My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　"The Five Disasters of Heaven, the flood of flood and famine is here! Everyone, start to act according to the plan!" Xingchen waved his hand, and all the players moved instantly.

　　"All the people of the ancient times, sit down immediately!!! There is a child around you, please hug him, there are countless wooden handles on the ground of the city, you must hold on tight!" A dozen players all launched Brother Polan's The power of rhythm and artistic conception expanded the sound thousands of times and spread throughout the city.

　　"My God!"

　　"Is that... a flood?"

　　"Quick, do as the benefactors say!"

　　……

　　At this time, the number of Primordial People in the city has exceeded [-] million. When they heard the notification sound from the players, they all acted quickly. They all found the strongest position around them and grabbed the wooden handle that grew out of the ground. , hold yourself firmly in place.

　　Next...

　　"Boom!" The whole city slowly moved, and with a click, it was lifted up by thousands of huge wooden dungeons and placed on the deep well support that had been built.

　　"Boom boom boom!" The next moment, the entire city began to descend rapidly, heading towards the depths of the deep well!

　　"Strength, speed up!" More than [-] demon players acted as a power source, supporting the huge city to slowly descend to the deepest part of the deep well.

　　In the first test, the second test, and the third test, more than [-] ethnic players rose up in unison, and each player suddenly raised a second-generation mood card with his right hand.

　　Just waiting for an order to make the first manhole cover to isolate the huge flood.

　　He Yiming has also vacated the sky, ready to enter the deep well for refuge at any time.

　　I have to say that since entering the era of artistic conception sharing, the players' collaboration ability and overall ability have simply improved to a level against the sky!

　　In the past, it was only the old Hashima from Senju and MC Shinhwa who joined forces to combine the artistic conception and create a huge wooden escape fortress.

　　however……

　　Today, all five thousand multi-ethnic players can do this independently!

　　And because the cultivation base is stronger, the power of fusion mood that every player bursts out now is stronger than the fusion mood power of Qianshou, the old Hasuma and the MC myth when the second test was against the Morisa Legion!

　　After all, the old Shima and MC Mythology of Qianshou were only in the early stage of the Sea Realm!

　　Now any human player is at the peak of the sea level per capita!In terms of depth and depth of cultivation, it is more than 30 times that of Senju, the old Hasuma and MC Myth combined!

　　Open the second gear again, and break the Tiandan in seconds!It is ten times more directly, and it has become a full 300 times!

　　It can be said.

　　The power of fusion of artistic conception exhibited by the old Shima of Qianshou and MC Shinhwa is truly amazing!

　　but……

　　Now even the most scumbag human player can easily exert several times or even ten times the power!

　　The sharing of artistic conception is so defiant!

　　"It's very smooth. Before the flood disaster comes, everyone can take refuge in the deep well, and then the triple wooden escape well is covered. It's absolutely perfect!" He Yiming thought to himself.

　　This plan is the result of several discussions between He Yiming and Xingchen and others, and continuous improvement.

　　As long as this flood of famine did not find himself and others, but flowed normally, then there would be no problem!

　　Just when everything was going well.

　　"!" When Wang Luffi was about to fall, he suddenly turned around.

　　"Someone is calling for help!" Wang Lufei's eyes suddenly looked into the distance.

　　"Brother Luffy, the city is almost here, let's go down! Let's go!" Xingchen turned his eyes and said to Wang Lufei.

　　"..." Wang Lufei hesitated.

　　How to do?

　　Is it going according to plan?But in that case, the owner of the cry for help that he heard will surely die!

　　But if you go to the rescue...

　　come in time?

　　I'm afraid not only will it be too late, maybe, it will drag everyone down!

　　But the next moment, Wang Lufei took a deep breath.

　　"Brother Xingchen, if I can't come back, don't wait for me!" Wang Lufei shouted, then turned around and rushed out.

　　"Brother Luffy?" Xingchen froze for a moment, then exclaimed directly.

　　"Hold the grass, why did Brother Luffy rush out?"

　　"If you rush out at this time, you will die!"

　　"Uh, why is Luffy rushing out?"

　　……

　　The more than [-] Terran players in the air were all dumbfounded.

　　"???" He Yiming also looked at it with a question mark on his face.

　　"Why did he go out..." Mu Xueying was also a little surprised.

　　Flood disaster is about to appear!

　　Going out now is a dead end!

　　The boy in the straw hat, why did he rush out?

　　"My eyes can see through everything in the world, but why can't I see through you, and any of your disciples..." Mu Xueying whispered softly.

　　at this time.

　　on a hillside.

　　A little boy with black hair and black pupils was walking forward step by step with an old man on his back.

　　"Grandson, leave me alone... Grandpa won't live long anyway..."

　　"No, no matter what, I will never leave you grandpa!"

　　……

　　The seven-year-old boy roared word by word, then carried the old man on his back and continued to move forward...  

　　Behind him, the [-]-meter black and purple torrent that covered the sky was getting closer and closer!Along the way, countless thousands of giant beasts, all kinds of creatures, and even giant birds flying and fleeing in the sky were all swallowed up, turned into decayed residues, and became part of the black and purple torrent.

　　"Hu... hu... hu..." The little boy is really too young, he has been running for several days with the old man on his back, and he has already reached the limit.

　　At this moment, the little boy turned around and looked at the huge black and purple torrent.

　　"why!!!"

　　"I just want to be with my grandpa, and I just want to live!"

　　"why!!!"

　　……

　　The little boy cried, watching the torrent that was coming, and gave up the struggle.

　　too tired!

　　I am so tired!

　　"Grandson...you are a good boy...you have done your best!" the old man said softly, looking at the huge black and purple torrent.

　　"This is destiny! This is God, it wants us to die..." The old man looked at his eyes, full of vicissitudes and guilt.

　　This ancient times is too cruel!

　　The human race has struggled and has lived to this day, carrying the pain and blood and tears of many ancestors.

　　But even so!

　　This heaven is still so cruel, still unwilling to let it go!

　　Looking at the coming torrent, the old man hugged the little boy silently.

　　"Don't be afraid, grandpa will always be by your side..." the old man said slowly.

　　"anyone there?"

　　"Anyone willing to save Grandpa and me?"

　　"I...I want grandpa to live!!!"

　　……

　　The little boy raised his head, looked at the dark sky, and cried loudly.

　　That body of cries circulated in this vast land, but it was so powerless and empty.

　　no respond!

　　Only the tyrannical flood that devoured everything, and the roar of the dark sky.

　　"Boom boom boom!" The next moment, a 3.6-kilometer-tall torrent hit the first, and savagely and brutally rushed towards the little boy and the old man.

　　"Don't be afraid, Grandpa is by your side!" The old man hugged the little boy tightly, shaking his body and shouting loudly.

　　The little boy opened his eyes wide, at this moment...

　　How the little boy hopes that a great hero will appear!

　　An unparalleled hero who can break the fate!

　　pity……

　　That kilometer torrent.Crash down!

　　Just this moment!

　　"I heard your voice!"

　　"So, here I am!"

　　"Give it to me, burst!!!"

　　……

　　With a crisp sound, a fist slammed down, punching the kilometer-long torrent!