Chapter 625: The point will destroy the music family
The largest martial arts arena in the Bloody Mandala is also directly above the Dragon Veins of the Bloody Mandala. Six thousand people stand neatly and upright. Each of them has the lowest cultivation level of the Saint's Dzogchen, and is completely transparent.
The perfect perfection.
Each of them had a suffocating expression on their faces, a sense of disobedience. They looked feverishly at Mo Han, who was standing at the highest place. That was their king, and that was the highest belief in their hearts.
Peng Yu took a step forward: "Report to the young master, all the combatants of Bloody Mandala have been assembled, please give the young master instructions!"
Mo Han's body looked a little thin and stood on the general stage, his delicate face was full of cold killing intent: "My name is Mo Han, I come from a fragmented continent, the name of that continent is Dead Leaves. I live in
On the Dead Leaf Continent, they don’t know where their roots are, and they don’t know where their roots are.
We know where they are going, and we don’t know when they will be shattered into pieces in the violent storm. But I am standing here today, and everyone is standing here. I believe everyone understands why this is, and understands that we can go where we are today.
How difficult it is to take one step."
"It can be said that the reason why we are here today is not a gift from God or the mercy of a big shot, but something we have worked hard for ourselves. We deserve it. But despite this, there are still many people who don't want us to appear here.
, doesn’t want us to continue walking, or even wants us to live.”
"It was me who caused everyone trouble, and it was I who made everyone follow me on this road of no return. But since it is a road of no return, then we must go on bravely. No one can resist our steps, and no one can waver.
Our determination. If they don’t want us to appear outside, we will appear outside; if they don’t want to see us, we will make us their nightmare; if they want to kill us, we will kill them first
them!"
"I announce that the White Tiger Hall of the Four Blood Mandalas is officially established today, and Lan Xiang is on the list!" Mo Han looked at Lan Xiang who stood up from the audience: "Lan Xiang, from now on, I appoint you as the Four Blood Mandalas.
Master of the White Tiger Hall, one of the Great War Halls, you will become the sharpest and bloodiest sword in the hands of the Bloody Mandala. Wherever the sword points, blood flows everywhere, where the sword points, not even a blade of grass grows, and where the sword points, the color of the heaven and earth changes!"
Mo Han didn't say much, but he made everyone's blood boil.
Lan Xiang suddenly burst out with aura, looking up to the sky and roaring. A white tiger with two wings rushed out from his body and ran towards the sky, as if it wanted to tear a hole in the entire sky. Take a look at this thief.
What kind of world is it.
The White Tiger Hall mobilizes the most elite forces in the Blood Mandala. According to Mo Han's positioning and within the structure of the Blood Mandala, the White Tiger belongs to the gold master and is the first external war killing machine of the Blood Mandala.
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The White Tiger Hall has a small number of people. There are only a thousand monks in total. However, these one thousand monks are all at the level of Saint Master. In the previous training, they have trained in the art of combined warfare, and their combat power is far greater than that of their peers.
A cultivator of the realm.
Heading to Hexiang Town, Lejia's base camp, Mo Han only brought Baihutang and Gong'er's gray butcher's knife. These can be said to be the two most powerful and sharpest knives in Blood Mandala today. These two knives were already exposed before they even set off.
The biting edge!
Weisu, Wenxuan, and Yuanyuan were in Qimen, Qingdantang, and Juezhenmen respectively. It was not that they had no gains, but they had gained a lot. Weapons and equipment for everyone in Bloody Mandala, and various elixirs that Bloody Mandala needed.
, the formation at the Bloody Mandala Manor, and the various items auctioned by the Bloody Mandala Chamber of Commerce all came from behind them.
Master. So when Mo Han went to battle, Wei Su directly took out twenty war boats and handed them to Mo Han. Wen Xuan took out a lot of life-saving and healing elixirs and handed them to Lan Xiang. Yuanyuan was very heroic.
He threw out a storage bag to Gong'er and waved his hand: "Give me the butcher's knife and use the formation talisman to smash them to death. Don't let the brothers get hurt."
Han Wenqiang, who was in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, smiled slightly and said to all the brothers of Baihutang and Gray Butcher: "I, Bloody Mandala, am not the richest in the Sin Continent, but there is absolutely no one richer than us in the ten cities affiliated with Sin. Brothers, we
Whether we can become richer depends on whether everyone can return triumphantly."
Qi Ling stood beside Mo Han: "Are you really not going to take more people with you?"
Mo Han shook his head: "That's enough. This is the most powerful group of people in our Bloody Mandala. If we all leave and never come back, then it will be useless no matter how many people go. Besides, after I took them away, the Bloody Mandala
Datura will never be quiet, there will be many hyenas jumping on it, and there will be many
Flies and vultures also come smelling the fishy smell, and they are no safer than us. Moreover, you have to dedicate most of your manpower to search for the ruins and explore the ruins. If we, the Bloody Mandala, want to be truly fast and powerful, we have to rely on everything in the ruins. Remember
Don’t take any chances, the uncertain ruins are waiting for me when I come back!”
Mo Han handed the war boats in his hands to Lan Xiang and Gong'er respectively, and watched silently as Baihutang and Gray Butcher's knife landed. Gray Butcher's knife still only had 300 people in its establishment, but these 300 people were the weakest in cultivation.
All of them have reached the Great Perfection of War Masters, and the ten captains have reached the early stage of War King. Gong Er himself is one step short of the Great Perfection of War King and can be promoted to the next level.
At first glance, it seems that only Mo Han has the lowest cultivation level. However, Mo Han's cultivation level cannot be judged by common sense, and Mo Han's cultivation level has reached a bottleneck. As long as there is an opportunity, he can be promoted to the second level of the Holy War Realm.
He is a small realm master. And as soon as he is promoted, he will reach the Dzogchen of this small realm.
There were a total of thirteen war boats to conquer the Le family, each with a hundred men. Mo Han Lanxiang Gong'er stood on the front war boat, without any cover or any hidden intention. He opened the bloody mandala.
The manor's formation rose directly into the sky and headed towards Hexiang Town, the base camp where the Le family was located, at high speed.
As Mo Han returned to the Blood Mandala Manor with everyone from the Blood Mandala Chamber of Commerce, leaving an empty building in the ten affiliated cities, many people had already thought that something big was about to happen. Therefore, whether it was Sin City or major cities
Aristocratic families or casual cultivators all flocked here to see what Bloody Mandala was going to do.
I don’t know whether their movements were too slow or Bloody Mandala’s movements were too fast. When they just arrived outside the Bloody Mandala Manor, they saw thirteen warships, the best warships produced by the Sinful Continent, flying in the air.
Flying up and galloping away into the distance.
Many monks wanted to see who were on the war boats, and immediately released their spiritual consciousness to cover the war boats. However, when their spiritual consciousness had just approached the war boats, they had not yet felt everything on the war boats, and an extremely
The powerful anger rushed out from the war boat, directly shattering the consciousness that wanted to explore the reality.
At the same time, a phantom of a white tiger with two wings appeared out of thin air above the thirteen war boats, roaring upwards to the sky, looking down at the crowd below with wide red eyes.