Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

puff!

Water splashes.

The icy sea water was coming from all directions, with viscous malice, trying to invade Wu Jian's body.

Under the pressure of these sea waters full of spirituality.

He felt the strangeness in his body become slightly stagnant.

Plop!

Heartbeat.

The deep power emanates from the blood and circulates throughout the whole body.

Under the action of this force.

The stagnant weirdness became active again.

Open your eyes, and the ghosts of time and space flow in your eyes.

Let Wu Jian have a clear vision in the treacherous sea.

"Is this the Treacherous Sea?"

Feeling the strange power that wants to sink his body in the depths of the sea.

Wu Jian spit out a string of bubbles.

He had to release his supernatural powers to suspend his body in the strange sea.

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

"This sea is also a weirdness, and it is a very powerful weirdness.

Feeling the ghost in the sea water, such a thought came into the room's mind.

He looked down.

There is a darkness with no end in sight.

Even with the strange eyesight of space and time, it is impossible to penetrate this darkness and see the truth of this vast sea.

"fear."

Averting his eyes from the darkness, Wu Jian swept around.

over there.

A large group of sunken corpses, like piranhas smelling blood, were swimming towards him quickly.

Living people appeared in the treacherous sea.

This kind of thing has never happened before.

Common people who fell into the treacherous sea usually died directly and sank to the bottom of the sea.

I couldn't die on the spot.

Even if the master of quirks falls into the quirky sea, he will be eerily silent for an instant, his consciousness will dissipate and he will enter a state of death.

Only living people like Wu Jian who have mastered a lot of weirdness and can resist the spiritual erosion of the weird sea can dive in this weird sea.

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

Facing these ghostly corpses, Wu Jian's way of dealing with them was very simple.

He opened up the ghosts of time.

The power of time plunder is like a harvester, quickly harvesting the time of these dead bodies.

The sunken corpses that had been harvested by time all turned into decayed corpses in the water and merged into the treacherous sea.

It took only a moment.

Wu Jian swept away all the dead bodies in this area.

"What the hell!"

Feeling the decadent taste of time, Wu Jian's face was grim.

The time contained in these sunken corpses is ridiculously small.

And they all have a rotten and disgusting smell.

After sucking the time of these guys, Wu Jian felt that he hadn't become much stronger, but his whole body had been marinated by the time of these dead bodies.

"Next time, burn directly."

I glanced around and confirmed that there was nothing else to do.

Wu Jian turned his gaze to the front.

over there.

A huge iceberg rises from the sea.

The top of the iceberg was embedded in the bottom of the ship of the Bian An.

It was this iceberg that the Bian Shore hit just now.

A very terrifying supernatural power flows on this iceberg.

swish!

Wu Jian paddled the water with both hands, like a fish swimming, he quickly swam towards the iceberg.

The water near the iceberg became extremely cold.

A strange spirit stirred in the icy sea water, which made Wu Jian feel a little restlessness in his body.

Especially Ghost Fog and Weiyu, who are releasing waves of longing emotions at this time.

In this iceberg, there are hidden puzzles that can complete them.

And in Wu Jian's left hand.

Yan Gui's arm was also very restless at this time.

Different from the desire of Wei Yu and Ghost Fog, what Yan Gui produces is a kind of resistance.

In this iceberg.

There is some kind of strange power hidden that makes him uncomfortable.

"Is it ice?"

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

This torch is in the shape of an arm and burns with the flame of a tower blue.

This flame cannot bring warmth to people, it will only make the people who see it feel cold.

This flame is cold.

After confirming this strange position, the vortex in Xia Jian's stone eye was turning.

The power of space is leveraged.

The iceberg in front of him suddenly trembled.

Click!

Click!

Huge cracks appeared on the iceberg one after another, spreading continuously.

A more intense chill began to be released on the iceberg, freezing the surrounding sea water.

On Wu Jian's left hand, Gold's strange flames flickered.

The scorching supernatural power fought against the chill, allowing the frozen seawater to thaw again.

