Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

The space is slightly distorted.

Wu Jian's figure has appeared on the gray earth.

A scorching breath came from beneath his feet.

Even through the barrier of the ghost leather boots, he felt a burst of warmth.

"This kind of heat is enough to ignite the ordinary weird. "

The soles of the feet crushed, and there was a cracking sound.

Wu Jian found that the gray and white matter under his feet turned out to be burnt gray bones.

As he stepped on it, the bones shattered into scattered ashes.

"Is it a weird creep?"

Squatting down, he picked up what appeared to be a skull, a gray bone.

Wu Jian's fingers pressed slightly, pinching this bone into ashes, and a familiar cold splashed on his fingertips, and then ignited in an instant, turning into a scorching heat, and blending into the air.

"It's a ghost...... Able to ignite - a spooky ghost. "

Feeling the scorched air that had become a little hotter, Wu Jian overflowed with a trace of faint treacherous flames.

The treacherous flames covered his body like a veil.

Under the protection of the Flames.

The scorching supernatural was kept out.

"The power of the same origin?"

Feeling the more restless treacherous flames in his body, Wu Jian did not act directly.

He opened his hand and took out the book of life and death.

Drill before you fight.

That's the way to win.

Swish!

The pages of the book flipped and stopped at the pages of the weird leather book.

Wu Jian's left eye pointer jumped, and the perspective of future vision appeared in the eye.

[What is hidden here is a part of the body of Yan Wei. 】

[As a weird that represents incineration and heat, Yan Wei has very intuitive rules of terror. 】

[That's incineration.] 】

[Whether it's weird, human, or whatever.] 】

[Flame can ignite it.] 】

[To imprison Yan Wei, you need to face Yan Wei's body, and then use the ritual and the Wu Zu mask to cooperate with ......]

The words of Future Vision began to ignite a dim fire, and the book of life and death in Wu Jian's hand began to become hot.

This kind of peeping into the future seems to activate the strange spirit, allowing him to break through the limitations of time and burn from the future to the present.

Bang!

Close the palm of your hand and close the book of life and death.

The supernatural power stirred up, dissipating this heat that transcended time.

Wu Jian touched the mask of the ancestor on his waist, and his eyes became deep.

"Flame treacherous...... Strange Flame ...... It's the source, but isn't it complete?"

Wu Jian put away the book of life and death and looked ahead.

Over there.

He saw the rising twisted air.

He knows.

This treacherous body should be hidden in that location.

"Is he a scourge?"

Wu Jian felt that this Yan Wei was most likely a treacherous disaster, but it was still a fairly top-ranked kind.

Although this strange spirit is simple, it is very powerful.

Not only can it be incinerated weird.

And when the conditions are met, it can even spread along the trajectory of time, burning from the future to the past target.

This kind of weirdness that can interfere with time, the horror level is absolutely ridiculously high.

As for how high.

Wu Jian didn't know either.

Rustle!

With treacherous flames wrapped around his body, Wu Jian walked on the gray ground.

The strange bones that had been burned to gray were trampled to pieces, and the slightest trace of the remaining spirit was absorbed by the scorching spirit in the air and turned into a part of the scorching heat.

The air had begun to twist under the scorching heat of these heats.

Distorted and strange faces appeared and disappeared in the hot air, wrapping around Wu Jian, an uninvited guest.

But under the protection of the weird.

These strange faces containing spirits did not attack Wu Jian, but continued to let out bursts of sharp strange laughter.

They seemed to be mocking Wu Jian and were doing something that was beyond their means.

The temperature is getting higher and higher.

As he continued to go deeper, Wu Jian gradually felt a scorching heat.

There were no bones under his feet at this point.

There was only a dense patch of ashes.

It's hot and soft to step on.

It's like a beach in summer, with a hot and dry smell.

"Has it come to this point?"

Looking at the outside of his body, the strange flame that had swelled several times,.

He was obviously protected by the flames, but he had been feeling the heat for a long time.

This shows that the spirits outside have exceeded the scope of the treacherous flames, or some kind of terrifying rules other than the treacherous flames have begun to manifest in these supernatural powers.

silently unfolded the strange ghost of space, and let his body enter an untouchable state of nothingness.

Wu Jian quickened his pace.

He doesn't use the ability to move in time and space.

Because on this island, the air is full of fiery spirits.

His use of the power of time and space will be interfered with by this supernatural power.

It is very likely that the landing point will not be accurate.

He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would fall directly on Yan Wei's face.

In that case, he would most likely be directly incinerated by part of the body of this Yan Wei.

Although he has time tricks, he can recover himself by restarting.

But the pain of being burned to ashes doesn't go away with a restart.

Wu Jian has no masochistic tendencies, and he doesn't want to experience the feeling of cremation in order to save so many minutes of time.

The heat is rising.

The number of distorted faces around became more numerous.

Their expressions gradually changed from ignoring at the beginning, gradually raising malice, and now releasing a killing intent full of greed.

They have begun to be uncovered by the flames.

They wanted to attack Wu Jian in the treacherous flames.

But in the next second.

When Wu Jian took a new step.

These human faces, formed by the scorching strange power, suddenly vanished.

Meantime.

A terrifying heat came from all directions.

It made Wu Jian feel a terrible thirst and heat.

"This supernatural has actually affected the space?"

Feeling the constantly trembling spatial ghost, Wu Jian looked shocked.

This was the first time he had encountered a ghost that could penetrate the space trick and act on his body since he had obtained the space trick.

He looked up and found that the scene around him had changed dramatically.

The ashes were gone.

The ground turned into a hard, black volcanic rock, and traces of cracking were all over the volcanic rock.

Wisps of faint flame continued to flow out of these cracks.

Unleashed a terrible heat.

"The new ghost...... In other words, this is what the ghost of the Yan Wei body looks like. "

While!

