Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Burst!

Water splashes.

The icy sea water was used from all directions, with sticky malice, wanting to invade Wu Jian's body.

Under the pressure of these supernatural waters.

He felt the strangeness in his body become slightly stagnant.

Poof!

Treacherous heartbeat.

Deep power emanates from the blood and travels throughout the body.

Under the action of this force.

The stagnant weirdness came alive again.

When you open your eyes, the strange spirits of time and space flow in your eyes.

Let Wu Jian have a clear line of sight in the sea of treachery.

"Is this the sea of tricks?"

Feel the strange power of the depths of the sea that wants to sink his body into.

Wu Jian spat out a string of bubbles.

He had to unleash the supernatural in order to levitate his body in the treacherous sea.

Otherwise, he will sink directly to the bottom of the sea.

"This sea is also a weird, and very powerful weird. "

Feeling the supernatural in the seawater, Wu Jian had such a thought in his heart.

He looked down.

There was darkness with no end in sight.

Even with the eye of space and time, you can't penetrate this darkness and see the truth of this strange sea.

"Horror. "

Turning his gaze away from this darkness, Wu Jian swept in all directions.

Over there.

There are living people in the sea of treachery.

This has never happened before.

Ordinary people who fall into the treacherous sea are generally killed and sank directly to the bottom of the sea.

Died on the spot and couldn't die anymore.

Even if the trickster falls into the sea of trickery, he will instantly fall silent and silent, and his consciousness will dissipate and enter a state of death.

Only Wu Jian can control a large number of strange things like this, and the living beings who can fight against the supernatural erosion of the strange sea can dive in this strange sea.

At the same time, it will also attract the attacks of these sunken corpses.

"Humph......"

In the face of these sunken corpses, Wu Jian's way of dealing with them was very simple.

He held out the ghosts of time.

The power of time plundering is like a harvester, quickly harvesting the time of these sunken corpses.

The wreckage of the sunken corpses that had been harvested for time all turned into rotten corpses in the water and merged into the sea of treachery.

It only took a few moments.

The sunken corpses in this area were swept away by Wu Jian.

"Damn!"

Feeling the taste of time with the smell of decay, Wu Jian looked crooked.

The time contained in these wrecked corpses is ridiculously small.

And they all smell of decay and disgusting.

After sucking the time of these guys, Wu Jian felt that he had not become stronger or less 040, but the whole person was a little stinky by the time of these sunken corpses.

"Burn it directly next time. "

Glancing around, I made sure there was nothing else going on.

Wu Jian set his eyes ahead.

Over there.

A huge iceberg rises in the sea.

The top of the iceberg is embedded in the bottom of the other side.

It was this iceberg that the Other Shore had just hit.

On this iceberg there is a very terrifying supernatural power.

Swish!

Wu Jian paddled with both hands, and the whole person was like a swimming fish, quickly swimming towards the iceberg.

The sea near the iceberg became unusually cold.

A strange spirit stirred in the icy water, making Wu Jian feel that the strangeness in his body had some restlessness.

In particular, the ghost fog and the treacherous rain are releasing a wave of longing emotions at this time.

In this iceberg, there are hidden pieces of the puzzle that can complete them.

And in the left hand of Wu Jian.

Yan Wei's arm was also restless at this time.

Different from the desire for rain and ghost fog, Yan Wei produces an emotion of resistance.

In this iceberg.

There was some strange power hidden that upset him.

"Is it ice?"

The pupils contracted slightly, and Wu Jian saw through the perspective of time treacherous that there was a strange time torch inside the iceberg.

The torch was in the shape of an arm, burning with a pale blue flame.

This flame does not bring warmth to people, but only makes those who see it feel cold.

This flame is cold.

Confirming this strange position, the vortex in Wu Jian's right eye was turning.

The power of space is leveraged.

The iceberg in front of him suddenly shook.

Click!

Click!

Huge cracks appeared on the iceberg, spreading continuously.

Streams of more intense chills began to unleash on the icebergs, freezing the surrounding seawater.

On Wu Jian's left hand, the golden flame flickered.

The scorching supernatural power confronted the chill, thawing the frozen waters once again.

He looked at the crumbling iceberg and frowned slightly.

"This iceberg and this arm are one? I should say that this iceberg is the ghost of this arm. "

He was just about to use the power of the space treacherous to teleport this strange arm out of the iceberg and imprison it directly into his right hand.