He looked at the iceberg that was constantly breaking, and frowned slightly.

"Is this iceberg and this arm one? It should be said that this iceberg is the ghost of this arm."

He was going to use the strange power of space just now to teleport this strange arm out of the iceberg and imprison it directly in his right hand.

But this huge iceberg actually interfered with the strange spirit in the space, so that the spirit power that he originally acted on his arm directly became an attack that destroyed the iceberg. (acfh)

The ghostly creature in the treacherous space collided with the ghostly creature in this iceberg.

The result is the most direct collapse.

"It really isn't that simple."

Look at the huge iceberg that is constantly breaking and repairing.

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

Swish!

Although it is in the water, the page turning of the word book is not restricted.

Wu Jian's eyes have reflected a piece of writing.

Look at these words.

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

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

A string of new words manifested.

[Shui Gui: The debt is 4,444,444 yuan. 】

"Good guy, it's an old Lai."

Fingers stroked the name, and the room felt a slight connection between itself and the arm in the iceberg.

this arm.

Is part of the water trick.

Just don't know why.

Shui Gui's arm was chopped off and left in the sea.

The spirit remaining on this arm released the ghosts and monsters, forming this iceberg.

Floating in the treacherous sea.

A treacherous sea disaster was formed.

Water is very strong.

Even just one arm is very powerful.

Same as Yan Gui.

The supernatural power released by Shuigui's arm is enough to freeze many terrible monsters, making them fall into silence in and out of the ice, and finally imprisoned in this frozen ghost.

In this iceberg, many strange things are densely imprisoned.

Most of them are special sunken corpses in the sea of ​​treacherous seas.

There are a few other oddities as well.

These weird things are basically absorbed by Shui Gui, leaving only the basic rules.

There is no power to resist.

"Since the debt is owed, it will be easy to handle."

Wu Jian looked at the names on the book of life and death, and opened his right hand to Shui Gui.

Crash!

The pitch-black chains overflowed from his skin, turning into a boiling chain black dragon, which poured directly into the iceberg.

The iceberg did not crumble in any way.

The manifested chains of the Book of Life and Death rushed towards Shui Gui's arm as if they didn't exist.

Click!

As if feeling threatened.

The arm that had been staying in the center of the iceberg trembled suddenly.

A strong cold breath erupted from this arm.

The bursting spirits formed spikes that swelled one after another, spreading in all directions along the surface of the iceberg.

"Anxious?"

Opening his left hand, Gold's strange flames rose.

The terrible heat caused the surrounding sea water to boil.

It also melted these extended ice spikes on the spot.

The Yangui arm controlled by Wu Jian possesses the same supernatural power as the Shuigui arm.

Although in the strange sea, the strange spirit has been suppressed to a certain extent.

But this kind of suppression can't reach the point where Yan Gui is silenced.

puff!

At this time.

The pitch-black chain has entered the core of the iceberg and penetrated Shui Gui's arm.

On this chain of life and death.

There was a strange spiritual atmosphere.

That is the rule that governs.

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 chain froze in an instant.

Limp and without the slightest vitality.

Shuigui's arm has been suppressed by the chains of the book of life and death.

His spirit has fallen into silence.

As he fell silent, Wu Jian felt a strange connection between himself and this arm.

It was a feeling of control and domination.

"really not bad.……"

This is the power that governs the strange, and the strange that is penetrated by the chain, if there is no terrifying strength enough to fight against the Book of Life and Death and the governing strange, it will be directly dominated by this chain.

Click!

A series of huge cracks appeared on the iceberg.

Without the support of Shui Gui's arm strength, this iceberg can no longer resist the ghostly spirit of the sea.

Huge chunks of ice collapsed.

Dissolved in the treacherous sea.

In the melting ice, illusory ghosts began to appear one by one.

These ghosts are all dead corpses.

Absorbing the spirit of the iceberg, these enslaved creatures emerged from the sea.

Crash!

The pitch-black chains retracted.

