...

"puff!"

When everyone was caught off guard, Belika blew blood on the moustache, and her face turned pale in an instant.

This scene shocked Wang Yan's companions who had never been exposed to the backlash of the Art of Destiny.

After all, the object of Belika's magic is a demon god. It is no less difficult than moving mountains and filling the sea. This is definitely an overload for Belika, who is currently only at the peak of a demigod.

However, Wang Yan's companions soon discovered something strange in secret.

Just after Belika was backfired by magic and spit out a mouthful of blood, the wheel of fate in her hand actually started to operate on its own.

Soon a mysterious energy fluctuation quietly emerged from the Wheel of Destiny and disappeared quietly.

This strange phenomenon made several companions at the scene confused, but then a slight sound that seemed to be broken by fine lines suddenly reached their ears.

"Click."

Slight, light, but it is divided into clear in the battle.

"Hey, it seems something is broken."

"It seems to be coming from the battlefield."

"It's not like the ice that Nanlian was shattered..."

The monk Nini and the little angel Beibei both looked at me and I looked at you, each looking at you, each looking at you with inexplicable expressions.

With their current strength, they have already reached the limit of life, and a little bit of subtle sound can be clearly captured by them.

But where does this sound come from? What effect will it have? They can't guess.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the unknown that their eyes are full of curiosity and expectation, as if they are waiting for something to happen.

"It seems that the gear of fate has turned."

Wang Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly in the dark, and he naturally understood the truth behind him. However, even if the string of fate is tilted, whether he can seize this opportunity in the end depends on Nan Lian himself.

At this point, he, like other companions, turned his anticipated eyes back to the battlefield.

...

"Wait, what's the sound?"

Like Wang Yan and others, the three demons on the sidelines also heard a strange noise. At this time, the Star-Swallowing Apostle Akerman frowned first and showed a vigilant look, "This sound is wrong, it's strange!"

"It should be... the sound of ice shattering?" The Lord of the Abyss Kaos answered casually in a rough voice. He was rough and vigilant as good as the cunning Ackermangao.

"No, it's not that the ice is broken." Ackerman still frowned and wary, "The sound was a bit strange, like a crystal shattered..."

"Sure, it's bad..."

Before Ackerman finished speaking, the face of the Black Fallen Apostle Gante changed drastically and she kept screaming.

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong?"

Ackerman and the Lord of the Abyss Causchichi asked, in their opinion, the plague apostle Seramis has occupied the top of the peak at this moment, and he will definitely win. It is the human woman who will suffer? At this time, what is the sudden call of the Apostle Black Flying?

"Damn it! That's the sound from my beloved wife of the gods, and that magical artifact crystal!"

The Black Flying Apostle Gantt looked nervous and gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, "To be honest, that was something that happened hundreds of years ago. When we and my husband joined forces to hunt a giant galaxy beast, the giant beast counterattacked on death and collided wildly to my god's beloved wife. So my god's beloved wife had to use her natal artifact to block the stupid giant beast."

"My beloved wife's natal artifact did block the collision of the giant beast, but it left behind several slight wear and dark patterns..."

When the Apostle Black Flying said this, his face became more and more serious. "Those dark patterns are almost negligible and have no effect on the artifact. We ignored the past for a while, but... "

"No, no..."

The Star-Devouring Apostle Ackerman and the Lord of the Abyss Caos were both dumbfounded and showed a burning look.

Not to mention the Plague Apostle Seramis, even the weapons and equipment they used will be a little worn and fine lines if they zoom in carefully.

Moreover, even if the smoothest mirror surface is enlarged to a certain extent, it can still find a few fine lines. However, these wear and fine lines are common in objects and will not affect the weapon and equipment itself at all.

But at this moment, the artifact of the plague apostle Seramis suddenly appeared.

This, isn't this too unlucky?

...

"What, what's going on? How is this possible?"

The plague apostle's beautiful eyes tightened, and his pretty face changed drastically.

At such a close distance, she could clearly hear the slight crack sound from the magic weapon epidemic poison space in front of her. And at this time she could clearly feel that the magic energy output rate of the powerful magic weapon that condenses the magic energy has obviously declined.

What's wrong? This is obviously a situation of fragmentation and leakage!

The plague apostle panicked in his heart.

It is now in the white-hot stage of the divine power struggle. If her natal artifact occurs, wouldn’t she be defeated? Even if she doesn’t die, she will have to take off a layer of skin!

"No, I won't lose!"

The Plague Apostle Syramisbet bit his teeth, and his beautiful eyes suddenly widened, "Bitch, let me die!"

