Chapter 844

When!

When the tyrant bimon was digging the devil's grave, its horn seemed to touch something, making a sound of gold and iron, and the tyrant bimon had already stepped back two steps, staring at the dug devil's grave.

I saw as like as two peas in the grave, a huge face, just like the magic face that appeared on the magic stone, but it was much larger and it was also emitting a strange and gray smell.

Zhou Wen was staring at the face, but it floated up by itself. Only then did he find that it was not a face, but a stone mask.

"It seems that the appearance of magic face should be the problem of this mask." Zhou Wen ordered the tyrant Bimeng to blow in the past. He wanted to try what kind of ability the mask had.

Bang!

The absolute power of the tyrant bimong smashed the mask directly, which made Zhou Wen feel a little surprised. Although there were not many companions in the world who could fight against bimong, they were directly smashed without even one punch. This was too weak, not as good as the Dragon Tiger elixir.

When Zhou Wen was puzzled, he saw that the dust all over the sky floated towards the tyrant bimon. He didn't wait for Zhou Wen to react. The dust of the mask was all on the tyrant bimon's face, and it became a complete mask.

Only this time, the mask fit the tyrant bimon's face size, just wrapped the tyrant bimon's face.

Zhou Wen suddenly felt something bad. Sure enough, the tyrant Beamon roared and struggled, trying to tear off the mask on his face, but he couldn't tear it off. Moreover, his struggle became smaller and smaller. Soon, Zhou Wen found that the tyrant Beamon was out of his control.

Boom!

The tyrant bimon blows at the bloody villain, and the bloody villain dodges to one side. His fist directly smashes a big hole in the mountain wall.

The terrible power of the tyrant Bimeng started to attack the bloody villain again and again. Zhou Wen's power was not enough to compete with the tyrant Bimeng, so he could only keep dodging.

While dodging, Zhou Wen was observing the mask and making spiritual contact with the tyrant bimon.

The spiritual connection is useless. The mask completely controls the tyrant bimon. Zhou Wen is surprised by the ability of the mask.

"It seems that we can only try to break the mask and liberate the tyrant bimont." Zhou Wen put on his invisibility cloak and disappeared in an instant.

The tyrant bimon is the companion pet of the brute force type. He has never been afraid of anyone when fighting head-on.

But Zhou Wen disappeared, it can only stand there, wearing a mask face looking around, but can not see the trace of Zhou Wen.

Suddenly, the invisible sword light flashed away, and the mask on the tyrant's face was split in two and fell from the tyrant's face.

However, the tyrant bimon did not regain his freedom. The mask broke automatically and condensed on the tyrant bimon's face again, forming a new mask. The tyrant bimon was still under his control.

Zhou Wen continued to move forward with his lightsaber in his hand. In a moment, he didn't know how many swords he had made. He cut the mask to pieces, but the result still didn't have much effect.

The broken mask returns to the tyrant bimon's face again, and is still firmly in control of bimon.

"There can be no weakness. What is the weakness of a mask?" Zhou Wen steals himself in the dark, using the ability of the king of prison to respect his soul and the listening ability to listen, constantly scanning that mask.

In addition to the perspective ability of the dark doctor, there was almost no secret about the mask in front of Zhou Wen's eyes.

However, there is no flaw in the mask itself. It is all composed of gray stones, and nothing special is found.

Different from the water element seen by Zhou Wen before, water element can be broken up and agglomerated again, but there is a water element core in the body of water element. As long as the core is destroyed, water element can be killed.

This mask is different. There is no core in its body. No matter how it cuts its body, or even blows the mask to powder like a tyrant, it can't kill it.

"Does it really have no weakness?" Zhou Wen peeped for a long time, but did not find the weakness of the mask.

The demon baby who shrank in the invisibility cloak has never made a move. Obviously, she didn't find the flaw of the mask, so she didn't make a move.

"Even me and the devil baby can't find the flaw of the mask. Is it possible that there is no flaw in it, or that its flaw is not in it?" Zhou Wen's mind moved, and he focused on the tomb where he found the mask.

There are gray stones in the tomb. After the mask flies out, the stones below may be squeezed by the stones, forming the shape of a human face. However, it seems that the shape is just a little similar, and it doesn't have the freshness of the other faces. It doesn't seem to be a living thing.

No matter how many, Zhou Wen has to try everything now. He can't see it directly. He uses his lightsaber to cut it out quickly. One sword after another, he cuts it on the face shaped magic stone in the devil's grave.

Poof!

Where the sword marks appeared, black blood gushed out like a spring, and the mask on the tyrant bimont's face suddenly twisted, with cracks like the sword marks on it.

When the black blood sprayed out, the mask cracked and fell all over the ground.

"Kill mythical creature, ghost mask." There are hints in the game.

"Nothing explodes?" Zhou Wen is a little depressed. The dragon and tiger elixir recently burst out seems to have exhausted all his luck, and has not burst out anything good for several days.

After the ghost mask was removed, the tyrant bimon regained contact with Zhou Wen, and the ghost faces in the magic stone were also broken, and the accompanying pet was no longer demonized when he met the magic stone.

"It seems that the problem of demonization is caused by the ghost mask, that is, I don't know whether the people of Zhang family come to the devil grave automatically, and whether it is the problem of ghost mask. If it is, the trouble of Zhang family should be solved." Zhou Wen thought, let the tyrant Bimeng continue to dig the devil's grave, to see what else below.

Without the interference of the magic stone statue, the tyrant is faster than being dug. It directly devours the excavated magic stone and replenishes the energy consumed.

Digging, the tyrant bimong stopped again, like lost soul, standing in front of the devil's grave, no matter how Zhou Wen ordered it, it was still.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Wen frowned slightly and looked into the grave which had been dug seven or eight meters deep. In the pit below, there was one more living creature besides the magic stone.