But this huge iceberg actually interfered with the strange spirit of space, so that the supernatural power that originally acted on his arm directly became an attack that destroyed the iceberg. (agc

The strange ghost of space collided with the ghost of this iceberg.

The result is the most direct collapse.

"It's not that simple. "

Look at the huge icebergs that are constantly crumbling and repairing.

Wu Jian raised his hand, and the book of life and death had been manifested.

Whew!

Although it is in the water, there is no restriction on turning the pages of the word book.

Wu Jian's eyes were already reflected in a piece of text.

Look at the words.

Wu Jian's brows furrowed slightly, and then unfolded.

He flipped the word book forward, and it was on the arrears page of the book of life and death.

A new string of text manifested.

[Water trick: 4,444,444 yuan in arrears.] 】

"Good fellow, it's an old man. "

Fingers stroked over the name, and Wu Jian felt a slight connection between himself and the arm in the iceberg.

This arm.

It's part of the water trick.

I just don't know why.

The arm of the water treacherous was cut off and left in the sea of treachery.

The remnants of the spirit on this arm released the ghost snake and formed this iceberg.

Floating in the treacherous sea.

A treacherous sea catastrophe was formed.

The water trick is very strong.

Even just one arm is very powerful.

It's the same as Yan Wei.

The supernatural power unleashed by the water treacherous arm was enough to freeze many horrific treachery, leaving them in and out of the ice and falling into silence, and finally imprisoned in this frozen ghost.

In this iceberg, there are many strange things that are densely imprisoned.

Most of them are the wreckage of the sunken corpses, a specialty of the sea of treachery.

There are a few other weird ones.

These weird ones are basically absorbed by the water tricks, and only the basic rules remain.

There is no power to resist.

"Since you owe money, it's easy to do. "

Wu Jian looked at the names in the book of life and death, and opened his right hand at the water treacherous.

Crash!

The pitch-black chains spilled out of his skin and turned into a boiling chain black dragon, which poured directly into the iceberg.

The iceberg didn't break up at all.

As if the chains of the Book of Life and Death were not there, they rushed directly in the direction of the water monster's arm.

Click!

It was as if I felt threatened.

The arm, which had been in the middle of the iceberg, suddenly trembled.

A strong, cold aura erupted from this arm.

The erupting spirits formed surging spikes that spread in all directions along the surface of the iceberg.

"In a hurry?"

Spread your left hand, and a golden flame rose.

The terrible heat boiled the surrounding seawater.

It also melted these ice spikes on the spot.

The Yan Wei arm controlled by Wu Jian has a spirit that is not inferior to the water trick arm.

Although in the sea of treachery, the spirit of Yan Wei has been suppressed to a certain extent.

But this kind of suppression can't reach the point of silence for Yan Wei.

Burst!

Then.

The pitch-black chains had entered the core of the iceberg, running through the arms of the water treacherous.

In the chains of this book of life and death.

There was a strange aura of spirit. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

That's the rule of domination.

The Dominator who was imprisoned by Wu Jian has now been absorbed by the Book of Life and Death, strengthening the power of the chains.

The arm that was pierced by the chains was instantly coaxed.

There is not the slightest vitality in the soft stomach.

The arm of the water treacherous has been suppressed by the chains of the book of life and death.

His supernatural spirit has fallen silent.

As He fell silent, Wu Jian felt some kind of strange connection between himself and this arm.

It was a feeling of mastery and domination.

"That's good......"

This is the power of domination, the weirdness that is pierced by the chains, and if there is no terrifying strength enough to fight against the Book of Life and Death and the Trick of Domination, it will be directly dominated by this chain.

Click!

Huge cracks appeared on the iceberg.

Without the support of the power of the water treacherous arm, this iceberg can no longer resist the supernatural spirit of the treacherous sea.

Large chunks of ice collapsed.

Dissolves in the sea of treachery.

In the dissolved ice, illusory ghosts began to appear.

These ghosts are the wreckage of sunken corpses.

Absorbing the spirit of the iceberg, these ghostly creatures naturally evolved in the strange sea.

Crash!

The pitch-black chains retracted.

With the arm of the water treacher, he returned in the direction of Wu Jian.

"Nam no Amitabha !!"

Then.

A Buddha horn suddenly sounded in Wu Jian's mind.

The image of a bald monk appeared in his eyes.

