Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"Now, the second round begins!"

Following Tang Chen’s words, the red blood glow surging around him began to boil, and slowly spread to the Shura magic sword with flashing blood patterns. In the next instant, the blood glow on this epee continued to extend. , Instantly turned into a **** long knife more than ten meters long.

His eyes, as deep as a black hole, slowly narrowed, looking at Ma Hongjun, who was slowly stabilizing above the sky. In the background of the pure black pupils, the pattern composed of countless blood-colored lines was fleeting.

"Before the consciousness is different, and the Shura blood sword that was displayed... is a little bit worse. The power of that level seems to make you misunderstand. Now, just understand it. It comes from the true God of Shura. Power it!"

At the same time as this dull but extremely domineering voice came out, Tang Chen's long knife made of **** light lay across, and the **** sword wind roared into pieces, cutting the sky into black cracks.

Feeling the power that was constantly permeating not far away, Ma Hongjun's complexion became more and more condensed, and the flame-like background color in the golden red eyes began to fluctuate continuously.

"It's... a familiar feeling."

Slowly raising his hand, Ma Hongjun briefly moved his wrist, and the divine consciousness fluctuations swept across the space around him. When he caught the dark red trace of power like his divine natural enemy, he finally let out a sigh of relief. .

"True, Shura supernatural power."

"Suffer!"

The magic pattern on his forehead was radiant and generous, and Tang Chen raised the Shura Demon Sword that turned into a heavenly sword in his hand, and slammed it out towards Ma Hongjun floating in the sky in the distance. The blood-red blade light cut through the sky, splitting the space into slender and dense traces.

Compared with Tang Chen's previous attacks, this blow might not be so powerful, but Ma Hongjun, who was opposite him, had a completely different feeling.

The phoenix divine power originally contained in the body, under the **** light, became wilted like never before, and it was even extremely difficult to mobilize it.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun recalled the tall figure of the two gods who fought against the two gods ten thousand years ago.

Unlike only one corpse in the God Realm, whose power is only the superficial "Tang San", what Tang Chen showed at this moment was the essence of the true God of Shura.

As one of the five law enforcement agents of the God Realm, the existence with the strongest single combat power, as early as the beginning of the God Realm, the authority and dignity of the God Realm's power has been carved into the most fundamental of the laws of the God Realm. As a **** king-level powerhouse, he can undoubtedly judge most gods.

At this moment, what Ma Hongjun was facing was a blow that slashed his body, mind, and even the position of God.

That is, the real Shura Blood Sword.

Struggling to mobilize the divine power in the body, when the blow was getting closer and closer, near him, a hidden old old man gritted his teeth, clenched his palm, as if under great pressure, slowly said:

"In the name of Ling Zhou, ancestor Ma Hongjun, please be sure to win!"

The red lines flashed on the back of his hand. In the Shrek Academy in the distance, Beibei who was staying in the Sea God Pavilion suddenly raised his palm and looked at the back of his hand, which was missing a Lingshu.

"Is the situation endangered to this extent? Even the ancestor Ma Hongjun, who is a god, cannot completely win the victory with a shot. Do I still need to rely on the power of Ling Shu? But..."

She lowered her eyes slightly, and Beibei's eyes flashed with lonely brilliance.

"Xiaoya..."

…………

"male!"

It is not unreasonable for Lingshu to be described in the story as the key to turning defeat into victory. After receiving the power from Lingshu, Ma Hongjun's eyes, who had been sluggish with light all over his body, shined brightly, and the terrifying divine power surged like a volcano that erupted. Out.

The flames all over the sky reversed and blended into Ma Hongjun's palm. At this moment, his palm was like a cast of gold, exuding shining brilliance, and he pressed it heavily towards the blood-colored sword light.

The golden color and the blood color collided together in an instant, there was no scene of upheaval, the sky at this moment seemed to be still, and only the super Douluo level powerhouse watching below could barely perceive the danger.

The flames of the phoenix, in another level that Title Douluo couldn't reach at all, collided with Shura divinely. Although the power of God Shura was extremely powerful, facing Ma Hongjun, who possessed abundant divine power, he was unable to gain the upper hand for a while, and he was constantly obliterated.

"Did you also use Lingshu?"

Looking at Ma Hongjun, who was stagnant in the air not far away, Tang Chen's black crystal-like eyes were filled with flames of war.

The power of the previous ring explosion was wiped out in that blow, but Tang Chen ignored the pain in his body. At the same time, he burst into laughter, in the spirit ring spinning behind his back, a round of black once again broken.

The halo melted into Tang Chen's body, and the spirit ring of this higher age undoubtedly brought stronger power.

The twisted red light rose again, lighting up the power in the Shura Demon Sword once again.

"The blow was caught, so what now?"

The magnificent blade light once again dyed the sky red. This time, the world finally couldn't bear such a force. This piece of space shattered in an instant, and both Tang Chen and Ma Hongjun sank into the endless void.

Here, although the phoenix divine power and the Shura divine power still made the endless space turbulence turbulent, they were unable to cause greater damage.

until……

"Finally...finally found an opportunity..."

The piercing and sharp voice sounded in vain in their ears, and then, endless chills enveloped Tang Chen's body in an instant.

The turbulent Shura's divine power can't play any role at this moment. Black silk threads made of some kind of material gush out from Shura's magic sword and even the sword pattern on her forehead, and I don't know when it has completely surrounded her.

"This...what the **** is this?!"

Tang Chen tore the thread fiercely, but he could only watch the thing entangle his body tighter and tighter. The endless thread rushed, forming a strange humanity above her head.

Seeing that his struggle didn't work, Tang Chen gritted his teeth, and the remaining spirit rings suddenly exploded. The ascending Shura's divine power even surpassed the level of a first-level **** in an instant.

But everything was useless. The weird silk thread seemed to be born from Shura's divine power, and the rising power was consumed in an instant. In her horrified gaze, the endless thread instantly condensed and turned into a handsome figure.

"you……"

Tang Chen's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils trembled unnaturally. But even more shocked than her, it was Ma Hongjun not far away.

"This...this is impossible! You, you actually..."

Seeing Ma Hongjun's shocked expression, he tilted his head slightly, revealing a very twisted and weird smile.

"Fat man, I really want to thank you."

Its simulated, dead-sea-like eyes drooping without the slightest fluctuations, the mouth grows bigger and bigger, gradually reaching the base of the ears.

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to find this place with endless food. Me, in that ghost place, it's really... too hungry..."