The demon horns on his body gave Bai Mist a sense of immediacy that he had become a ghost and god child, and his elbows, shoulders, and knees all grew magic horns that were enough to penetrate the metal.

The evil eyes covered the entire hand, and in terms of arms alone, they were quite similar to Hong Yin's body.

The eyes naturally bring the field of vision, and the white mist is now able to observe any position without dead ends.

But it's true that only the original binocular can see the notes.

The broken bone wings stretched out, and he was like an ancient undead demon who had descended into the present world, and this feeling of full power made Bai Wu feel that it was not bad to be evil.

Until he suddenly found out...... I seem to be missing a certain part, and I immediately change my opinion.

Well, it's better to be a human being. Although some places don't use it most of the time, eighteen centimeter things can't be said to be gone.

The white mist was not immersed in the feeling of being full of power, and there were one hundred and eighty seconds left in the time.

Exactly three minutes, in the process of becoming a villain, he calculated the possibilities of this battle.

"The bomb will explode, it will take a minute to return to the roulette wheel and it will start, I must kill it in two minutes, remove the reincarnation rules, and send the dwarf back."

"But how can I go back? Once the mummy dies, the reincarnation of the area is over, and I can't change back into the human form I had had just a few minutes ago, and I can't go back to the Tower. ”

The Evil Fall enters the Tower and is completely purified in just a short moment. White Mist is caught in a dilemma.

Without killing the mummy, the rules of reincarnation cannot be lifted, and the captain cannot return to the tower.

Kill the mummy, the rules of reincarnation will be invalidated, and you will not be able to turn back into a human.

This problem bothered the white fog for about 0.7 seconds,

"The situation is not unsolvable, as long as I can master reincarnation!"

To master reincarnation, there is naturally only one way, to exert gluttony.

Originally, Bai Mist was afraid to change into the shape of the other party, and he was also worried about being exposed in front of the captain.

But now he's a Fall, a Fallen, who looks more like a demon than Illidan Fury, and makes some strange moves, which makes perfect sense.

The mummy felt a great threat.

There are two variables in this area today, there have been no human beings here in the past seven hundred years, and there has never been a seventh-level mutation of evil fall.

It comes from an experiment 700 years ago, and the face under the bandage has long been unrecognized, but just like its aberrant entry, it seems to live forever in a certain time, endless reincarnation.

At the time it knew, it was impossible for humanity to fight head-on in the face of evil.

Little by little, the end of the world came, and at first more and more people mutated into evil, then various physical rules were disrupted, and then people found that many weapons were no longer usable.

Not only weapons, but all kinds of machinery and equipment that they were proud of were turned into broken copper and iron under the strange rules outside the tower.

At that time, it was a slave at the bottom of the pyramid, but a hunter at the top of the food chain!

It has seen countless human beings become evil, only a very small number of people who are too strong in resentment will produce distortion beyond the level, and the rest are all eaten from the bottom little by little, level by level.

But why was this human being able to directly mutate into a seventh-level evil fall? How could he be worse than me?

Compared to the mummy full of question marks, White Mist's idea is much simpler.

He used the Devil Horn at the elbow and the Devil Horn at the knee as weapons, and then attacked with Muay Thai.

This is a fist that uses elbows and knees, and the demon horns are like the most powerful spears, easily breaking through the mummy's defenses.

However, relying on the transfer of weakness and the bonding of flesh and blood, although Bai Mist's fists and kicks hit again and again, they all seemed to hit the sand.

The powerful fist power pierced directly through the mummy's body, the bandages spread out layer by layer, and the dusty body debris flew in the air.

The white mist attacked quickly, but most of its strength was removed by the mummy's special physique.

However, everything is also in the calculation of the white mist, and only by hitting the mummy's weakness can it really cause damage. In the offensive of more than ten seconds, Bai Wu deliberately avoided the weakness with every punch.

He pretended to be unaware of weaknesses, patiently observed the opponent's weakness through feedback notes, and slowly paralyzed the opponent.

One hundred and sixty seconds left before the explosion.

The many eyes on his arms gave White Mist absolute vision, and he could clearly capture the contempt in the mummy's eyes.

That's what he wants.

One hundred and fifty-five seconds.

White Mist's attacks began to gradually become messy, and although he threw dozens of punches, each punch did not cause any damage.

Wujiu was very anxious to watch this scene, and even increased his negative mood value a little, quite a kind of indignation that this son is not a climate!

Bai Mist's fist technique was messy, and at first he was fighting well, but then he seemed to find that he couldn't cause damage to the mummy, and he seemed a little angry.

Now even the hit rate has dropped a lot.

Not only that, but the white fog at this time, in the eyes of Wujiu, who is good at fighting, is simply full of flaws, and the opponent can launch a counterattack at any time.

Sure enough, the mummy's bandages were all spread out again.

They were like poisonous snakes, no longer swinging lightly in the air, but instantly launching an attack on the white mist.

At the same moment, White Mist's gaze pretended to inadvertently sweep over the mummy's weakness.

It was a crystallization as small as dust.

Confused in the gritty body of the mummy, it is impossible to distinguish at all. Originally, it had been wandering between the bandages, but at this moment, it finally froze!

As the bandage wrapped around the white mist, the white mist said:

"Captain, prepare to cut off my right arm!"

White Mist's eyes were more fierce than ever, and before being wrapped around the gradually shrinking bandage, he made a highly flexible Thomas whirlwind, and cut the bandage with the help of the demonic horns on the joint.

It all happened in an instant.

But the speed is the best in the world, and it is natural to be able to see every movement of the white fog, or the potential meaning of every action.

Is the White Mist waiting for an opportunity?

Fang Cai's random beating was just his intention?

Wujiu quickly reacted that Bai Wu had a completely different fighting style from his own.

Maybe from the very beginning of the battle, this kid has already calculated how to deal with the enemy?

"Kill!"

White Mist's body was once again surrounded by bandages, but the demonic horn of his right elbow was aimed at the left side of the mummy's waist and abdomen for a moment.

The calf exerted force, and before those bandages like a swarm of snakes came, he ran like an arrow off the string, running towards the mummy!

Deviated.

This punch, which gathered all its strength, did not hit the mummy's weak point, but deviated a little.

White Mist's eyes stared into the mummy's eyes, as if he hadn't noticed the alleged weakness at all.

There was still a mocking look in the mummy's eyes, no matter how swift Bai Mist's punch was, it was in vain after all.

But in the next second, the entire cargo hold was suddenly filled with an unimaginable killing intent.

A powerful sword momentum broke through the right shoulder of the white mist!

Wujiu's knife suddenly came out of the sheath, this is the real killing move of the two!