Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

【Hum!】

[Congratulations on your salvation, a terrifying creature has appeared like a savior. 】

[The ghost of faith is invaded, and the protagonist of the war begins to change.] 】

[You ask me, how can you help?]

[Stay away, don't be swept away by the aftermath of the battle between these two monsters.] 】

[After all, to them, you are no different from ants. 】

The supernatural suppressive power disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Tiejun felt that his body had regained his mobility.

He looked at the hint that Strange Era jumped out and let out a low snort.

"All of them, withdraw!"

His voice caused the other tricksters to stand up in their arms and run quickly away from the ship.

None of you are stupid.

At a glance, it was obvious that the giant ship that rushed into the church was also a very terrifying being.

This weirdness and the weirdness on the cross are obviously invincible.

Such a fairy fight.

All they can do is hide as far away as possible.

"If you repent of God, you will die through the heart!"

A voice with anger rang out, and terrifying supernatural power echoed with the voice.

The Huaxia Expeditionary Force, who had just run out not far away, turned pale, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in their chests, as if something sharp was about to penetrate their hearts.

Da-da-da-da!

A sound of footsteps sounded from the bow of the huge ship.

An equally terrifying supernatural force began to spread with the sound of footsteps.

There was a supernatural confrontation with the roaring voice.

The heart-piercing pain dissipated instantly.

This gate is a gateway to the outside world.

As long as they leave this gate, they can temporarily stay away from Isaac's supernatural influences.

"Whoever offends God will be punished by God!"

Angry cries were heard again, and a dense crowd of figures began to emerge in the church.

These figures are all ghost slaves with bloody wings on their backs and cross-shaped pupils.

Seeing the appearance of these ghost slaves, the Huaxia Expeditionary Force ran faster.

This battlefield is no longer something they can participate in.

The right choice for them now is to stay away from this hellish 14 squares.

Chirping!

The grinding sound of the door shaft.

The door was pushed open.

The trickster in charge of pushing the door looked at the scenery outside the door that had become normal, and his face was happy.

"It's okay outside, let's go!"

Hearing his words, everyone began to stream out along the open gate without hesitation.

Walking at the end was Zhao Tiejun, who looked at the giant ship as he walked out of the gate.

On the bow of a giant ship.

A figure in a black captain's coat walked out slowly.

"Is that him?"

Seeing this figure, Zhao Tiejun's spirit was shocked.

The next second.

The doors of the church suddenly closed.

They have appeared on an uninhabited island.

"Finally escaped. "

One of the tricksters wiped the blood from his mouth and said vaguely.

In order to resist the demagogy of faith, he has chewed the tip of his tongue, and he can't speak very neatly.

The other tricksters nodded.

They looked in the direction of the church, where there was only a blanket of air, and there was no trace of the church at all.

That's a gap.

They have escaped.

Unless you have the means to walk through the gaps.

Otherwise they will never be able to get in again.

But they didn't care, what had just happened made them realize.

This weird thing is not an enemy they can solve.

“............"

Zhao Tiejun stood in place, looking at the position he had just left, his eyes flashing with inexplicable brilliance.

He just saw.

A figure emerging from that terrible ship.

"Is he already that strong?"

"You have to win!"

Clenched his fists, Zhao Tiejun prayed silently in his heart.

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

Da-da-da-da!

The supernatural power is stirring.

Huge cracks spread across the walls of the church.

A figure slowly walked to the bow of the ship.

A large white back, a black captain's coat and blue-black leather boots.

In the shadows, the figure's eyes shimmered with eerie colors.

"Whew!"

He opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a mouthful of white mist that looked like substance.

Surrounded by white mist, it corroded all the surrounding spirits.

"Don't hide, I know you're okay. "

Raised his eyes that manifested at the same time as the time treacherous and the space treacherous.

Wu Jian looked indifferent.

He looked at the ghost slaves who were almost occupying the church, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

These ghost slaves contain a catastrophe-like spirit.

