Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

　　 I don't know when it started, such a rumor appeared in Shrek City.

　　 It is said that hundreds of thousands of years ago, the era when the gods walked on the earth. At that time, the giant dragon was the ruler of the mainland. Soul beasts with dragon bloodline spread all over the Douluo star. Whether it was the forest, the sky, or the sea, the dragon was the strongest.

　　I don’t know why, those high gods and the dragon race who are the overlords of the mainland have fought a long battle. In that battle, the gods bleed, the dragon **** fell, and the blood of the gods and dragons stained the earth.

After this battle, the truly powerful dragon clan was completely dead. The two rulers formed by the split of the Dragon God, the Golden Dragon King with power and the Silver Dragon King with wisdom, were sealed by the gods, and the other was missing, leaving only those Dragons whose cultivation bases are not at the **** level are lingering on the stars like Douluo.

　　 After this, most of the gods returned to their own world, leaving only a handful of gods living on Douluo star to guard, in order to prevent the resurgence of the remaining dragon race.

　　 But they worry more. The dragons that have lost several pillars are getting weaker and weaker. Not only is it extremely difficult for the pure blood dragons to produce offspring, but even the half-blooded dragons that were originally shot and quasi are becoming more and more difficult to produce. Although the Dragon Clan is still the well-deserved overlord on the Douluo Continent, they seem to be...weak visible to the naked eye.

　　 Finally, tens of thousands of years ago, a creature that resembled gods and soul beasts was born after countless mutations. They called themselves humans!

　　 The initial human race was extremely weak, even the most common and weakest ten-year spirit beast could not be beaten, but it was at the level of ordinary beasts. The only difference from ordinary beasts is that they have powerful intelligence and a unique, but seemingly ineffective talent, that is, martial arts.

　　 The human race has never known the use of martial arts. Compared with those blessed soul beasts, martial arts that have at most enhanced physical fitness look so useless. Even because it is too weak, but has an extremely powerful soul and aura, a human race is one of the favorite foods of soul beasts.

　　 Until... the first soul master with innate soul power was born.

　　 By chance, this human genius hunted down an extremely weak one-hundred-year-old soul beast, and absorbed the soul ring produced by the soul beast without a teacher. From this moment on, Human Race embarked on a new chapter, and a new profession called Soul Master was born.

　　The gods who remained on the earth saw the potential of the human race. They predicted that the increasingly weak dragon race was destined to withdraw from the stage of history. At that time, the Human Race will sweep through all obstacles and become the new mainland co-owner!

　　 The gods returned to the God Realm, and the human race on the Douluo Continent began to strive for self-improvement. In this reckless era, the mark of the gods is not as hard to find as in the future. In the secret place where dragon blood and sacred blood are intertwined, humans with deep blessings have been inherited by gods, and the first **** born in the mainland of Douluo was born!

　　From this moment on, the dragon clan still slowly fell into the altar after all, and the new overlord is about to rise.

　　 Although the Douluo Continent is huge, after all, it can't really carry those newly born gods who don't know how to converge their strength for a long time. In order to prevent possible accidents and to protect the human race that was still a little weak at that time, the gods used their immense power and the origin of Douluo Xing to create the so-called wishing machine that can realize all wishes-the holy grail!

Even the gods themselves are shocked by their creations. Every 10,000 years, the holy grail that draws on the original power of the planet and the power of the gods will appear. It will select seven qualified creatures as its masters, and summon the existence of history and nothingness. The phantoms of the heroic spirits, that is, the followers, fight with each other. Only the master who has defeated the other six followers can obtain the Holy Grail, break through the shackles of the ninety-nine level, and become a new god.

The original **** of the sea, the **** of Shura, the new sea **** of Tang San... and so on, these gods that existed in legends were all ascended to the realm of the gods because of the Holy Grail War, and the battle even ten thousand years ago was caused by the Holy Grail War. of.

　　 Not only that, even those fierce beasts inexplicably unable to participate in the situation in the mainland, can only be silent for ten thousand years, it is caused by the power of the Holy Grail.

　　 And now, the Holy Grail is about to wake up again, and the new Holy Grail War is about to begin!

Holding the Coke cup and feeling the bubbling of the bubbles in his mouth, Di Tian was sitting in the fast food restaurant, watching a few Shrek cubs on the side table discussing the Holy Grail War with excitement, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Facing the face of cold sweat in front of Meng Zhoudao:

　　 "How's it doing? Shrek didn't notice it, right?"

　　 "Please rest assured."

Meng Zhou wiped the cold sweat on his head and said respectfully: "The boss left a lot of space belts, plus the misin and ancient characters you provided. We forged a lot of'ancient books'. Even real masters can’t tell the truth.”

"only……"

　　 Having said that, he took a peek at the Di Tian of Ken Burger, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

　　 I really don’t know why this beast **** would like to eat this kind of fast food...

　　 After spitting out in his heart, he then asked: "Does this so-called Holy Grail War... really exist?"

　　 Even if Meng Zhou knew in his heart that this kind of thing could not exist, but listening to the living fossil of Di Tian talking about this kind of thing seriously, his heart would inevitably be a little shaken.

　　 "Fake? Really?"

　　 Ditian put down the half-eaten hamburger in his hand, slowly raised his head, and his golden eyes looked directly at Meng Zhou.

　　 "It doesn't matter. Even if everyone knows that this is fake, as long as the Holy Grail War really exists, then no one can refute this legend."

　　 After hearing Ditian's words, Meng Zhou raised his head in disbelief, and said in shock: "Is there really a Holy Grail War?!"

　　 Raising his hand to block the spread of Meng Zhou’s voice, Di Tian looked at the three thunder-like red marks on the back of his hand, was silent for a moment, and said:

　　 "Soon, you will know."

　　……

　　 In Shrek Academy, Tang Ya sat in the dormitory looking out the window in a daze, her pretty face slightly pale.

"I don't know what happened to Beibei and the others. Sister Le Xuan said that almost all the disciples in the inner courtyard of the mission were seriously injured, and the seniors could not resist. Frustration..."

"Even Xiao Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Luo Luo went. I am really useless. As the master of the Tang Sect, I am the one with the least promising future. It has been a year, and it has been more than a year since I broke through the third ring. My spirit power progress is getting slower and slower, and now it’s only level 33... I’m already in the fifth grade, I’m afraid it’s a problem whether I can graduate in the sixth grade! The fourth ring is really far away from me. ."

　　 Speaking to herself, Tang Ya is always cheerful and lively. The bright and charming face was obviously dimmed a lot.

"Dad and Mom, you died so miserably. But no one will really help us. Ten thousand years have passed, and the love ten thousand years ago has faded. Shrek Academy still remembers the contribution of Tang San’s ancestors. I’m a place to live. But what about the Clear Sky School? But there was no sound. I went to find them, but they said that the Tang Sect’s decline is inevitable. I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it! The Tang Sect must be allowed to rise, no matter how great the price is paid, it will never shrink back."

　　 Tears slid down Tang Ya's delicate face. She was only a fifteen-year-old girl, but she had already carried too much and too much burden on her shoulders.

　　 At this moment, she didn't notice that on the back of her hand, a twisted red pattern that resembled a hammer and a sword slowly appeared.