Chapter 1770 Wang Yan, Run!

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It must be said that the power of the Supreme Demon Core is too strong. The huge amount of magic energy is like the surging waves in a storm, which is not a force that ordinary people can suppress.

The originally soft and shiny skin of the Extreme Bliss Demon Princess, who is guiding and trying to suppress the Supreme Demon Core, has turned pale. The surging dark magic energy under her skin is like a black spider web, which begins to spread over a large area.

The beautiful face of the Extreme Bliss Demon Princess has also become hideous and distorted because of the intense pain. Beads of sweat are sliding down her forehead. Although her pair of clear and beautiful eyes are still open, they have long lost their spirit and focus. The white part of her eyes has been filled with magic energy and turned black.

In addition, because the power of the Supreme Demon Core has been triggered by the Extreme Bliss Demon Princess, the entire dark energy cyclone around it has begun to collapse on a large scale.

The surrounding dark energy cyclone, as vast as a black hole, has condensed a huge power for eternity, which is no less than the magic energy contained in the Supreme Demon Core.

At this moment, the dark energy cyclone that originally swirled quietly around the Supreme Magic Core was like a pool that began to drain. With a thunderous roar and roar, it all surged towards the Supreme Magic Core in the hands of the Bliss Demon Princess.

The huge magic energy that lost its balance was absorbed by the Supreme Magic Core, and then it would flow into the body of the Bliss Demon Princess uncontrollably.

This undoubtedly greatly increased the physical and mental burden of the Bliss Demon Princess.

"Ugh..."

The Bliss Demon Princess was making a subtle groan in her throat, like crying and complaining, which made people feel heartbroken.

At this time, she was like a transformer that could withstand high-intensity energy, but under the ultra-high-intensity load, let alone moving, even staying alive became extremely difficult.

Not to mention avoiding the strong attack from the Ash Apostle.

"It's too late!"

In a hurry, Wang Yan's heart was filled with heroic spirit, and the only pure Yang true fire left in his body burst out instantly. At the same time, the secondary artifact Yata Mirror was immediately summoned by him.

"Buzz!"

With a sound of space vibration, a defensive barrier with a faint red color immediately appeared in front of him, protecting him, the Bliss Demon Princess behind him, and the still weak High Priest Belika.

The Eight-foot Mirror, which is known as absolute defense, can create an indestructible and powerful barrier. And the strength of this barrier depends entirely on how much energy support its owner can provide for it.

At this time, Wang Yan had already made a desperate move and almost put all his energy into the Eight-foot Mirror in front of him. Because he knew that if he didn't fight to the death now, the three of them would definitely die!

As the power input by Wang Yan continued to increase, the defensive barrier that was originally almost transparent and colorless began to become more and more solid. It was like a glass mirror, guarding in front of them.

Then there was a "bang"!

The scorching melting light shot from afar and hit the defensive barrier of the Eight-foot Mirror at once.

The defensive barrier shattered, and the scorching molten light continued to move forward, directly hitting the mirror surface of the Eight-foot Mirror.

"Bang!"

Another explosion.

The huge power caused Wang Yan's blood to churn, and he slid back a long way.

Fortunately, as a sub-artifact, the Eight-foot Mirror was of excellent quality, and it actually took the angry blow of a god without being damaged.

It was just that the simple and unique metal mirror began to heat up and turn red under the scorching molten light of the Ash Apostle. It was obvious that it would not last long.

"How could a tiny human block my attack?"

In the distance, the Ash Apostle Nagmu, who had already chased for more than 20 kilometers, shrank his eyes slightly. In addition to a little surprise, he was still more disdainful.

"Hehe, let's see how long you can block it!"

The Ash Apostle Nagmu sneered, and the lava spear in his hand exerted force again, and the scorching molten light shot out from the tip of the spear suddenly increased.

The surging and burning power, with a piercing and terrifying roar, rushed to Wang Yan, who was more than 20 kilometers away.

"Ugh!"

Wang Yan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and the violent force hit the Yata Mirror in his hand. The strong impact made his five internal organs excited, and his arms seemed to be broken.

But this burning power had no intention of stopping. Instead, it became heavier and hotter, so that the Yata Mirror, which Wang Yan desperately input power, had completely turned red and was about to dissolve and break.

"Crack, crack!"

Under the strong impact, Wang Yan gritted his teeth and resisted so hard that his feet had crushed his shoes and stepped deeply into the solid surface of the asteroid.

In the end, even the entire asteroid was slowly pushed back under this huge force.

Sweat and blood from the ruptured capillaries were constantly overflowing from the surface of Wang Yan's skin, and then turned into a few blood mists and smoke under the baking of the highly operating pure yang true qi.

"Old Wang!"

