All My Disciples Suck!

These first-test gluttons.

After the second test began, the other players were busy picking up corpses to increase their strength, or when the Northern Expedition was fighting the demon beasts, these B's were squatting in the Spirit Food Restaurant from early to late.

The Beast Tide brought over a hundred thousand demon beasts. At the same time, it represented the blood and flesh of over ten thousand demon beasts.

Then, these gluttons continued to eat. After eating, they continued to eat.

In the end, quantitative changes caused a qualitative change.

For the ordinary cultivators, eating meat frequently could strengthen their body, dispel cold and activate blood.

In that case, what if they continuously ate the blood and meat of tens of thousands of demon beasts?

It seemed that obtaining the bloodline and body of the Ten Thousand Beasts was very reasonable?

"Wait!" He Yiming's eyes narrowed.

The bloodline and body of all beasts could be understood.

What the hell was the True Dragon Qi? And these gluttonous players' Azure Emperor Immortal Body had all reached the Perfect Spirit Vein?

Was that the limit of his current cultivation?

Could it be…

"I seem to understand why Farm Master poisoned the shit…" He Yiming was shocked.

True Dragon Qi, just how much had these foodies eaten?

No wonder the farm chief poisoned the shit!

If he didn't poison them any more, they'd be able to get rid of all of them.

At this moment, on the battlefield, the seven Sea Race Foundation Establishment experts slowly stood up.

"How could these human cultivators' bodies be so terrifying?"

"How savage! Their fleshly bodies are actually even stronger than ours?"

"Damn it, how did these human cultivators do it?"

The seven Sea Race Foundation Establishment experts were both shocked and afraid.

The Sea Race warriors relied most on their powerful bodies.

But now, they were being suppressed by the other party?

“Everyone, we have to risk our lives! Prepare to transform!!!” The leader of the group roared!

Thus, the seven Sea Race Foundation Establishment experts began to transform in unison, about to enter their strongest form.

Once they succeeded, the seven Sea Race Foundation Establishment experts were all confident that they would be able to turn the tables.

"Do you want to use the same move twice in front of our foodie corps?" The seven first-test foodies laughed disdainfully.

Shave!

The seven of them simultaneously activated Shave.

At this moment, this unique skill from Wang Lufei exploded with heaven-defying might.

They still wanted to transform?

Creak!

“Chidori!" The seven first-test gluttons didn't even know how to cut through lightning, so they all activated Chidori and directly pierced through the hearts of the seven Sea Race Foundation Establishment experts.

"I actually died here?"

"Dammit… Dammit!"

"I… I'm unwilling!"

The seven Sea Race Foundation Establishment experts slowly fell down and slowly stopped breathing.

Phew…

The seven first-test foodies heaved a sigh of relief.

If not for the fact that the seven Sea Race Foundation Establishment experts wanted to forcefully transform, they would have taken the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and the battle might not have ended so quickly.

"En, now, we can sweep through those remaining Sea Race scum!" The seven first-test foodies turned their gazes to other directions.

But right at this moment!

Bang!

Among the corpses of the seven Sea Race’s Foundation Establishment experts, the one with the strongest aura suddenly stood up and quickly retreated. In the time it took for him to breathe, he moved several tens of meters, and then he fled towards the seawater that had not retreated yet.

“Faked death?" The players were shocked.

“Hold the grass, how could this monster be faking his death?”

The seven first-test foodie bosses had never encountered such a situation before. They reacted a beat slower. Even if they wanted to catch up, they wouldn't be able to catch up.

"I'll hunt him down!" But at this moment, He Yiming stepped on the Azure Feather Eagle and tore through the air. At the same time, he lightly said those words.

"Yes, Brother Ming!" The players were taken aback. Since Brother Ming was there, there would be no problem.

As a result, the players began to slaughter the remaining Sea Race soldiers.

With seven first-test foodie bosses leading the team and the second-batch players following behind, the remaining sea tribe soldiers could not withstand a single blow.

Many of the Sea Race warriors began to disperse, wanting to flee.

However, the players of the second batch skillfully used Frost Arrow to slow them down and used Moon Steps to catch up to them one by one.

The last Sea Race warrior had run to the edge of the surging sea, but he was still killed by Wu Liuqi with a dart.

It was already slow to move on land, and the players could all move quickly with Moon Steps.

This was especially the case for the seven first-test foodie bosses. Their bodies were tyrannical, and they were able to use Shave. In the end, none of the Sea Race warriors escaped and were all killed.

"How is Brother Ming doing?" When the players started cleaning up the battlefield, they all looked to the east…

At this moment, He Yiming stepped on the Azure Feather Eagle and continued to chase after it.

Under his feet was the middle Foundation Establishment expert of the Sea Race, who had been heavily injured and had been bleeding along the way.

"Dammit, humans. Once I return to the nest, I'll definitely tell the Lord to gather the power of all of the Sea Race and kill all of them. Revenge for our dead warriors! Revenge!!!" this fleeing Sea Race mid Foundation Establishment expert swore as he fled…

He didn't see He Yiming chasing him from the sky at all.

At this moment, He Yiming had countless ways to easily kill this fellow, but He Yiming didn't make a move.

That was because just now, the system had released a new mission.

Releasing a sect mission! Destroy the Sea Race’s nest!

Target: Chase after the Sea Race’s survivors, find the Sea Race's nest, and wipe them out!

Time limit: ten days!

"The sea race does indeed have a nest near the sea… No wonder they attacked twice…" He Yiming began to think.

It was very easy to kill this heavily injured Sea Race's Foundation Establishment Realm expert, but it was better to find the Sea Race's nest in the sea.

Once the Sea Race’s nest was attacked , the Sea Race would attack again and again. He Yiming could endure the first or even the second attack. But he definitely wouldn't endure the third time!

They would exterminate the Sea Race’s nest, exterminate all of the Sea Race near the sea, and exterminate their roots. Only then would he be able to ensure that he would not be disturbed by the Sea Race for a long period of time.

"Hmm?” Soon, He Yiming saw the endless sea ahead. No one knew how big this endless sea was.

The Northern Spirit Realm was already in the north of the continent, and He Yiming's Extremely Desolate Region was in the northeast of the Northern Spirit Realm.

In the northwest, north, and northeast of the Northern Spirit Realm was the Endless Sea.

However, He Yiming was confident.

One day in the future, when the number of players under his command is large enough and powerful, He Yiming will take the players to explore the depths of the endless sea.

Conquering the endless sea was the ultimate goal of every Pirate King!

Cough, cough.

He Yiming had a red face.

"Into the water?" He Yiming's eyes twitched, and he saw that the injured Sea Race quickly jumped into the sea.

"Azure Feather Eagle, wait for me here!" He Yiming gave a faint command and asked the Azure Feather Eagle to find a place to hide, so he jumped into the air and fell directly into the sea.