Supreme God King

"Good one, fanatic."

The anger in the woman's heart was already spreading.

The anger of the Seven Tribulations God King is enough to burn the world.

"A fanatic?"

In the wide hall, Meng Fan, dressed in a blue shirt, slowly lowered his arms and looked at the black gold spar not far away, like the throne of the head of an ancient beast.

"Since Meng entered the martial arts ten thousand years ago, the roads he has walked have been extraordinary roads, and the things he has walked are all extraordinary human things. Falling, sinking, perplexing, and painful, Meng has experienced countless Secondly, Meng has seen countless secrets about humanity, gods, and heaven and earth. When he was young, Meng was often called a young and frivolous, indifferent. After stepping out of the ten thousand realms, there were more burial sites, underworld, Zen temples, The veteran figures in the world of purple light, the common world, etc. said that I am rampant, crossing the sea, going out of the law, breaking through the city, creating the future heaven, confronting the human world with Zhang Biyan, and even people in the world call me a delusion until The Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws died in front of me. At the Riyue Peak Meeting, the legendary Xiao Lianxian was driven back by a blow, and the voice that judged me gradually disappeared.

Withdrawing his gaze, Meng Fan tilted his head and looked at the woman.

"Along the way, there have been turmoil, sorrow and joy, the rise of depression, the ebb and flow of tides, but after stepping into the territory of your Origin Dynasty, you continue to use me to give me power. I did not slaughter thousands of Kun people. It is already polite, you, Say I am a fanatic?"

Meng Fan's voice echoed in the palace.

Reverberating in the imperial city.

Still spreading outward.

Many Kunzu **** kings raised their heads and looked in the direction of the palace. They didn't know who the sound came from, but they only knew that the sound was shocking. Every syllable fell, like a thunder exploding in their hearts!

In the palace.

The mysterious woman narrowed her eyes.

"What a future king."

Another vigorous voice came from the other corner of the Guangdian.

This time, it was a man who walked out.

This man had a dark mask on his face, a twisted mask of ghosts and gods, and his whole body was shrouded in a robe woven like crow feathers.

The man leaned on a railing and slowly walked down the ladder, facing Meng Fan's direction.

Meng Fan smiled again.

It is another, the Seven Tribulations God King!

When he completely walked down the steps of the ladder, the masked man bowed to Meng Fan and put his left hand in front of his right hand, showing full etiquette. Then he got up and said calmly: "In the lower Jiaoling, this one is the upper roller prison."

The man introduced was the woman.

However, only the names were introduced, but the identities of the two of them were not introduced.

The Kun people’s rules are chaotic, and there is no humane sound system, so almost every Kun people has many identities, statuses, and titles. Meng Fan saw Jiayi, Yao Ji, Lin Xiu Palace Master, and Jiu. The acting king knows that they have a series of titles and official positions.

These titles and official positions seem to be very confusing to Meng Fan, but these Kun people are very concerned about these identities.

Only the two powerhouses in front of him, the two indomitable giants, the Seven Tribulations God King, simply said their own names, but did not give an identity.

Jiao Ling continued: "The King Meng Tian led the monk civilization in the most powerful Dao world. Your experience is heard by the strong Kun people, and you are also quite admired underneath. You can rise in ten thousand years and experience countless lives and deaths. Turning the tide, and finally forging the future heaven reborn from flames, the details, difficulties, and difficulties in this, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can experience them.

Inviting King Meng Tian to come to the imperial city is the consensus of His Majesty the Mother Queen and all of us. This should be a celebration and event, and it should not be a fierce battle. Along the way, we have failed to entertain you. Please also Meng Tian, ​​forgive me. Excuse me. "

Some words, neither humble nor overbearing, but the content is already very polite.

Meng Fan had a strong interest in this Jiao Ling.

Jiao Ling waved his hand.

Immediately, from the king of the Guangdian, walked into many palace ladies and guards, and began to clean the Guangdian, washing away the flesh and blood that had been obliterated by Meng Fan, and immediately repairing the damaged eaves. The speed was fast and silent.

But within a few moments, the Guangdian returned to normal, and then the lights were brightly lit, and the incense altars were brought in, releasing a strong spiritual energy, and the sound of various musical instruments filled.

Meng Fan looked around, and Jiao Ling smiled: "I'm here to see the mother emperor. Could it be that I want to talk to the two?"