Behind Wang Yan, the high priest Belika was anxious and tried to get up to help, but she was too exhausted and too weak, so she stumbled and fell before she could get up.

At this moment, she finally understood what despair and powerlessness meant.

In front of the absolute power of a god, they were still just a group of irresistible creatures and could not compete with him at all.

"Lord, Lord... Ugh!"

On the other side, the Blissful Demon Princess Cui Lisi was limp behind Wang Yan, trying to guide the extremely strong divine power that suppressed the Supreme Demon Core. But at this moment, Wang Yan was in danger, and she hurriedly raised her eyes and tried to get up to help Wang Yan out. But a moment of distraction, the majestic power shocked her and made her spit blood, and she fell back again.

At this point, even if she wanted to, she was powerless to help.

And the dark energy cyclone that had begun to collapse, the almost vast and endless huge magic energy, was being madly absorbed by the Supreme Demon Core. Such a large amount of energy surge had already made the Blissful Demon Princess in crisis and difficult to protect herself.

"Hold on, hold on for me!"

In front of Belica and the Blissful Demon Princess, Wang Yan was gritting his teeth, holding the Eight-foot Mirror that had been overloaded to the limit with his arms.

At this time, the Eight-foot Mirror, which had worked hard, was almost melted red, and thick burning smoke rolled up, and the cracking sound of "crackling, crackling" was endless.

Obviously, the Eight-foot Mirror that had accompanied Wang Yan through the battles was inevitably damaged, but Wang Yan could not stop at the moment, let alone retreat.

Because behind this Eight-foot Mirror, there were not only his own life, the lives of Belica and the Blissful Demon Princess, but also the fate of his family, lover, partners and friends, and the entire earth.

Unless it was a last resort, Wang Yan might not be able to realize so strongly that the change of fate often happened in this short moment.

Once they gave up or relaxed, not only would they die, but even the earth behind them would be destroyed.

Only by persisting, only by persisting now, could they win the slightest hope!

"Go to hell!"

In the distance, the Ash Apostle Nagmu, who was already suspended in the air, once again gathered his divine power and attacked Wang Yan.

"Break it for me!"

In a hurry, Wang Yan screamed in a low voice, his eyes burning with fire, and with all his strength, he pushed the Eight-foot Mirror with his arms and pushed it diagonally forward.

"Bang!"

Under the huge force, the Eight-foot Mirror, which had reached its limit, shattered.

A large piece of the shattered fragments was immediately melted and vaporized, while another piece was like a red-hot knife, piercing into Wang Yan's arms and chest piece by piece.

"Puff!" At this moment, Wang Yan's clothes shattered, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with his head raised. The whole person flew backwards directly under the huge impact force.

Fortunately, Wang Yan's desperate struggle at the last moment finally succeeded.

The scorching molten light shot from afar by the Ash Apostle Nagmu was finally deviated from its original trajectory by Wang Yan at the last moment.

The scorching molten light full of lethality brushed the edge of Wang Yan and the other two, and violently went to the side.

After the scorching molten light passed, the asteroid where Wang Yan and the other two were located was directly melted by one third. The dripping magma was dripping down in large pieces along the melted gap.

On the side of this asteroid, there was a space channel that was directly melted and emptied, which was as long as more than ten kilometers. The appearance of those asteroids being melted in large areas was really shocking.

"Cough, cough!"

Wang Yan lay on his back and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, he felt indescribable. The exhaustion and the shock of the explosion had already made his blood boil and his spirit agitated.

The other dozen red-hot lenses were all pierced into him at this time, burning the wounds on his arms and chest, making a scorching sound.

As the son of fire, he was actually injured by high temperature. This was the first time in his life.

But it was no wonder. After all, this was a full-strength attack from a demon god. It was a miracle that Wang Yan could take it.

It was a pity that the Eight-foot Mirror that had been with him for a long time had been completely destroyed, and the wreckage could not be found.

"Hurry, we have to leave here, that guy is about to catch up."

Although Wang Yan was badly injured at this time, he still insisted on standing up, and at the same time used the little remaining pure Yang Qi in his body to eject all the mirror fragments that pierced his body.

Then the demon gene in his body began to play a huge role.

The powerful demon body regeneration ability began to quickly repair the scars on his body, and he would be able to recover as before in a short time. At the same time, the powerful demon gene was constantly absorbing the surrounding free energy to replenish his severely lost physical strength.

Of course, relying on such a small amount of free energy around was far from enough for Wang Yan to recover his physical strength.

So Wang Yan drank two powerful recovery potions provided by Zoe for them, pulled up Belica and the Bliss Demon Princess, and began to flee into the distance.

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"Traitor Cui Lisi!"

"Despicable human!"

"You can't escape!"

Just as Wang Yan picked up the two women and fled into the distance at a high speed, the shouting of the goat-horned demon general Deretu and a group of demon soldiers came from behind.

