Tales of Herding Gods - 1755. Chapter 1689 I Have A Dream, Meng Yun's Return (Part 2)

The order of the Wing Luo Heavenly King just came out, Meng Yun did not retreat but instead advanced, leading the remaining dozens of Feathering Battalion soldiers rushed upstairs!

Heavenly King Wing Luo looked weird, at this moment Meng Yungui dared to rush here!

If you rush out, you still have a chance to escape from the snare. If you rush to the boat, you will throw yourself into the snare!

In order to rescue these slaves on the ship, he did not hesitate to take his own life, which was another stupid act in his opinion.

“A generation of celestial masters, stunning talents, famous all over the world, but repeatedly fainted, under the reputation is actually difficult! Meng Yungui, you can die!”

Heavenly King Wing Luo allowed Meng Yun to return to the killing boat. Without him, the two-winged gods and demons army had already blocked Meng Yungui and the dozens of feathered battalions.

Shenwuwei killed from the rear, this battle has become a game of catching turtles in the urn.

Heavenly King Wing Luo looked at him coldly, and saw that Meng Yungui and others were trapped in a heavy siege, still fighting constantly, trying to rush to his side.

Meng Yungui’s only remaining dozens of eclosion battalion soldiers are getting fewer and fewer, one after another, they died, but they still stayed at the side of their generals and blocked the heavenly army’s magic weapons and magical powers.

If you can’t stop it, then use your flesh to stop it, and your life to stop it!

“It’s so brave and admirable.”

Heavenly King Wing Luo praised again and again, and stroked his palm: “Meng Yungui, you have such a heroic warrior to follow, so you can be regarded as a hero. Poor, but you are going to die here with these heroes today.”

He still didn’t make a move, still watching with cold eyes as the soldiers around Meng Yungui fell down, watching Meng Yungui’s body get more and more injuries, watching his blood flow more and more, and his spirits became lower and lower. .

Heavenly King Wing Luo began to move. While moving, he grabbed a young man and said with a smile: “Are you trying to protect this kind of human race?”

The boy trembled all over and dared not move.

“You punch me and I will let you go.” Heavenly King Wing Luo said to the boy.

The boy opened his mouth, and after a while, he trembled: “Master…”

King Wing Luo opened his mouth and sent the young man into the entrance. He laughed and said, “This is the clan you want to protect? They are not your clan, but a group of animals! No, even if they are animals, they have to resist before being killed. For a moment, they are not as good as livestock!”

He grabbed another old man and continued to attack Meng Yungui’s belief: “The human races in the southern sky are maggots. They have no thoughts, no wisdom, but just a pile of walking meat. But here you are going to die for these walking meats! Meng! Yungui, do you think it is worth it?”

Meng Yungui killed himself on the boat, his body dripping with blood, and there were only a dozen soldiers beside him.

Heavenly King Wing Luo swallowed the old man in one bite, and suddenly spread his wings, causing the army of Shenwuwei to retreat, and the army on the left and right sides also retreated.

Meng Yungui was gasping for breath, he was exhausted and his lamp was dry, and he didn’t have much strength, but he raised his head and stared at King Wing Luo fiercely.

Heavenly King Wing Luo with his hands on his back, said lightly: “Tianshi Meng, if you can defeat me, I will let go of the human race of this ship. Come on, let’s do it.”

Meng Yungui was excited, but looked at the soldiers around him who were exhausted.

He hesitated a little, the soldiers who accompanied him no longer had the ability to continue fighting.

Suddenly, there was a thud next to him, and an veteran knelt on the ground, his head drooping, and his breath disappeared.

Meng Yun stayed for a while, and saw that this old subordinate who had been following him was all wounded. He had already suffered fatal injuries. The gods of the heavenly palace had been broken, and the soul was beaten to pieces, and now he finally insisted not. Live, soul flies away.

Next to the veteran, a young human god shook his body, forcibly held the sword in his hand, couldn’t hold on anymore, grinned and said: “Heavenly Master, I can’t continue to follow you…”

He widened his eyes, suddenly drew a sword on his neck and cut off his head.

The young deity held his head, and said with a smile: “Final, swear not to drag the celestial master to the death!”

“Heavenly Master.”

Another soldier of the Feathering Battalion inserted the broken spear in his hand on the deck, with the tip of the spear against his chest: “It is the blessing of my life to be able to follow the celestial master! The celestial master, see you again in the next life!”

He slammed forward, the tip of the gun pierced into his heart, and his body stood firm.

“We don’t have the power to fight anymore. We stay with the heavenly master. In order to take care of us, it is difficult for the heavenly master to fight with all the strength of Yi Luo!”

The remaining soldiers of the Feathering Battalion urged their own soldiers, bowed their heads, and beheaded their souls.

