Chapter 3089: Return trip

The fringe of the monk civilization, the front line of war.
I was looking at the modification of the cosmic wild map and saw a messenger hurriedly rushing into the camp.
He straightened up and frowned, vaguely feeling that something was happening.
The messenger rushed in like a headless fly, and hurriedly said: "Marshal, news from the imperial city, the king of the future has arrived in the imperial city and has broken into the imperial palace!"
"So fast?" Jiayi narrowed his eyes: "He left here, only six hours ago."
Beside Gaiyi, there were a few generals of the Kun nationality and a man wearing a humanitarian scholar costume.
These people are absolute cronies of Jiayi, who were cultivated by Jiayi in the battle against craftsman civilization.
Although the front line of the war was led by Gaiyi, Mother Qinglin had a strong means of manipulating the situation and playing with balance. Before appointing Gaiyi, all the leafy subordinates he had cultivated were assigned to the Siyuan Dynasty. At various gates, most of the generals sent to Kaiyi were generals dispatched from other armies.
There were only a few, but they were kept by their side.
One of the generals said: "My lord, the imperial city is far away from the front line of the war. Even if a message is sent from a teleport node, it will take two or three hours to arrive. In this way, the future king has already arrived in the imperial city three hours ago. "
Gaiyi murmured, "Smashing the vacuum and ignoring the distance is really scary."
Then he looked at the messenger: "Continue to monitor, the next message, if nothing happens, should be the news that the king will be suppressed in the future."
"Yes!"
The messenger left immediately.
Jiayi turned his head and looked at the man who looked like a scholar.
"Kuangjie, what can you see?"
The scholar man shook his head: "It is too far from the imperial city. Although I am a conspirator, I still cannot establish contact with Wang Shou. Moreover, although Wang Shou is strong, he is only a thinker. He can only think and has no combat effectiveness. For safety, Built in the north of the imperial city, in a secret void."
He changed his head, took back his mind, and continued to look at the universe map in front of him.
After about a stick of incense.
The messenger stepped into the camp again.
"My lord! There is news that the imperial city is completely sealed off, and the mother emperor has issued an oral message, giving all the power of the imperial city and the surrounding hundreds of prefectures to one person, who will be dispatched to be responsible for the killing. Meng Fan!"
"it is good."
Change Yi simply responded.
After half an hour.
The messenger walked in.
Panicked.
"My lord... big, my lord... the news from the imperial city is broken!"
"What?" Jiayi was startled.
The messenger said: "My lord, there is no more news from the imperial city. All communications are gone. According to the speed of the message, the imperial city was cut off from the world about two hours ago!"
Jiayi was silent.
The whole camp was silent.
"The battle is fierce." Kuangjie whispered: "Obviously, the king of the future is very powerful. It looks like there was a big fight in the imperial city, but the result..."
"How is the result?"
Suddenly a voice sounded outside the camp.
The gods looked over.
Can't help being shocked!
The future king, Meng Fan.
Just stand in front of Daying Gate.
It was still a series of blue shirts, but under the blue shirt, a light blue armor was faintly covered.
He smiled and looked at Jiayi.
"Stepping into the first stop of the Siyuan Dynasty, it was the barracks of the change chief, and the last stop from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, or the change of the military camp, this is called the beginning and the end, and the face." Meng Fan chuckled.
Change Yi has a dignified look.
Meng Fan, looks unscathed!
Just now, the messenger told the news that Meng Fan had taken a shot in the imperial city, and immediately after that, Meng Fan appeared here. This kind of mental impact was huge.
Meng Fan calmly walked into the camp, raised his hands and feet, appearing very peaceful, then gently stretched out his hand and clicked on the universe map in the center of the camp.
"The label here is wrong. The place where the Ye Clan resettled is not here, but 170,000 miles westward."
Gaiyi remained silent.
Meng Fan turned his head and said, "Marshal, I want to ask a question."
Gaiyi showed his good will and whispered: "Please speak."
"I can rush out from the imperial city of the Siyuan Dynasty, severely inflict two Seven Tribulations God Kings, and behead a thousand Kun Clan God Kings, including the five 33 Heavenly Treasures you refined and a group of ancient soldiers. I destroyed, but failed to stop me, and the imperial city was turned into ruins, and there were only six hours before and after I stepped into the Siwon Dynasty and did these things. Then you say, to penetrate your war front line, it takes how long?"
Gaiyi suddenly smiled.
"It is of course very easy for the king of the future to defeat the front line of war. Among the entire front line of the war, I am the only of six calamities. Without the various formations, methods, and powers of the imperial city, who can stop the future king?"
"Well, that's good." Meng Fan smiled and nodded, admiring the change even more. "But destroying the front line of the war is meaningless, so I will keep you here and set it up here, but..." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the universe map. "You have invaded many small worlds, small forces, and a little bit expanded the scope and stronghold of the front line of the war. Are you really blind to many big worlds? It's better to converge."
The last word falls.
Meng Fan disappeared without a trace.
Leave a quiet camp.
Changed, his face remained calm.
Can be behind.
Already sweating.
Just now, if Meng Fan is willing, taking his life is easy!
In the void.
Meng Fan walked on foot.
Behind him, he could see six hundred treasures closely following his footsteps, walking along the path without space barriers created by him crushing the vacuum.
Meng Fan said: "I don't move the front lines of war, do you have any opinions? After all, your craftsmen are civilized, and Siwon Dynasty is a mortal enemy."
In his mind, the horned horns made a sound.
"On the front line of the war, there are only a few thousand Kunzu kings and millions of Kunzu fighters. What can be done if they are obliterated? This loss is not worth mentioning for the Kunzu. You have to spy on the various secrets of the Kunzu. You have already obtained it, and you have also obtained many unexpected secrets. It has shocked the Kun people and made them even more afraid to act rashly. This is enough for you."
Meng Fan smiled.
That's right, the Kun nationality is not an Arcane Empire.
The Kun people have powerful construction capabilities. Even if the imperial city is turned into ruins, it can be rebuilt in a short time.
The number of Kun people is staggering, and their lives are worthless. How many Kun people Meng Fan killed was just a drizzle for the entire Kun people.
It’s not like being in the Arcane Empire, destroying the entire capital and beheading many of the peak powers of the Arcane Empire, especially if Augustus was hit hard, then the Arcane Empire would be decapitated and would immediately decline. , And Siwon Dynasty did not have these problems.
What's more, the mother Qinglin did not appear?
Just as the horned horns said, this trip, Meng Fan had already got what he wanted, especially the unexpected gain, allowing him to get the secret that could subvert all his cognition from the memory of the horned horns.