The rolling clouds are like icebergs floating on the sea, and like various palaces and pavilions made of white marble. They are connected to the long streets and new city with endless views. The golden sunshine brings out a clear outline of these silver mountains and towers.

Suddenly, two long whistles from different places came from below.

The roar was powerful and violent, and they penetrated through the sky, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to tremble.

There are more than a hundred temples in the Holy Spirit of Light. In each temple, there are strong men at the level of kings. Although there are also strengths and weaknesses among the level of kings, practitioners who can reach this level are all confident masters.

What's more, this is still the main hall of the Holy Spirit of Light, so how can people be easily and unrestrained?

Therefore, after hearing these two whistles, almost all the strong men in the temple frowned, and when they looked at each other, they were somewhat unkind.

However, just when everyone was dissatisfied, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

"Gillifield, take care of your beasts, otherwise I will strip you of your dragon skin." The voice was tepid and plain, as if it was telling a trivial matter.

However, the name he called out was so shocking.

Gillifield, Dragon Peel...

Only Lord Gillifield, the kingly genius in the dragon clan, can combine these two words together.

This red dragon has a very famous reputation and is extremely amazing in combat. All the strong men who have won the title of king have had the experience of entering the battlefield, so they know very well how terrible this red dragon is.

However, the one who speaks wildly is another person who is even more terrifying than Gillifield.

His Highness Film, known as the strongest king of the Holy Sect of Light, is recognized as the strongest man in the minds of all knight kings.

So, when he heard Filmen accuse Gillifield, everyone chose to remain silent.

Not everyone can afford these two people.

"Roar..." A roar suddenly broke out: "Philin, it was the overlord of your Holy Sect who screamed and provoked first."

If someone else was threatened in person, Gillifield would have been furious and killed. However, when facing Film, although he was angry, he still maintained a sense of rationality.

In other words, he had an instinctive awe for Film's strength.

"Your Highness Philip, the visitor is a guest, please calm down." A slightly awkward voice echoed in the air.

Most of the strong men were stunned because they had never heard this sound.

However, what puzzled them was that in the Holy Church of Light, how could anyone dare to dissuade His Highness Philip? Isn’t this a humiliation?

However, what they could not imagine was that His Highness Feilin's voice immediately sounded: "Since it is the master's intention, Feilin will not be troublesome."

Except for His Majesty the Pope and the top knight kings who had witnessed the decisive battle in the Knights' arena, the other lords of the halls were all stammering and almost couldn't even shut up their mouths.

That's His Highness Philip...

When did His Highness Philip became so easy to talk to?

If they did not recognize His Highness Philippine's voice and were very clear that no one in the Holy Sect of Light would dare to pretend to be Philippine, then they would really doubt whether His Highness Philippine had pretended to be Philippine.

"Master, which master is this? Why does His Highness Philip respect him so much?"

"Go and check which hall is the master of it."

"This master must have outstanding qualities for His Highness Philippine to respect so much.

Many kings in the palace gave instructions to ask their subordinates to find the origin of the man.

"Hmph, Master Ying Chengfeng, have you promised to let the Overlord fight Odra? Why did you refuse after I brought Odra here and refused to let go of the battle?"

The huge roar of Gillifield echoed over the Holy Church.

Although he did not dare to provoke Feilin, he still had a strong psychological advantage when facing Ying Chengfeng.

However, before he came here, he also knew that Master Ying Chengfeng was a super master who forged the Three Transformation Heavenly Viagra. Such figures were only a handful of people even in the Dragon Realm.

So, his tone was quite polite.

Ying Chengfeng laughed and said calmly: "His Highness Gillifield, Odra has been promoted to the title for nearly a hundred years. Haha, he has obtained the secret treasure of the dragon clan. It is not difficult to completely digest the bone-permeable chalcedony in a short period of time. However, my overlord has only been promoted to the title for one year. It should not be surprising that he has refined the bone-permeable chalcedony a little longer."

Although there were only two of them talking in the air, everyone was surprised after hearing this.

Odra has achieved his title for nearly a hundred years, but the Overlord has only been promoted to the title for only one year.

This is a huge gap. It is indeed inappropriate to ask for the Overlord at Odra's speed.

You know, the dragon clan is the most proud race in the world.

Gillifield stumbled twice, and suddenly realized that he could not find any rebuttal words.

Moreover, he was also shocked.

The Overlord was promoted to the title less than a year and was already strong enough to win the lead in the battle for spirit beasts. If he was given a few more years to practice and consolidate, his strength would not be inferior to the dragon clan.

