Chapter 572

Mo Fan was in an absolutely rational and high-speed thinking state at the moment, and after some thinking and analysis, this was the best way he could think of.

He only heard him say to Mina in a deep voice: "

The strongest ability of this thing is regeneration and swallowing. In addition, another relatively buggy talent is analysis and transformation."

"Just like Xiao Hei, he can pollute everything, and this one can indeed swallow everything. But both have the same problem, that is, they both need time."

"High-level existences like time and space can indeed be swallowed by the opponent, but they need to be analyzed first. After analyzing the initial essence, they can be swallowed and converted accordingly."

"This can also be seen from Big Eyes' attack. His attacks always gradually become ineffective, and it is not that the opponent can be completely immune to defense right away."

"So, in this case, if you can kill it with one blow. If you don't give the opponent a chance to analyze and transform, there is naturally no possibility of swallowing, and it is not difficult to kill it completely."

After some big data analysis and calculation, Mina also nodded slightly. I think Mo Fan's method is indeed the best choice and the one with the highest success rate.

Perhaps this is the truth about martial arts, which can only be broken by speed. No matter how strong you are, or what peerless martial arts you have mastered.

I will chop off your head first, so that you can't use anything. I won't give you any time to accumulate energy or use your ultimate move. Let's see what you can do?

If you can do this, you will be invincible, and anyone will have to kneel down.

No matter how powerful a nuclear bomb is, you must first kill the person who presses the launch button. Then, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a decoration. The principle is the same.

Of course, it is easier said than done. The opponent's strength is there, and it is not as easy as saying to kill him with one blow.

After evaluating, Mina said bluntly: "At present, the only one who can do this in the entire team is Jiemie. Others, even your ace beastmaster Xiaohei, can't do it."

"After all, it is a one-shot kill. And in terms of instantaneous explosive power, no one is stronger than Jiemie."

Mo Fan nodded. This is a fact, and there is nothing to refute. The strongest assassin in the team is not in vain.

A fatal wind god killing move, that's not a joke.

"But now, Jiemie seems to be unable to pull his hands away, right?" After a pause, Mina said hesitantly.

Mo Fan was about to answer, but suddenly, a crazy laugh rang out.

The silver smiley mask that he had been wearing on his face, the evil god mask Qianhuan, suddenly launched a big move.

First there was a crazy laugh, which was naturally a natural ability, the devil's laughter.

But soon, Qianhuan seemed to think that this move was not powerful enough. With a change of tone, he directly launched another stronger move, the Fallen Wail.

This is not over yet, Mo Fan could feel that Qianhuan, who was worn on his face, trembled twice. It seemed to slightly deviate in a direction, and a pair of empty mask eyes faced a certain direction and looked straight over.

Innate ability, evil god dusk.

The lethality of the Fallen Wail, needless to say. It emits disordered and chaotic, filthy and evil fallen sounds, allowing the enemy to listen to the voice from the abyss. It makes them encounter disaster and destruction, and go to death.

As for the evil god dusk, it is even stronger. All creatures in the area covered by this talent will inevitably go to death. Just like its name, let your life go to dusk and wither, inevitably and irreversibly.

Unless you can get out of the range of the talent in time, there is only one way to die.

This is especially true for the guy who is watched by the evil god mask himself, almost certain to die.

There is no doubt that using these two moves at the same time means that Qianhuan has already opened fire.

It also means that a strong enemy is coming, and even threatens Mo Fan, who is in the center of the team and in the deepest darkness.

The emergence of this situation is not good news.

Mo Fan's eyes condensed, his expression changed slightly, and then he found that in addition to the terrifying wailing released by Qianhuan, there was another sound in the air.

It sounded like crying and singing. In short, the sound was mournful and gentle, floating and vague, and because of the fallen wailing, it became extremely unclear. No matter how you listen, it doesn't sound real.

And this was obviously done deliberately by Qian Huan. In an instant, Mo Fan understood that Qian Huan suddenly attacked without any signs. He went all out and opened fire, as if he was facing a great enemy, just to resist this mournful and resentful sound that came from nowhere.

The reason why it was not clear no matter how you listen is because Qian Huan blocked most of his power. The fallen wailing and the evil god dusk, that's not a joke.

But this is very strange. Mo Fan just took the initiativeHe was trying to listen to the sound of the aggregate life, and Qian Huan did not stop him.

Logically speaking, that sound should be more terrifying, and hearing it would kill him. Qian Huan did not stop Mo Fan, proving that he knew that even if Mo Fan heard the sound, he would be fine.

Whether it was his protection or Mo Fan's own self-protection ability, he could guarantee his absolute safety.

Qian Huan had let it go before, but now he was so cautious and vigilant, and the difference between the two was obvious at a glance.

