Chapter 725

Chapter 725

Chapter 725 : I, He Yiming, favor the human race to live!

“Hold the grass, Brother Ming is finally going to make a move!”

“Damn, such a big tsunami, how is Brother Ming going to withstand it?”

“Hot pot, music, a sip of 82 year old Ice Spirit Wine, and watch one of Brother Ming's strongest show performances!”

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Many players had indeed exhausted their strength, and at this moment, they all skillfully found a comfortable position to lie down, and they were at ease watching He Yiming perform.

“Brother Ming, go for it!”

“Beat this stupid Plague of Floods to death!”

“What form is Brother Ming going to use to pretend to be boss this time? My recording and screenshot functions are ready to be OK!”

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All the players had absolute confidence in He Yiming!

This scene caused the Ancient Folk to be a bit surprised.

In the previous battle, the unbelievable battle power of He Yiming's disciples had already left every single one of the Ancient Folk deeply shocked!

However, now, in the face of the most terrifying might of this Plague of Flood, in this most desperate moment, all the disciples who had fought before up until now were surprisingly all filled with absolute confidence in He Yiming!

“Lord He Yiming...” Qing, as well as Wing raised their heads in unison, looking at He Yiming's figure.

Boom boom boom!

The 100,000 meter huge Plague of Flood transformed into a majestic and incomparable terrifying tsunami that covered the sky and fell down!

If this struck the earth, it was enough to flatten the entire earth to a depth of a thousand meters, leveling a hundred miles in a radius!

This strike was also the strongest strike that the Plague of Flood had condensed up to now!

Everyone's gazes all looked towards He Yiming, wanting to know... what he would use to resist it.

“......” He Yiming didn’t say a word, his gaze turning.

More than ten thousand players looked at him in unison, full of absolute trust in him.

He Yiming looked again.

More than five million Ancient Folk looked at him in unison, countless figures were praying for him with folded hands, pairs of expectant gazes all falling on his body.

Because he himself was all of their hopes, all of their future!

“Perhaps there's a reason why the system's reward is the Azure Emperor Immortal Body, and why it's the Lord of Fate, Master of Luck!”

He Yiming's mind moved at this moment.

The five plagues of the Heavenly Dao were meant to slaughter the human race!

The Human Race had survived humbly and with great difficulty and pain until now, only to be completely slaughtered by the Five Plagues of the Heavenly Dao!

However...

The Bridge to the Other Side, however, sent him and the players to this Ancient Era!

In this Ancient era, he probably was the only one that controlled the Azure Emperor Immortal Body and the Lord of Fate, Master of Luck!

After all, every player's Azure Emperor Immortal Body was passed down by himself through the Master of Fate!

Boom boom boom!!!

Between breaths, He Yiming's body abruptly erupted with a majestic and incomparable aura!

First, a huge, ten-thousand-meter ancient tree in the sky emerged with a roar!

In the next moment, a majestic and incomparable burst of vitality and the will to live forever abruptly erupted from He Yiming's body!

With a crunching sound, the 100,000-meter huge heavenly ancient tree behind He Yiming finally couldn’t support itself and shattered!

In the next moment, the majestic and boundless black-purple torrent, transformed into a terrifying tsunami that was enough to swallow the sky and change the sun, descended from the sky and crushed down!

“It’s over!” The Ancient Folk knelt on the ground in unison, closing their eyes in despair.

There were only two skinny figures that looked up at the sky.

Broken-horned teenager Qing!

The little boy Wing!

The gazes of both of them were fixed on He Yiming the entire time.

“Three breaths left!” He Yiming whispered softly.

And so at this moment, He Yiming finally moved!

“Sword intent, Hengtian!

“Sword Intent, Windchaser!

“Sword Intent, Fusion!

“Sword Intent, Breakthought!

“Intent, Gravity!

“Intent, Formation Intent!

“Fusion!

“Sword of the Six Paths!!!”

He Yiming flipped his palm, and the Sword of Six Paths steeply surfaced in his hand!

“Reverse, Falling Star Galaxy!!!” With He Yiming’s low roar, a full ten thousand star greatswords emerged with a roar, the sword winds reversing towards the sky!

“Kill!!!” In the next moment, with He Yiming’s whisper, tens of thousands of Star Greatswords took to the air in unison, directly blasting towards that boundless tsunami!

Clatter!

This boundless black-purple torrent steeply made a pirouette, unexpectedly transforming into an ever-rotating drill that came crashing down!

Bang Bang Bang!

With a single strike, the Plague of Flood that transformed into a drill head shattered all of He Yiming’s tens of thousands of Great Swords!

This full strength shot of the Sword of the Six Paths’ Reverse Falling Star Galaxy only blocked the Plague of Flood for one breath!

“Susanoo!!!” He Yiming’s mind moved, and the immense and incomparable Susanoo reappeared, and above his body, 888 forces of intent roared and flowed, and he was even holding a sword of heavenly fire!

Boom!!!

Susanoo held the Sword of Heavenly Flame in one strike, and it blasted head-on onto the drill head that was transformed by the Plague of Flood’s Water Drill!

Bang!

In the next moment, Susanoo was shattered along with the Sword of Heavenly Fire!

But, once again, it blocked the Plague of Flood for one breath!

Although there was only one last breath of time left!

But if they couldn’t block this one breath!

Everyone, still all had to die!

“Brother Ming!!!” All the players raised their heads in unison, looking at the terrifying boundless black-purple torrent that was about to crush into their faces, and all of them cried out in unison in shock!

But at this very last moment, He Yiming came over and struck again! Without saying a word, he executed the final strike!