As soon as the order from King Yiluo came out, Meng Yungui did not retreat but advanced, leading the remaining dozens of Yuhua battalion soldiers to rush onto the upstairs ship!
Yiluo Tianwang had a weird expression on his face, Meng Yungui dared to rush here at this time!
If you rush out, you still have a chance to escape the snare, and if you rush to the boat, you are throwing yourself into the snare!
In order to save these slaves on the ship, he did not hesitate to risk his own life, which was another extremely stupid move in his opinion.
"A generation of celestial masters, amazingly talented, and famous all over the world, but they have repeatedly made foolish tricks. It is hard to live up to the reputation! Meng Yungui, you can die!"
King Yiluo let Meng Yungui aboard the killing boat, without him needing to do anything, the army of gods and demons on both wings had already blocked Meng Yungui and the dozens of Yuhua battalion soldiers.
The Shenwuwei came from the rear, and this battle had turned into a catch-and-shoot situation.
Yiluo Tianwang looked at each other coldly, only to see Meng Yungui and others trapped in a tight siege, still fighting continuously, trying to rush to his side.
Meng Yungui's remaining dozens of soldiers from the Yuhua Battalion were getting smaller and smaller, and they died one by one, but they still stood by their generals, blocking the magical weapons and supernatural powers of the heavenly army for him.
If you can't stop it, then use your physical body to block it, use your life to block it!
"It's so brave, it's admirable."
Yiluo Tianwang praised repeatedly, clapped his hands and said: "Meng Yungui, you have such a heroic warrior following you, which shows that you are also a hero. Poor, you have to die here with these heroes today."
He still didn't make a move, he still watched coldly the soldiers around Meng Yungui fall down one by one, watched Meng Yungui's body getting more and more injured, watched his blood flow more and more, and his spirit became lower and lower. .
King Yiluo started to move his feet, and while moving, he grabbed a young man and said with a smile, "Is this the kind of human race you want to protect?"
The boy was trembling all over, not daring to move.
"Punch me once, and I'll let you go." Yiluo Tianwang said to the boy.
The young man opened his mouth, and after a while tremblingly said: "Master..."
King Yiluo opened his mouth and sent the young man into his mouth. He laughed and said, "Is this the clansmen you want to protect? They are not your clansmen, they are just a group of animals! No, even animals have to resist before they are killed." For a moment, they are not as good as livestock!"
He caught another old man and continued to attack Meng Yungui's belief: "The human race in Nantian is maggots. They have no thoughts and no wisdom. They are just a pile of walking meat. But you will die here because of these walking meat! Meng Yungui, do you think it's worth it?"
Meng Yungui was killed on the boat, his body was dripping with blood, and there were only a dozen soldiers around him.
King Yiluo swallowed the old man in one gulp, spread his wings suddenly, and let the army of Shenwuwei retreat, and the troops on the left and right sides also retreated.
Meng Yungui was panting heavily, he had run out of fuel and had no strength left, yet he raised his head and stared fiercely at King Yiluo.
Yiluo Tianwang put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Tianshi Meng, if you can defeat me, I will let the human race in this boat go. Come on, let's do it."
Meng Yungui cheered up, but looked at the exhausted soldiers around him.
He was a little hesitant. These soldiers who accompanied him no longer had the ability to continue fighting.
Suddenly, there was a thud beside him, and an old general knelt on the ground, his head drooping, and he lost his breath.
Meng Yungui was stunned, and saw that this old subordinate who had been following him was covered in wounds. He had already been fatally wounded. Live, lost your soul.
Beside the veteran, a young human god swayed, leaning on the sword in his hand forcibly, couldn't hold on any longer, grinning and said: "Tianshi, I can't follow you anymore..."
He widened his eyes, and suddenly drew his sword and swiped his neck, cutting off his head.
The young god held his head and said with a smile, "Master, I swear that I will not drag the Heavenly Master down!"
"Tianshi."
Another soldier of the Yuhua Battalion stuck the broken gun in his hand on the deck, and pressed the point of the gun against his chest: "It is my life's luck to be able to follow the Celestial Master! Celestial Master, see you in the next life!"
He bumped forward, the point of the gun pierced his heart, and his body stood still.
"We have no strength to fight anymore, stay with Tianshi, in order to take care of us, it is difficult for Tianshi to fight Yiluo with all his strength!"
The remaining soldiers of the Yuhua Battalion each urged their own soldiers, bowed down, and beheaded their respective primordial spirits one by one.