In Qian Huan's judgment, this sounded like crying, and it seemed like the sad and resentful sound of singing opera, which was more than ten times more terrifying than the chaotic sound emitted by the aggregate life.

Feeling the direction of the smiley mask on his face, Mo Fan also turned his eyes and looked over, and then his eyebrows could not help but raise fiercely.

He saw that the direction where the sound came from was an inconspicuous corner of the battlefield. At some point, a red sedan chair appeared there.

That's right, it was a sedan chair, the kind used in ancient times to welcome the bride, the kind that was carried by four or eight people.

The patterns are complex, the color is bright red like blood, the workmanship is very fine, and it is quite beautiful.

However, in this situation, seeing such a lonely sedan chair appear in a corner of the battlefield. The weird and incomprehensible feeling almost hits you in the face.

"What is this?" Mo Fan murmured softly, already guessing what the hell is in this sedan chair.

But no matter what it is, it is definitely not a normal beast. The faint, mournful sound that even the Fallen Wail and the Evil God Twilight cannot completely isolate came from this sedan chair.

And with the passage of time, this sound seems to be getting louder and louder. At first it was just a simple sound, and later, in addition to the original sad crying and sobbing sound, there seemed to be other sounds.

Suona, erhu, pipa, etc., the sounds of various classical instruments also appeared one after another. The combination and fusion of each other actually formed a piece of music.

This music perfectly matches the weeping sound, making the sad emotions in it more intense and more expressive. This suppressed Qian Huan's wail of depravity bit by bit.

"Damn, it's a bit difficult!" Qian Huan's complaining voice sounded in his mind. But the fact that he could still complain proved that Qian Huan had not reached his limit and could still deal with the attack relatively easily.

The facts seemed to prove this point. The opponent's attack was intensifying, but Qian Huan's counterattack was not without any effect.

Under the gaze of the evil god mask, the sedan chair in the distance began to fade bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The original bright red color of the sedan chair was dimming bit by bit. The whole thing gradually became old and tattered, stained with mottled marks.

In a flash, the brand new sedan chair had become old and gray. It was like it had been beaten by wind and rain for dozens or hundreds of years.

After several destructions, it became completely tattered and could no longer be used.

This is the innate ability, the terrible evil god dusk, the power to make all things wither.

At first glance, it seems not as overbearing as Xiao Hei's Doomsday Darkness, but it is also buggy and unsolvable.

Unlike the destruction from the outside world, the Twilight of the Evil God is more like the aging of things themselves step by step.

All things arise from nothingness and will eventually return to nothingness. The cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death is a law that all things cannot escape.

Even the universe itself has experienced destruction and rebirth again and again, it is just a matter of time. Other things are even more difficult to escape this law.

Any person and thing will inevitably decline and go to destruction that day.

Simply put, extinction is inevitable and the ending is unavoidable. And the Twilight of the Evil God is to bring the moment of complete extinction earlier.

Just like a healthy person, it may take decades to completely die of old age. A piece of steel will take hundreds of years to decompose into elemental particles again.

But no matter how long it takes, there will always be such a day. The most terrible destruction is hidden in the things themselves. Death and weakness are inherent in the body, and one day, they will bring themselves.

To put it bluntly, these things already existed, but Qian Huan induced them in advance and made them come early.

Xiao Hei's Doomsday Darkness is strong in the destruction and erosion from the outside to the inside. Qian Huan's Evil God Twilight is self-destructive from the inside to the outside. The power of withering is terrible here.

There is an essential difference between the two, but the actual killing effect is not bad at all.

The opponent gave Qian Huan a lot of pressure. Qian Huan's counterattack was also powerful.

As expected of a veteran who can rank sixth in the Dark Sky Group, this strength should not be underestimated.

And just when the sedan chair faded,The mysterious being in it seemed that he could no longer sit still. The next moment, a pale and slender hand stretched out.

The fingers were slightly bent with some stiffness, and then he exerted force to lift the curtain of the sedan chair little by little.

Then a slender figure in a red wedding dress was seen slowly stepping out of the sedan chair.

The lotus steps moved lightly, and the figure could be regarded as graceful. However, facing the figure that came out like this, no one dared to despise it at all.

Qian Huan had already raised his voice to the maximum at this time, and the Fallen Wail continued to open, and the gaze of the evil god dusk did not dare to stop for a moment.

A pair of empty eye sockets stared at the other party so hard, suppressing him.

As for the side effects of the Fallen Wail, it would attract the comments of some existence in the dark, but at this time, he could not care so much. Qian Huan felt a great threat from the person in front of him.

Even at this moment, even opening the two ultimate moves of Fallen Wail and Evil God Twilight, he felt a little insufficient.

In an instant, a black, ancient door appeared behind Mo Fan. Without a doubt, it was the Devil's Gate. Qian Huan was going to use this trick again.