Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"The battle is over? No, it's just started now!"

Listening to the plain but maddening words of the Holy Emperor, Ma Hongjun's golden-red eyes narrowed slightly, and some waves were finally brewing in the calm background.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the Holy Emperor, at this moment in Shrek City, the Holy Spirit taught everyone who had thought that the Holy Emperor had failed and was about to run away, their bodies stiffened, and once again returned to their involvement with the Shrek elders. Only the girl hiding in a certain position slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay. But..."

Looking up at the sky, looking at the saint emperor who was completely different from her own impression, her eyes were full of doubts.

"Why... it feels like you have completely changed a person?"

Not only Tang Ya in Shrek City, even Ma Hongjun was very concerned about the changes of the Saint Emperor at this moment. It was different from the evil spirit that was permeated before, with the smell of blood, like a big villain. After the weird mask shattered, the other person's temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes, just like a different person.

In contrast to this change, the fact that the Saint Emperor was able to escape from his moves before was not so concerned.

The scarlet light slowly dissipated, and only Qingming remained in the black eyes of the holy emperor at this moment. Her hand grasped Ma Hongjun's arm, and in the shocked gaze of the other party, she actually relied on brute force to slowly break his arm back.

"The power of the gods is nothing more than that?"

"boom--!"

Feeling the overwhelming murderous aura, the alarm bell in Ma Hongjun's heart that hadn't been sounded since it descended on the mainland began to ring again.

Unbelievable, really unbelievable, as a spirit master of the evil camp, after being baptized with the flames of divine power, not only did he not weaken, but the aura that bloomed from his body rose exponentially, as if it was endless. Promotion.

This is not Ma Hongjun's illusion, but he really saw that the red light around the Saint Emperor's body that was protecting her began to overflow, and the phoenix flame that was actually oppressing his body slowly retreated.

At this moment, his divine consciousness really froze for a moment, thinking that the one standing in front of him was the real God of Asura...

The flames all over his body suddenly oscillated, shaking away the palm of the Saint Emperor. Ma Hongjun waved the phoenix wings behind him, and took his body back several tens of meters before he stopped in the air and looked at the opponent with awe-inspiring eyes.

As a true god, Ma Hongjun's spiritual consciousness has long surpassed the limitations of the Douluo Continent and reached the realm of "shenzhen". Therefore, at this moment when he locked the divine sense on the holy emperor, he naturally found a difference.

What haunts the Saint Emperor's body is still the murderous aura produced by the Killing God Realm. But unlike before, no matter how refined the Saint Emperor was at that time, the essence of the domain still contained blood and evil auras that could not be swayed away.

But at this moment, as the evil aura on his body dissipated, the murderous aura on the Saint Emperor's body not only did not weaken, but rose geometrically like his strength, and it still hasn't stopped until now...

Not only that, he even felt a familiar realm in the opponent, that is a realm that only a true **** or a blessed person can step into, that is-divine consciousness!

Is this the so-called Holy Grail War? No wonder there is such a big tone, that all wishes can be realized bluntly, but now it seems that it won't be that simple...

"I have pursued the mighty power of countless gods, but lost myself at the last moment. Even if I become a hero, I still can't get rid of this situation. It's really sad."

Before leaving to start the offensive, the "Holy Emperor" looked at Ma Hongjun who was pushing away, and a sigh flashed in his black eyes. "In the end, being able to spend a good time with her is a worthwhile life."

After speaking, the "Holy Emperor" took a deep breath, the originally slightly hideous palms turned green and white as jade, and suddenly grasped the blood-colored epee that did not match the size of the body, and the whole body's aura became thick and heavy in a moment, like a mountain that cannot be shaken. .

At this moment, the aura that bloomed up and down his whole body turned out to be unspeakable. A red phantom full of infinite murderous intent flashed behind him, and the epee in his palm was outrageously condensed into a hammer shape, a huge and extremely huge handle. The red giant hammer, the giant hammer shining with countless magnificent magic patterns!

The strange thing is that after the appearance of the giant hammer, it quickly changed, just in the blink of an eye, the hammer body seemed to melt, and it was transformed into a **** giant sword with a length of more than two meters. The difference from before is that at this moment the breath on this heavy sword is completely connected with the "Holy Emperor" itself, and the breath it emits has become unparalleled thick and sharp.

But at this moment, Ma Hongjun's attention was not in the slightest on the change in her breath. The moment the blood-colored heavy hammer appeared in her hand, Ma Hongjun's eyes suddenly widened.

"This is... the Clear Sky Hammer? Who are you... on earth?!"

Listening to Ma Hongjun's question, the "Holy Emperor" smiled loudly, waved the epee in his hand, and made bursts of sound.

"You can recognize the Clear Sky Hammer at a glance. It seems that you and the Clear Sky School are not too small... However, since it is the Holy Grail War, it is better not to care about all the previous relationships at this moment."

"In this battle, the winner takes all, and the loser is only the food for the winner to promote. In order to prevent our battle from losing the fun, we still wait until the battle is over, and we will break it down..."

"Now, enjoy the battle!"

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red!

Nine spirit rings gleaming with red blood rose from behind the "Holy Emperor", coiling around the blood-colored epee in her hand, echoing each other, revealing a power far beyond Limit Douluo.

Obviously it hasn't reached the limit of true gods, but for some reason, in Ma Hongjun's spiritual knowledge, the spirit power circulating in the opponent's body is no weaker than some priests in the gods, and even far beyond the quality.

Listening to the words in the other party's mouth, Ma Hongjun was silent for a moment, but shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "I owe it to consideration. In this Holy Grail war, only victory is what I should consider. Regardless of any doubts, Sure enough, it would be better to fight a game and ask..."

At this moment, the rules of flames gathered more and more, and the oppressive Douluo Continent World screamed overwhelmedly. Ma Hongjun was bathed in the boiling flames, like a fire **** who controls thousands of flames, looking at the woman on the opposite side.

"Then come on, the one who is close to the gods!"