Chapter 586 Admit Defeat for Freedom

"If you can defeat him, I will open my treasure trove and let you choose three items at will." Just as the young feathered dragon was about to leave, the blazing god above the arena was hidden with a half-planet. Rudiba opened his mouth, tempting a dragon with treasure, absolutely right.

"It's really up to me to choose?" The young Yulong moved, raised his head and asked. Thirty-eight-winged dragons have little interest in fighting, but they won't shy away from fighting either.

"Of course, the premise is that you can defeat him!" Aldiba pointed to Morea, hating the power of dragons, of course he knew something, he had "fortunately" fought the feathered dragon in heaven.

"No problem!" The thirty-eight-winged feathered dragon directly transformed into a white rainbow and entered the arena, but as soon as it entered, a chain of laws appeared from the sky and fell into its body, suppressing its strength and its closeness to light. of extreme speed.

"To suppress the strength." The young Yulong muttered, slightly dissatisfied, it hated restraint.

Thirty-eight winged dragons have an elusive and fickle personality. They are habitual wanderers, live in no fixed place, and like to be alone, never staying in the same place for long periods of time. They yearn for freedom and like to travel between worlds.

"What a fast speed!" Morea looked at Yulong with a dignified expression on his face. When the speed reached an extreme, it would be invincible. No attack could hit them, or even catch up with them.

"Bang!" As soon as the battle started, a huge crash sounded. Morea, who had already picked up the Nebula Chain, looked strangely at the Thirty-Eight-Winged Feather Dragon who was rolling with teary eyes on the clean and tidy arena. It hurts.

Morea could see everything just now. After this feathered dragon entered the arena, he tried to travel through space. This is its innate ability, which is as natural as the breath of a mortal.

However, because the space has been reinforced by the Chitian God and the Dragon King, it is impossible to break through without their equal strength, so it is like an ordinary person who directly hits an iron wall without any precautions.

"Pain! Pain! Pain!" Yu Long pitifully rolled on the ring for a while, then slowly flew up. During the period, Morea did not attack once, and he was not finished with victory, and he had to subdue others.

"Are you ready?" Moria asked with a smile. The nebula chain in his hand was ready to move. It and the Spear of the Sun were aimed at this kind of enemy with extreme speed that Moria's vision was difficult to catch with mental power. cast.

"Hey!" Yulong made a strange cry, which didn't sound like a giant dragon's roar at all, but instead had an ethereal feeling of a bird's chirping.

Then its body directly turned into a white rainbow and shot towards Morea,

Because Morea's eyes can't keep up with its speed, Yulong is a white light in his eyes.

This little loathsome dragon was so reckless that he used his body as a weapon and slammed into Morea, so fast that he didn't have time to defend and smashed directly onto him. Then, with him, he crashed into the light wall on the edge of the ring.

"Cough!" Moreya suffered double damage in an instant. A mouthful of golden blood spurted out, and his body was damaged by shock. No matter how strengthened his internal organs were, they couldn't compare with musculoskeletal muscles.

Although Yulong has a dragon body that matches its extreme speed, it is not very pleasant to hit it like this. Morea is too hard for it. At least at this stage, it cannot tear Murray apart. Ya's armor.

"Bastard!" A single impact caused Moreya to suffer more damage than the previous combined. How could Morea endure it? He grabbed the edge of Yulong's auricle, which was battered. With only a wing, he flicked the Nebula Chain and wrapped it around it, then took out the Spear of the Sun and stabbed it into its body.

Like a needle piercing the cowhide, Morea felt a huge sense of blockage while holding the Sunstrike Spear. He only pierced a very short section, and the dragon's body was unimaginably strong.

The pain of being pierced by the body caused the feathered dragon to screech sharply, open its beak, which is not much different from that of a bird, and bite the arm of Morea that held the Spear of the Sun, and slammed it down heavily.

Morea's huge body was rotated by it and smashed into the arena. The fine white stones scattered and splashed. Morea smashed a huge pit with a radius of 300 meters, but just as the feathered dragon made a long cry of pride At that time, Morea pulled the nebula chain wrapped around his arm at one end, and pulled Yulong along with it and smashed it onto the ring.

hold head high! After seeing the feathered dragon landing, Morea changed into the form of a dragon, let out a roar, rushed up, and began to engage in the most direct and primitive melee melee combat of dragons, bloody and cruel, full of a kind of violent beauty.

The pure white feathers were flying like a blizzard, but Morea was smashed by the feather dragon and vomited blood, and the ground was also soaked in the scorching dragon blood, which looked extremely cruel.

The two giant beasts fought fiercely in the arena. The arena, which was like a small floating land, kept trembling, and cracks appeared and healed. If it was in the small material world, it would be a world-annihilation. Level disasters, natural disaster level earthquakes, thunderstorms, hurricanes, and sky fires are just the embellishments of the battle between these two giant beasts. The energy aftermath of each collision can form a natural disaster that is enough to destroy a city.

Compared with this feathered dragon, Morea does not have a slender tail. With a body size of more than 100 meters, not only is it not dominant, but it is at a disadvantage. Fortunately, although the feathered dragon shocked Moreya a lot He vomited blood for the second time, but he couldn't break the defense of Morea's armor, which made Yulong go crazy.

"I admit defeat, stop fighting, you let go of my wings!"

When the weather is fine after rain, the fresh and refreshing smell pours into Morea's nose. This is the smell of Yulong's body. It smells very good. After hearing Yulong's words, Morea was slightly taken aback, and then slowly let go of his mouth and let go. The blood-stained dragon teeth marks were clearly visible on the wings that he had bitten on.

"Is this admitting defeat?" Morea asked differently.

"That's right, fighting with you is too frustrating for dragons, so I won't fight." As a feathered dragon who likes to fly, he was actually entangled by another dragon with chains and dragged to the ground for melee combat. Yulong was deeply disgusted.

This arena is too friendly for it, the "small" space has no room for its speed at all, there are too many restrictions, it doesn't like it very much.

"Okay, there is a chance to continue fighting!" Yulong was unhappy, but Morea was very happy. It's been a long time since he met a dragon who could compete with him in melee combat. Naturally, he was happy to see it.