The blood and tears in Meng Yungui's eyes blurred his vision. The eleven figures who died standing and the old subordinate who was kneeling and lifeless made him feel sad but surprisingly calm.
He blinked vigorously to squeeze out the blood and tears in his eyes. At this time, the tears and blood would only interfere with his vision.
He is not much better than these old subordinates, his Shenzang and Tiangong are also full of cracks, and his primordial spirit is also on the verge of fragmentation.
He is also close to death.
"Gentlemen wait a moment, wait for me for a moment."
He staggered and walked towards Yiluo Tianwang. At this moment, his aura was strong, and his aura mixed with blood, dyeing the ship scarlet!
At this moment, Yiluo Tianwang was a little moved, Meng Yungui was already at the end of his battle.
In this state, Meng Yungui couldn't even display 10% of his usual strength!
"The number is the technique. The law is based on yin and yang, and it is based on the number of operations."
As Meng Yungui walked forward, he muttered in his mouth: "Yin and Yang, zero and one, enter two. Three talents, heaven, earth and man, enter three. Four phases, four emperors, enter four. Five elements , Wuyao also, Wujinzhi..."
King Yiluo frowned. Meng Yungui recited the most basic formulas for spells. He had heard and studied these basic formulas.
It's just that the way of spells is really cumbersome. As a demigod, he was not immersed in the way of spells, but turned to practice Taoism and supernatural powers.
Meng Yungui seemed to be unconsciously reciting these most basic magic formulas while mobilizing his remaining vitality. Around him, those vitality gradually turned into runes. The evolution of the law of arithmetic.
Yiluo Tianwang's face turned serious. Although he didn't know the use of Meng Yungui's basic mantras for reciting these spells, he saw that Meng Yungui's runes were changing to dao patterns!
The dao patterns surrounding Meng Yungui are rapidly combining, turning into a dao chain, and the dao chain is turning into a domain!
Meng Yungui's large areas of spells around him are deepening from layer to layer!
In Meng Yungui's current state, he doesn't have so much vitality to display such a tyrannical domain, but this person keeps squeezing the energy in his soul and physical body, forcing his domain to become stronger and stronger!
More importantly, King Yiluo saw that Meng Yungui's large area of spells was aimed at his magical powers, and that every dao pattern and every dao chain was aimed at his Achilles' heel!
With this blow, he might die!
The corners of Yiluo Tianwang's eyes twitched, and he quickly deduced that the greatest possibility was that he and Meng Yun died together!
Finally, Meng Yungui took the last step, and his magic skills were completed in a large area. This final blow was like a vast ocean of magic skills, full of mysterious magic principles!
At this moment, King Yiluo took a step back, spread his wings, engulfed countless human races from Nantian on the boat, and huddled in his wings to greet Meng Yungui!
The spell field stopped suddenly, before the nose of the first Nantian human race.
Meng Yungui stood there, his strength suddenly exhausted, and he knelt down with a plop.
Yiluo Tianwang let out a long sigh of relief, and those human races who had closed his wings fell down one by one. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he laughed loudly, but his laughter was trembling.
"Master Meng, it turns out that you are still a benevolent woman, and you still can't do anything to these animals."
His body trembled a little, and he said with a smile: "If you don't care about these animals, you will kill me. Hehe, it's a pity that you care too much about the lives of your people. This is why your human race will never be able to do anything!"
His body stopped shaking, and he stepped forward.
Meng Yungui knelt on the ground and lowered his head.
Yiluo Tianwang pulled out a feather, turned it into a golden sword, and approached him.
King Yiluo raised his sword. At this moment, an old man knelt on the ground, crawled tremblingly to his feet, stood in front of Meng Yungui, raised his head and said, "Master, don't kill him..."
Yiluo Tianwang frowned, looking at the old farmer who was obviously facing the loess and back to the sky.
"Say it again?" Yiluo Tianwang said indifferently.
The old farmer said: "Master, don't kill..."
laugh.
Yiluo Tianwang slashed down with his sword, and the old farmer's head rolled aside. Yiluo Tianwang kicked his body away and continued to raise the sword in his hand.
At this time, a young man stood up and stood in front of Meng Yungui with open arms: "Master, don't kill him!"
King Yiluo looked at the young man in surprise, and said with a smile, "Do you dare to stand and talk to me?"
"Master..."
The young man just said this, when the sword light fell, he turned into a headless corpse.
Yiluo Tianwang looked around and said with a smile: "Who else will stop me from killing him?"
In the crowd of the Nantian Human Race, one by one silhouettes stood up silently and stood in front of Meng Yungui. There were old people, women and children, and young adults. They were silent, and no one knelt on the ground.
