"Embarrassed God. Hyacinth said calmly.

Song Wei didn't fight back, just quietly danced the wings behind him, turning into a white and flawless shield, protecting his own thoughtfulness.

"The Gloves of Luck can steal the luck of the person who is touched, making him unlucky. Thirteen said.

"I see. Lin Xiangnan then understood, no wonder Hyacinth was full of confidence before the game, it turned out that luck was always on her side.

Unfortunately, this trick is not without weaknesses. Chunjiang explained to Lin Xiangnan on the side, "The stolen luck will break out of the seal of the glove after a period of time and return to the owner, not only that, but after the time is over, it will also eat the luck of some users, which is also a very fatal flaw." ”

"It's okay! Song Wei will definitely not survive that time. Lin Xiangnan said, "He has so many injuries on his body now, and his mental power is constantly being consumed, and he will definitely not be able to last until the end of time." ”

"Not necessarily. Thirteen said cautiously, "This kind of creation secret card has always been very mentally draining, and Song Wei still doesn't have any signs of not being able to support it. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Either he is naturally stubborn, or it means that he has already stepped into the threshold of the flower step in half a step, so his spiritual power can always be supported."

Song Wei was also solemn at this time, his eyes stared straight at the glove on Hyacinth's right hand, his pupils suddenly contracted violently, and when he swung his giant sword to slash from the sky before, Hyacinth not only flexibly dodged the blow, but also patted her shoulder with her right hand.

However, Song Wei didn't notice the change in her hand at that time, and he didn't take that touch to heart, it seems that he should have been hit by her trick at that time.

"Feng Shui Bomb. ”

Hyacinth's face is calm, and his bearing is like a pool of mirror-like water, and he will not affect his mentality in the slightest because of the joy of gaining an advantage.

With a shake of his shoulders, his wings spread out, turning into countless soft feathers, which were gently stroked by the wind, and the feathers became hard and sharp, like a dagger, unceremoniously fighting back.

Feathers, air masses, cuts, bursts.

You come and go, evenly matched.

"Hyacinths' strengths lie in luck, as well as mental power. Thirteen smoked a cigarette and said, "Because it is the power of feng shui, the spiritual power is only equivalent to the introduction, and it will not be consumed in large quantities, which is her advantage, but the other party seems to be not inferior in this regard, and the spiritual power is inexhaustible, so this advantage is naturally gone." ”

"Head-to-head, I'm no match for him. As a hyacinth who is always calm and rational, he quickly saw the situation on the field.

"The time to steal luck is only about a quarter of an hour, and you have to extend your advantage and win during that time. ”

"My luck seems to have deteriorated?" Soon, Song Wei also noticed that something was wrong.

The ground under your feet is completely free of cavities that have collapsed, so how can you suddenly step on the void?

And the feng shui bomb is not the opponent of the wings at all, every confrontation, the feathers can easily destroy these air masses, but the air waves emitted by each explosion of these feng shui bombs can always unintentionally affect the feathers, thus causing a series of accidents, otherwise the feathers would have swept the air masses a long time ago, how can it be such an equal battle situation now?

"Luck, was it sucked away by the glove?" Song Wei thought for a long time and came to such a conclusion.

"Ridiculous. Song Wei snorted coldly, "It's just bad luck, how can you scare me away!"

He grinned, showing his white teeth, "I don't believe it, can you beat me by luck?"

Rumble~

The hurricane was cold and radiant, and behind Song Wei, a pair of pitch-black wings grew again.

This pair of wings is different from the previous angel wings, but instead they are filled with an evil and ominous aura.

Secret card!

At the same time, his appearance changed.

The originally handsome face gradually distorted and shrunk, growing dark brown hairs at a speed visible to the naked eye, the ears on both sides were also elongated and deformed, and there was a sharp pain on the top of the head, and two spiral-shaped sharp horns also grew.

And his upper body has not changed much, but the lower body has changed into a deer-like, slender legs, and sharp hooves.

The most terrifying thing is that behind him, at some point, a tail like a scorpion stretched out, and a turquoise demonic fire burned at the scorpion tail poisonous needle, burning fiercely and never extinguished.

"Fantasy Secret Card, is he a flower step?" Thirteen clenched his fists and slammed it on the railing.

"Damn Lin Yifan! Dare to play Lao Tzu, such important information was actually hidden from us in advance!" Thirteen burst out and scolded.