But it didn't affect him in the slightest.

He who has already opened up the space ghost snake is not at all something that can be touched by a ghost slave who only controls a little supernatural spirit.

Oh!

In a fierce roar.

These ghost slaves raised their cross-shaped pupils and looked at Wu Jian.

The flesh and blood wings behind them flapped rapidly, and they rushed towards Wu Jian with a gust of yin wind.

“............"

Facing some ghost slaves, Wu Jian didn't make any moves.

But the Other Shore moved at his feet.

Squeak!

With a terrible grinding sound, the hull of the Other Shore turned.

Turning the side chords of the ship towards the rushing ghost slaves.

Accompanied by the sound of falling wooden boards.

An ancient black cannon protruded from the ship's sidestrings.

A ghostly figure with a gloomy face and a sturdy figure in a sailor's suit appeared behind the cannon.

They grabbed their heads.

He forcibly pulled his head off his neck and stuffed it into the chamber of the cannon.

Raising their sturdy arms, the headless ghosts let out a low, grotesque laugh and pulled the cannon's lead.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Dusk flames erupted from the muzzles.

One by one, the human head cannonballs wrapped in a strong supernatural aura brought a circle of twisted qi waves and flew into the group of ghost slaves that were used.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

With the sound of bones and tendons exploding.

The bodies of these ghost slaves who were hit were directly blown into the sky with shredded flesh.

The spirits on their bodies have no effect in the slightest under the action of these cannonballs.

This is the power of the Other Shore, which fuses the Abyss.

As long as the supernatural power is weaker than this terrible ghost ship, it will fall silent when it is hit or shelled by this ship.

And an existence like a ghost slave, if hit by these shells, will directly decompose.

Knock knock!

The muffled sound of cannon fire kept ringing out.

It even penetrated the blockade of the gap and entered the ears of the Chinese Expeditionary Force.

When they heard the sound, their hearts kept beating wildly.

A sense of impending catastrophe keeps them uncontrollably moving away from this direction.

It wasn't until they retreated to the sea that they felt much weaker from the terror.

And at this time.

In churches.

Only a few ghost slaves remained, breaking through the blockade of the cannonballs and bullying the front of the other side.

Pity.

Because by this time they had been bound by heavy cables around their necks and hung from the mast.

This is a paradoxical supernatural.

Wu Jian fused the tricky killing rules with the ghost ship on the other side.

This gives the ship the special ability to hang weirdly.

"Whoever insults God will be burned with fire. "

A low, stiff sound.

Isaac's voice appeared on the skylight above the church.

At this time, there was no longer the smile on his face that had just been twisted, and only endless anger and resentment remained.

At this time, the consciousness of humanity in him has begun to be swallowed up by strange instincts.

Because of the strength of Wu Jian, he has made the believers realize that the existence of Isaac's consciousness will only become something in the way.

The scorching supernatural power began to unleash on Wu Jian's body, attempting to ignite his body.

However, before this power could be unleashed. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The treacherous flame in Wu Jian's body suddenly became agitated, and directly devoured and suppressed this spiritual supernatural.

It's some kind of supernatural similar to the Strange Flame.

But compared to the treacherous flame controlled by Wu Jian, the treacherous flame released by Isaac was too weak.

Goo!

Tooth-aching creeping sounds.

Wu Jian saw a cross made of flesh and blood gradually "grow" from the ground of the church.

This cross is made up of white bones, tendons, and blood vessels, and there are some organs that resemble internal organs that constantly move around this cross.

In the center of the cross.

A face identical to Isaac's was staring at Wu Jian below.

A large mouth full of flat teeth, constantly opening and closing under Isaac's face, spat out bursts of muffled words full of strange power.

"Worship ......"

"Reverence ......"

"Admiration ......"

"Respect ......"

"Admiration ......"

The deep voice carries a powerful emotional twisting power.

The sound made the Shore tremble, and the whole ship became languishing and dim.

