Tales of Herding Gods - 1605. Chapter 1545
Xian Ling Luo Xiao, who didn’t know when he woke up, also noticed the changes in the situation in the world from God King Lang Huan’s consciousness, so he spoke his own thoughts.
“Xianling Luo Xiao has been crazy, lacking the main spiritual knowledge.”
An ancient spirit’s obscure divine consciousness surged and said: “He has unclear thinking and unclear consciousness, and the god king cannot listen to him.”
Many ancient spirits said one after another: “Don’t listen to him.”
Luo Xiao’s voice was stern and angry: “In the land of bullets, don’t think about making progress, keep the status quo, and perish soon! If you want to leave, you must leave!”
“Xianling Luo Xiao is worthy of respect, but his thinking is chaotic and he should not be listened to.”
Many ancient spirits said one after another: “God King, you have to know, how many people will die if you lead your tribe to leave here and join the world to fight? My creator clan has declined and can’t stand the toss.”
The God King Lang Huan was graceful, standing in the void with fluttering clothes, looking very peaceful.
After a while, her spiritual consciousness reverberated in the ancestral spirit world: “I am determined to lead the Creator’s clan out of the void and enter the world to fight for the Creator. Please forgive me, the ancestors!”
Her divine consciousness angered many ancient ancestors, and countless ancestors yelled: “Lang Huan, we have given you the name of the god king, because you are not disturbed by emotions, you can calmly judge, and you are committed to it. For the sake of the people of the tribe, you will not be emotional. Now that you have a gambling heart, you will only bring our tribe to destruction!”
“Emotional things will only become Taidi, Boyang, and Shujun!”
“We give you the name of God King, and we can also take back the name of God King!”
“If you go your own way, then you will no longer be the king of my creator clan!”
The God King Lang Huan’s face remained as calm as before, and he said indifferently: “You gave the name of the God King, and you have the power to take it back, but you cannot control the power of choice of my people. The void creator on the other side is only with Wuyou Township. Only by relying on each other can we survive. Now that the worry-free village moves away, my creator must also move away.”
“Then deprive you of the name of God King!” The ancestors of the ancestor spirit world said in unison.
God King Lang Huan withdrew his spiritual consciousness. At this time, the entire ancestor spirit world appeared above the void of the other bank, covering the large and small worlds of the sky on the other bank. The creators in these worlds raised their heads and looked at the ancestors. boundary.
I saw the ancestors of all races in the ancestral world emerged one by one, majestic and majestic. Their spiritual consciousness surged and conveyed to the minds of every creator, declaring the deprivation of the name of the king of Langhuan, and the creator was explicitly forbidden to listen. Lang Huan’s dispatch.
There was an uproar from all tribes of the Creator. Everyone whispered and discussed, and it was difficult to accept this decision for a while.
Lang Huan had always been calm, allowing the ancestors to deprive her of everything, until the ancestors deprived her of everything, then the divine consciousness exploded and swept all the heavens and worlds.
“Is there a creator who is willing to go with me, leave the void on the other side, go to the outside world to fight, retake our ancestral land, and seize the power of survival?”
Her voice sounded in the mind of every creator: “Here, there is no future, only the world created by the illusory consciousness. Although the void on the other side is good, if the enemy comes, it will block us here and let us not. No chance of escape!”
“Follow me!”
“The outside world is broader!”
The ancestor spirit world was furious, and the divine consciousness that formed the ancestral spirit world suppressed downwards, suppressing the divine consciousness of Lang Huan, so that she could not continue to persuade the creator.
Lang Huan still instigated his consciousness, telling everyone his thoughts: “There may be fierce competition, and there may be death, but we will learn, we will progress, and we will keep up with the times!”
“Let me go, for the future of my clan, for the descendants of my clan! Follow me!”
The ancestor spirit world suddenly turned into a huge eye, which is the foundation of the creation of the ancestral spirit world, a rough stone of the primordial beginning!
The spiritual consciousness of many ancestors was suppressed by the rough stone, and the spiritual consciousness was no less than ten times stronger. Lang Huan’s spiritual consciousness was immediately suppressed by them and could no longer communicate with the creators.
