Chapter 512

—A passage that exudes a huge pressure!

This passage, He Yiming and the players can leave safely, but...

The weak people of the ancient times cannot bear it, so they can't pass through!

The intention of the flood of the great wilderness is obvious! .

Chapter 640 Tell me loudly, what is your answer?

"Buzz buzz buzz..." A burst of burning sound suddenly sounded, and instantly turned into a will in the minds of every player, the people of the ancient times, and even He Yiming and Mu Xueying.

"You are qualified to live, leave quickly! Otherwise..."

"Destroy without mercy!"

In the depths of the flood of the great wilderness, a voice actually appeared, resounding in the minds of everyone present.

The meaning of this sentence is very simple.

That is, this natural disaster of the great wilderness 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 big hand at the people of the ancient times.

"The ants and their kind, weak insects, must be destroyed!" That will spoke slowly in words that He Yiming and the players could understand.

"Haha!" He Yiming laughed immediately.

This flood disaster of the ancient times was obviously bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Seeing that he and the players were difficult to deal with, they gave them a way out!

As for the ancient people, they had no ability to resist, so they would naturally be completely slaughtered.

God said it!

"Lord He Yiming..." The young man with broken horns raised his head, and like all the other ancient people, he looked at He Yiming and the more than 10,000 disciples of the Yanhuang Sect.

No matter what choice He Yiming made, all the ancient people would not resent him at all!

All the ancient people were grateful to be able to fight to this point.

"Dear disciples, the Great Disaster wants us to give up these five million lives!"

"Disciples, tell me loudly, what is your answer?" He Yiming said lightly.

Mu Xueying also looked at the players at this time.

Mu Xueying was absolutely sure that if the geniuses from the upper world or any normal cultivators were standing here!

They would choose to abandon the ancient people without hesitation and get out safely.

This is the right choice.

However...

"Great Disaster! I bought you a watch last year!!!" All the players shouted in unison and made an international gesture in unison!

With a left arm horizontal and a right arm vertical, more than 10,000 middle fingers lit up!

"You...are courting death! "

Although Primordial Disaster didn't know the meaning of the middle finger, nor did he understand the meaning of buying a watch, he instantly understood the players' strong fighting spirit!

So Primordial Disaster directly closed that passage.

Primordial Flood didn't change anymore, but unknowingly...

The number of water-shaped monsters increased, and the frequency of attacks became faster and faster!

Obviously, Primordial Flood may have given up the constant changes and decided to fight a war of attrition!

Then let's see who can hold out longer!

Mu Xueying was speechless for a long time.

Mu Xueying found that not only could she not The disciples who saw through He Yiming, even couldn't understand He Yiming's disciples.

Before, Wang Luffy was alone, and in order to save two ancient people, he implicated everyone!

However, no one blamed Wang Luffy!

Now, facing this completely invincible natural disaster!

Every disciple of He Yiming made the same choice!

Fight to the end!

Not for any benefit, nor for any opportunity, some are just a kind of simplicity, some are 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 looked up, looked at He Yiming's figure, and couldn't help but smile.

At the same time..

"Fuck, it will take another 23 hours to connect? It's poisonous!!!" Beef Noodles put on the virtual helmet again, and when he saw the time, he vomited blood.

"Hey, Purgatory, this kid, I guess he's going to die, 23 hours! Can he survive it? Tsk tsk tsk, this kid is so miserable!"

"No choice, let's go out and eat some hot pot, ah, I haven't eaten it for a long time!"

Beef noodles went out skillfully

At the same time...

In the ancient times, in Xuanwu Huahua...

"Master!!!"

Purgatory looked at that half of the body, which gradually turned into a black and purple figure, and silently shed tears again.

How long will such great pain last? How long will the master have to endure for himself?

The hateful thing is..

I can't do anything!

"No!"

"Master risked his life for me!"

"How can I just watch?"

"I want to be as powerful as Master! Just as earth-shaking!"

"Then... I have to let go of all my values ​​and ideas. As long as I can become stronger, I will use any means and methods! I want to break all the shackles of tradition and inherent concepts like my master!

