"Ye Wuque, do you know what the meaning of the five words'Blood Mandala" in your mouth represent? You said that the Blood Mandala is back. What is the evidence? If you are slanderous..."

The voice of the Lord He'e has taken a touch of solemnity. He would naturally not believe what Ye Wuque said is true if he listened to Ye Wuque's side words, because the **** mandala is definitely not small, and it is absolutely not acceptable. Something to speak lightly.

"Back to the lord, what the kid said is true. I have a client here. She and her brother and master have personally encountered the killer of the **** mandala. It can even be said that the killer of the **** mandala is directed at them. The three masters and apprentices went!"

Ye Wuque answered in a deep voice, and immediately waved towards the platform of the Star Yan Empire.

In the next moment, He Hongyao flew out while biting his red lips and quickly came to Ye Wuque's side.

"Her name is He Hongyao. She just entered the Heaven-Splitting Dao five days ago. Her master is the worship of my Star Emperor Empire. She would have fought in the peak battle of the empire's event, but she was killed on the way. For her assassination, her master and brother led away those assassins in order to cover her, and her master, I don't think everyone is unfamiliar, is True Monarch Jianxiong!"

True Lord Jianxiong!

When these four words rang from Ye Wuque's mouth, everyone's expressions changed again!

The name of True Lord Jianxiong is no stranger to the people of the Ten Great Empires, and it can even be said to be thunderous!

As for the Heaven Splitting Dao, the same would not be ignorant of the name of True Lord Jianxiong.

"He Hongyao, are you a disciple of Zhenjun Jianxiong?"

Palace Master Hei's eyes immediately fell on He Hongyao and asked.

He Hongyao immediately clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"

"You, Master and Senior Brother were assassinated by a killer?"

"Yes!"

"How do you know that the other party is the killer of the **** mandala?"

The last question of Palace Master Hee was the most critical, which caused everyone to look at He Hongyao, their eyes burning!

Being watched by so many Real Men of One Tribulation and even Real Lord of Two Tribulations, the pressure is extremely shocking. He Hongyao Tianhun's Great Perfection cultivation base cannot bear at all, and her delicate body is trembling, but she still gritted her teeth and replied: " We met the first wave of assassins in the city of the sun. Senior brothers shot and killed several of them. On the backs of their bodies, they all found the same tattoos, which were all a **** mandala flower!"

"At the time, my brother and I didn't know what this meant, but the master changed his face and immediately took us away from the city of the sun, but on the way, we encountered more killers!"

"Master, in order to cover me and my brother, alone led away six golden killers! In order to let me escape, my brother led away two bronze assassins and silver assassins with one sword! Only then did I have a chance to escape one. Jie, come to Split Heaven to report!"

He Hongyao's voice trembled with a slight tremor, and then she raised the birth and death stones in both hands and explained the role of birth and death stones.

After He Hongyao finished speaking, the whole world fell silent!

With a move from the right hand of the Hallmaster He'er, the two birth and death stones flew into his hand, and he paid He Hongyao after a long time of careful scrutiny.

"He Hongyao, what you said still does not prove that the mandala you encountered is the **** mandala, because it is all your own words, there is no evidence."

The words of Palace Master Hee suddenly made Ye Wuque's heart sink!

indeed!

The **** mandala is very important, and it is impossible to prove it without evidence, even if he knows the truth is not enough.

"Evidence? I have evidence? After the brother killed the first wave of assassins, I got three strange blood daggers from the body!"

He Hongyao's voice suddenly sounded, and Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly brightened.

He Hongyao's right hand flashed, and three blood-red daggers suddenly appeared!

Strange shape, like a blooming mandala flower!

As soon as these three-finger blood daggers appeared, everyone felt a cold breath rippling out, and the pupils of the peak fighters shrank!

"Mandala blood dagger! It's mandala blood dagger!"

"It can't be wrong! My brother died on this mandala blood dagger! This is a unique assassination weapon of the blood mandala, and it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to imitate it!"

"Damn the **** mandala, it really has come back to life!"

"No! They must not be allowed to come back, otherwise the Canglan Realm will be in chaos!"

At this moment, with the appearance of the three mandala blood daggers, the expressions of all the peak fighters of the top ten empires who experienced the war a thousand years ago suddenly changed, and their killing intent rose to the sky!

"It's really a **** mandala! Could it be those people who escaped back then? They are all seriously injured and dying..."

The Lord Hee stared at the three mandala blood daggers, and memories of a long time ago flooded his eyes.

He Hongyao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and so did Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque knew that as long as he was sure that the **** mandala had really come back from the dead, the people of the Ten Great Empires would definitely not be able to sit still!

Sure enough, in the next moment, the sounds full of killing intent resounded!

"Hall Master! The blood-bathed mandala has not died for thousands of years, and now it is making a comeback, absolutely cannot let them recover!"

"Yeah! They must be eliminated! The enemies of the year! Endless!"

Seeing the enthusiasm of the crowd, the Lord Hee immediately knew the seriousness of the situation, but immediately after his gaze moved, his expression became respectful, because from the depths of the bronze hall, there were several vague silhouettes. Sound transmission.

After a few breaths, the Lord Hei's hand pressed his hand, and the front of the bronze hall returned to calm again, but everyone in the Ten Empires was watching the Lord Hei's closely.

"The blood-bathed mandala is resurrected. This matter is of great importance. Although there are any red medicines and three mandala blood daggers as testimony, it is not 100% sure that it is the blood-bathed mandala, and my Heaven Splitting Dao has banned since ancient times. It is impossible to directly intervene in the affairs of the Canglan Realm, and the imperial event is not over yet."

"So, under comprehensive consideration, there are volunteers among the ten empires who can follow the traces of the Stones of Birth and Death to find the True Lord Jianxiong and his disciples. If it is determined that the **** mandala is coming back, then my Heavenly Splitting Dao will be comprehensive. Support the destruction of the **** mandala again!"

As soon as the Lord Heier said this, someone on the entire bronze throne suddenly spoke out and volunteered!

Soon, a total of five real monarchs of the Second Tribulation and five real persons of the First Tribulation appeared in the center of the square of the bronze hall.

These ten people have signed up voluntarily, and almost all of them have an endless hatred with the **** mandala.

The five One Tribulation Real Person naturally has Ye Wuque. Although he is not One Tribulation Real Person, no one would question him.

Within the True Lord of the Second Tribulation, the elder Hei Jue was on the list, but the Lord Menggan did not go out, but stayed in the Heaven Splitting Path.

After half an hour.

Outside the central dragon court, the purple dragon head above the sky of the Tianjiao King City suddenly spewed endless rays of light. Only two localized warships exuding a majestic and ethereal atmosphere flew out from it, cutting through the sky, and escaped. Entering into the space cracks, he immediately went to endless distant places!

In one of the localized warships, five real people from the Ten Great Empires were riding, Ye Wuque stood quietly in it, and He Hongyao followed him closely.

Through the windows of the localized warship, Ye Wuque looked into the chaotic undercurrent of space that was constantly flashing in the distance, his bright eyes flashed with profound meaning, but he was muttering to himself: "Brother Feng, I know you will be able to hold on... "RCool vt craftsman: .Net nd genuine first release r