Lang Huan still looked calm, standing quietly in the void, looking at the clansmen in the various heavens.
Whether it is the Zili tribe, the Cannv tribe, or the Zhuqiu, Dongming, Yanlong, Xiatai and other tribes, no creator has stepped forward, and no one has spoken to follow her.
The corners of Lang Huan’s mouth moved, instead of using divine consciousness, he spoke, and whispered almost imploringly: “Follow me, don’t stay here anymore.”
She suddenly lost control of her emotions and couldn’t help crying, and said loudly: “Follow me! Stay here, the Creator will be annihilated! Let me go–”
Still no one responded to her.
Lang Huan looked at them almost desperately, and everyone was avoiding her gaze.
They are too dependent on the sacred spirits. It was the sacred spirits who sacrificed themselves to create this void on the other side. It was also the sacred spirits who built the ancestral world and sheltered them for millions of years.
When they fought Wuyou Township, Xianling also helped Lang Huan to resist Kaihuang.
Lang Huan, the god king, was also granted by the ancestors. The ancestors can make her the god king, or make other people the god king. On the surface, it is Lang Huan who holds the most power, but in fact, the ancestors in the ancestral world are the ancestors who hold the power of the void from beginning to end.
The ancestors can be named kings of gods or saint infants.
Lang Huan stumblingly walked among the heavens, looking expectantly at the people of the tribe, but still no one responded to her, no one stood up and said I will go with you.
Even the people who respect her most on weekdays do not dare to look at her at this moment.
For the sake of the creator family, Lang Huan abandoned all his emotions, but at this moment, the emotions in her heart suddenly burst out, causing her to lose control, making her feel that everything she did was futile.
She almost lost all motivation in her heart, her cultivation method, her Taoism, almost collapsed and collapsed!
“I’ll go with you.” Suddenly a voice broke the silence.
Lang Huan was overjoyed. He followed the sound, and Xiu Zhong stood up and said in a deep voice: “I will go with you. Lang Huan, although you are younger than me, your wisdom over the years has convinced me, I Trust your judgment.”
He turned around and said loudly: “My people, who wants to go with me?”
He didn’t use his divine consciousness, but his voice was loud and powerful, spreading across the sky, and one after another creators of the same tribe stood up and silently came to him.
Lang Huan had the courage again, the Dao Xin that collapsed and collapsed immediately calmed down, and Dao Xing no longer declined.
“No matter what, Lang Huan is the god king in my heart.”
Cannv stood up and smiled: “She has never been selfish, so I listen to her. My tribe, does anyone believe me?”
Some creators stepped forward and walked to her silently.
The Xiatai tribe, the Yanlong tribe, the Dongming tribe, Zhuqiu and other tribes also had sporadic creators who stood up and came to Lang Huan silently.
Lang Huan calmed down and waited quietly. Slowly, the number of people gradually increased, but he did not reach 10,000 even after he was fully paid.
Lang Huan looked at the tribes, but no one responded to her.
“As long as you walk out of the void on the other side, you will never come back!” The spirit of the ancestors roared.
Lang Huan raised his head to look at Xianling Realm: “Xianling Luo Xiao, will you go with me?”
“I’m not going.”
The face of Xianling Luo Xiao appeared, no longer as crazy as before, and he calmly said: “They established the Xianling World and the Void of the Other Side according to my prophecy. I can’t abandon them.”
Lang Huan nodded silently, and led the team of creators with less than 10,000 people to walk towards the bridge of the void.
When they looked back, the ancestors of the ancestor spirit world had begun to select new patriarchs, appoint new elders, and finally elected a new king of gods under the joint recommendation of the elders and patriarchs.
Lang Huan turned his head and led the people who followed him through the three rooms to the Xukong Bridge.
Outside the Xukong Bridge, the battle between Wuyou Township and Heavenly Court is still going on. Kaihuang left early, and Yue Tianzun also left Wuyou Township, giving the Heavenly Court’s army a reassurance. The Four Heavenly Masters, Heavenly Kings, and the Sifang Four Emperors mobilized their advantages. Forces, first stand firm, and then encircle and suppress them layer by layer.