There were more and more people standing in front of Meng Yungui, so many that King Yiluo frowned, and the anger in his heart was burning higher and higher.
"You maggots! How dare you offend Shenwei!"
Yiluo Tianwang was furious, and laughed loudly: "There are so many heavens in the southern sky, even if you kill all of you, there are still many slaves!"
He exploded with momentum, and sent all the Nantian human races blocking the way flying. Suddenly, these human races who were blown away by his momentum were held in mid-air by a gentle force.
Yiluo Tianwang snorted coldly, raised his head suddenly to look at Bai Yuqiong who was coming, and said indifferently: "Master Bai, you have to be like Meng Yungui to rebel for these maggots?"
Behind him, the ancestral court's Nantian Gate was full of flames, filled with endless Daowei!
Bai Yuqiong didn't squint, looked straight into the eyes of King Yiluo, and said softly: "The king of heaven is supernatural, surrendering the traitor Meng Yungui, killing Meng Yungui is just dirtying the hands of the king of heaven, let me do it. Meng thief is proficient in magic arts." Counting, there is no guarantee that there is no hiding one."
Yiluo Tianwang raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "Teacher Bai Tian is going to personally execute Meng Bandit? I heard that you both came out of Taoism, and you are considered senior brothers and sisters. Can you do it?"
Bai Yuqiong stepped forward, came to Meng Yungui's body, drew out a magic sword, and pressed it against Meng Yungui's heart.
Seeing her turning her back to him, King Yiluo became alert, and retreated quietly, lest she suddenly strike back with a sword.
He is cautious by nature, and he is not at ease with Bai Yuqiong.
Bai Yuqiong's eyes fell on Meng Yungui's face, at this moment Meng Yungui was actually smiling, looking up at her with a smile.
"Brother, why did you betray the Heavenly Court at this time?"
The knuckles of Bai Yuqiong's right hand holding the sword turned white from too much force, she lowered her voice and gritted her teeth: "It's not you! You can't save Nan Tian!"
"Saved, they stood up."
Meng Yungui coughed up blood again and again, stretched out his hand to grab her sword, stabbed into his heart bit by bit, panting: "They still have hope, junior sister, kill me, you can get Yi Luo's sword." Trust me, you can protect these awakened clansmen, you have a chance to kill Yi Luo... "
"No!"
Bai Yuqiong lowered her voice as much as possible, drew the sword outwards, and prevented the sword in her hand from piercing his heart, crying: "I can't fight Nantianmen, brother! I can't fight the second guard of Shenwu! I can't fight Yi Luo Heavenly King!"
"you can."
One of Meng Yungui's fingers was broken, and he was still exhausting his last strength, grabbing her sword and piercing his heart, grinning: "You ask me why I betrayed the Heavenly Court, I tell you, someone told me He said that he had a dream. In his dream, the human race stood up and stopped kneeling after standing up. He said that in his dream, the human race would no longer be slaves and be the rations of gods and demons. In his dream, the human race Take control of your own destiny. This kind of dream…”
Blood flowed out of his mouth, with blood in his mouth, and his speech was a little slurred: "I have had it too. I also had such a dream when I became a god of the human race and ascended to heaven. Later, I felt that this kind of thinking was very naive , I forgot about it. 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, and he looked up at Bai Yuqiong with a look of pleading in his eyes: "Sister Bai, I didn't realize until just now that this is not a demon in Dao's heart. In the past, I have been thinking about how to cultivate The field of spells, but it has never been able to be cultivated. When this dream is reborn, it will be done naturally. In the past, my fear was the demon... "
He rolled his Adam's apple, vomited blood, and held back the words that followed.
In the distance, King Yiluo sneered and said, "Teacher Bai, what are you waiting for?"
With the last of his strength, Meng Yungui grabbed Bai Yuqiong's sword and stabbed it into his heart.
Bai Yuqiong's palm trembled, but this time he didn't stop him.
Meng Yungui sat on the ground calmly, raised a finger, and pointed at those Nantian people.
There was a smile on his face, and he murmured: "Those who are capable without learning are good. Those who know what they don't care about are also good... A child who loves his relatives... and The elders know nothing about respecting their elder brothers...Kissing each other means benevolence; respecting elders means righteousness. Without him, you can reach the world..."
His head tilted and he fell to the ground.
Bai Yuqiong drew the sword from his chest, turned her head, and looked at the people in Nantian.
Meng Yungui taught her the last truth before he died. That is…
Everyone has a conscience in their hearts. The people in Nantian are not hopeless.