Purgatory's thoughts flowed, and the more he looked at the miserable figure of his master, the stronger his belief became! So the next moment...

"Xuanwu Zhixiang! Give me... refine!!!" Purgatory roared, and madly operated his innate power!

At first, only a few Xuanwu Zhixiang slowly took off and slowly floated towards Purgatory!

But as time passed, more and more Xuanwu Zhixiang kept flying towards Purgatory!

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack! ”

The huge essence power remaining in Xuanwu Zhixiang was constantly crushed, compressed, condensed, and then sucked into Purgatory's body, turning into a part of Purgatory's power!

With every breath, Purgatory's strength is constantly improving!

"Master, I finally understand why you brought me here... I didn't expect that Master would go to such great lengths for me..." The stronger Purgatory is, the more he worships beef noodles!

Time is like water, passing quietly.

_ hours...

Two hours...

Three hours...

Ten hours!

When He Yiming opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but take a breath.

The scale of the flood in the prehistoric world has reached a level that defies the heavens!

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

And the number of water-shaped monsters has increased to the point where they are so dense that they are almost countless at a glance, and Still increasing!

At this time, all the players were fighting, but they were all exhausted and their breath was weak to the limit.

He Yiming looked over and saw that even Wang Lufei and others were breathing heavily and their faces were pale.

However, the flood of the great wilderness has been gathering strength, obviously waiting for an opportunity!

—An opportunity to defeat all the players in one fell swoop after the players are exhausted to the extreme!

Many players also saw it, but there was nothing they could do.

The scale of the flood of the great wilderness is really too huge!

It is enough to wash away the entire land of the ancient times for billions of miles. Even if less than one ten-thousandth of it is gathered here, no matter how the players fight, they can't reduce it by a bit!

Another full hour passed!

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

When the flood of the great wilderness was only one incense stick away from retreating...

The flood of the great wilderness finally moved!

"??? Boom!!! "The terrifying roar shook the entire earth, and the black and purple torrent rose from the ground, directly turning into a huge torrent of 100,000 meters!

And it broke out from all directions at the same time, turning into a tsunami that covered the sky and sun, rising into the air, carrying the momentum of crushing everything!

"Fuck!"

The players were exhausted at this time, and they thought they could breathe a sigh of relief after they found that the water-shaped monster suddenly stopped attacking. As a result, they found that this flood disaster actually launched the strongest attack in history in the last incense stick of time!

"Oh my God!"

"Such a big tsunami?"

"Damn, my physical strength is almost exhausted! ”

All the players raised their heads with great effort, feeling helpless.

This calamity of the great wilderness was so insidious that it had been sending endless water-shaped monsters to consume the players’ strength. When all the players were exhausted, it launched the terrifying power that shook the world and exterminated everything!

Once this wave of 100,000-meter waves fell, all the players would die!

—Once all the players died, the terrifying calamity of the great wilderness would instantly wipe out the entire city and the more than five million ancient names in it!

At this critical moment!

He Yiming slowly stood up.

“Dear disciples, you have done a great job!”

“Next, leave it to this sect master!!!”.

Chapter 641 I, He Yiming, want the human race to survive!

“Fuck, Brother Ming is finally going to take action!”

“Oh my god, how can Brother Ming resist such a huge tsunami? ”

“Hot pot, music, drink a sip of 1982 Bingling wine, and watch the best show of Brother Ming!”

Many players have indeed exhausted their strength. At this time, they all found a comfortable position to lie down and watch He Yiming's performance with peace of mind.

“Brother Ming, you are so strong!”

“Beat this idiot!”

“Brother Ming, what posture will you use to show off this time? My recording and screenshot functions are ready to 0K!”

All players are full of absolute confidence in He Yiming!

This scene surprised the ancient people.

In the previous battles, the fighting power of these disciples of He Yiming was so powerful that every ancient person was deeply shocked!

However, now, facing the most terrifying power of this great natural disaster, at this most desperate moment, all the disciples who had fought until now were completely confident in He Yiming!