Supreme God King

Here is the fringe of monk civilization.

In the void, camps, fortresses, and cities are continuous.

The style of these buildings is different from that of any kind of civilized buildings. They are far less square and regular than humane buildings, and they are not like dragon architectures advocating nature. Between mountains and rivers, there is a taste of harmony between man and nature, but they are not the same as beasts. This kind of ruggedness and barbarism is also different from the evil charm and confusion of the demons.

This was the front line of war established by the Siyuan Dynasty, stationed a large army, and surrounded the western edge of the monk civilization.

The architecture of the Kun nationality can only give people a feeling, that is, it is practical. There is no decoration, but it is very conforming to the rules. Unlike the buildings of the wild beasts, the various formations, defenses and prohibitions of the Kun people are perfect. The fortresses and cities floating in the void are all bare, gray and black, but very solid. At least in Meng Fan's eyes, only a few hundred flaws can be seen, which is already very rare.

As Meng Fan watched the war front line formed by thousands of forts, Yaozhu was aside, and the waves in her heart had just subsided.

Thirty-four days ago, Yaozhu, Cuidi, and Heiwang, three powerful Kunzu **** kings, left from this front line of the war and rushed to the future heaven. The journey took 21 days.

For Meng Fan, it was only two hours.

Ten days ago, Yaozhu asked Cuidi to rush back to the Siyuan Dynasty immediately, sending back the news that Meng Fan was going to the Siyuan Dynasty, and at the same time dispatching the elites of the Siyuan Dynasty to find the whereabouts of Heiwei. At this moment, I am afraid that it is Cuidi. Still halfway!

"This is just the front line of the Siwon Dynasty war. There is still a long way to go to reach the capital of the Siyuan Dynasty." Meng Fan said lightly, showing that he knew everything about the Siyuan Dynasty. After all, he invaded Cuidi's soul. "I have two ways to go to the imperial capital of the Siyuan Dynasty. One is my own method. I can get there in about two hours. However, there are naturally a lot of defensive restrictions along the way, and there will be many barriers and barriers. The strong are stationed, so..."

Meng Fan flicked his finger.

Yaozhu brows beating.

"If you want to reach the imperial capital of the Siyuan Dynasty within two hours, you may have to destroy thousands of formations, hundreds of passes, and by the way kill and wound a lot of Kunzu **** kings."

Upon seeing this, Yaozhu quickly said: "My Lord Heaven..."

Meng Fan smiled and said: "But I am here this time, first, I want to visit the mother Qinglin, and second, I want to see the deep and shallow appearance of the Kun nationality. In this way, I can’t see clearly. Whatever the Lord, Miss Yaozhu, according to your original plan, how should I get to the Imperial City of Siyuan Dynasty? This is the second method."

Yaozhu's throat stirred, and the heart that had just been hung lowered a little, and said: "My Lord, according to the mother's intention, on this road, every pass will receive adults. There are 16 stops before and after, and the last stop is the emperor. In the city, every station has a palace for thousands of people to live in for the Lords of Heaven to rest, and every station also has a banquet and banquets, and various nobles and powerful people of my Siyuan Dynasty will welcome them."

"A palace for thousands of people?" Meng Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled unabated.

Yaozhu hesitated: "Well...according to our original assumption, if the Lord of Heaven really agrees to go to the imperial city and meet the mother emperor, he will bring about a thousand followers..."

Meng Fan nodded: "So that's it, what if I don't agree to go to the imperial city of Siyuan Dynasty?"

Yaozhu said: "Then these palaces will be abandoned. The mother emperor said that as long as the Heavenly King is 10% likely to go to the imperial city, we must make 100% preparations to show our sincerity."

"Sincere." Meng Fan smiled and nodded: "I don't know how many calculations are hidden in this sincerity. Okay, in that case, don't disappoint Mother Qinglin's good intentions. Just follow your plan. ."

Yaozhu stepped forward and stretched out his hand and said, "My Lord Heaven, please follow me."

The two went to the front line of the war one after another.

Looking at the front lines of the war from a close distance, it was quite shocking. The fortresses were hundreds of meters high and connected by various pontoons and cable bridges. There were often hundreds of bridges between the two forts, densely packed and inextricably linked. , Like a maze.

Among the cities and fortresses, Meng Fan could clearly feel a large number of Kun ethnic monks walking around. There are at least four or five thousand Kun ethnic monks in each fortress, and there must be a **** king stationed there.

