Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Call!

The golden flame swelled violently, enveloping the charred corpse in his hand.

The scorching supernatural power made the revived half of the weird let out a scream of pain.

Thick electric snakes burst out of his body, and the thick clouds in the sky rolled again.

This monster is manipulating the rules of this world.

He controls thunder and thunder.

"Part of the Thunder Trick?"

The left hand was raised, and the cold air rippled on the arm, and the flowing liquid swirled at high speed, forming a vortex like a vortex between the arm and the palm of the hand.

Burst!

Vertical fingers into a knife, fierce through.

Wu Jian's arm pierced through the thunderous body of this world on the spot.

The spirits of water and fire also merged at this moment.

And under the unification of the hand, sublimation becomes another, more terrifying weirdness.

Furnace.

A furnace that refines everything!

Zizi!

The swollen electric snake was bound by an invisible force and was gradually suppressed back into the body of the thunder treacherous in this realm.

The rising flame and the flowing weak water continued to entangle and fuse, turning into a hot and cold Taiji ball.

Outside the sphere, the expanding supernatural power outlined a huge phantom of the furnace.

The rules of refining burned wildly in the furnace, and the rules called creation caused Thunder Treacher's body to begin to disintegrate.

"Ahh

A terrible scream spat out from the thunderous mouth of a man who had completely turned into an old man.

His eyes, mouth, and other senses were constantly spewing out thick bruises and thunder.

The thunder that can destroy everything cannot stir up any wind and waves in the terrifying power of the furnace, but is gradually transformed into a spinning pill with the continuous rotation of fire and water.

"It's about to be done. "

Look at the corpse of an old man whose body has begun to decay and is constantly drying.

Wu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's so smooth.

That's very wrong.

In this world full of suppressive power, the weirdness of him bullying this world and controlling the power of thunder did not cause a reaction from the world bosses on this side.

This is somewhat abnormal.

The dial and swirls manifest in the eyes.

Wu Jian, who was refining the thunder and treachery of this realm, raised his vigilance to the highest.

If the black hand hidden behind the scenes wants to make a move, it is definitely the best time at the moment when he completely refines the thunder trick.

At the last moment, Weird will burst out with all his strength to try to resist, and at that time, he will also need to release his extremely strong strength to fight against it and suppress it.

Although he has already dominated enough weirdness, the supernatural power that Wu Jian possesses is terrifying.

But in this world, his power has weakened too much.

When refining this thunderous trick whose strength should not be underestimated, there should be a flaw in a moment.

If there is an enemy, He will never let go of this opportunity.

Zizi!

The thick thunderbolt was withdrawn from the old man's body, and a humanoid with a grimace was completely incinerated the old man's body.

He opened his mouth and let out a burst of humming like a high-voltage electric current passing through a wire.

The surging thunder and lightning suddenly broke through the blockade of the Crucible and connected with the rules of this world.

Rumble!

The rolling clouds seemed to have found a way to release.

Thousands of thunderbolts entangled in the sky, forming a giant thunder tree that penetrated the sky and the earth.

And the root system of the tree is the Wu room on the ground.

Raise your head and face the thunder that almost fills your eyes.

The space in Wu Jian's right eye flickered, and a large seal appeared in front of him.

The mountains are full of tricks.

On this big seal, the word "heavy mountain" seems to be pinched together by countless distorted grimaces, full of horror.

At the same time as the Great Seal appeared.

The air is shaking.

Endless heavy breath was constantly released from this great seal.

Swell!

Constant expansion!

The mountain of treacherous imprints, which unleashed its heavy power in a frenzy, is like a real mountain.

Hard against the thunder that fell from the sky, it continued to expand towards the sky.

Countless human-shaped rocks will be peeled off the heavy mountain from time to time because of the thunder.

The humanoid stones were peeling off, struggling and screaming for recovery.

But the ensuing thunder will scorch them to charcoal.

The mountains of treachery and the thunder of the sky entered the scorch.

And at the foot of the mountain, the final refining has come to an end.

Zizi!

Most of the humanoid thunder has already entered the projectile.

The projectile, which was originally in an energetic state, gradually entered a bad semi-solid state.

Wisps of tiny electric sparks jumped on the projectile.

The refined Thunder Trick entered the final madness.

