You have become an immortal, you tell me that you are a villain?

Chapter 59 A world with no vitality

This scream had no reason, only madness. The moment it touched his eardrums, Fang Han's body shook and he almost fell from the flying sword. He quickly reached out and pinched it, building a sound barrier to isolate the sounds. ,
He lowered his head and looked at the monster with human faces all over its back. Scattered around it were many little monsters with only one face or several faces. They all basically looked up at the same time, those empty facial makeups. All that remains is sluggishness and a certain instinct to keep moving forward.

There are thousands of human faces in the gray mist.

Fang Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Star Art began to slowly circulate in his body.

The sky was filled with thunderclouds.

The Star Art mobilizes the power of the stars, which has nothing to do with the aura of heaven and earth, and is not affected by cultivation. The disadvantage is that it takes time to operate. The lower the cultivation level, the longer it takes for the Star Art to operate.

However, these "ghost mandrills" just stared at him blankly. In this way, he had enough time to operate the Star Technique.

The appearance of these things caused him physical discomfort. If the realm was still there, he could make all these things die with just one word.

It's a pity that the cultivation level is not enough, so I can only settle for the second best.

Thunder and lightning suppress all evil spirits, and a star thunder method is enough to wipe out the ghost mandrills within a radius of thousands of miles.

At first, Fang Han thought so.

The stars in the sky of the Evernight World lit up, forming a gorgeous star map on Fang Han's raised palm, and purple-black lightning arcs began to twine around his fingertips.

Some low-level "ghost mandrills" realized that this guy was unusual. Their strong hind legs suddenly exerted force and jumped up from the ground, hoping to attack Han Han.

The star thunder method formed a powerful thunder net around him. Those mandrills who wanted to attack Fang Han were immediately roasted by thunder and lightning the moment they approached him, and their skin and flesh were all burnt black by the electricity.

Fang Han didn't even bother to look at these weak bastards who jumped up to die. He pointed his finger at the mist-shrouded night sky above Yong Ye's head.

The power of the stars in the Eternal Night World is extremely weak. The energy obtained by running the Star Art for one day is much less than that of Three Thousand Avenues, but it is enough. If there is more power of these stars, the body of the ninth level of Yin Yuan may not be able to use it. To master the method, being weak also has its advantages.

Thick dark purple thunderbolts fell from the sky, and as Fang Han pointed his index finger downward, hundreds of secondary thunderbolts blasted down from the starlight spots, all of which crashed into the back of the huge ghost mandrill!
He let out chaotic and crazy screams from his mouth, but unfortunately these screams were all blocked out by the sound isolation spell.

Fang Han watched the monster's huge body gradually disintegrate under the bombardment of thunder, and the dull human faces fell off from the huge body.

The thickest thunder pillar directly cut off the huge ghost mandrill's body, while the rest of the scattered sky thunder stirred up various parts of its body.

After a thunderstorm of stars, thick smoke billowed from the ground.

Fang Han stood in the air and waited quietly.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, all parts of the giant ghost mandrill's body had been basically scorched black by electricity, with only a small part retaining some of its original appearance.

Just when Fang Han thought that this thing could no longer make any waves, a pale fleshy hand suddenly poked out from among the blackened rotten flesh.

Then, countless fleshy hands stretched out from the charred rotten flesh. They moved like cells under a microscope in the black charred solid. These fleshy tissues looked at each other, and their dull eyes looked at each other, as if A certain target was found at the same time.

Then, under Fang Han's gaze, they moved quickly towards a certain individual. They squeezed each other's bodies together, their white flesh adsorbing each other, and the small individuals with only one face around them also moved quickly. They gathered towards the monster, and before long, the shape and size of the mandrill became the same as before.

After seeing this scene, Fang Han frowned tightly.

He asked Yong Ye in his mind: "This monster seems to be very troublesome to kill. Do you have any efficient method?"

Yong Ye said: "I don't know. If I knew, I would have used means to hint to the people in my world."

"Don't you have four knights? They don't know either?"

"Then you have to ask the knight yourself."

"Aren't they your knights? What information do they have that you don't know about?"

