Chapter 585: Hate the Dragon Race

"Thirty-eight winged feathered dragon," Morea's eyes lit up slightly, revealing a high-spirited fighting intent. Like the plutonium dragon and the blue diamond dragon, the thirty-eight-winged feathered dragon belongs to the abomination-level dragon family. This is a dragon family whose bloodline is stronger than that of the legendary dragons. They are arrogant and ignore almost anyone except the ancient gods , especially the new gods, who are especially contemptuous.

Thirty-eight pterosaurs have thirty-eight wings as the name suggests: three pairs on the outside of the auricle; three on the back; three on the tail; one on the chest; one on the back of the shoulders; the limbs Each of the wrists and elbows has a pair; the last two pairs are longer than the shoulders and hips, respectively.

Thirty-eight pterosaurs belong to Iguanodon, more like a bird than a dragon, because instead of scales, they are covered with rich feathers. In addition, its head does not have horns, but instead has a bird-like crest. Thirty-eight pterosaurs also had pecks and claws like those of large carnivorous birds.

"Son of the Holy Wing Lasimiyar!" Ilvester, who was repairing, also noticed this menacing feathered dragon, looked at its snow-white feathers, and recognized its origin, except for the one on Paradise Mountain. Yulong, he has not heard of other thirty-eight-winged feathered dragons that are pure white.

"Uncle, do you want to continue fighting?" Morea asked helplessly, "Why don't you go down, if you want to fight with me, there will be opportunities in the future, I want to try this Yulong now, Experience the power of the abomination-level dragon race."

"I haven't given up yet!" Ilvestre said coldly. He had fought with Murray with spears, swords, bows, and even melee combat with bare hands, but no one could get anyone else. Elvester is unwilling. He has practiced longer than Morea, but Titan is more talented in techniques.

"It's a draw, let's do it!" As a last resort, Morea gave in half a step. With the legendary physiques of the two of them, how long would it take him to exhaust Ilvestre to the limit? This is not a life-and-death battle, so what are you fighting for?

"Humph!" Ilvestre snorted coldly. Although the ring has suppressed his power, he still has a certain advantage in the face of Morea. He is a legendary third-order physique. If it is a real battle of the same level, he is not an opponent of Moreya, of course, not now, but he can support it for a longer time, and most of the blazing gods don't see any signs of defeat.

"If you lose in any game, leave here immediately and don't pursue my sister."

"A battle at the same level, I will not be weaker than any existence!" Morea replied confidently, "I will never lose!"

"I hope so!" Ilvestre responded, and then his eyes met on the viewing platform, Fei Yeti, the female eight-winged blazing goddess, her eyes instantly became gentle.

This is the reason why he is really willing to end the game, he just pursued in this place,

Blazing Goddess, who was about to get engaged soon, saw worry in her eyes. She didn't want her to fight any more. In addition, there was really no hope of winning, and Ilvestre took advantage of the situation.

"You are Morea?" The thirty-eight-winged dragon with pure white feathers looked at Morea, and above his head appeared three long and narrow cracks connecting the element world, and the surging elemental torrent fell from it. Submerged into his body, there was not a trace of waves.

"It's me!" Morea looked at the abominable dragon with anticipation in her eyes. Abomination Dragon is a general term that refers to the terrifying creatures born from the ancient times and left to the present. They only have respect for the ancient gods and a few existences. Most of the creatures, including the new gods, do not. in the eyes.

The complete abomination dragon can compete with the existence of gods and epics. Some powerful abomination dragons even have the record of slaughtering gods. Killed the powerful evil god in the scorching hell - the god of souls, Mokamei, so it was called the murder of souls.

However, although the abomination dragons have combat power comparable to that of the Dragon King, they are not the Dragon King. They have no source power, and they do not control the power of creation derived from the source power. They only have the destructive ability of the Dragon King level.

As for whether they can become dragon kings, it is not clear, because there is no precedent. In fact, most of the abomination dragons have left Erathia and wandered in the void, and only a few less than ten abomination dragons remain in this area. world community, and most of them are still sleeping.

The existence of abomination dragons is more similar to those planetary beasts of the void in the void. They represent the peak of the dragon's physique and are completely different from gods and epics, and they do not belong to the same system.

As for the dragon in front of Morea, it is obviously just a young abomination dragon. I don't know how it was born. Judging from Moreya's experience, the existence of this feathered dragon is very unreasonable.

However, Morea is not a scholar. He has no idea of ​​why this feathered dragon exists. In the process of reproduction of life, it is normal for some unreasonable and abnormal creatures to appear. There are many such creatures, and he is one of them. one.

"I heard that you are said to be invincible at the same level under the epic?" The young Yulong asked curiously, there was a curiosity in his eyes that did not match its strength, it was really just a young young dragon.

Similar to the most powerful legendary dragon in the legend, the Time Dragon is a legend at birth, but Morea feels that this kind of dragon does not exist, and time cannot be controlled by creatures. The gods can manipulate time in the kingdom of gods, but that is limited to the kingdom of gods, and in the final analysis, it is only the movement of anti-matter, and it cannot be regarded as a real time retrospective.

"I've never called myself this way." Morea directly vetoed. In the vast world, God knows what kind of existence will be born. Morea doesn't feel that his existence is unique. Invincible at the same level, he feels unqualified, "but I hope I can have this title one day."

"Oh, I wish you success." After speaking, the feathered dragon leisurely drew a graceful arc in the air, and was about to leave. From beginning to end, it ignored those blazing gods and dragon kings, except for the ancient gods. There is nothing that can make them salute.

"Wait a minute, aren't you going to fight with me?" Morea was a little stunned. He forced his uncle back and vacated the arena. As a result, this Yulong said a few words to leave, and there was no fight at all. I mean, it's embarrassing.

"I'm not interested! I'm just here to see what an arrogant guy like you looks like." The young thirty-eight-winged feathered dragon responded lazily.