He secretly wondered where Ying Chengfeng found such a powerful holy beast.

After Ying Chengfeng finished speaking, he winked at the Overlord and whispered: "You can challenge it."

"Challenge? OK." The Overlord's eyes immediately lit up. He had been following Ying Chengfeng for several months, so he naturally knew his master's temperament. After taking a deep breath, the Overlord said loudly: "Master, I have already sucked the bone-transparent chalcedony and can fight Odra."

His voice rumbling out, which actually gave people a strong feeling of wanting to be excited.

Ying Chengfeng quickly whispered: "Bao Wang, you have just refined the bone chalcedony, so why not wait for a few more months."

"Master." The Overlord immediately interrupted his voice and whispered loudly: "Fighting with Odra is also my long-cherished wish. Please make it happen to your master."

Ying Chengfeng sighed lightly, and said in an extremely helpless manner: "Okay, I'll follow you." His voice rose loudly and said: "Odra, the Overlord challenges you, do you dare to fight."

In the distance, Odra, who was temporarily living in His Highness Alice's palace, looked depressed and almost vomited a mouthful of dragon blood.

It turned out that the Overlord had just refined the bone-translucent chalcedony and had no time to consolidate his realm.

It is worth winning when fighting such a bully, but if you lose accidentally, your face will be greatly lost. However, they had previously blamed the bully for not daring to face the challenge. At this time, the bully took the initiative to challenge. If he didn't make an excuse, he would also be criticized.

Gillifield glared a few times, and he snorted angrily, saying, "Master Ying Chengfeng, Odra is waiting at any time. When you are ready, just do it."

"Okay." Ying Chengfeng's voice continued: "At noon tomorrow, we will go to the Holy Church duel arena and let the two holy beasts compete."

"We will arrive at noon tomorrow." Gillifield shouted with a gloomy face. Then, he lowered his head, looked at the powerful dragon clans who were accompanying him, and said angrily: "This Ying Chengfeng is really hateful..."

A handsome man smiled and said, "Uncle, since he was telling the truth, why bother to be angry?"

Although Gillifield has a bad temper, he loves this nephew very much because he is the most outstanding among the descendants of this dragon clan.

"Hey, Arnold, if he said nothing wrong, this overlord is indeed a powerful holy beast. Humph, I doubt whether he has the blood of our dragon clan on his body, so he can be so powerful." Gillifield sighed lightly: "It's a pity that this holy beast belongs to the light, otherwise it will become famous all over the world as the dragon clan."

A smile flashed across Arnold's handsome face and said, "Uncle, wouldn't it be too boring if all the strong men were our dragon clan?"

Gillifield was stunned, then laughed loudly and said, "You kid."

Although he was laughing and scolding, anyone who saw his expression knew that he was very happy.

Arnold turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Odra, since the gap between you and the Overlord is so big, then you must do your best in this battle."

Although Odra was arrogant, she was docile in front of him like a little sheep: "Don't worry, young master, Odra will definitely defeat the overlord."

Arnold smiled slightly and said, "Very good. If you lose, then in order not to damage the reputation of the Dragon Clan, I must appear. Hehe, but before I appear, I will definitely send you to the Dragon Clan Purgatory and let you taste the pain of purgatory."

Odra's body shivered with a shiver. He lowered his head deeply and said, "Yes."

Gillifield frowned slightly and said, "Although Arnold, Odra has inspired the power of blood and evolved into a holy dragon, it has not been long. It is not appropriate to let him go to purgatory now."

Arnold laughed in silence and said, "Uncle, look at what you said, Odra may not lose. Besides, although our Dragon Clan Purgatory is in pain, as long as we can survive, both strength and character will be greatly improved, and our future will be limitless." He glanced at Odra and said, "I think Odra hopes that he will have this opportunity."

Odra smiled bitterly and said to himself, "I am not a pervert like you." When I was just promoted to the title, I took the initiative to ask for entry into Purgatory."

It is indeed difficult for the suffering of the Dragon Clan to be purgatory except for the parties involved to imagine.

Gillifield shook his head and said, "Odra, go down and rest. We are waiting for your good news at noon tomorrow."

"As for orders, sir..."

Odra's eyes shone brightly, filled with strong self-confidence.

As the overlord who has been promoted to the title of only one year, even if he surrenders the bone-translucent chalcedony, is he still the enemy of his great duke's holy beast?

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