"Your son is crazy! he dares to challenge all the young geniuses of the Boundless Heaven Realm. ”

"That's not madness, it's confidence. Ansor looked at the Blazing Divine Descendant who was beaten by himself and still had bruises on his face, and replied in a light tone.

"Do you have the strength to challenge the entire Boundless Heavens?" asked the legendary Blazing Sky Descendant, who had already understood why he was suddenly approached and beaten by Ansor, a little depressed, because his surname was Raphael.

"You can try!" replied Ansor, he knew it was difficult, and although the Titans were powerful, if they searched the entire Boundless Realm, there were not a few creatures that could be their enemies. At the very least, the Cloud City he was in now, the Blazing God Descendant in front of him.

"Hey, you're not sure, but why do you think your son can?" asked the beaten Blazing Godborn.

"He's already overstepped the level to defeat the eight-winged Blazing Skyborn of your clan, don't you think he can do that?" Ansor asked rhetorically, if he denied it, it meant that the Blazing Skyborn was too weak.

"If you fight in the same class, there is such a possibility. After thinking about it, although he was very unwilling, this Blazing Sky Divine Descendant still admitted very unwillingly, "But don't be too complacent, your son must first challenge everyone in the clan before he is qualified to continue to challenge geniuses from the entire Heavenly Realm." ”

"Didn't Lord Arudiba just say that challenging your Blazing Divine Clan geniuses is just a warm-up. ”

"Warm up?" Although Arudiba did say so, it didn't mean that, so the owner of this Cloud City quit, "Elixiu is only at the bottom of all the eight wings, and there are two others who are stronger than him, and your son was probably knocked down in advance before he finished warming up!"

"They are both eight wings, how strong can a few of them be? Oh, by the way, if you really don't like my son, you can also suppress the realm strength and go up and try it." Ansor smiled as he looked at the Blazing Descendant opposite, with only three pairs of wings on his back.

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

"It's nice to say, I'm afraid of losing and embarrassing. Ansor teased, "Don't worry, you're just six wings, all eight wings have lost, and no one will laugh at you if you lose." ”

"Ansor!" the Lord of the Clouds roared, wielding his weapon to fight Ansor again.

......

"Your Highness Ilvestre!" a team of six-winged angels descended into a small world through the teleportation array and found the Blazing Divine Descendant standing on the corpse of a multi-headed dragon monster.

The three evil dragons of the hideous head, the flying dragon species, no forelimbs, two tails, huge as a mountain, there is a strong smell of blood on the body, I don't know how many creatures it slaughtered to accumulate this terrible blood, but unfortunately at this time it has fallen in a pool of blood, all three dragon heads have been cut off, and all three hearts have been broken, but even so, it has not completely died, there are still signs of life.

"What's the matter?" "What's the matter?" Ilvestre, covered in blood, looked at the group of angels of holy light who descended, and there was a look of exhaustion between his eyebrows, he fought with the three evil dragons for three months before he wore out its vitality and killed it, but the central region of this world was completely shattered because of this, reduced to a dead and silent place, without any life, and I don't know how long it would take to recover.

"Your Highness, the angel of light who came from the Titans named Muria...... told Michaelella's brother, Ilvestre, the legendary Seraphic Angel for more than thirty years, about Muria.

"Muria, I have the impression that the hybrid of the Titan and the Dragon King, hmph, if you want to defeat all the geniuses of the Boundless Heaven Realm, pass me first!" Ilvestre's eyes were full of anger.

"Your Highness, do you need to rest for a few days?" The angels of the Holy Light looked at the corpse of the evil dragon that was trampled under the feet of Ilvestre, their eyes were full of awe, it was a miracle that such a barren world could give birth to such a powerful dragon life.

"No, I don't have to. With a wave of his sword, Ilvestre shook off all the blood on it. The dragon slayer warrior bathing in the blood of the evil dragon would not happen to him, it was something that only happened to humans with too low life level. Dragon's blood can only make him feel uncomfortable, but he has a habit of cleanliness.

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

However, there will be no second head in the near future, this dragon has devoured most of the extraordinary power and resources of this world, so there are no creatures that can fight against it, so until the arrival of the savior of Ilvestre, the natives of this world live a life of fear every day.

"Go back directly, I want to see, after fifty years, how dare this half-blood titan dare to beat my sister's idea?" Ilvester snorted coldly.

"Your Highness, calm down! His Highness Elixiu has been defeated, you should be cautious. ”

......

"Don't waste time if you have less than six wings, okay?" In a white stone ring shaped by the King of the Mountains, Muria, who was in the form of a titan, knocked over a four-winged Blazing God Descendant with one hand, and said helplessly, this is the fifth person to come up and challenge his four wings.

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

Muria didn't look at the Blazing Divine Descendants, who couldn't get up for half a day on the ground, but at the Blazing Divine Descendants outside the ring and the Holy Light Angels who were just here to watch the battle.

Although the ring he is in now was created by the Dragon King of the Mountains, other blazing gods and epics also took action to attach the power of rules, and all creatures that step into this ring will have a part of their power banned, whichever is the weaker side.

If it is a second-order soul intent who steps into the ring, then Muria's strength level will also be suppressed to the same level, and at the same time, his physique will also be limited, and his strength can only exert a small part, of course, the defensive ability of his body will remain the same, which is the ability that his original legendary body should have.

Coupled with the combat experience, Muria really couldn't think of what he would lose for? Those guys who were weaker than him, did they think that they could defeat him by pulling him to the same level? What are you kidding?

Muria found that there were still quite a few people among the Blazing Gods who were pretentious, or extremely narcissistic.