Chapter 208: Angel's Heart

The twelve-winged angel Bitral's whole body was bathed in a golden "color" holy light, as a sub-main god-level angel, his skill is not comparable to the seraphim like Monroe, the golden "color" holy light plated Bittrar's silver-white armor with a layer of divine luster, and the twelve wings gilded with golden light behind him were extremely extended, looking particularly sacred and solemn, and the momentum of the superior made all the people present involuntarily kneel on the floor again, trembling and not daring to speak.

Qin Feng, who was confronting the twelve-winged angel Bitral, was also floating in mid-air at this moment, his bloody eyes were full of hatred and murderous aura, and a dead aura that wanted to destroy the world emanated from the image of the tall white tiger behind Qin Feng.

"Heresy, God from heaven, I want to punish you on behalf of the God of Light!" The twelve-winged angel Bitral shouted, the soul devouring spear in his hand shook a beautiful spear and pointed at Qin Feng and shouted, faintly a bit of sacredness, but from his slightly stiff expression, his inner uneasiness was exposed.

Not to mention the twelve-winged angel-level sub-main god-level Bitral, even if the sixteen-winged god king came, he would be shocked by Qin Feng's current appearance, he seemed to be a peerless demon king who had returned from the deepest part of hell, no, the demon king could no longer describe Qin Feng's appearance at the moment, perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that it was Shura.

With the smell of fishy blood, with Sen Sen's dead air, carrying his ****, his eyes red with thousands of blood, raised his long hair dyed red from the pool of blood, Sen Ran's eyes looked at the twelve-winged angel Bitral in the distance as if he was looking at a dead man.

"God said, there must be light, so there is light! God said, you have offended the power of God, so you have sent down heavenly punishment!" The twelve-winged angel Bitlar could no longer bear the murderous and dead aura emanating from Qin Feng and behind him, and the soul devouring spear in his hand danced, pointing at Qin Feng's face. yelled.

As the words of the twelve-winged angel fell, a golden thunderbolt smashed down from the nine heavens with a "boom", and smashed fiercely towards Qin Feng who was floating in mid-air, with the momentum of killing him in one fell swoop.

Floating in mid-air, the corners of Qin Feng's mouth, which seemed to be a world-destroying Shura, curved with a touch of ridicule and disdain, and his empty left hand grabbed towards the golden "colored" thunder light void that burst in, and then pinched it gently, as if pinching to death a bird that didn't have long eyes. The mighty golden thunder light disappeared in the air as if something had melted away.

"Huh? Seeing that Qin Feng had broken his Divine Punishment Thunder so easily, the twelve-winged angel Bitral pressed down the panic in his heart, pretending to be nothing more than that, and said to Qin Feng:

"Come again, take me a Purification Spear!" As his words fell, a spear about ten zhang long and composed of rich light energy suddenly appeared in midair. Although the degree of energy gathering was not as good as the Divine Punishment Light just now, it was better in terms of speed, and as soon as the huge light spear was formed, it stabbed Qin Feng's eyes with a "swoop". Only less than half a breath behind the twelve-winged birdman Bitral's voice, it was clear that the twelve-winged birdman was ready to call out.

This time, Qin Feng appeared more calm, the ridicule and disdain at the corners of his mouth became even richer, and he opened his mouth suddenly. "Lu" out a mouthful of white teeth, a huge suction force came from his mouth, and the trajectory of the light spear's "shooting" was deflected by this suction force, and "shot" towards Qin Feng's open mouth.

Qin Feng swallowed the light spear in the blink of an eye as if he had eaten an appetizer, staring at the twelve-winged angel Bitral, who was a little frightened because of some fear, with blood-red eyes, and smiled, "showing" a mouthful of white teeth. Violently spit out a red and black "color" energy spear the same size as the light spear just now, this spear is composed of blood-red "color" unknown land energy, and there is a trace of black "color" earth death gas wrapped around the periphery, stabbing towards the twelve-winged angel Bitlar at a speed twice as fast as just now!

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the twelve-winged angel Bitral relied on the twelve wings behind him to cross a graceful arc in the air, dodging the energy spear containing murderous and dead energy, but behind him, the huge statue of the God of Light on the square of the Temple of Light was hit by this red and black intertwined energy spear!

After the sound of energy release of "snort~~", this one has stood on the square of the Temple of Light in Meisha City for nearly a thousand years. It has been around since the founding of the Mehrs Empire. The statue of the god of light, which was built with some rare materials of dense silver and pure gold, was dozens of zhang high, and "boom~" collapsed!

The huge statue could not withstand the erosion of this energy containing a huge murderous and dead energy. It shattered into powder and stirred up dust in the air.

"You...... You...... You are blasphemous! You have destroyed the idol of the great god of light...... You have no hopeless cure...... The gods will not let you go...... You ......" The twelve-winged angel Bitral, who was flying in mid-air and fanning his wings behind his back, pointed at Qin Feng and roared trembling all over.