Jiao Ling said: "Aren't we two enough?"

Two gods of the Seven Tribulations, responsible for welcoming Meng Fan, are absolutely enough in the scene.

Meng Fan shook his head: "The leader of the Heavenly Court in the future will be there in person. The leader of the Siyuan Dynasty will not come forward, only two thugs will be sent to greet him, Mr. Jiao, are you enough?"

A wave of laws fluctuates.

It is the upper roller prison, almost unable to control the anger.

"His Majesty can't get away now." Jiao Ling was still calm and replied.

Meng Fan nodded: "In that case, please leave the banquet. You are not qualified to welcome me."

In the Guangdian, there was silence.

Jiao Ling was also silent.

After a while, Jiao Ling spoke slowly, and said leisurely: "Meng Tianwang, you are coming too fast, and His Majesty the mother did not expect you to come today. All abruptness must always be accommodating, not to mention, Siyuan Dynasty and The future dialogue in the heaven will have a bearing on the order of the future world, and even the appearance of the future world."

"Alliance, still surrender." Meng Fan said suddenly.

Jiao Ling was silent again.

Meng Fan smiled: "The Siyuan Dynasty is as strong as clouds, as conspirators as rain, possessing 600,000 gods and kings, and controlling various techniques of craftsman civilization, especially the 33 Heavenly Treasures, Qing Emperor Lin is the King of Eight Tribulations. Under her, there are two of you Divine Kings of Seven Tribulations. Maybe there are other Divine Kings of Seven Tribulations hidden in the Siyuan Dynasty. As for the King of Six Tribulations, I have walked all the way. Seeing many, with your aura and appetite, this is to swallow the cosmos and establish the Kunzu world.

So, do you come to me this time to discuss the future world order with me, or do you want me to help you cover the order of the Kun people to the monk civilization?

Mr. Jiao, I am here today to listen to the question of whether the Siyuan Dynasty will contact the future heavenly court, whether it wants an alliance or the future heavenly court and surrender. "

Jiao Ling finally spoke, "Is there any difference?"

be quiet.

Meng Fan looked up to the sky and laughed!

Laughter shook the palace, many buildings, and even cracks appeared. The maids, guards, and many nobles in the palace were all shocked, not knowing what happened.

The upper roller prison did not say a word, and immediately released the turbulent vitality, and controlled the fluctuation of Meng Fan's power in this wide hall without spreading out.

Meng Fan suppressed his laugh a little bit.

Arrogant.

Real arrogance!

The Siyuan Dynasty has reached this level of arrogance. In the eyes of the Siyuan Dynasty, the Kun people's power is invincible, and it is no different from the Kun people's alliance and surrender itself, and will eventually fall under the Kun people everywhere.

Meng Fan looked at Jiao Ling with extremely clear eyes.

Clusters of nebulae and galaxies circulated in his eyes, conforming to the way of heaven.

"In that case, we are the enemy."

In a word, all the lights in the Guangdian went out.

All the music disappeared.

Become cold.

Jiao Ling's voice also became extremely cold.

"Whether King Meng Tian entered the Siyuan Dynasty this time, whether or not he agrees with the alliance with the Siyuan Dynasty, it is very good for us. In the future, Heavenly Court will be the world of the first avenue of monk civilization. It will be safe and stable, and will be merged into the Siyuan Dynasty without blood. If you don’t agree, the legend of Meng Tianwang will also end here. In the future, the heaven will not have Meng Tianwang, and the hegemony will not be guaranteed. Every great world will immediately take action. They have been waiting for a long time, only because of the prestige of King Meng Tian, ​​they are honest.

Once the various avenues of the world become chaotic, the Siyuan Dynasty will enter it, and it will quickly annex the monk civilization, and the result is no different. "

"Oh." Meng Fan nodded. "So this is a Hongmen Banquet."

"Yes." Jiao Ling answered calmly.

Meng Fan said lightly: "Just rely on you, you want to give me a banquet?"

"Meng Tianwang." Jiao Ling slowly took a half step forward. "This is the imperial city of the Siyuan Dynasty, with tens of thousands of soldiers, countless kings of gods, strong like clouds, and conspirators like rain, Wang Head is always spying on your every move, and there are endless means to arrange in the dark, or, You surrender, or you die."

"Thousands of heroes, countless kings of gods, strong like clouds, and conspirators like rain..." Meng Fan repeated, laughing: "So what?"