In the short time from when Wang Yan was knocked down to when he got up and fled, the Ash Apostle Nagmu and his men had already chased him to within a dozen kilometers.

A distance of more than a dozen kilometers is only a fraction of a second in the vast universe, and they can clearly see the other party with their naked eyes.

In addition, with only a few asteroids blocking the straight-line distance, with the ability of these demon soldiers, they can quickly catch up with Wang Yan and his three companions.

"Haha, you can actually withstand my full-strength attack. As a weak human, you really surprised me."

Ash Apostle Nagmu followed closely behind Wang Yan. Seeing his eyes lowered and his expression full of interest, he looked like he was about to start a cat-and-mouse game.

"If you hadn't stolen the Supreme Demon Core that should have belonged to me without knowing how to live or die, I might have considered taking you in as a gladiatorial slave, letting you fight with wild beasts every day for our demons' amusement."

The Ash Apostle Nagmu said arrogantly, and the molten spear in his hand was raised carelessly and slowly, and a strange light of demonic fire immediately jumped up at the tip of the spear.

"It's a pity that you fools actually want to go against a god! Haha, death is no longer your end!"

"I will extract your souls alive, make soul lamps, and then put them in my palace, so that you will enjoy the pain of demonic flames burning your souls forever!"

The Ash Apostle Nagmu's eyes were cruel, and at the same time, the lava spear in his hand rushed forward, and a scorching light that was enough to melt everything immediately shot towards Wang Yan.

His attack seemed to be slow, but for Wang Yan and others, it was like facing the abyss and the crisis was endless. As a last resort, Wang Yan had to take the opportunity to dodge, allowing the powerful and violent scorching molten light to rush past the three of them.

As a result, Wang Yan and his three people naturally slowed down.

After several far-reaching critical hits, although the Ash Apostle did not move very fast, the 250-plus Heavenly Demon soldiers led by the Goat Horn Demon General Dretuo and the other two demigod-level demon generals had quickly surrounded Wang Yan from both sides to within a few kilometers behind him.

For these powerful Heavenly Demon soldiers, a short distance of just a few kilometers was not enough for a charge. As long as Wang Yan and his three people slowed down, they could rush to Wang Yan and others in an instant.

Although the newly promoted Heavenly Demon God Ash Apostle Nagmu was still about 20 kilometers away from Wang Yan and his three people because of his continuous attacks, his attack range had completely covered Wang Yan and his three people. As long as he accumulated a little power, he could attack Wang Yan in front at any time.

"Old Wang, I, we are being caught up, think of a way quickly."

The high priest Belika was held in Wang Yan's arms, and her voice was a little breathless.

It was not that she was strangled by Wang Yan's arm, but she was so nervous that she had difficulty breathing after running all the way, watching the enemies who vowed to kill them getting closer and closer.

"Hu, do it, there is no time to think of a way, huhu..."

Wang Yan kept squeezing the remaining power in his body and flew forward at a high speed. In this state, his physical strength was also declining rapidly, and he was holding a companion in one hand, so he couldn't even drink the recovery potion to replenish his physical strength in the middle of the journey.

Speaking of which, they underestimated the power of a god.

They originally thought that with Belika's best efforts, they could at least hinder the Ash Apostle Nagm and his men for a while.

With this short time, the three of them can completely take the Supreme Demon Core and escape into the flame cyclone. As long as they escape into the flame cyclone, with Wang Yan's unique attributes, they can completely find Zhurong Godhead and then escape unscathed.

But there are too many accidents at the moment. None of the three of them expected that the Supreme Demon Core would have such a domineering and powerful power. It would completely affect the whole body, and the huge power caused by it would actually disintegrate the huge dark energy cyclone.

In addition, as a demon god, the Ash Apostle Nagmu's powerful power is far beyond their expectations.

He was hit head-on by such a huge asteroid fragment and still remained intact, and his combat power was not reduced at all. His attack ability and distance are like a humanoid railgun, which makes Wang Yan and the other two feel chilly and frightened when they think of it.

It is precisely because of these situations that could not be predicted in advance that Wang Yan and the other three fell into a passive position, and made them deeply aware of how terrible a god's combat power is.

But there is still a last glimmer of hope.

That is to rush into the flame cyclone. As long as they rush into the flame cyclone, all the demons will be attacked crazily by the fire element monsters and the flame cyclone itself, which is condensed by the power of the fire god Zhu Rong.

But Wang Yan can escape with his two companions.

This is the last guarantee of Wang Yan's plan this time, but how difficult is it to do this step at the moment?

"Old Wang, how about... let me go?"

The high priest Belika bit her thin lips and said resolutely, "I have recovered a little strength and can cast the great prophecy again. I can delay more time for you."

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