My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

　　"This, is it okay to ride a horse?"

　　……

　　All players are stupid.

　　Is this Susanoh?

　　Susanoh on a mount?

　　"Boom boom boom!" Guan Sandao hid in the body of Guan Yu, the sixth martial sage, who was riding a red rabbit on a war horse, and his mind moved!

　　"Qinglong Yanyue Slash!!!" At the next moment, Wu Sheng, Liudao Guan Yu wielded the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in the void, and made such a random slash!

　　"Boom boom boom!!!" Under this blow, a thousand-meter phantom traversing the sky flashed by!Immediately, a majestic blow swept past, directly obliterating millions of water-shaped monsters!

　　"I'm here, Guan Sandao! Who dares to come up and die?" Guan Sandao said domineeringly, Wu Sheng Liudao Guan Yu swung the two-kilometer-long Qinglong Yanyue Saber in the air, and the huge pressure erupted, turning into a burst of earth-shattering shocks. Powerful crushing power!

　　One must be closed, and all waters must not be opened!

　　"Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssings to them!!!" Countless water-shaped monsters quickly began to change, preparing to adapt to the attacking power of Guan Sandao's Wu Zuo Nenghu and Liu Dao Guan Yu.

　　however……

　　"Crash!" The Qinglong Yanyue Saber in the hands of Guan Yu, the Sixth Dao of Wu Sheng, turned slowly, sometimes as light as a feather, sometimes as heavy as a prison, sometimes as swift as the wind, and sometimes astonishingly deadly!

　　"Want to get used to my slashing? There are [-] ​​variations of my Qinglong Yanyue Art! You can adapt to one and show me!" Guan Sandao's mouth curled up and he waved his hand!

　　"Boom boom boom!"

　　In the void, four mood cards of different colors, plus a Lei Dan and a cluster of skyfire stood in the sky!

　　Extreme cold, five fireballs, Shenmu, death!

　　Plus the power of Tianlei and Tianhuo!

　　"With these six additional powers, my attack will change! Come on, let me adapt to it!" Guan Sandao said abruptly.

　　almost simultaneously.

　　"Jian Zuo Nenghu, six double swords!" Pineapple Chuixue stood in the sky, a [-]-meter giant, with the breath of an overlord flashing all over his body, behind a pair of stars and wings, on top of the double swords, the left hand chased the wind, the right hand broke the army, still wrapped around Heaven fire!

　　"Po Zuonenghu, six swords of breaking the sky! 980!!" Eat my last sword and stand directly on a kilometer-sized hiltless rapier, with six-color dao patterns entangled on the rapier!

　　Brother Si Dao Ming's great sword intent, combined with the aura of an overlord, is full of earth-shattering power!

　　"Flood of the Great Desolation?"

　　"Much simpler than Morisa!"

　　"Yeah, especially in the last stage, Morisa in the double fourth form, fought for three days and three nights before finally getting rid of it! In comparison, this flood disaster is a younger brother, not as strong as Brother Tuo!"

　　……

　　Guan Sandao and the three of them chatted calmly.

　　And thousands of water-shaped monsters came to kill like a tide, and they died on the spot like a tide!

　　It doesn't even need the God King Anilu to make a move.

　　"Daddy Niu B!"

　　"As expected of my three-knife father!"

　　"Papa Fubuki is too strong!"

　　"Fart, the last sword daddy is the best!"

　　"Stop arguing, after all, the three are my fathers!"

　　"Made, do you want a face? Obviously I'm the eldest son!"

　　……

　　More than [-] three-test human players squatted behind the three Guan Sandao, each of them was a proud one, and they also madly shouted, come on, call for the three fathers!

　　"???" Everyone who watched this scene was speechless.

　　It's the familiar three people fighting again, watching the play behind the [-] men?

　　As expected of you, you are too stubborn!

　　"!" But soon, He Yiming frowned.

　　Because at this time, the flood of the Great Desolation has once again undergone amazing changes!

　　In the huge black and purple torrent, a road was slowly separated!

　　A passage that exudes enormous coercive power!

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

　　The weak and ancient people can't bear it, and they can't pass!

　　The intention of the flood disaster is obvious! .

Chapter 31

　　"Buzzing..." A burst of sound of burning on the avenue suddenly sounded, instantly forming 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..."

　　"Suppression without mercy!"

　　……

　　In the depths of the flood disaster, a voice turned into a voice that resounded in the minds of everyone present.

　　The meaning of this sentence is very simple.

　　That is the natural disaster of the Great Desolation, 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 to the people of the ancient times with his big hand.

　　"The stream of ants, the weak insects, must be eliminated!" The will slowly came out in words that He Yiming and the players could understand.

　　"Haha!" He Yiming suddenly laughed.

　　This flood disaster is obviously bullying the soft and afraid of the hard. Seeing that it is difficult for me and the players to deal with it, I let them live!

　　As for the immemorial people who have no ability to resist, they will naturally be completely slaughtered.

　　For heaven's sake!

　　"Master He Yiming..." The young man with the broken horn raised his head, and like all the other immemorial people, they all looked at He Yiming and the more than [-] disciples of the Yanhuang Sect.

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

　　To be able to fight to this point, all the people of the ancient times have been grateful.

　　"Disciples, the natural disaster of the Great Famine wants us to give up these five million lives!"

　　"Disciples, tell me loudly, what is your answer?"

　　……

　　He Yiming spoke lightly.

　　Mu Xueying also looked at the players at this time.

　　Mu Xueying was absolutely convinced that if the one standing here was a genius from the upper realm, or any normal cultivator!

　　They will choose to abandon the ancient people without hesitation and escape safely.

　　This is the right choice.

　　however……

　　"The natural disaster of the Great Desolation! I bought you a watch last year!!!" All the players shouted in unison, and made international gestures in unison!

　　The left arm is horizontal, the right arm is vertical, and more than [-] middle fingers light up!

　　"Wait...you will find your own way!"

　　Although the natural disaster of the Great Desolation did not know the meaning of the middle finger, nor did he understand the meaning of buying a watch, he instantly understood the majestic fighting spirit of the players!

　　So the natural disaster of the flood and famine directly closed that passage.

　　The floods of the Great Desolation have not changed, but unknowingly...

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

　　Obviously, the floods of the Great Desolation may have given up the constant change and made up their minds to fight the war of attrition!

　　Then see who can last longer!

　　"...々ˇ..." Mu Xueying was unable to speak for a long time.

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

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

　　However, no one blamed Wang Luffy!

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

　　Every disciple of He Yiming made the exact same choice!

　　Fight to the end!

　　Not for any benefit, not for any chance, some, just a kind of simplicity, some, just a quality that Mu Xueying can't see in any normal cultivator!

　　"As expected of your disciples... They really look a lot 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……

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

　　"Hey, this kid in Purgatory, it is estimated that it will take 23 hours! Can he resist the past? Tsk tsk tsk, 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!"

　　……

　　The beef noodle went out skillfully...