【Hum!】

The power called Faith is trying to invade your consciousness, and any emotion you have about Him will be attacked by His spirits. 】

Of course, faith does not know how terrible you are. 】

All He did was useless. 】

[How can you believe in a mere calamity?]

[Come on, imprison this guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and let him understand who is the real protagonist of this era!]

The hint of the strange era jumped out at this time and made a lot of fun.

Feel the spirits emanating from the huge flesh cross.

Wu Jian opened his palm to him.

"Bury!"

Hiss!

The wind is surging and the chill is rising.

The eerie church began to tremble.

The stone floor was constantly shaking and cracking.

The black grave soil gushed out of the ground, converging like a huge wave of soil.

Spread in all directions.

A roar rang out.

The huge church collapsed with a bang.

The desolate cemetery of the outside world is revealed.

In this cemetery.

Time and space are interfered with by strange forces.

This is the ghost of Wujian.

A ghost that combines time tricks, space tricks, burial tricks, and some pain tricks.

At the same time as this ghost appeared.

Isaac's face on the Cross of Flesh had a twisted expression of pain.

At the bottom of the Cross of Flesh.

The black graves, like angular blades, not only cut the flesh of this cross, but also made him shed strings of pus and blood.

The rule called suffering is attached to the cross-shaped creep.

Let Him taste the pain for the first time.

"Whew!"

A shrill howl came from the flat-toothed mouth in the middle of the cross.

The terrifying supernatural power even made the ghost snake tremble slightly.

Pity.

Only one howl was heard.

The cross of flesh and blood became wilted.

For at the same time that He felt the pain, the painful and treacherous rules of killing were already in effect.

The spirit of the Cross of Flesh has begun to be weakened.

Da-da-da-da!

The hand of seconds rotates rapidly.

The knife of time peeled his time from the cross of flesh layer by layer.

At the same time under the cross. 307

The dark grave is constantly climbing to bury the cross completely.

"Don't, don't, please, let me go!"

At this moment, Isaac, who was in the center of the cross, suddenly returned to his normal appearance and began to weep bitterly.

"I'm still a kid......"

Burst!

Isaac wasn't done yet.

Half of his head was cut off.

Wu Jian shook off his sword, his face full of indifference.

"Don't kill me, woo!"

Half of the head fell off, revealing a red-white brain.

But Isaac was still not dead, and his face continued to show vivid sadness and fear, and he continued to beg for mercy.

“............"

Looking at this guy's performance, Wu Jian squinted his eyes.

He didn't stop the ghost and continued to plunder this guy's power.

"It hurts, it hurts! It hurts! Why don't you let me go!"

As time passed, Isaac's pitiful face began to distort.

Thick resentment mixed with infinite hatred appeared on the face of this boy who was only thirteen years old.

The terrifying expression and the blood and brains that flowed down met each other, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

It's hideous, it's terrifying.

Goo-goo-goo!

Bubbles of flesh continue to bulge in the center of the cross.

Isaac's face kept pouring out of the bubbles, and he let out one howl after another.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"I hate it, why kill me!"

"O Lord Almighty, come and save your believers!"

"Kill, kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

"You!

The shouts continued to sound, so that Wu Jian did not wrinkle.

He felt a cold power that was constantly pouring into this cross through unknown means, replenishing his consumed supernatural powers.

"Some kind of supernatural means?

Looking at the multiplying human heads on the Cross of Flesh, Wu Jian knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

The dial hand in his left eye began to jump.

While!

While!

While!

While!

While!

While!

Layer after layer of ghosts are constantly superimposed.

Time is constantly changing in nature under the action of this layer of ghosts.

Flowing time has come to a standstill.

Everything in time is affected by ghosts.

In the sixth floor of the Ghost of Time.

An eerie river of countless human faces is connecting to the Cross of Flesh.

On this river, Wu Jian felt pain and wailing.

There is also the power called faith.

This flesh and blood cross is extracting the lives of the living, transforming them into a spirit to make up for itself.