Chapter 573

The battle had reached this point, even Haoyue God-killing Wolf Xiaotian had already awakened the Heavenly Demon at all costs.

Evil God Mask Qianhuan felt that he had nothing to hold back. He no longer cared about the side effects of the Fallen Howl and the risks of the Demon Gate.

Or rather, he could no longer care about it now, anyway, he had to use it when he had to.

He even hoped to summon a guy who was too powerful and uncontrollable.

In this way, at least the battlefield could be messed up a little. They might have more opportunities to fish in troubled waters.

In short, facing the figure who walked out of the sedan chair, Qianhuan opened the Demon Gate without hesitation.

And that person was obviously coming here, and his face turned slowly towards this side.

The visitor was wearing a red wedding dress, and his facial features were covered by a matching red veil. Only a pointed chin and most of his long black and smooth hair were exposed.

The wedding dress wrapped around the delicate and graceful body with beautiful curves and unparalleled appearance.

Under the long and gorgeous skirt, a pair of small red embroidered shoes inlaid with pearls and tassels could be vaguely seen.

The wedding dress was like a sedan chair, bright red as blood, with intricate and delicate workmanship. The folded skirt and the gorgeous golden patterns, everything was so eye-catching.

The other party just stood there quietly, like a blooming peony, graceful, elegant, and stunning, which was amazing.

It was really a prosperous time, rare in the world.

Of course, it was beautiful. Mo Fan, who was in an absolutely rational state, would not have any emotional changes because of this, and thus ignore the key points.

Soon, he saw the weirdness of the red bride.

The wedding dress on her body was too bright and gorgeous, so gorgeous that it was a bit dazzling. The bright red seemed to be so rich that it was about to drip blood.

Of course, if it were just that, it would be fine. The problem is that the bright color of the wedding dress contrasts with the paleness of the skin exposed to the outside.

For example, the thin and pointed chin exposed to the air, and the pair of slender hands. They all look too pale against the bright red wedding dress.

That kind of white is even better than the death phantom sister, a real snow-white. It is not a living person at all, or it is not the level that any flesh and blood life can achieve.

Seeing this white, Mo Fan couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and a thought flashed in his black eyes.

This white made him think of white snow first, and then white walls, and white cold light, a real pale white.

A living person can't have this skin color, not even a dead body like the sister. This thing is not any flesh and blood creature at all.

Look at this chin, and this hand, why do I always feel like a plastic doll used to display clothes in a store? Could it be that the thing is alive?

Mo Fan's thinking speed at this moment is so fast. However, in a blink of an eye, he has already followed the clues and glimpsed the essence of the other party's existence.

Thinking of the white display models in the clothing store that only have a rough human shape and no facial features, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Although this idea is a bit shocking, he should be the truth.

The whiteness of the other party's skin color and the texture are indeed in line with the feeling of a plastic doll model.

Before, he didn't notice it when he was still sitting in the sedan chair, but now that he got closer and could see it clearly, Mo Fan basically confirmed his thoughts.

Doll model? This thing is also alive?

Mo Fan secretly licked his back teeth with his tongue and felt a little toothache.

Before today, he felt that the beasts he created were weird enough. However, looking at Bai Pianran's beasts now, the weirdness is not inferior to his dark group at all, and even many are better!

Even a beastmaster like him who specializes in monsters had never thought that plastic models could be awakened and become extraordinary beastmasters.

Sure enough, Bai Pianran had a bigger imagination than him, or in some ways, he was more like a madman and a pervert than him.

Damn, he didn't even let go of the plastic models in supermarkets and stores. Is he still a human being? He was simply insane.

Mo Fan thought so in his heart, completely ignoring that he was a pervert who didn't even let go of his own shadow.

Both sides were obviously the same. They were all indifferent, and no one had the right to laugh at anyone.

After all, who would do this to their own shadow? After a series of magical operations, his own shadow was brought back to life.

However, before, although he didn't expect that such a thing could be awakened. But now seeing it with his own eyes, after a little measurement and evaluation, Mo Fan felt that it was not difficult to accept.

After all, didn't he have puppets and rag dolls under his command? If puppets can come to life, plasticWhy can't the puppet live?

To be honest, there is no essential difference between the two. It's just that one is made of wood and the other is made of plastic. One is smaller and the other is larger, that's all.

But to be honest, there is no essential difference, it's not an exaggeration to say that they are relatives.

But the wedding dress on her body is interesting. The classic monster, the bride of the underworld, is interesting.

Mo Fan thought silently, and after judging the origin of the other party's evolution, he quickly looked down at the detailed data provided by Mina.

Level 87, eternal quality, dark and super-powered dual-attribute beast, the bride of the underworld.