The blood and tears in Meng Yungui’s eyes blurred his vision, and the eleven standing figures and the breathless old man on his knees made him feel sad, but surprisingly calm.

He blinked his eyes vigorously and squeezed the blood and tears out of his eyes. At this time, the tears and blood would only interfere with his vision.

He is not much better than these old men. His gods and celestial palaces are also full of cracks, and his soul is also on the verge of fragmentation.

He is not far from death.

“You lords wait a moment, wait for me for a moment.”

He swayed and walked towards the King Wing Luo. At this moment, his breath was strong, his breath mixed with blood and blood, dyeing the ship scarlet!

At this moment, Heavenly King Wing Luo was a little moved, and Meng Yungui was at the end of the battle.

In this state, Meng Yungui couldn’t even display 10% of his usual strength!

“The one who counts, the technique is also. The law is based on yin and yang, and the technique is based on the number.”

Meng Yungui went forward, muttering in his mouth: “Yin and yang, zero and one, two advances. Three talents, heaven, earth and people, three advances. Four phases, four emperors, four advances. Five elements , Wu Yao Ye, Wu Jin Zhi…”

Heavenly King Wing Luo frowned, and what Meng Yungui recited was the most basic mantra of Shushu. He had heard and studied these basic mantras.

It’s just that the way of numeracy is really cumbersome. As a demigod, he didn’t immerse himself in the way of numeracy.

Meng Yungui seemed to unconsciously chant these most basic mantras, while mobilizing his remaining vitality cultivation base. Around him, those vitality gradually turned into runes, and the runes were in various systems. The evolution of the law of numbers.

Heavenly King Wing Luo’s complexion became serious. Although he didn’t know the use of Meng Yungui’s reciting these basic mantras, he saw that Meng Yungui’s runes were transforming into Dao lines!

The Dao patterns surrounding Meng Yungui are rapidly combined and turned into Dao Chains, and Dao Chains are in the field of transformation!

Meng Yun returned to the surrounding area to deepen his skills!

With Meng Yun returning to his current state, he does not have so much vitality to use such a tyrannical domain, but this person is constantly squeezing his soul and energy from his body, forcing his domain to become stronger and stronger!

More importantly, Heavenly King Wing Luo saw that this large area of Meng Yungui’s art was based on his magical powers, and every Dao pattern and every Dao chain were aimed at his culprit!

With this blow, he might die!

The corner of Wing Luo Heavenly King’s eyes throbbed, and he quickly concluded that the greatest possibility was that he and Meng Yun would die together!

Finally, Meng Yungui took the last step, and his large area of numeracy was completed. This final blow was like the vast ocean of numeracy, full of mystery of numeracy!

At this moment, King Wing Luo took a step back, opened his wings, wrapped up the countless human races in the southern sky on the ship, gathered in his own wings to welcome Meng Yun back!

The number field suddenly stopped, stopping in front of the nose of the first Nantian human race.

Meng Yungui stood there, his strength was suddenly exhausted, and he knelt down with a puff.

Heavenly King Wing Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and the human races surrounded by his wings fell one by one, with cold sweat on his forehead, he laughed, but his laughter was trembling.

“Master Meng Tian, it turns out that you are still a woman’s benevolence, and you still can’t deal with these animals.”

His body was trembling, and he smiled: “If you don’t care about these animals, you will kill me. Hey, it’s a pity that you care too much about the lives of your people. That’s why your humans will never be able to get things done!”

His body no longer trembles, and stepped forward.

Meng Yungui knelt on the ground and lowered his head.

Heavenly King Wing Luo drew a feather, turned it into a golden sword, and approached him.

Heavenly King Wing Luo raised his sword. At this moment, an old man on the ground knelt on the ground, tremblingly climbed to his feet, stood in front of Meng Yungui, and said, “Master, don’t kill him…”

Heavenly King Wing Luo frowned, looking at this old farmer who was obviously facing the loess and back to the sky.

“You say it again?” Wing Luo Tianwang said indifferently.

The old farm road: “Master, don’t kill…”

laugh.

The Wing Luo Heavenly King cut down with a sword, the old farmer’s head rolled aside, and the Wing Luo Heavenly King kicked his corpse into the air, and continued to raise the sword in his hand.

At this moment, a young man stood up and opened his arms to block Meng Yungui’s body: “Master, don’t kill him!”

Heavenly King Wing Luo looked at the young man in surprise, and smiled: “Do you dare to stand and talk to me?”

“master……”

The young man had just said this, the sword light fell, and he became a headless corpse.

Heavenly King Wing Luo looked around for a week and said with a smile, “Who else is blocking me from killing him?”

