Chapter 202: Seraphim Descends

With this cold voice, whether it was the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik who was rushing upwards or the eight remaining high-level dragons on Qin Feng's head, they couldn't help but feel a tremor from the depths of their souls.

The dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik stopped his ascent in fear, flipped back, and fell to the ground with all his might, trying in vain to escape from the area where he felt fear.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's palms in mid-air became golden, drawing countless mystical trajectories in mid-air, dyeing the sky within a radius of dozens of zhang into golden, and then, a horn like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, a body like a cow, a behemoth with five claws under the abdomen, shining golden light, shuttling in the night sky, it is the divine dragon that only Huaxia really has, and it is the emperor of dragons - five-clawed golden dragon!

This time, the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent were cast with Qin Feng's full strength, and they were much stronger than the last time they fought with the Twelve Golden Warriors, which was only a deterrent "sex" in terms of power and range.

The five-clawed golden dragon transformed by Qin Feng's palms swam in the air in a circle, and among the eight high-level dragons who wanted to pick up dead chickens in the air, three dragons that didn't have time to stop their bodies let out a mournful roar in the air, and sprinkled a large rain of blood with some fragments of internal organs and fell towards the ground.

The five-clawed golden dragon that had been cruising in the air seemed to have received Qin Feng's order, roared, and rushed straight towards the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik who had already fallen to the ground with a thousand golden lights.

"Roar~~" Bole Mutu Tajik really deserves to be a master of the dragon king level, seeing the five-clawed golden dragon approaching, his feet kicked on the ground before he had time to stand firmly, and his whole body rushed into the air again, and at the same time let out an earth-shattering roar, and then a blue "color" flame erupted violently, enveloping him. He was about to change back to his original form in the air.

As the last move in the eighteen palms of the most fierce palm technique in China's 5,000-year-old martial arts, how can Kang Long be able to hide at will if he has regrets?

I saw that the five-clawed golden dragon of the chasing dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik turned around violently one centimeter before hitting the ground, brushed the ground and rushed towards the air that was transforming into the earth dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik.

"Ah~~~" Just as the five-clawed golden dragon was about to collide with the giant dragon king in the transformation stage, a black shadow suddenly disappeared from the sky, and then blocked in front of the five-clawed golden dragon, which was a silver-colored high-level dragon.

"Spartanis, you idiot!get out of the way!" "The dragon king Bole Mututajik, who was in the process of transformation, let out a howl in the blue flames, watching the energy-transformed five-clawed golden dragon easily penetrate the body of the high-level silver dragon. The furious energy tore the huge body of the silver dragon to pieces, and the remaining momentum continued unabated, killing the dragon king Bole Mututajik.

Qin Feng, who was floating in mid-air, had a grim smile on his face, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending claimed to be able to descend the dragon, if even this little big-bellied lizard couldn't handle it, it would be in vain.

"Boom~~~" With a loud bang, the five-clawed golden dragon composed of energy and the blue flame of the giant dragon king's earth protector collided fiercely, making a huge energy collision sound. The blue-colored high-temperature flame only resisted less than half a breath in front of the five-clawed golden dragon before it was easily penetrated, and the entire twenty-or twenty-zhang long five-clawed golden dragon energy body was forcefully "inserted" into the body of the dragon king Bole Mututajik, who had just transformed back into the original figure!

"Ah~~~" The huge dragon mouth of the giant dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood "liquid", and the huge dragon eyes that were originally "shot" by the divine light were obviously much darker.

Everyone present, whether it was ordinary people or the patriarchs of the four major golden families on the mainland. Or the Pope of the Bright Holy See and the others all gasped, because the Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik had pierced a transparent hole in his abdomen!

"This. How is it possible? The Dragon King is second only to the existence of the Dragon Emperor, equivalent to the master of the eight-winged angel level, and he actually easily broke through his scale armor and skin, and beat him into a large transparent hole? This is ......" Duke Tulip's originally cloudy eyes flashed with a hint of shock, and he glanced at Qin Feng, who was floating in mid-air like a god, with an expressionless face, and then turned his head to look at a large hole in his abdomen, a large amount of blood and fragments of internal organs. The dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik, who had already slipped out of this big hole, said in shock.

"Perhaps, we were really wrong this time, we provoked a guy we shouldn't provoke, and this guy actually has enough strength to kill the eight-winged angel! And the most powerful thing we have left now is a seraphim who hasn't appeared yet......" Duke Medusa took a deep look at Qin Feng, who was floating in mid-air with his upper body naked and Princess Lily on his back, and muttered.

