Chapter 1380: : The power of the Three Tribulations!

The mandala flower is only one hundred meters in size, but the color that blooms, the tragic beauty that seems to have swallowed countless lives, is truly breathtaking, but when it recognizes its beauty, it rises from the bottom of my heart. A touch of fear!
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A tall body about ten meters in size appeared in the dense fog, and it was slowly coming forward. With every step, the whole world seemed to tremble violently, giving people a great shock.
Finally, the ten-foot-sized body broke through the dense fog, tore everything apart, and appeared at the end of everyone's eyes!
The whole body is blood-red, and the whole body seems to be draped in an ancient armor, which perfectly wraps the whole body, and the position of the arms is where there are blood thorns protruding until they cover the fists, as if forming a blood jab glove, on which The cold light is shining, with a barb, you can see that it is a weapon to fight!
When ordinary monks fight with them, they will be torn off a large piece of flesh and blood in an instant, hideous and ferocious.
The whole body is engraved with complex and ancient blood-colored inscriptions, and the face is covered by two huge blood-colored masks. Along these two blood-colored masks, this ten-foot-sized body of the dark blood killer seems to be evenly covered. The division is driven by the two wills behind the two scarlet masks!
In the distance, Ye Wuque looked at the Dark Blood Killing God from a distance, but he had already realized it in his heart.
Including Miaofeng, there should be three young blood masters who entered the mandala. That is to say, like Miaofeng, these two young blood masters also have a dark blood killer!
While Miaofeng died under his own hands, the Dark Blood Killing God was summoned from the corpse. It must be the handwriting of these two Young Masters. Now this state should be the three Dark Blood Killing Gods fused together. The ultimate state.
The sound of dongdongdong's footsteps stopped suddenly, and a ten-foot-sized blood-colored body stood quietly, obviously without any fluctuations in the cultivation base, but it made the people of the ten empires and the cracking sky feel a kind of suffocating fear!
Cruel, cold, and powerful!
As if standing here is a Shura from the depths of hell, harvesting life is its favorite.
Bang bang ......
In the next moment, the Dark Blood Killing God stretched out his two hideous hands and clapped his palms. The barbs covering both palms collided with each other, and even burst into sparks, which was particularly stunning!
One of the blood-colored masks on the Dark Blood Killing God’s face suddenly lifted up, revealing a pale but rock-like face, especially a pair of eyes, as if blood-colored flames were burning all the time inside, exuding force. Popularity!
"Tsk tsk... What a scene of a dog biting a dog!"
A sonorous man's voice sounded, and it sounded extremely uncomfortable, as if there were swords constantly rubbing against each other, which was very ear-piercing.
However, a faint smile appeared on this person's face and continued: "First of all, I will introduce myself. My name is Miao Huo. I am one of the Young Masters of Bloodbath Mandala. This person is Miao Shui, and his identity is similar to me. If I tell you this because you are about to die soon, it is a gift to you to know whose hands you are dying."
"What a big tone! I'm not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue! Humph!"
A voice mixed with anger sounded, it was the true monarch Xuqing from the Xuanxu Principality, and the people from the other ten empires were also angry and murderous!
"I'm waiting for so many people here, do you think that with a dark-blooded killer god, you can succeed? Wishful thinking!"
"Blood mandala people, all deserve to die!"
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There were cold shouts, and the hatred between the ten empires and the mandala has spread for thousands of years, and it has long been endless!
Miao Huo’s face remained unchanged to the shouts of the ten great empires, still with a faint smile, but a pair of eyes that seemed to have flames were burning with the killing intent surging. To all the people of the top ten empires, it is like looking at the dead!
But Miao Huo's gaze suddenly turned, but it condensed on Ye Wuque, who stood holding his hand, and then narrowed slightly!
"Ye Wuque..."
The voice of Miao Huo became atrocious. At the moment when Miao Feng died, Miao Huo sensed it, so he summoned Miao Feng’s Dark Blood Killing God. This is the Bloody Mandala Killing Saint. The secret method given by the adults is to prevent this from happening.
"Your name has really been so thunderous recently! You have suffered successive losses in your hands, and even a dark blood killer finally merged and died in your hands. It seems that you are really the nemesis of the wonderful wind."
At this moment, in Miao Huo's eyes, it seemed that only Ye Wuque was left, and the others were not in his eyes.
"Don't dare to be it, it's just your name, Ye has never heard of it."
Ye Wuque, standing with his hand holding his hand, had black hair fluttering, and his expression was stern. There was a calm and deep calm in the bright eyes, but it clearly reflected the ten-foot-sized Dark Blood Killing God and the face exposed by Miao Huo.
However, Miao Huo's words changed the expressions of the three young masters of Heaven Splitting Road!
Obviously, one can hear from the wonderful fire talk that a young master of the mandala has fallen into Ye Wuque's hands!
In other words, Ye Wuque is much stronger than they thought!
"Haha, it's okay, when you are all dead today, my wonderful fire name will naturally reverberate through the entire Canglan realm. There is no doubt about this."
The smile on Miao Huo's face finally became arrogant, and his eyes burst out with ambition, as if to burn all the ten empires and the people of Heaven-Splitting Dao before him!
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"You are very confident, even conceited. This reminds me of the wonderful wind before. He has the same expression as yours, but now his corpse is no longer together. In my opinion, your end will not Where is it better than Miaofeng."
Ye Wuque spoke faintly, his martial robe flicked, his whole person was like the of war who stood proudly in the world, invincible!
At this moment, Ye Wuque seemed to have become the only protagonist, the light was so bright, everyone was suppressed by him!
In fact, in the eyes of Miao Huo, there are only two of these who can be regarded as enemies by him. The first one is Ye Wuque, and the other is a handsome minister!
As for the Young Master of Heaven Splitting Dao, Miao Huo hadn't taken it seriously.
This point, whether it is Young Master Tianxiang, Young Master Wuchen, or Young Master Guixin, has already felt it, and his face is not very good at this moment.
"Hahahaha...you are really confident, Ye Wuque! Do you think you are really invincible if you kill Miaofeng? Ridiculous! Let you see the power I am waiting for now! The invincible power that makes you desperate!"
Miao Huo laughed for a long time, there was a sonorous meaning in the laughter, and there was an invincible conceit!
boom!
In the next moment, the dark blood killer who stood still suddenly burned with flames all over his body, and a forcing high temperature exploded. What is more incredible is that the inscriptions all over the body began to shine, making the darkness ten feet high. The blood killing is as if bathed in brilliance, full of visual impact!
At the same time, a wave of horror to the extreme suddenly rose from the body of the Dark Blood Killing God, but in an instant it reached the point of the Great Perfection of the True Lord of the Two Tribulations!
But this wave did not stop there. Instead, it continued to climb frantically, causing the surrounding void to start shaking, collapsing, and reflecting red half of the sky. In the end, it seemed to break some indescribable shackles and limits, and burst out!
Click!
The earth was cracking, and the two feet of the Shizhang Dark Blood Killing God stepped into the ground, and the cracks continued to fill up, the flames were overwhelming, and even the void melted!
At the moment of feeling this breath, the faces of the people from the Heavenly Splitting Dao and the Ten Empires all showed incredible expressions!
"This...this is... the power of the Three Tribulations True Venerable!!"
Elder Hei Jue said tremblingly, with a trace of hoarseness in his tone!
At this moment, even Ye Wuque's heart became awe-inspiring.