Killing the Heaven with One's Body

Zhao Meng felt his scalp tingling after hearing this.

"So many king ranks?"

Because they couldn't count how many there were at a glance, the two of them now had only one thought: run. The king-level beasts were equivalent to the strength of the Tongtian realm. The monsters in the Tongtian realm were simply not something that people with their boxer strength could deal with, but they could run away. These flying beasts were extremely fast, and the two of them had no room to fight back. Their retreat had long been cut off. The two of them were surrounded and beaten by a group of Tongtian realm monsters. The defensive shield they held up could not withstand the attack of the fireballs, and they could only hold on and constantly consume energy to reinforce it!

Uncle Chen: "Xiao Meng, think of a solution quickly, or you will die if you continue like this"

Zhao Meng knew that he would surely die if he continued like this, but facing a group of such strong men, what else could he do? Unless a stronger one descended from the sky, stronger than Tongtian Realm, it was not easy to see one. Moreover, he had to fight for both of them, so today was probably a dangerous day.

Zhao Meng: "I can't think of anything for now, I can only fight to the death"

Uncle Chen: "Okay, kid, I'll try my best."

After saying that, Uncle Chen suddenly took out a round object from his storage bag.

Uncle Chen: "Hold on, kid. I need some time."

Zhao Meng had to do his best to support the constantly impacted defense shield. His own energy was also being consumed rapidly. After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Meng's body was already in unbearable pain from the scattered fireballs. He was about to collapse. He forced himself to support himself and looked at Uncle Chen. He saw that the thing that was dim just now was now shining brightly. Uncle Chen was also sweating profusely. It seemed that activating this thing was not as simple as he imagined. Then he threw the disc over his head.

Uncle Chen: "Xiao Meng, let's go, quickly, we can't hold out for long"

As the disc rose into the air, a straight column of light appeared under it. Although the beasts outside were still attacking, they didn't seem to dare to get close. The two of them also took advantage of the cover of the disc to fly upwards. However, the higher they went, the more fiercely the beasts attacked. It was obvious that they were trying to stop them from moving forward. Faced with an attack that was several times more fierce than before, Uncle Chen's disc also began to shake slightly, and it was obvious that it could not hold on.

Zhao Meng: "Please keep the treasure. If you continue like this, this magic weapon will probably be wasted. I can still hold on for a while."

Uncle Chen looked at Zhao Meng

Uncle Chen: "No matter how good the magic weapon is, it is only a thing outside of the body. It is important to save your life first. But you are almost unable to hold on. Now I can't exert its full power. I have miscalculated and caused you to be in such a situation. With such talent, you will definitely be a top warrior in the future. But today, because of me... I am really ashamed."

Zhao Meng also gradually calmed down. His own treasures were definitely not able to fight against these beasts, but waiting to die was not his style.

Zhao Meng: "If I have to die, I'd rather die standing. I want to learn how powerful the Tongtian Realm is. I'd rather die knowingly."

Uncle Chen: "Boy, if you have the guts, then fight."

So the two of them stopped running forward and, under the protection of the light column, launched a fierce counterattack against the surrounding beasts. However, after all, there were only two of them, and they were facing a group of birds in the Tongtian realm. They were not at an advantage, and the opponent was unusually flexible, so even if they counterattacked, it was like an egg hitting a stone. However, at this time, Uncle Chen suddenly laughed, and Zhao Meng not only turned his head to look at Uncle Chen beside him,

Uncle Chen: "Hahaha, I'm fine. It's just that I haven't had such a good fight in a long time."

Zhao Meng watched as Uncle Chen, though somewhat inferior in strength to the beasts, relied on his skillful movements and rich combat experience to move like a dragon among the beasts. For a moment, the beasts had no way to deal with Uncle Chen. Zhao Meng, watching Uncle Chen's battle, could not help but sigh.

"This is what fighting is all about. Immerse yourself in it with all your heart and soul, exert your greatest ability, and enjoy this battle."

Zhao Meng on this side seemed to be in great pain. He could not resist the attacks of the beasts at all and was hit by fireballs from time to time. Only then did Zhao Meng truly feel the powerlessness brought about by the gap in strength. There was absolutely no room for resistance. Ninety percent of the energy in his body had been consumed, but the beasts showed no sign of stopping their attacks. The defense shield in front of Zhao Meng finally couldn't withstand it and shattered with a bang. At this time, Zhao Meng was more like a young boy who had just arrived on the mainland. Facing powerful enemies from all sides, Zhao Meng couldn't even hold his tail between his legs. Zhao Meng truly felt like crying but had no tears, but he still had to fight hard to resist the beasts in front of him. The fireballs kept coming towards Zhao Meng, and Zhao Meng couldn't stop them at this time, but Zhao Meng didn't give up. He was unwilling to wait for death, so he touched that thing immediately. Chen Bo on the side watched a group of fireballs coming towards Zhao Meng. Although Chen Bo was able to avoid being hit by heavy firepower in the attack of the group of beasts, it was too difficult, almost impossible, for him to be unscathed and leave with a person under the attack of so many Tongtian Realm monsters. The best Chen Bo could do was to throw the Chaotian Mirror, which had been used and was about to be scrapped, at Zhao Meng, but that only helped Zhao Meng to resist for a while, but for Zhao Meng, this little bit of time was of great value now. It seemed so critical at the moment. Just when the fireballs were about to hit Zhao Meng head-on, the magic weapon that Chen Bo had used before flew over and managed to withstand this wave of impact for him. Taking advantage of this gap, Zhao Meng also took out the thing he had just touched. The magic weapon that was blocking Zhao Meng was knocked aside and broke into two pieces. Zhao Meng stood up with the thing in his hand and spread it out towards the fireballs that were attacking him again. The things in Zhao Meng's hand were the paintings he took from the wall of the hall. When Zhao Meng first saw these birds and beasts, he felt a little familiar, but he didn't care too much. Now he suddenly remembered that he had seen them in the paintings with him. The beasts that Zhao Meng saw in the painting were extremely similar to the beasts running in the mountains and forests. As the painting unfolded, a scene that surprised both of them appeared. The beasts that were still attacking Zhao Meng suddenly became quiet, as if they had seen something extraordinary and suddenly stood still. Zhao Meng also quickly glanced around and found that there was nothing else except them. In other words, these beasts might really be afraid of this painting. After Zhao Meng thought about it, he began to move slowly. The beasts that were extremely ferocious to him before were now as obedient as a group of cats. Zhao Meng then sped up and ran to Chen Bo. The two looked at each other and ran directly towards the hall not far away...