"That is, our family ......" Duke Golden Dragon did not say any more. He just glanced at his three companions. A bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Unless, the next Ten-Winged Angel level master can be sent from above. Otherwise, we, and even our family, ......" Duke Phoenix took over, his face already pale.

"At least, you and Catherine can resist the wrath of this kid, and we ......" Duke Medusa glanced at Duke Phoenix, and his silver eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, and he sighed.

"Catherine?huh...... If he knew that his father and I were going to kill his sweetheart, what would happen to her?" said the Duke of Phoenix with a bitter smile.

"Ah~~ Human, you are very powerful, I admit, I am indeed not your opponent, hehe...... But I'm sure I'm going to kill you...... Albeit...... It will pull a lot of people to accompany the funeral...... Hehe...... I won't survive anyway...... I have to pull you to be a funeral!" Blood spurted out of the dragon king's big mouth and nostrils like a fountain, and his originally turquoise eyes turned into a crazy blood-red color, and he laughed wildly while spurting blood.

"He wanted to blow himself up...... Oh my God, hurry up and stop him, if he blows himself up, all the people in the entire Meisha City, no, not only that, everything in a radius of dozens of miles centered on Meisha City will be torn to pieces by his self-detonation energy! There are so many people in the entire imperial capital who can't escape!" Princess Lili, who was lying on Qin Feng's back, heard the crazy clamor of the Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik, and hurriedly said, a pair of beautiful eyes looking at Qin Feng's side face with anxious eyes.

As soon as the onlookers heard the dragon king Bole Mututajik's plan, almost all of them collapsed on the ground, and fled? Is it useful, can you escape for dozens of miles before a dragon king explodes? As long as you don't escape, no matter how far or near, there is only one end in the end, and that is to be crushed by the furious energy!

Tens of thousands of citizens in the entire temple square suddenly lost their minds and looked at the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik who had fallen to the ground, constantly spurting blood out, and his eyes were shining with hysterical light, and some of the timid ones were even lying on the ground, trembling all over their bodies.

At this moment, a "milky" white "color" holy light shone down from the sky, shining straight on the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik who wanted to die with Qin Feng, and the light elements between heaven and earth quickly gathered around this holy light, and the large hole with a diameter of nearly two zhang on the big belly of the dragon king Bole Mutu Tajik who was illuminated by the holy light was healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Even Qin Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment in this scene, this, this is too, a dragon king who was killed by himself and was about to die, and there was already a big hole in his body, was actually rescued like this?

"This ...... This...... This is the strongest single healing magic 'Heavenly Grace' that only gods can cast in the Cult of Light, claiming that as long as you have a breath, you can restore the magic as before! However, this can only be performed with at least Seraphim-level abilities?!" Princess Lili, who was lying on Qin Feng's back, looked at the 'milky' white 'color' pillar of light shining down from the clouds in shock, and whispered with an unconfident face.

Qin Feng floated in mid-air, not daring to be careless at all, and changed the sky and the earth **** to the peak, controlling the huge spiritual power to sweep towards the clouds, but found that there was a blur in the clouds, and nothing existed at all.

"Could it be that this person who can release the Holy Light has something to cover his aura and whereabouts?" Qin Feng's face was pale, and he used all his strength to carry the Firmament Technique and the Chaos Demon Body Technique, and he wanted to make the first move, but he was concerned about the safety of Princess Lily behind him, and his face was staring at the clouds in the sky with a serious face.

After half a cup of tea, the huge hole in the abdomen of the Dragon King Bole Mutu Tajik was completely healed, and the dragon's eye, which was originally much darker, returned to its original state of divine light, staring at Qin Feng floating in mid-air with resentment, and the scale armor that had lost its original luster became shiny, and it had obviously recovered to its best state.

The holy light that "shot" from the clouds gradually faded, and then, a "milky" white "color" halo slowly floated out of the clouds and slowly fell to the ground.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and stared at the figure in this "milky" white "color" halo, but it was a seraphim with six snow-white wings, a head of gold-like hair, wearing a very "exposed" silver "color" battle armor, and a bumpy and convex body!

This Seraphim is the Seraphim Angel who came to Mesa City with the Pope and other members of the Holy See of Light.

At this moment, the dream "dew" looks extraordinarily holy, bathed in the soft holy light, with a dignified face, and the six wings behind him are all spread, adding a touch of holy beauty.

It's just that the touch of spring in the corner of her eyes undoubtedly "exposed" her prodigal nature.