The bruised lightning was condensed by it, turning into straight rays of light that wanted to cut through the regular force field of the Crucible.

The terrifying supernatural power made the Crucible Monster tremble uneasily.

However, this level of supernatural release, even the thunder trick is a little unbearable.

With his release, the strength of his resistance quickly faded, leaving only a small half of his body quickly refined.

"Done!"

Hands clasped together suddenly.

The flowing golden flame and colorless weak water escaped into the projectile at the same time.

The last bit of Thunder Trick's body was pressed into the projectile.

An indescribable weakness came into Wu Jian's heart at the same time.

Almost at the same time.

The space around him suddenly tore apart, and a palm holding a rusty vajra bounced out of the gap.

The sharp and cold aura directly pierced through the supernatural covering Wu Jian's body and stabbed at his body.

A terrible rule that can wipe everything out makes Wu Jian's hairs stand on end.

"And sure enough, it came. "

Although the head is hidden.

Open your palm, and the space is shaking.

A black ancient sword appeared in Wu Jian's hand.

While!

The sound of metal striking sounded.

The rules of killing everything and the power of destroying everything are the most intuitive collision.

The power of terror exploded.

Countless bursts of qi blades were formed, spreading in all directions.

The earth was cut open by countless deep cracks.

The nearest Wu Jian was naturally not spared, even if he had mastered countless weirdness, his body had been strengthened to the realm of King Kong not being bad.

But under this kind of air blade cut full of destruction rules, his body was also drenched in blood.

Pain came from his body, but Wu Jian smiled.

The muscles in his arms bulged, and the Judge Ancient Sword slashed through the rusty vajra.

"It's my turn. "

Flipping the hilt of the sword, the pupil of Wu Jian's left eye contracted, and the hands of the time treacherous suddenly turned.

The Ghost of Time directly stands still in time.

Die!

Gazing at the arm holding the vajra.

The cold chill of the judge crossed into his body.

In the depths of Wu Jian's pupils, the image of the auspicious dice was reflected.

The dice turn, and finally stop at the words of Daji.

Wu Jian's hand was also cut off at this moment.

Burst!

The arm sticking out of the crack shuddered.

A line of blood emerges from the base of the arm, and then the entire arm falls off.

At the same time that the arm falls off.

The cracked space then bridged, and the strange aura was annihilated at the same time.

Wu Jian frowned, feeling the aura that disappeared from the judge's killing rules at the same time, and looked down at the arm that fell to the ground.

At this time, the arm was as white as a dead corpse, and the thin palm was holding the rusty vajra. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

On this arm, Wu Jian sensed something different.

"People's will. "

Human consciousness, human emotion, human soul.

Putting these together, Wu Jian called them human will.

And these meanings are things that are different from humans and other animals. []

Richer, sharper and more extreme.

It is because of these characteristics that are different from other creatures.

To a certain extent, people can suppress the weird, and then control it.

Reach out and gently touch the broken arm.

Countless visions flashed in Wu Jian's eyes.

The joy of the birth of a newborn, the love of tying the knot, the filial piety of treating parents, the justice of helping the weak, and the sense of accomplishment of being rewarded.

A beautiful mood corresponds to an individual or a family.

These beautiful emotions sublimate the consciousness and soothe the soul.

At the same time, something inexplicable was produced, which was combined.

In the end, the terrifying weirdness in this arm was suppressed.

The resentment and evil thoughts of the strange self are like magma gushing out of the ground, constantly eroding and incinerating these people's minds.

But there are too many people on this arm.

Even if it is incinerated at this rate, it will take a long time to be completely consumed.

"How many lives does this cost?"

Wu Jian frowned, and his eyes were cold.

He could feel that these intentions were not naturally formed, but had a certain stereotypical sense of breeding.

If his guess was correct, there should be some existence that is raising many human beings and fixing their lives, and finally sublimating their consciousness and emotions.

At this time, these consciousnesses were extracted through some means, and this kind of "human prop" that could be used to suppress the weird was made.

"It's a pure birth. "

Wu Jian's fingers swept over this arm, and these bound human minds turned into points of light and dissipated.

These people are dead.

All that remains is a few fragments of consciousness.

These fragments seem to be beautiful, but in fact they live a false life in a constant cycle in order to retain the last conscious feelings.