"Haha~~~ Blasphemy? I have killed many of you birdmen, what am I afraid of you? I will not only destroy your statue of the bullshit God of Light, I will also destroy all your temples, I am not only a blasphemy, I will also kill the gods, kill all your so-called gods! You will be the second so-called god to die under my sword!" Some crazy Qin Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, staring at the angry twelve-winged angel Bitlar in mid-air with hideous bloody eyes, and the tiger spirit with a devastating aura in his hand shook his finger at Bitlar, and said in a cruel voice.

"Qin boy, don't blow this birdman into slag, there is a heart-shaped energy crystal in his heart, it seems to be something called an angel's heart, get that thing down, it will help save your daughter-in-law'. Tiger Soul felt that Qin Feng wanted to kill the twelve-winged angel Bitral in one fell swoop, and hurriedly spoke up.

A trace of clarity flashed in Qin Feng's originally crazy bloody eyes, and a blue "color" light crossed the heavenly eye on his forehead, and the angelic heart equivalent to the heart in the body of the twelve-winged angel clearly appeared in Qin Feng's sea of consciousness.

"Is this the thing?Okay, then don't blast him into slag!" Qin Feng's bloody eyes flashed with a hint of strange color, staring at the heart of the twelve-winged angel Bitral and smiling, making Bitlar can't help but tremble for a while, not knowing what tricks this godkiller is going to play.

"Ah~~" Qin Feng roared wildly, and the figure floating in mid-air suddenly disappeared from the sight of the twelve-winged angel Bitral.

"Not good!" Bitral suddenly felt a wave of energy fluctuation exuding a piercing chill, and a figure only one-third tall suddenly appeared on the left, with blood-red eyes and blood-red long hair, it was Qin Feng!

As soon as Bitral was about to flap his wings, a blood-red light and shadow slashed towards him as if it was about to tear through time and space.

In desperation, Bitral could only use the fighting energy of his whole body to raise the soul devouring spear in his hand violently, and met the tiger spirit that was slashed!

With a loud bang of "boom~~~", a flame of blood red and gold intersected in mid-air, making the eyes of the people in the square suddenly "foggy".

There was a muffled grunt in mid-air, and a figure with a golden light flew backwards like a tennis ball that had been knocked away.

The twelve-winged angel Bitral spewed out a mouthful of golden blood, his eyes that were originally bright as stars dimmed a lot, and the twelve wings fanned hard, hoping to maintain balance.

Qin Feng smiled gloomily, his feet flashed, without bringing any energy fluctuations, and in an instant, he caught up with the retreating Bitlar, and the tiger spirit in his hand rose again, smiled at Bitlarsensen, and slashed down fiercely.

"Ah~~" Bitral, who was on the edge of death, roared helplessly, and violently sprayed a mouthful of golden "colored" blood "liquid" towards the soul devouring gun in his hand, and once again raised the demon sword and tiger spirit that was slashed by Qin Feng!

"Boom~~" There was a louder bang in mid-air again, with a trace of tooth-aching gold and iron rubbing, and a huge golden figure was smashed into the ground of the Temple of Light Square from mid-air like a cannonball.

Qin Feng floated quietly in mid-air with a knife, the huge white tiger behind him looked even more hideous, a blood-red hair fluttering wantonly, and a pair of bloody eyes stared at the ground with a touch of playfulness to make a big hole for Bitral.

The people around seemed to feel that the end of the world was coming, and they couldn't help but retreat one after another, they were devout members of the Cult of the God of Light, and the twelve-winged angel in front of them, who was described in the light nerve, had the power of the man who was closely inferior to the main god, and was actually hit into the ground by a human being, not to mention them, even the pope of the Holy See couldn't help but faint.

Qin Feng was like a demon god who defended the sky, floating quietly in mid-air, exuding an aura that terrified the heavens and the earth, and his eyes as if looking at his prey were locked on the hole that had been made out by Bitral.

Half a day——

"Ahem......" The twelve-winged angel Bitral crawled out of the ground, how embarrassed and embarrassed it was, a proud blonde hair and a handsome face covered with mud, as if the gold-plated silver armor was torn apart because it couldn't bear the huge energy just now, and the soul devouring gun he was most proud of, the seventh-ranked soul devouring spear in the witch artifact, was broken into two!

Qin Feng's blood-red eyes flashed with a trace of essence, and his figure disappeared violently, and the next moment he appeared in front of Bitral, who had just crawled out of the ground, and in Bitral's panic, a blood-red 'colored' claw was forcefully "inserted" into his chest!

"Ah~~" Bitral screamed, as if it was like a deflated ball, it shrank rapidly, and he looked at the heart-shaped stone that Qin Feng held in his hand that shone with a golden luster and seemed to be metal.

Angel Heart!