While!

While!

While!

The pointer in his eyes was beating, and Wu Jian directly opened the fourth layer of the ghost of time.

Heavy pressure came from the outer layers of the ghostly snake.

Wu Jian could feel that this ghost snake filled with the smell of burnt smell was resisting the unfolding of the ghost snake of time. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Five floors. "

While!

The hand of the fraction jumps one notch again.

A new layer of ghosts erupted.

The supernatural that interferes with time is exploding, squeezing the supernatural of the sinister ghost.

let Wu Jian get a ghost space that belongs to him.

Da-da-da-da!

However, his operation to open the ghost snake obviously stimulated Yan Wei's body.

With the sound of footsteps.

Wu Jian saw a string of burning footprints approaching him.

“？"

Seeing this footprint, Wu Jian was stunned.

He blinked.

He found that he didn't see anything related to Yan Wei's body other than footprints.

"What's the situation?"

This discovery made Wu Jian stunned.

The next second.

He felt a tightness around his waist, as if something had grabbed his ancestral mask.

"Something wants to snatch the Ancestor Mask!"

While!

Almost without any hesitation, Wu Jian opened the sixth-layer Ghost of Time.

Time has undergone inexplicable changes under the influence of the six-layer ghost snake.

In the ghost of the sixth floor.

Wu Jian finally saw what was grabbing the mask of the ancestor.

That's a hand.

A hand attached to a half of the forearm.

The little and middle fingers of the hand had been broken, revealing pale bones.

Dense wounds spread up and down the hand.

On the wound of the forearm.

A broken bone pierced out of the wound, and scarlet-black blood dripped from the wound from time to time.

The dripping blood will turn into a faint flame of light in mid-air, blending into the surrounding air, making the spirit in the air more and more intense.

"Is this the shell of the Flame Monster, a mutilated arm?"

Wu Jian's eyes narrowed and he opened his palm.

The supernatural clinging of the trickster.

He grabbed Yan Wei's arm.

A scorching supernatural came from the wrist of this half hand.

The hot Wu Jian's palms creaked, and a burnt smell came from his hands.

Wu Jian could feel that this treacherous body was resisting the power of the treacherous hand.

Pity.

He is only a part of the Flames, and a very small part.

The supernatural power he possessed was not enough to suppress Wu Jian's power.

Wu Jian slowly took this hand away from the Wu Zu mask.

"Do you want to summon the main body through the mask of the ancestor?"

Wu Jian's empty hand took off the mask around his waist.

He found that at this time, the "Flame" Trick Seal inside the Ancestor Mask had lit up, and a trace of the Dusk Trick Flame exuding a scorching breath was beating on this Trick Mark.

"Since you want your body to come so much, then let the grip fulfill your wish. "

Wu Jian slowly put the mask of the ancestor on his face, and then took out the Emperor Clock and shook it quickly.

Jingle bells!

The crisp bell rang, and Wu Jian raised his foot and stomped on it.

The primordial spell skin appeared at his feet.

At the same time, on the palm of the trick hand where he held Yan Wei's wrist, the trick mark of sacrifice was manifested.

Full ritual.

Flame God.

It has a complete ritual similar to that of the Devouring God.

In this ritual, no broken sword was used.

But with part of Yan Wei's own body, the effect is more perfect than using a broken sword.

As Wu Jian continued to shake the Emperor Bell.

A terrible force was breaking through some kind of blockade and descending on him.

Call!

The swelling flames ignited.

Wu Jian's body shape has changed.

An extremely strong scorching force was constantly pouring into his body, causing his muscles to swell, his hair turning into pale flames, and flame-like black lines appearing on his skin.

These black flame patterns were the same as those on the arms of the fiery shell.

"Hah!"

He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of fire.

Wu Jian felt that he had a kind of linkage with this ghost.

He felt as if he could easily control the ghost.

"Receive. "

As soon as his mind moved, the scorching heat around him suddenly retracted.

The direct milk swallow returns to the nest and generally flows into his body.

With these scorching cold forces into the body.

Wu Jian felt that the Wei Yan in his body began to swell wildly again, and it only took a moment of effort to expand tenfold.

At the same time.

Wu Jian also felt that the Yan Wei body he was holding in his hand suddenly softened, and it turned into a black and red flame of light that directly merged into his left hand.

"Shhh

A sharp pain like a soldering iron brand came.

Wu Jian felt that the Wei Yan in his body seemed to have found a nest, and quickly rushed towards his left hand.

At the same time.

Wu Jian's mind resurfaced the figure burning with a dusky flame.

The figure suddenly raised its head consciously, revealing two eyes that shimmered red like charcoal fire and looked at him.

At the same time, most of the figure's left arm suddenly shattered, turning into countless flames and stars that merged into his arm.

The change lit up the flame-humanoid eyes with a murderous light.

Looks like I want something to reflect.

But at that moment, as if he felt something, he suddenly stopped.

Then he raised his coal-like eyes, took a deep look at Wu Jian, and slowly escaped into the void.

"Huh?"

As the figure receded.

The Wu Zu mask on Wu Jian's face fell down directly.

"Yan Zi...... Without. "

Holding the mask in hand, Wu Jian frowned as he looked at the disappearing flame mark inside the mask.

The word "fire" disappears.

It means that he can no longer summon the power projection of Yan Wei through the mask of the ancestor.

That's a big loss.

Flipping the mask, he saw a few more flame streaks on the mask's cheeks.

While seeing these flame lines, Wu Jian felt something at the same time.

He knew that he could transform into the Flame Trick form he had just formed through this Ancestor Mask.

It's just that with this kind of transformation, he can no longer obtain the deceitful flame spirit projected by Yan Wei.

He can only consume his own treacherous flame and transform widely.