on these three-test human players.

　　"What?" The three human race players were all dumbfounded at the time.

　　"Hahaha, these scumbags can't be sons, right?"

　　"I laughed so hard, I don't have a mood card, and now I can't summon Tianhuo, aren't these crumbs a waste?"

　　"Deserved, really deserved! Hahaha!"

　　……

　　The Demon Race players swept away their previous depression, and at this moment, they were all proud of themselves.

　　What's wrong with yourself?

　　As long as the other party is worse than you, that's great!

　　"Ahhh! I can't use the golden cloak anymore?"

　　"No, I haven't used my Six Path Sword a few times yet!"

　　"Ah, ah, why is this? The three thousand mood cards I have in stock can't be used anymore?"

　　……

　　The three human race players all knelt on the ground, crying and shouting, a miserable one.

　　However, some people are happy!

　　"Beautiful work, Brother Ming!" The first test and the second test had just been launched. After hearing He Yiming's remarks and the penalty of 3.7, all of them instantly gave thumbs up!

　　Just now, the big guys in the first test and the second test went offline to avoid the edge for a while, but when they went online at this time, they were all excited.

　　Let your crumbs play nasty shit, you deserve it!Really deserves it!

　　Although He Yiming also knew that the mood card was blocked, now in the Primordial Era, he couldn't summon Skyfire!

　　Moreover, the cultivation base and realm of the three-test human players have not fully recovered, which means that these three-test human players are basically useless!

　　But He Yiming still made this punishment decision!

　　Without him!

　　He Yiming thought that these women's clothes were already disgusting to the extreme!

　　But He Yiming found that he was too naive!

　　This bunch of crumbs turned out to be even more disgusting!Women's wear heavy makeup and then dance sand sculpture breath?

　　Who can stand this horse!

　　"If you don't clean up this bunch of crumbs, another disgusting stream will be super doubled, and even this Sect Master can't bear it!" He Yiming couldn't help whispering in his heart...

Chapter 59

　　"I didn't expect that even the fourth disaster, the plague of plague, was defeated by your disciples!" Mu Xueying also did not expect that these disciples of He Yiming would be so defiant!

　　Originally, the most terrifying thing about the plague is that the last negative force erodes the inner world!

　　but……

　　He Yiming's disciples actually used an incredible method to attract the attention of all the people of the ancient times, and even danced the strange dance called sand sculpture, which was swallowed by the negative force of the plague. , the normal monks can't resist the people of the ancient times who will commit suicide...

　　All laughed out loud!

　　Although……

　　a little hot eyes...

　　"The last disaster, how long will it take for the demonic disaster of death to come?" He Yiming jumped into the air and came to Mu Xueying, asking lightly.

　　"Seven days later!"

　　"What about the duration?"

　　"unlimited!"