Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Gloomy, solemn.

Through the passage of time and space, Wu Jian came to a magnificent square.

The square is neatly paved with stone slabs, surrounded by high dark red walls with golden glazed tiles, and four hideous stone lions stand in the four corners of the square.

In the middle of the square.

One hundred and eighty-eight stone figurines stood in the middle of the square in a phalanx.

They held iron bows, steel swords, long plastics, and swords and shields in their hands to form a very classic ancient battle array.

In Them.

Wu Jian felt a strong coldness.

They're all weird!

In addition to these figurines, the stone lions on the four corners of the square are also weird.

These strange spirits are linked to each other, forming a very terrifying ghost.

In this ghost, Wu Jian felt the familiar supernatural belonging to time.

In addition to the supernatural nature of time, he also felt many indescribable but terrifying supernatural powers.

At this time, these spirits are trying to invade his body.

However, under the protection of the captain's coat and the book of life and death, these spirits could not 137 successfully invade his body.

"Here...... It is an imperial city, a treacherous imperial city. "

Moving his gaze, Wu Jian looked into the distance, through the open door of the square.

He saw that after passing through a long corridor, there were many magnificent palaces.

Between these palaces.

There are also many figurines that are indistinguishable from the stone figurines in the square.

They are the guardians of this treacherous city.

"Where's that guy?"

Spreading out the perception, Wu Jian discovered.

In this Imperial City.

Everywhere there is the breath of the woman with the tatsuno sigil and the nine scales.

But when he searched carefully, he found out.

This guy with nine scales seemed to be dissipated into air.

There is no way to lock it down.

Giggles!

The figurines in the middle of the square twisted their stiff necks and slowly turned to where Wu Jian was.

Their bulging eyes glowed with blood.

Two lines of black and red blood flowed from the corners of their eyes, staining their stone gray faces with two twisted markings.

Two red blood spots, like two pupils, locked on Wu Jian in the square.

"Trespassers...... Die!"

A low roar emanated from the figurines' bodies.

These figurines "came to life".

The spirits in them are agitated, and the rules of killing have been opened.

At the same time that Wu Jian heard their voices and looked at them.

Their rules of killing have been activated.

Airplanes!

Four figurines holding long sculptures suddenly disappeared from their places.

When they reappeared, they had already come to Wu Jian's approach, and they stabbed Wu Jian fiercely with the bronze long sculpture.

Simple and straightforward.

But there is no way to dodge.

At the same time as these figurines handed out the long sculptures, a terrifying spirit was released at the same time, restraining Wu Jian's body.

While!

The four long sculptures collided in Wu Jian's body, splattering dark red sparks.

And Wu Jian, who was stabbed, seemed to be nothing.

looked at these figurines indifferently.

Dada!

The second hand turns.

The supernatural of time stripping is turned on.

The bodies of these figurines are weathering at a rapid (bjdj) rate.

The stone crust on the surface seems to have been weathered for thousands of years, turning into fine sand.

The rotting flesh and decaying bones of the stone husk were revealed.

Their time has been taken away by Wu Jian.

Shout!

Several bronze arrows passed through Wu Jian's body with a gust of yin wind.

A ripple rippled through his body.

Unleashed the power of the space trick.

Wu Jian was already in a state of nothingness that could not be attacked. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

These strange creatures wrapped in stone shells couldn't hurt him at all.

The power of space and time are the root rules of the same hierarchy.

If there is no supernatural power that can break the spatial level, even if it is weird, it will not be able to apply the killing rules to Wu Jian's body.

There are also rules that are superior and inferior.

It's obvious.

These figurines don't have the high-end rules of breaking space.

While!

The ghost spread and shrouded the entire square in the blink of an eye.

Strands of time are constantly being seized by Wu Jian.

The figurines in this square gradually turned into rotten bones and murder, and remained in place.

On top of this dust lay several human organs.

It was a few pieces of human flesh with some twisted tattoos on them.

"Huh?"

Picking up these pieces of flesh, Wu Jian frowned.

He felt a very ominous cold aura emanating from these pieces of flesh.

An inexplicable familiarity made him a little stunned.

"Primordial Spellskin...... Fresh. "

Touching the feel of these flesh and skin, Wu Jian's eyes flickered.

"Is it possible to make a primordial spell here, or is it a strange part of the primordial spell that started out as not a simple skin?"

Putting away all the skin and flesh on the dust, Wu Jian combined.

The venting of these flesh threads should come from the same body.

The one in his hand probably occupies about half of the skin of his thigh.

"Are all these figurines?"

Wu Jian looked at the figurines outside the square, who didn't seem to have any perception of what was going on in the square.

Licked his lips.

He knew he had work to do.