The monk was in a temple, surrounded by a group of headless Buddhas.

There was a terrifying cold aura around him.

"Donor ......"

"Die. "

Wu Jian looked at this monk, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

He could feel that the monk had used some kind of medium to project a supernatural attack onto him.

The supernatural nature of this monk is quite terrifying.

With some kind of mortal curse.

However, this kind of horror is limited to the scope of ordinary tricksters.

It's too far away from the catastrophe.

He shouldn't have been there now.

He shouldn't be disturbed to control the water trick.

While!

The time hand in his left eye jumps suddenly.

The three hands are reversed forward.

Aggregated on a scale.

This scale is the position of two.

This position corresponds to a terrible scheming mark.

The Trick of Time that even Wu Jian can't fully control.

Yin's Trick Seal!

As soon as the Seal of Yin, which represents the devouring of time, appears.

In reality, Huikong, who used the ritual to launch a supernatural attack, suddenly turned pale.

He felt.

As Wu Jian turned his gaze to him.

A fear of death rose directly from his heart.

"This power...... Is it time? How can humans control this weirdness?"

His eyes widened, and Huikong looked shocked.

Through the ceremony, he had already seen the timetable disc flickering in Wu Jian's left eye.

He realized at this moment.

Wu Jian, an outlier, how abnormal has it become.

It was a supernatural being.

Time treacherous.

It is an absolute rule that transcends cause and effect and does not exist in the five elements.

It represents the underlying concept of everything that works in the world.

This kind of conceptual weirdness should not be harnessed by humans at all.

But this kind of thing that shouldn't happen just happened.

Roar!

A dull tiger roar sounded in his consciousness.

Huikong felt an indescribably terrifying force pass through his body.

In a flash.

His consciousness dissipated.

At the same time, his body was like a weathered statue, directly shattered into ashes.

His time was consumed by the Seal of Yin.

While!

Collapsed ashes.

A metal headless Buddha statue falls to the ground.

The statue is covered in mottled rust.

It also bears a string of deep tooth marks.

This is the weirdness of Huikong's control.

Now this weirdness has entered a state of silence.

The Trick Seal of Yin just now.

Not only swallowed Huikong's time in one bite, but also took a bite on this Buddha statue by the way.

This bite directly made this Buddha statue disappear strangely for half a while, and it fell silent on the spot.

"Go on. "

Blinked, and found that the perspective was back to normal.

Wu Jian pulled the chain again.

He didn't pay much attention to the matter of killing Huikong.

After all, he can't afford to deal with a dead man.

As for why the other party attacked him, Wu Jian didn't bother to explore.

Ever since he put a bounty on the Trickster forum.

I don't know how many people are targeting.

It's normal for these people to calculate him.

After all, his strength only stays in legends.

On weekdays, he behaves very low-key and has no reputation.

Such a person will inevitably give people the illusion that his name is just boasting.

He thinks he has the power and the means to fight him.

This bald head should be like that.

It's a pity that he hit the muzzle of the gun.

Wu Jian didn't know that Huikong was not from this era.

Huikong's methods are not at all comparable to those of the current tricksters.

But here in Kuma.

His means mean nothing.

Just a glance.

He was killed on the spot.

"Close!"

Whoa!

The chains retracted, and the arm that was pulling the water trick fell into Wu Jian's hands.

A cold, hard touch came.

Wu Jian felt as if he was holding a piece of cold ice that was penetrating his heart.

A slow-thinking spirit came from the palm of his hand.

Wu Jian exhaled a cool breath.

He found that the arm of the water treacherous was much more complete than the arm of the flame treacherous.

The fingers of this arm are intact, and the fracture site also starts from the shoulder.

The position of the fracture is very smooth.

The shape of the flesh and bones inside can be seen.

"It was cut off by some sharp weapon. "

The fingers stroked the broken part of the arm, and Wu Jian felt a pain in his fingers.

The flesh was cut by the spirit remaining at this fracture.

"This power...... Somewhat familiar. "

Twisting his fingers, Wu Jian blinked.

He felt the power of the judge and some other inexplicable sharpness in the place of the wound.

"He was dismembered by the judges?"

The magic of the tricky hand wears away the spirit from the wound of the finger.

Wounds on the fingers recover quickly.

Wu Jian looked at this treacherous arm, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"So...... Who was the last master of the judge?"