Yong Ye was silent for a moment and then said: "Let me tell you this, even if these things appear in your Three Thousand Avenue World, the will of the Three Thousand Worlds may not be able to perceive their existence. Only when you are on the verge of extinction, Only then do we, the “will of the world,” know that we are “sick.”

Fang Han was silent.

"Looking at it this way, your world's will is so weak."

Yongye said: "The consciousness of the world is composed of chaotic consciousness. It is difficult for us to have a clear understanding. Otherwise, we would have intervened in our own world long ago. But in fact, most of us have incomplete minds, and even many normal Everything is incomprehensible."

"There are even many consciousnesses in the world that are just like me. They are some broken and dead strong man."

"It seems I can't count on you anymore." Fang Han said.

"No." Yong Ye's consciousness said: "Although I don't know many details, I still know some major events that happened in the world."

"Okay." Fang Han said, "Then I will come to you when I need to know about major events."

Fang Han looked at the "Ghost Mandrill" below that had restored its original appearance.

This thing seemed to have lost interest in him.

In other words, their interest is never in themselves.

The mandrills looked towards the sky in the distance and began to slowly move towards the last city of mankind.

Suddenly, Fang Hanting felt like something was moving above his head.He looked up.

There was a layer of gray mist covering the sky, and there seemed to be something hidden in the mist.

Fang Han lifted the sound isolation spell, which would affect his judgment to a certain extent.

There were rustling sounds all around.

Fang Han released his spiritual thoughts, and the coverage area of ​​the Yin Yuan monk's spiritual thoughts was only about a hundred meters.

He clearly felt that he was being stared at by something.

Just when he was puzzled.

In the darkness above the mist, a gray mouth suddenly appeared.

This was an unimaginably big mouth, and its mouth was filled with wildly wriggling tentacles. When Fang Han discovered it, the countless tentacles in his mouth swung and shot toward the ground.

The healed mandrill just now was rolled up by the huge tentacle, and countless other mandrills of different shapes were rolled up at the same time.

These tentacles wrap around the slowly sneaking monsters.

Like a toad eating, the tentacles brought them into the mouth and swallowed them in one gulp.

From the huge mouth, a series of frightening and crazy screams sounded one after another.

In just a few seconds, all the large mandrills on the ground were devoured, and the remaining small ones fled in all directions. No one wanted to become the food of this large monster.

Fang Han was in shock.

If this thing is measured by realm, I am afraid it has the cultivation level to be canonized.

Fortunately, it wasn't directed at me.

The gray-white mist above the head gradually thickened, and the giant mouth disappeared into the mist after swallowing it once. Immediately, there was a huge sound like an earthquake on the ground.

The giant-faced owner hidden in the mist began to move slowly.

Every time He took a step, the earth would tremble.

Fang Han couldn't even see the monster's entire body.

But there is one thing he can be sure of -

The height of this monster must be far higher than the last city wall built by humans.

I'm afraid this monster can easily trample that weak high wall.

Such a huge thing can't even be used by seven Eternal Night Knights, right?

Judging from his recovery speed just now, unless an extremely powerful spell can be used to annihilate it at once, otherwise, this kind of thing will be reborn very quickly.

Fang Han indeed has extremely powerful destructive spells.

But the body at the ninth level of Yin Yuan simply couldn't bear it.

It's no wonder that humans want to send the seven Knights of Eternal Night back to ten years ago. From the current point of view, there is no possibility of victory in this battle.

Fang Han asked in his mind: "Yong Ye, what day was it ten years ago?"

Yong Ye said: "The first sighting record of a mandrill appeared ten years ago."

"I see." Fang Han said, "So at this point in time, humans want to go back to when the mandrills first appeared and solve the problem from the root?"

"Probably so." Yong Ye said, "I'm not very clear about human beings' thoughts."

Fang Han said: "Judging from the current situation, this is the only way they can do it."

Fang Han activated his spiritual energy to control the flying sword and continued to fly towards the distance.

In consciousness, Yongye asked: "You have already seen the ghost mandrill, why don't you go back?"

Fang Han said: "You don't have to worry about it, I have my own plan."

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