Returning in the direction of Wu Jian with Shuigui's arm.

"Namo Amitabha!!!"

At this time.

A Buddha's name 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 terrible cold aura rippling around him.

"..."

"die."

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

He could feel that this monk projected a spiritual attack on him with the help of some kind of medium.

The ghost of this monk is quite terrifying.

With some kind of mortal curse.

But this kind of horror is limited to the scope of the Common Deception Master.

It's too far away from the catastrophe.

He shouldn't be here now.

It shouldn't bother him to control the water trick.

when!

The time pointer in the left eye jumped suddenly.

The three hands move forward and reverse.

Aggregated to a scale.

This scale is the two position.

This position corresponds to a terrible ghost seal.

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

Yin's Strange Seal!

As soon as Yin Zhiyin, which represents the engulfment of time, appeared.

Hui Kong, who used the ritual to launch a supernatural attack in reality, suddenly turned pale.

he felt.

As Wu Jian looked at him.

A fear of death rose directly from his heart.

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

His eyes widened, Hui Kong was shocked.

Through the ceremony, he had already seen the time dial flashing in the left eye of the room.

He realized at this moment.

Wu Jian is an outlier, just to what extent is he anomalous?

It was an existence beyond common sense.

Time is tricky.

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

Represents the underlying concept of everything running in the world.

This kind of weirdness at the conceptual level should not be controlled by humans at all.

But this kind of thing that should not have happened happened.

Roar!

The dull tiger's roar sounded in consciousness.

Huikong felt an indescribable and terrifying force passing through his body.

in an instant.

His consciousness dissipated.

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

His time was swallowed up by Yin Zhi's strange seal.

when!

In the collapsed ashes.

A headless Buddha statue made of metal fell to the ground.

The statue is covered in mottled rust.

There are also a series of deep teeth marks on it.

This is the strangeness of Huikong's control.

Now this weirdness has entered a state of silence.

The strange seal of Yin just now.

Not only swallowed Hui Kong's time in one gulp, but also took a bite of this Buddha statue by the way.

This sip directly made the Buddha statue disappear strangely for less than half the time, and fell silent on the spot.

"continue."

Blinking his eyes, he found that the angle of view had returned to normal.

Wu Jian pulled the chain again.

He didn't care much about killing Hui Kong.

After all, he couldn't argue with a dead person.

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

Ever since he offered a bounty in the Trickster Forum.

He was watched by an unknown number of people.

It is normal for these people to plot against him.

After all, his strength only stays in Legendary.

On weekdays, he behaved very low-key and his reputation was not obvious.

With him like this, it is inevitable that people will have the illusion that his name is just boasting.

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

This bald head should be like this.

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

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

Huikong's means are not comparable to those of the current treacherous master.

But here at Wu Jian.

His methods don't make any sense.

Just a glance.

Huikong was killed on the spot.

"receive!"

Crash!

The chain retracted, pulling Shui Gui's arm and falling into Wu Jian's hand.

A cold and hard touch came.

Wu Jian felt as if he was holding a piece of cold ice.

A spirit that slows down one's thinking comes from the palm.

Wu Jian let out a breath of cool air.

He found that this watery arm was much more complete than the fragile arm.

The fingers of this arm are intact, and the broken position also starts from the shoulder.

The location of the fracture is very smooth.

The shape of flesh and bone inside can be seen.

"It was cut off by some kind of sharp weapon."

Rubbing the broken part of the arm with his fingers, Wu Jian felt a pain in his fingers.

The flesh was actually cut by the ghost remaining at the fracture.

"This power... is a bit familiar."

Twirling his fingers, Wu Jian blinked.

He felt the strength of the judge and some other inexplicable sharp breaths at the position of the wound.

"Was he dismembered by the judge?"

The ghost of Sly Hand wiped out the ghost on the finger wound.

The wound on the finger healed quickly.

Wu Jian looked at this treacherous arm, and frowned tightly.

"So... who was the previous owner of the Judge?".