Douluo seizes the sea god and starts to attack the Wuhun Temple

Within the Eastern Region.

The city closest to the Evil Emperor is Qinglian City.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar walked in first.

"Not bad, there are so many monks in this city."

Ma Hongjun held his shoulders with his hands and glanced lazily at the bustling Qinglian City in front of him.

"It's a pity, they are just a bunch of ants."

Oscar smiled coldly. He had followed the Evil Emperor for a long time, and his horizons had become very broad.

As the two of them glanced around, they found that among these people, most of the weakest ones were in the realm of divine masters.

However, their strength had already been elevated to the level of gods by the Evil Emperor after Heavenly Court annexed Beiminghai.

"Oscar, let's go, follow me into the city and have some fun."

Ma Hongjun smiled playfully.

"Then let's have some fun."

Oscar looked cold as he and Ma Hongjun walked side by side towards Qinglian City.

"Go and call the best fighter among you in this city to me!"

Ma Hongjun flew up to the sky in the center of Qinglian City, overlooking the countless people below, and said with a disdainful smile: "Today, young master, I am going to kill everyone!"

"Who are you! You are so impudent that you dare to run wild in our Qinglian City!"

"You two are so arrogant. You really don't know how to write the word "death"!"

"You arrogant person, come down quickly and die!"

After hearing the arrogance of Ma Hongjun and Oscar, countless people in Qinglian City became furious.

"Haha, Ma Hongjun, look, these ants are still angry?"

In the sky, Oscar smiled disdainfully.

Ma Hongjun also smiled, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and without even looking at the ants below, he said calmly: "Can ants also get angry?"

"If you have the guts, come up and fight!"

Oscar hit it off immediately and immediately changed the topic and shouted coldly to a group of angry monks below.

"You two ignorant bastards, please stop making noise and let me meet you!"

In Qinglian City, a young monk couldn't stand it anymore. He was so angry at the arrogance of Ma Hongjun and his two men that his eyes were constantly burning.

Boom!

With a wave of his hand, the young monk unleashed a burst of powerful spiritual power and headed towards Ma Hongjun.

"How dare you, a little ant in the divine realm, show off in front of me?"

Ma Hongjun sneered and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, a flame rose up, and the surrounding void was quickly burned. In just an instant, it exploded towards the man.

Ahhhh!

Before the young groom came into contact with Ma Hongjun, he was burned to ashes, not even a scrap was left!

"Hahaha, is this all you have? It's just embarrassing to show it."

Ma Hongjun raised his hair up handsomely and said with a sarcastic smile.

"Damn fat man, don't be so arrogant and let me kill you!"

At this time, a purple stream of light suddenly appeared in Qinglian City.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man in purple robes flying into the void instantly, with endless spiritual power all over his body, reaching the peak level of a divine master.

"He is the Purple Sword cultivator from Qinglian City! It is said that he can only draw one sword in his life, and if he doesn't draw it, he will see red! There has never been a time when he missed!"

Someone recognized the man's identity at a glance.

"Kill these two madmen!"

Countless monks below were cheering for the Purple Sword monk, wishing that Ma Hongjun and Oscar would be killed with one sword.

"Draw out your sword!"

Ma Hongjun spoke up.

The purple sword monk was about to draw his sword when Oscar killed him with one palm.

This palm seems to have the power to create the world!

In the midst of lightning and flint, he took off the head of the purple sword monk.