In an instant, the plague apostle used all his divine power and forcibly transported it to the magical artifact in his hand, trying to defeat Huangfu Nanlian in a short period of time and win the victory of this battle.

In this way, she can defeat Huangfu Nanlian before the artifact is damaged. At that time, she can only return to the land of the demon and find a magic craftsman. Her natal artifact can be repaired.

But, expectations are good.

The more anxious the Plague Apostle Sailamis is to win, the more he increases the output of his divine power, the faster the damage speed of the magic weapon she controls, and the greater the decay rate of the magic weapon output.

For a moment, the power of the torrent of the epidemic poison that was originally overwhelming Nanlian began to decay rapidly, and even the originally solid energy column was distorted and distorted.

In this situation, the ice, snow, wind and frost condensed by the Nanlian immediately gained the upper hand.

"Good opportunity!"

Huangfu Nanlian's beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold, and the ice and snow magic wands tightly held in both hands, forced their force again.

With all his strength, the ice, snow, wind and frost exported by the Ice and Snow Scepter condensed and exploded again.

In an instant, the ice, snow, wind and frost that rushed forward was like a huge spear condensed by eternal ice, pushing straight towards the plague apostle of the other side, facing the already chaotic torrent of the epidemic.

I heard a "bang" sound.

The magical crystal of the Plague Apostle could no longer bear too much load and suddenly exploded!

The poisonous magic energy condensed to its limit suddenly exploded at this moment. The strong explosion impact hit the chest of the plague apostle fiercely, shattering the crystal fragments of the artifact that exploded, almost blowing the arms of the plague apostle!

"Puff! Ah!"

The plague apostle Seramis looked up and spitted out a mouthful of blood. The strong explosion impact and the strong backlash brought by the shattering of the natal artifact almost killed half of her life.

At this time, her mind was already blank, and only the heavy injury of her body and soul torn apart, constantly torture her and torture her.

"Um!"

The explosion impact also caused Huangfu Nanlian to suffer the backlash from the explosion of divine power. But she always cared about Wang Yan. If she could destroy a demon god at the moment, she would definitely bring greater advantages to Wang Yan.

So she held a mouthful of blood and gathered an ice spear and threw it out forcibly.

"Wow!"

The ice spear instantly penetrated the center of the explosion, and caught up with the plague apostle flying backwards with great accuracy. It penetrated her abdomen and nailed her firmly to the temple wall thousands of meters away.

"Puff!" Until then, Huangfu Nanlian also spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards under the impact of the explosion.

The scene was silent in an instant.

The companions on Wang Yan's side all understood that the magical art of fate would bring them an accident, but they did not expect that this accident would come so suddenly and so quickly that they had no time to react in an instant, and they were all stunned in amazement.

The three demons on the opposite side were also shocked and on the spot.

Originally they all thought that the Plague Apostle Seramis would definitely win, but now there is such a bad situation, which really makes them a little dumbfounded and unbelievable.

"Love your wife! Love your wife! Ahhhh! Bitch, you, you dare to hurt my beloved wife!"

At this time, the husband of the Plague Apostle, the Black Flying Apostle Gantt, was completely furious after a brief shock.

The plague apostle Seramis is now suffering a heavy blow. The Black Flying Apostle Gang gritted his teeth in hatred. He immediately rushed straight towards Huangfu Nanlian, who was flying backwards, vowing to avenge his beloved wife.

"Hehe, the woman who wants to take action, pass this level first."

The Black Fallen Apostle Gantt had just soared into the air, and a beautiful purple figure had already stood in front of him without fear.

It is the god-level female slave under Wang Yan's command, Cui Lissi, the Demonic Girl in the Pure Land.

"Traitor! Do you dare to stop me?"

The Black Flying Apostle Gantt's eyes widened, and his body was full of evil spirits, as if if the Demon Prince of the Pure Land dared to stop him, he would destroy the Demon Prince of the Pure Land together.

"What's wrong with me stopping you?" The Demon Girl of Jile was not afraid at all, but her eyes turned cold, "If you have any skills, just use them."

"You are looking for death!" The Apostle Hei Fly gritted his teeth, his fingertips swayed, and a rough fist filled with spikes appeared on his hands.

At this moment when the atmosphere was extremely sharp, Wang Yan also flew out and steadily caught Huangfu Nanlian flying backwards.

Seeing that Nan Lian was just a little weak and was not seriously injured, Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Nan Lian, looked at the Apostle Heiyue and said, "What, do you want to violate the Styx's oath? OK, okay, just attack."
To be continued...