All My Disciples Suck!

Chapter 647

“Buzzing…” A burst of burning sound suddenly sounded, and instantly turned into a will in the minds of every player, as well as the people of the ancient times, and even He Yiming and Mu Xueying.

“If you are qualified to live, leave quickly! Otherwise…”

“There is no mercy to destroy!”

…

In the depths of the floods, a voice turned out to resound in the minds of everyone present.

The meaning of this sentence is very simple.

That is the natural disaster of this great famine, which recognized the strength of He Yiming and the players, and allowed He Yiming and the players to leave alive!

“What about them?” He Yiming said lightly, pointing his finger at the people of the ancient times.

“The ants and the like, the weak insects, must be suppressed!” The will slowly said with words that He Yiming and the players could understand.

“Haha!” He Yiming smiled suddenly.

This prehistoric flood was obviously bullying the soft and fearing the hard, seeing that oneself and the player are not good enough to deal with, so let’s make a way out!

As for the people of the ancients who have no ability to resist, they will naturally be completely wiped out.

Oh my god!

“Lord He Yiming…” Broken Angle Youth Qing raised his head and, like all the other Taikoo people, looked at He Yiming and the more than 10,000 “Yan Huang Sect” disciples.

No matter what choice He Yiming makes, all the people of the ancient times will not resent anything!

To be able to fight to this point, all the ancient people are already grateful.

“Disciples, the natural disaster of the famine wants us to give up these five million lives!”

“Disciples, tell me aloud, what is your answer?”

…

He Yiming spoke lightly.

Mu Xueying also looked at the players at this time.

Mu Xueying is absolutely sure that if the geniuses standing here are from the upper realm, or any normal cultivator!

Will not hesitate to choose to abandon the people of the ancient times and get away safely by themselves.

This is the right choice.

however……

“The natural disaster of the famine! I bought you a watch last year!!!” All the players yelled out, and made uniform international gestures!

The left arm is horizontal, the right arm is vertical, and more than 10,000 middle fingers are all lit up!

“Wait…find your own death!”

Although the natural disasters of the wild did not know the meaning of this vertical middle finger, and did not understand the meaning of buying a watch, they instantly understood the vigorous fighting spirit of the players!

So the flood of natural disasters directly closed the passage.

The floods of the famine have not changed, just unknowingly…

The number of water-shaped monsters is increasing, and the frequency of attacks is getting faster and faster!

Obviously, the floods of the famine may have given up constant change and made up his mind to fight the war of attrition!

Then it’s up to whoever can hold on for longer!

“…々ˇ…” Mu Xueying could not speak for a long time.

Mu Xueying found that not only could she not see through He Yiming’s disciples, but she could not even understand He Yiming’s disciples.

Before Wang Lufei was alone, in order to save the two ancient people, everyone was involved!

However, no one has blamed Wang Lufei!

Now, in the face of this invincible prehistoric natural disaster!

Every disciple of He Yiming has made exactly the same choice!

Fight to the end!

Not for any benefit, nor for any chance, some, just a simple, some, just a quality that Mu Xueying can’t see in any normal cultivator!

“As expected of your disciples… They are really like you! He Yiming!” Mu Xueying raised her head, looked at He Yiming’s figure, and couldn’t help but smile.

at the same time……(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Your sister, it will take 23 hours to connect to it? Toxic!!!” Beef Noodles put on the virtual helmet again, looked at the time, and vomited blood.

“Hey, this kid from Purgatory, it’s estimated that it will take 23 hours! Can he resist the past? Tsk tusk, this kid is really miserable!”

“No way, go out and eat a wave of revolving hot pot, ah, I haven’t eaten it for a long time!”

…

Beef Noodles then went out skillfully…

at the same time……

In the ancient times, within the Xuanwu Huahua…

“Master!!!”

Purgatory looked at that half of his body, gradually turning into a black and purple figure, silently weeping again.

How long will we have to endure such a huge pain? How long do you have to let Master bear it for yourself?

The hateful is…

I can’t do anything!

“Do not!”

“Master killed his life for me!”

“How can I just watch that?”

“I want to be as strong as Master! The same shakes the world!”

“Then… we must let go of all three views and concepts, as long as we can become stronger, any means and methods must be used! I want to break all the shackles of traditions and inherent concepts like Master!

…

Purgatory thoughts flow, the more you look at the painful figure of Master, the more powerful the faith in Purgatory’s heart!

So the next moment…

“Xuanwu Zhixiang! Give me…refining!!!” Purgatory roared, turning the power of talent crazy!

In the beginning, only sporadic Xuanwu Zhixiang slowly floated into the air, slowly drifting towards purgatory!

But with the passage of time, more and more basaltic soaring flew to purgatory!

“Crack!”

“Crack!”

“Crack!”

The huge essence power remaining in Xuanwu Zhixiang is constantly being crushed, compressed, condensed, and then sucked into the body of Purgatory and turned into a power of Purgatory!

Between every breath, the strength of Purgatory is constantly improving!

“Master, I finally understand why you brought me here… Unexpectedly, Master took so much pains for me…” The stronger the purgatory, the more the worship of Beef Noodles will rise!

…

Time passes quietly like water.

An hour…

Two hours…

Three hours…

Ten hours!

When He Yiming opened his eyes again, he couldn’t help taking a breath.

The scale of the floods has reached the heaven-defying level!

A huge torrent of 40,000 meters high is turning at high speed, surrounding He Yiming and the players.

And the number of water-shaped monsters has increased to a single glance, densely packed, almost innumerable, and it is still increasing!

At this time, all the players are fighting, but each is exhausted, and the breath is weak to the limit.

He Yiming glanced at it, and even Wang Lufei, Vegeta and others panted, and their expressions were pale.

However, the prehistoric floods have been gathering strength, obviously waiting for an opportunity!

After a player is exhausted to the extreme, defeat all player opportunities in one fell swoop!

Many players can also see it, but there is no way.

The scale of the floods is too huge!

It is enough to wash away the torrents of hundreds of millions of miles in the entire land of the Primordial Era, even if less than one ten thousandth of it is condensed here, no matter how the players fight, they can’t cut a single cent!

Another full hour passed!

Then one stick of incense, two sticks of incense, and three sticks of incense!

At the time when the floods of the famine retreated, only the last incense stick…

The flood of famine has finally moved!

“.¨ Rumbling!!!” The terrifying roar shook the whole earth, and the black and purple torrents rose from the ground and turned directly into a torrent of 100,000 meters!

And it erupted from all directions at the same time, turned into a tsunami that obscured the sky and sky (no money), and crashed down with the momentum of crushing everything!

“Damn!”

The players were exhausted at this time. They realized that the water monster suddenly stopped attacking. They thought they could breathe a sigh of relief. They found out that this prehistoric flood actually launched the greatest amount in history during the last incense stick. Strong onslaught!

“Oh my God!”

“Such a big tsunami?”

“Damn it, daddy is almost exhausted!”

…

All players raised their heads strenuously, a burst of weakness.

This great disaster is so insidious that it has been sending endless water-shaped monsters to consume the power of the players. When all the players are exhausted, it starts the horror that shakes the world and exterminates everything. Power!

Once this wave of 100,000 meters falls, all players will die!

Once all the players belch, the terrifying disaster will wipe out the entire city and the more than five million ancient names in it in an instant!

At this critical juncture!

He Yiming slowly got up.

“Disciples, you are doing very well!”

“Next, hand it over to this Sect Master!!!”.