However, Wuyou Township, because the number of gods and demons is far less than that of Heavenly Court, fell into a passive state and was trapped by the army of Heavenly Court Gods and Demons.
The celestial masters and kings of Wuyou Township are all out, fighting against the heavenly celestial masters and kings, killing extremely tragically.
The Qin clan, led by the huge baby Qin Fengqing, fought against the four emperors such as the Yin Tianzi, but also killed the world. Although Qin Fengqing is extremely powerful, he is called the little earth-bo, although the Qin clan is brave and fierce and fearless. Dead, but also unable to break through the encirclement of the heavenly gods and demons.
When Lang Huan led the crowd to kill, Wuyou Township was in jeopardy. The heavenly army had already reached the 33rd heaven, and the heavens were broken, exposing the huge steel keel buried under these heavens.
The entire 33rd Heaven in Wuyou Township is 33 huge war machines. It is the highest masterpiece cast by the heavenly craftsmanship of the Kaihuang era. The war machine may also be broken at any time.
Lang Huan led the crowd to rush towards him, many creators and her supernatural powers exploded, sweeping the army in front of the heaven, and suddenly blazing a trail.
Nearly ten thousand creators have a vast body, open and close, and move between the stars and the battle.
In the battlefield, the eruption of great supernatural powers is difficult to deploy, and it is easy to threaten one’s own lives, but melee combat has incredible power. And the Creator not only possesses powerful divine consciousness, but also the flesh is comparable to the ancient gods. Under the close combat, they far surpass the demigod race!
Coupled with the existence of the Tianzun-level Lang Huan, this shock immediately opened a channel for the 33rd Heaven of Wuyou Township.
The Thirty-Three Heavens roared and rushed, and a deity creator rose into the sky and landed on the heavens, helping the Kaihuang army there to clear the heavenly army that killed Wuyou Township.
Lang Huan was also intercepted by the heavenly army. The four heavenly kings controlled the ancient gods and the four emperor’s artifacts to fight around her. They urged the power of the artifact to the extreme, turning it into a blue dragon, a white tiger, a vermilion bird, and a basalt.
Lang Huan fought and retreated, dragging the four heavenly kings, and when the four heavenly masters rectified their formations, she retreated.
The Heavenly Court chased and killed him, chasing Wuyou Township all the way to Yuanjie.
But at this moment, in the void of the other bank, the remaining creator had just selected the next god king, and suddenly a figure crossed the bridge of the void and came to the void of the other bank.
Xiao Tianzun appeared next to Shuiyue, the newly-selected king of God, and looked up at the ancestor spirit world that had not disappeared. He couldn’t help but smile.
“The third son, Luo Xiao, the second brother came to see you.” His voice spread throughout the spirit world.
The face of Xianling Luo Xiao emerged from the Xianling world, and he sternly said: “Beware–”
The ancestor spirit world turned into a huge eye, and all the spiritual consciousness of the ancestors burst out through the original stone of the beginning!
Xiao Tianzun laughed loudly, letting the spirits of the ancestors rush into his mind, but there was no power to burst out, and he was directly refined!
“Your divine consciousness originally stole me!”
Xiao Tianzun raised his hand and grabbed the original stone of the Primordial Beginning of the Ancestor Spirit World: “Now it’s just the return of things to the original owner! I have been waiting for this day for a long time!”
boom!
The attacks of the Creator’s ancestors were even more intense, but any attack on the gods was of no use to the current Xiao Tianzun.
The god King Shuiyue also violently violently killed Xiao Tianzun, but her attack was not painful to Xiao Tianzun.
Thousands of creators brazenly killed, mad Xiao Tianzun killed him, and Xiao Tianzun’s palm also grasped the original stone of the primordial beginning of the ancestor spirit world at this moment.
He grabbed it hard, and the ancestor spirit world collapsed. Unknown number of ancestors in it were annihilated, and the divine consciousness was also swallowed by Xiaotianzun and disappeared.
“Fortunately, Lang Huan is gone…”
Xianling Luo Xiao showed a relieved smile: “The Creator is not an exterminator.”
His spirit and consciousness shattered, and his consciousness plunged into absolute darkness.
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