Lin Xiangnan and Chunjiang also looked solemn, Song Wei not only has a rare secret card of creation, but also has a fantasy type of transformation secret card, with the blessing of this secret card, it seems that luck is not worth mentioning.

What was once a big advantage has now taken a turn for the worse and has become a big disadvantage.

"What is this?"

"Changing the Secret Card!, or the rarest fantasy type!"

"Why have I never seen Song Wei use it?"

"Now the hyacinth is lost. ”

"Huh!" Song Wei laughed hideously, although in the eyes of others, this smile was very terrifying.

"If you can force me to use Bafengte, which never shows people, you can be proud for a lifetime!"

The turquoise flames of the scorpion tail burned even more vigorously.

This jealous incarnation, known as the Wisdom-Absorbing Sheep-headed Demon, was known as the Sabbath Ram in the 14th century, and some say it was the purveyor of dark magic, while others say it was the embodiment of the Demon King Satan.

Each fantasy transformation secret card has a unique identity.

The flight of Qiantang-kun, the devouring of tengu.

As a famous demon, Bafont naturally possesses the characteristics of black magic.

The quaint six-pointed star circle appeared on his chest.

Bitter screams, dark ghost claws.

Hyacinth stood still, licked his dry lips, and stomped on the ground.

"Settle the grid! Swim the dragon into the sea!"

In front of her, the phantom of a green dragon rose.

The green dragon shook his head and tail, his eyes widened with rage, and he slammed into the ghost claw fiercely.

Rumble!

The blue dragon's phantom immediately disintegrated, and the ghost claws grabbed at Hyacinth with great momentum.

The cold and heavy feeling came, and Hyacinth saw that the grid was broken, and immediately raised his arms to block his chest, but unfortunately it had little effect, and he was blasted away by a claw.

The earth qi under your feet has been consumed too much, and it has long lost its power at the beginning, so you can only wait for a period of time to slowly recondense and recover in order to achieve the best effect.

Hyacinth was blasted several meters away until it hit the boundary of the field.

"As soon as the change secret card comes out, Hyacinth is immediately powerless!"

"This is a decision made"

"It's a pity, obviously Hyacinth's strength is not bad, but it's a pity that Song Wei is better after all. ”

Hyacinth stood up from the corner, his forehead broken, wisps of blood slowly flowing.

What's even more terrifying is that the place on her chest is showing a little spring light, her clothes are broken, and a thin paw print is imprinted on it, which is pitch black, and it is shocking to watch.

Feng Shui Mass!

A red air mass emerged from Hyacinth's hand, and she did not hesitate to slap the air mass on the wound in her chest.

Suddenly, at the wound on the chest, the red air mass turned into wisps of pale red gas, swirling around the injured place, and at the same time, the flesh and blood began to squirm, and in a moment, the wound on the body had recovered as before, and even the color of the paw prints became shallow.

Hyacinth was expressionless, not caring at all about the spring light, and after adjusting his condition, he launched an attack again.

It's just that this time, the feng shui mass released by her did not directly rush towards Song Wei.

She knew in her heart that she was by no means Song Wei's opponent by no means by a head-on move, so Hyacinth changed her strategy and released a large number of feng shui masses, allowing them to attack everything on the field randomly.

With the power of the Luck Glove, Hyacinth can clearly see everyone's luck, at this time, Song Wei's head is full of black gas, bad luck, but as time passes minute by minute, the black gas gradually becomes shallow, according to her speculation, at most ten minutes, the luck sealed by the Luck Glove will return to him.

And what she should do now is to make good use of this little time, in these ten minutes, to cause accidents and coincidences as much as possible, and let them stack together, so as to defeat Song Wei.

Song Wei was still confused at first, these feng shui masses were slamming around the venue like headless flies, and he thought that it was just a blow that broke Hyacinth's head and made her a fool.

But soon he discovered the abnormality, Hyacinth's eyes did not change from beginning to end, still as calm as still water, pampered and not shocked, as an intellectual secret card master, she must have her own purpose and reason behind it.

"Luck. ”

He had a brain teaser and reacted immediately.

"Want to cause an accident to defeat me?" Song Wei smiled disdainfully, "Then you underestimate me too much!"

Ghost claws, wraiths, ghouls, blood-red cursed mist, and gloomy circles appear in turn with his chanting.