Sure enough, Mo Fan nodded silently, completely confirming his guess.

After a light breath, he looked at the bride of the underworld again.

The other party stepped out of the sedan chair, and he was also going all out and firing at full power. If he wanted to sit in the sedan chair and suppress Qianhuan while pretending to be a fork, it would obviously be impossible.

Of course, the other party's strength is not weak either.

She dared to boldly withstand the terrifying sight cast by Qianhuan. Under the gaze of the evil god Huang Lei, she didn't even go around, and rushed straight up.

On the surface, she looked like a weak bride who would fall down at a push, but in fact she was quite stubborn.

The problem was that she was not only stubborn, but also seemed to have the strength to be stubborn.

Under the gaze of the evil god Huang Lei, the wedding dress on her body did not weaken and wither like the sedan chair.

The wedding dress did not fade, but became more and more bright. It was so bright that it was dazzling, and even faintly emitted a faint red light.

Tick-tick-tick, this time there was really red liquid dripping from the wedding dress. No one would naively think that it was red paint, and the wedding dress had faded.

The strong smell of blood drifting in the wind declared its identity and tried hard to brush its presence.

This was not paint at all, but real blood.

Blood dripped onto the ground and splattered everywhere, like red plum blossoms in full bloom. In the midst of horror and gloom, it had a different kind of beauty.

The bride of the underworld walked along, leaving a trail of blood. And as the blood became more and more, it seemed to gradually form some kind of protection, which helped her resist the withering power released by Qian Huan.

Innate ability, blood field.

The ability within the field is undoubtedly quite troublesome and tricky. To deal with this ability, unless you can absolutely crush it in terms of strength, you can force it to break.

Otherwise, being inside the field, the field master is really difficult to kill, and even getting injured is extremely difficult.

Qian Huan felt a headache at the moment, but this was not the most fatal thing.

The opponent's most powerful means was the singing voice that sounded like crying and mournful. It was a pity that the veil covered her face, and she couldn't see the real scene underneath.

Otherwise, Qian Huan really wanted to know, how could a human model with no facial features make such a sound?

His mask at least has eyes, nose, mouth, and all the facial features, while the other party has no face at all.

There is no doubt that the Bride of Hell, who is so good at large-scale sonic attacks, was trained by Bai Pianran to deal with Qian Huan, who is good at such attacks.

Or it is also aimed at Mo Fan himself.

A laugh, a cry. An inarticulate crazy mumbling, a sad and gentle singing, can this be more contradictory?

It is completely like fire meeting ice, insecticide meeting cockroaches, mosquito meeting mosquito swatter, what else can be...

Can Bai Pianran's target be more obvious?

But now is not the time to complain about these, we still have to find a way to deal with the Bride of Hell who wants to capture the thief first.

"Little Wood, take action. Qian Huan keeps using Twilight of the Evil God and stops using Fallen Wail. ​​We can't keep using this. Otherwise, we'll be dead before the enemy is killed."

"Open the demon gate and catch a stronger guy for me. The stronger the better. As for how to control it, leave it to me. You don't have to worry about it. Just summon it with all your strength."

Mo Fan quickly gave the order.

"Yes, sir." After receiving the order, the two beasts immediately took action.

As expected, Qian Huan stopped speaking immediately and just continued to stare at the other party and use Twilight of the Evil God.

The Blood Moon Puppet Little Wood, who sat on Mo Fan's shoulders on both sides, took action immediately, replacing Fallen Wail to give the Bride of the Underworld enough suppression.

Innate ability, Dark Moon Chains.

With the sound of metal and iron intersecting, chains emerged from the void. Like a venomous snake that suddenly drilled out of a hole, it madly entangled the Bride of the Underworld. In an instant, the chains bound his limbs and body tightly.

However, these chains did not hold him back for long.There was a rustling sound, and the black hair of the bride of the underworld began to grow wildly at this moment, and flew all over the place in an instant. It was like a huge net covering the sky, wrapping itself up on one side to form a protection. On the other side, it was used to prevent the chain from being broken.

The chains and the long hair were entangled in one place, and neither of them gave in, forming a stalemate.

But Xiao Mu was not easy to mess with. Xiao Mu, with a big head and a small body, was brown and black in color, and had a blood-red full moon mark on his forehead. He stood on one shoulder of Mo Fan.

A pair of small hands controlled the chains, and while he was constantly entangled with the bride of the underworld, the red moon mark on his forehead suddenly shone brightly, directly releasing another talent move.

Talent ability, blood moon cage.

Again, in terms of the ability to control and restrain, no one in the whole group can compare to Xiao Mu.

On Qian Huan's side, while the little wood was blocking the Bride of the Underworld's way, he suddenly opened the Devil's Gate that had appeared for a long time.