But how can such false feelings last forever?

Wu Jian even suspected that after too many more cycles, these wills would be corrupted, then reversed, and eventually form some kind of terrifying emotion.

This emotion is similar to weirdness.

It can even be used to breed weird things.

In these people's minds, Wu Jian smelled a strong smell of conspiracy.

Crash!

With a flick of his palm, a pitch-black chain pierced through the trembling arm, and the chain entwined the arm layer by layer, and then entered the body.

While imprisoning this arm, a slender and pale corpse illusion appeared in Wu Jian's consciousness, and at this time, the illusion opened his blue and white eyes and wanted to fight for Wu Jian's body.

But in the next second, he was directly pierced and pulled by endless chains, and finally locked in a cage.

Call!

There is no need to use instinct, Wu Jian just briefly urged his own talent, and easily imprisoned and fused this strange arm with a terrifying level.

He could feel that the main killing rule of this arm was suppression.

Various degrees of repression.

Suppress the flow of blood and turn people directly into corpses.

Suppress the flow of consciousness and turn people into unconscious pieces of meat.

Suppress thoughts and turn people into walking dead.

Suppress the flesh and directly press the person into a patty.

As for why the object of repression is always people.

It's entirely because this arm is too affected by human will, and it has a stronger urge to kill the living.

Even when Wu Jian fused him, he was inevitably affected a little.

"'. It's really a bit of a human thing. "

Wu Jian picked up the rusty vajra, and his heart was full of murderous intent for this mastermind hidden in the shadows.

It's obvious.

This world has been run by this guy to his own land.

All the living beings living in this world were kept in certain places by Him, and transformed into animals collected by humans through unknown means.

The positive will is used to suppress the weird, and the reverse person is used to feed the weird.

"Looks like this actual weirdness should be concentrated in this guy's hands. "

Checking the vajra in his hand, Wu Jian had already understood the killing rules of this vajra.

The killing rules of this vajra are not mainly aimed at the living, but for the weird.

He can wear down strange rules, suppress strange activity, and silence it.

In terms of killing ability, this thing is really not too strong.

"It's too targeted, my intelligence has been leaked?"

The light of the right eye flickered, and the vajra vanished.

Wu Jian took a deep breath, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

............

Burst!

Blood.

A figure suddenly trembled, and an irrepressible cry rang out.

It was a child's cry, bitter and painful, sympathetic.

But the child's appearance is tingling.

Three heads, five arms.

The three heads are a weeping boy, a sleeping girl, and a wooden puppet head.

And his five arms, each holding a spear, a blood-colored silk, and an old steel ring.

He had six arms, but the arms in the upper right corner of his body were now broken.

A terrible aura rippled through Him.

Countless howling faces rose up in Him.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Shrill screams rang out incessantly, and the child's head changed from a boy to a girl.

"Woooooo

With even more terrifying cold ripples, the sleeping girl gradually opened her eyes.

In His pupils, there were not eyeballs, but two things that looked like miniature brains.

His brain squirmed, and blackened blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Emperor Zun, I'm so miserable. "

An echoing voice came from the girl's head, but the mouth he used to speak did not open a bit.

"Poor child. "

A gentle voice with a smile came, and a tall figure came to his side at some point.

The big broad hand stroked down from above, pressed on the girl's head and stroked it lightly a few times.

"Rest assured, I will prepare enough human and animal for you to repair your injured body. "

"Father, but it hurts, can you help me get revenge. "

The girl's eyes squirmed slightly, and her echoing voice carried a strong sense of anticipation.

“............"

The gentle voice fell silent, and the hand that had rested on the girl's head formed thick black tendons.

Creak!

As if the bones were about to shatter, the big hand grabbed the girl's head and wheeled her like a rag doll.

Rumble!

Horror exploded.

The three-headed and five-armed figure was slammed into the ground.

Sharp stone thorns pierced out of the ground, stabbing the girl into a sieve.

On these stone thorns, there are countless mouths full of fangs, which are constantly gnawing at the girl's body.

A bitter howl rang out, and more black tears welled up in the girl's eyes.

"Remember your identity, are you ordering me to hostage?"

The owner of the big hand is shrouded in shadows, making it impossible to see His true face.

Only the two blood-colored eyes shone with a dazzling light, revealing endless cruelty.