Among the crowd of the Nantian human race, one by one stood silently and stood in front of Meng Yungui. There were old people, women and children, and young men. They were silent, and no one was kneeling on the ground.

There were more and more people standing in front of Meng Yungui, so many that it made King Wing Luo frown, and the anger in his heart grew higher and higher.

“You maggots! Dare to offend God!”

King Wing Luo was furious, and laughed loudly: “There are so many heavens in the southern sky, even if it kills you all, there are still more slaves!”

His aura exploded, and all the Nantian human races that stood in the way were shot flying. Suddenly, these human races that were beaten by his aura were held in the air by a gentle force.

Heavenly King Wing Luo gave a cold snort, suddenly raised his head to look at Bai Yuqiong who was coming, and said lightly: “Master Tian, you have to be like Meng Yungui, do you want to make chaos for these maggots to rebel?”

Behind him, the ancestral South Tianmen gate was full of flames, filled with endless power!

Without squinting, Bai Yuqiong looked straight into the eyes of King Yiluo, and whispered: “The heavenly king has supernatural powers, surrendering the traitor Meng Yungui, killing Meng Yungui only dirty the hands of the heavenly king, let me come. Meng thief is proficient in art. Counting, it’s hard to guarantee that you didn’t hide one hand.”

Heavenly King Wing Luo raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, “Teacher in the day is going to execute the Meng thief himself? I heard that you are going out together, so you can be regarded as senior brothers and sisters. Can you succeed?”

Bai Yuqiong stepped forward, came to Meng Yungui, and drew a divine sword against Meng Yungui’s heart.

Seeing her with his back to him, Heavenly King Yiluo was vigilant, and then backed quietly, lest she suddenly returned a sword.

He is cautious by nature and is not at ease with Bai Yuqiong.

Bai Yuqiong’s gaze fell on Meng Yungui’s face. At this time, Meng Yungui was actually smiling, smiling and looking up at her.

“Brother, why are you betraying the heaven at this time?”

Bai Yuqiong’s right knuckle holding the sword turned white because of too much force. He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth: “This is not you! You can’t save Nantian!”

“Saved, they stood up.”

Meng Yungui coughed up blood again and again, stretched out his hand to grab her sword, pierced it into his own heart little by little, and said out of breath: “They still have hope, Junior Sister, kill me, you can get Yiluo’s Trust, you can protect these awakened people, you have a chance to kill Yi Luo…”

“No!”

Bai Yuqiong lowered his voice as much as possible, drew his sword outwards, preventing the sword from piercing his heart, and cried out: “I can’t fight Nantianmen, brother! I can’t fight Shenwu Second Guard! I can’t fight Yiluo. King of Heaven!”

“you can.”

Meng Yungui broke a finger, still using his last strength, grabbed her sword and pierced into his heart, grinning and said: “You ask me why I betrayed the heavenly court, I will tell you, someone will follow me He said that he had a dream. In his dream, the human race stood up, and then no longer knelt down after standing up. He said that in his dream, the human race would no longer be slaves and be the food of the gods and demons. In his dream, the human race Mastered his own destiny. This kind of dream…”

The blood in his mouth flowed out, with blood in his mouth, and his speech was a little unclear: “I did. I also had this dream when I became the god of the human race and when I ascended into the heavenly court. Later I thought this idea was naive. , I forgot. Until I arrived in Nantian and saw everything here, this dream was like the rebirth of the demon in Dao’s heart.”

His tears fell drop by drop, looking up at Bai Yuqiong, with a pleading expression in his eyes: “Sister Bai, I didn’t wake up until just now. This is not the devil in Dao’s heart. In the past, I always thought about how to cultivate. In the field of art and mathematics, but it has never been able to be cultivated. When this dream is reborn, it will naturally become. My fear was the demon in the past…”

His Adam’s apple rolled, he vomited blood, suffocating the following words back into his stomach.

In the distance, King Wing Luo sneered and said, “Teacher Tian, what are you waiting for?”

Meng Yungui exhausted his last strength, grabbing Bai Yuqiong’s sword and piercing it into his heart.

Bai Yuqiong’s palm trembled, and this time he didn’t stop him.

Meng Yungui sat on the ground calmly, raised a finger, and pointed at the people in the southern sky.

There was a smile on his face, and he whispered: “A person who is capable of what he has not learned has his conscience. The person who knows what he does not care has his conscience…as a child, everyone who loves his relatives… It’s so long, everyone respects his brother… kiss, benevolence; respect long, righteousness. Without him, reach the world…”

His head tilted and fell to the ground.

Bai Yuqiong drew the sword from his chest, turned his head, and looked at the people in the southern sky.

Meng Yungui taught her the last truth before dying. That is……

Everyone has a conscience in their hearts. The people of the southern sky are not incurable.