Although there are many defensive formations on the front line of the war to resist any prying eyes from outside, in front of Meng Fan, it is as transparent as clear water. In the more than 2,000 fortresses on the front line of the war, there are about 6,000 gods gathered, of which the breath is the most The strong and tyrannical are the eleven Five Tribulations God Kings, and at the central hub of the war front, an aura that is stronger than Yaozhu. It is also a Six Tribulations God King, but the background and power are more majestic than Yaozhu. Vaguely, the time has come to break through the shackles. Within a hundred years, it is expected to become the King of Seven Tribulations and reach the pinnacle of all beings!

The Kun nationality's background is indeed majestic, and just after a touch of water, I saw two Six Tribulations God Kings, and one of them was not far from the Seven Tribulations God King.

In the future Heavenly Court, although there will be several great Six Tribulations God Kings sitting in town, but among them, they are still in the stage of accumulation, far from breaking through to the stage of Seven Tribulations.

Yaozhu is leading the way, walking towards this Six Tribulations God King.

Meng Fan walked all the way, turning a blind eye to the eyes peeping him in the surrounding fortresses. Those eyes were quite serious and cautious. In addition to scrutiny, they were also hostile.

This hostility is somewhat different, unlike the hostility between Meng Fan and the champion Hou, the Central Emperor, and Qin Taichuan.

Meng Fan and the Central Emperor are enemies who respect and admire each other. Champions Hou and Meng Fan are enemies who are immortal and implicated in fate. Qin Taichuan is enemies.

And this kind of hostility released by the Kun nationality has no content, it is pure hatred, and even some contempt in it. It is not aimed at Meng Fan, but is hatred and contempt for all creatures in the cosmos except the Kun nationality. .

Soon, behind Yaozhu, Meng Fan came to the center of the war front line without hindrance. Meng Fan had already noticed that not only was it the center of the war front line in terms of location, but also in terms of luck and formation. In the most important hub position, there were also military orders flying out from here before.

This is the commander-in-chief of the entire war front, the only fortress decorated with colored flags.

Among them, the strong man who was infinitely close to the Seven Tribulations was the commander-in-chief of the entire war.

"My Lord Heaven."

In front of Daying Gate, Yaozhu stopped, turned and said solemnly: "The commander of the First War of the Siyuan Dynasty is the heir of the spider giant, with the blood of nobles that has stretched for 270 million years, and is the second courtier of the Dynasty. , General Dong Kuang Zhenwu, Lord Fengshan..."

"man?"

Before Yaozhu's introduction, Meng Fan suddenly spit out two words, which surprised Yaozhu.

The big camp in front of him had been seen through by Meng Fan, and he also saw the strong man on the verge of the Seven Tribulations.

What Meng Fan didn't expect was that he was a man.

The Siyuan dynasty was a pure matriarchal society. The status of men was relatively low. They were only an accessory of women. A woman could have many men at the same time, just like three wives and four concubines in humanity, and three thousand beauties in the emperor’s harem. However, in Siwon Dynasty, the reverse happened.

With his hands behind his back, Meng Fan walked directly into the big camp without waiting for Yaozhu to continue speaking.

As he walked, Meng Fan said: "Miss Yaozhu, when you come to the gate of the big camp, you seem to have a lot of confidence in your words. You are not cautious anymore. It is the frontline of the war that gave you the confidence, or the Kun nationality man. Is your courage?"

Yaozhu was startled and did not speak.

Daying is a huge fortress.

Meng Fan calmly walked into the fortress, indifferent to the many formations in the fortress, and did not have the slightest awareness of stepping into a tiger's mouth.

Inside the fort, there are two rows of Kunzu **** kings, each with a strong aura, all of them are Five Tribulations **** kings, a total of eleven, each wearing a variety of battle armor, obviously a leader.

Behind them, there are many Kunzu **** kings who are holding musical instruments, and there are a lot of them, holding a portion of food in their hands. All kinds of delicacies and delicacies are there. Meng Fan even saw a huge tray, a piece The brave meat, which is delicious and delicious, is steaming.

These are not worthy of Meng Fan's attention.

His gaze followed the eleven Kunzu leaders until the end, falling on the person he should see.

The eleven Five Tribulations God Kings and the eleven leaders were all women. Although they were wearing battle armor, they all exuded a strong heroic and murderous aura, but their appearances were all coquettish.

At the farthest point, the man appeared abrupt.

The figure is too slender, with a face, and too thin. He wears a crown of feathers commonly seen in humane gods, and is dressed in a large black and yellow robe with a carmine ribbon on the waist.

The face is not exquisite, a bit unusual.

But the height is more than two feet.

The man saw Meng Fan and said, "I'm going to change things."