Chapter 582 Ilvester

"Your son is crazy! How dare you challenge all the young geniuses in Wujiang Tianjie."

"That's not madness, it's called self-confidence." Ansor replied in a light tone as he looked at the blazing goddess who was beaten by him and had bruises on his face.

"Do you have the strength to challenge the entire Boundless Heaven Realm?" The legendary blazing goddess, who had understood why he was suddenly found and beaten by Ansor, asked a little depressed, just because his surname was Raphael.

"You can try!" Ans Orr replied, he knew it was difficult, although the Titans were powerful, if they searched the entire boundless heaven, there were not many creatures that could be enemies with them. At the very least, in this cloud city where he is now, this blazing goddess is in front of him.

"Hey, you're not sure, but why do you think your son can do it?" asked the blazing goddess who was beaten.

"He has already defeated the eight-winged blazing goddess in your clan by leaps and bounds. Do you think he can't do this?" Ans Orr asked back. If he denied it, it would mean that the blazing gods were too weak.

"If you have a battle at the same level, there is such a possibility." After thinking about it, although he was very unwilling, the blazing goddess was still very unwilling to admit, "But don't be too complacent, your son must challenge first. Only after everyone in the family is eligible to continue to challenge the geniuses from the entire heaven."

"Didn't Lord Aldiba just say it? The genius who challenged your Blazing Gods is just warming up."

"Warm up?" Although Aldiba really said that, but that's not what he meant, so the owner of this city in the cloud quit, "Elixiu is only at the bottom of all the eight wings, and there are other The two are stronger than him, and your son was probably knocked down before he finished warming up!"

"The same eight wings, how can they be stronger? Oh, by the way, if you really don't like my son, you can also suppress the realm strength and go up to try." A smile appeared on Ansor's face , looking at the blazing goddess on the opposite side, there are only three pairs of wings behind him.

"It's just a junior, I don't even bother to bully him."

"It sounds good, because I'm afraid of losing." Ans Orr teased, "Don't worry, you only have six wings, all eight wings are lost, and no one will laugh at you if you lose."

"Ansor!" The city lord in the cloud roared, and took up his weapon to fight with Ansor again.

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"His Royal Highness Ilvestre!" A group of six-winged holy light angels descended into a small world through a teleportation array, and found the Seraphim standing on the corpse of a dragon monster.

That ferocious three-headed dragon, a flying dragon, has no forelimbs, two tails, a huge body like a mountain, and has a strong smell of blood on its body. I don't know how many creatures it slaughtered to accumulate this terrible blood, but unfortunately it is at this time. It has fallen into a pool of blood, all three dragon heads have been chopped off, and all three hearts have been smashed, but even so, it has not completely died, and there are still signs of life.

"What's the matter?" The blood-stained Ilvestre looked at the team of Holy Light Angels who had descended, and there was an irresistible look of exhaustion between his eyebrows. He fought the three evil dragons for three months. It only wiped out its vitality and killed it, but the central area of ​​this world was completely shattered because of this, and it was reduced to a dead place with no vitality. I don’t know how long it will take to recover.

"His Royal Highness, the name of the Titans is Murray..." The angel of the Holy Light who descended told Michaelella's brother about Murray one by one.

Ilvester, the legendary Seraph for more than 30 years.

"Muria, I have the impression that the mixed blood of the Titan and the Dragon King, hmph, if you want to defeat all the geniuses in the boundless world, pass me first!" Ilvestre's eyes were full of evil spirits.

"Your Highness, do you need to rest for a few days?" The Angels of Light looked at the corpse of the dragon that Ilvestre stepped on, and their eyes were filled with awe. Such a barren world can actually breed such a powerful dragon life. , a miracle.

"No need." Ilvestre waved the sword in his hand and threw away all the blood on it. A dragon slayer who bathes in the blood of a dragon won't happen to him, it's something that can only happen to a human whose life level is too low. Dragon blood can only make him feel uncomfortable, but he has a cleanliness addiction.

What's more, the three-headed dragon he cut was the original dragon species of this world, and it had nothing to do with the giant dragon in Erathia, but was somewhat similar in appearance. I don't know how this small world was born.

However, there will be no second one in a short period of time. This dragon has devoured most of the extraordinary power and resources of this world, resulting in no creatures that can fight against it. Therefore, in the savior of Ilvester Before the advent, the natives of this world lived a life of fear every day.

"Go back directly, but I want to see how this half-blooded Titan has the confidence to hit my sister's idea after fifty years?" Ilvestre snorted coldly.

"Your Highness, calm down! His Royal Highness Elixiu is defeated, you should be more cautious."

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"The blazing gods below six wings don't come up to waste time, okay?" On a white stone arena shaped by the king of the mountains, Morea in the form of a titan flipped a four-winged blazing god with one hand. Some reluctantly said that this is the fifth four-wing who came up to challenge him.

"Don't you have a little bit of self-knowledge? Or do you want the four wings to come up one by one to consume my physical strength, and then let the six or eight wings come up to defeat me."

Morea didn't look at the blazing gods who couldn't get up for a long time on the ground, but looked at the blazing gods outside the ring and the holy light angels who just came to watch the battle.

Although the arena he is currently in was shaped by the Dragon King of the Mountains, other blazing gods and epics have also added the power of rules. All creatures who step into this arena will be banned from part of their power. whichever side shall prevail.

If the person who steps into the ring is a second-order soul will, then Moreya's strength level will be suppressed to the same level, and his physique will also be limited, and his strength can only play a small part. Of course, his body His defensive ability remains unchanged, which is what his original legendary body should have.

Coupled with the combat experience, Morea really can't think of why he will lose? Those guys who are weaker than him, do they think they can beat him by pulling him to the same level? What a joke.

Morea found that there are quite a lot of pretentious, or extremely narcissistic guys in the Blazing God Race.