Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 152 Deprivation of the Son of the World (two in one, please subscribe)

Crowds of ravens, spear of destiny, eight-legged pegasus, dark gold armor. Wu Nai can feel that the elements about him in himself are gradually becoming complete.

The "source quality" in the body became more and more active, constantly being supplemented and strengthened.

Like a fish, taking this sea of ​​world named Mysterious Resurgence as its habitat, it gradually turns into a dragon by swallowing supernatural horrors.

Wu Nai clearly felt how powerful she is now.

In the face of this kind of strength, the blockade of the world is weakening, and he has vaguely captured some of the information he has always wanted to obtain.

I saw a boat woven like a dead man's nails and hair, shuttled from city to city, and shot in the invisible dark corners of the world.

Collected ghosts and curses one after another, and even took the initiative to shoot some powerful ghost slayers, filling them into the hull of the ship.

Wu Nai saw a few familiar figures among the killed ghost controllers.

[Ghost Ship] This is to use countless horrors as nourishment to breed an unparalleled ultimate fierce god!

It turns out that this ship that is hiding in Tibet is really fast. It is growing non-stop. It seems that I have to hurry up and not let it take away all the ingredients. Wu Nai looked at a certain part of the world with feeling In one corner, the one eye on the mask was shining with blazing luster, like an ancient sun.

Accompanied by his ups and downs, a dense fog rose from the streets and alleys of this god-like giant city. In the fog, a human figure faintly appeared, which was the heroic spirits.

With a gust of wind they take shape, with a gust of wind they collapse again.

Xianglan and the dozens of messengers released from the ghost post office also felt it. Standing in the disillusioned heroic spirit, pairs of golden eyes flowed with flames, silently expressing their loyalty and fighting will through the roiling fog like a sea tide .

"It's coming soon, when the time comes, I will take you to the battlefield together, and fight against the opponent I'm looking forward to forever."

Wu Nai smiled slightly, and decided his next step based on the information he had obtained, then collapsed all his emotions, turned and left under the control of the eight-legged Pegasus.

Outside the battlefield, Zhang Xianguang had already imprisoned the group of ghosts, and the World Tree took the initiative to drop branches to take them away.

Liu Qingqing stood beside him, watching the tide-like mist recede, and the world like a kingdom of God dissipated along with it.

The man was riding a horse, walking step by step.

Sleibnir's eight majestic horse legs seemed to be eight pillars supporting the heaven and the earth, and the dark golden horseshoes scratched the ground, and it opened one burning wound after another on the hard road.

The invisible coercion came slowly like a tsunami.

It's like a god sitting on the throne from epic to reality, and mortals can't look directly at it.

Utilizing ghosts to this point, is he really still a ghost controller... Liu Qingqing bowed her head almost tremblingly.

If at the beginning she still had the heart to struggle and wanted to get rid of the "fate" Wu Nai called through her own efforts, now that she has seen this terrifying power, she is already a little desperate.

How does man fight against God?The gap between the two cannot be bridged at all.

Zhang Xianguang glanced at her lightly, and respectfully welcomed Wu Nai's arrival.

"Let's go, the two of you will go to Dachang City with me first, and then to Dachuan City. The final battle is approaching."

Wu Nai's voice fell from Shen Jun's heavenly horse, and then a burning door opened in front of the three of them, and the opposite side of the door was a certain community in Dachang City.

The heavy rain splashed on the marble pavement of Guanjiang Community, causing ripples. Yang Jian, Zhang Fen, Yang Xiaotian, Jiang Yan, and Zhang Liqin made tea around the stove, and sat at the window watching the scenery outside the eaves.

It is a bit poetic of "Bashan night rain rises autumn pond".

"Okay, why is it raining suddenly?"

Jiang Yan felt that the rain was a bit sinister, frowned her pretty brows, picked up a cup of hot tea, and said, "Just now I saw the weather forecast and said it will be sunny."

"It's normal. The weather forecast is often inaccurate. I'm used to it. When I was in my hometown, Meishan Village, it often showed sunny days here, and it began to rain heavily there."

Zhang Fen said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Xiao Yan, you are not young anymore, and Yang Jian is not studying. Have you two considered having a child earlier? Liqin is too. I think you should have it sooner."

As an ordinary rural woman, after her son became rich and powerful and her husband came back to life, she now has a complete life, so she focuses all her attention on the continuation of her family and the inheritance of the Yang surname.

After all, someone has to take over his son Yang Jian's huge career now.

"Ah this."

Zhang Liqin blushed slightly: "I don't have any problems, and I want to have a child sooner, but it mainly depends on Yang Jian's opinion."

"Is this not right?" Yang Xiaotian interjected while sitting on the side.

"There's something wrong. Although letting Liqin and Xiaoyan marry Yang Jian together, it's an advantage for you bastard, but what can I do otherwise? After all, where is the relationship between the three of them? It's not my own idea." Ah, let's talk about the rich people now"

"Mom, my dad doesn't mean that something is wrong, he just thinks something is wrong with the world outside the window."

Yang Jian's eyes were slightly scarlet, he interrupted Zhang Fen's words, looked out the window solemnly and said.

Because of Yang Xiaotian's resurrection from the dead, the truth of the mysterious recovery can no longer be concealed.

So he took the initiative to disclose this horror and his own power to his mother who had been wandering outside the spiritual circle as an ordinary person.

"The world outside the window is wrong, there are so many crows."

Zhang Fen saw swarms of crows running amok in the Guanjiang Community, and some of them perched on the fence, on the branches of green plants, on the eaves, on the street lamps, and even unscrupulously landed on the umbrellas of the passing residents. The huge size scared many people. Some people tried to drive them away with the tools in their hands, but they only flew up and down briefly.

A moment later, the ears of several people heard the heavy sound of horseshoes coming from the rain curtain at the end of the world.

It felt like a majestic horse was slowly walking towards them.

"What sound? No, why did the lights in the neighborhood go out?" Zhang Liqin also noticed something unusual.

There are not many residents in Guanjiang Community, but there are definitely not many.

Every night, after the lights are lit from house to house, the buildings will be like lanterns standing on the ground, illuminating the community brightly.

Now these lights were extinguished one by one in her eyes.

But in the eyes of the scarlet [ghost eyes] that had pierced Yang Jian's forehead, it was a huge city and a giant tree slowly approaching, accompanied by the neighing of the horse.

This is simply two worlds colliding and invading. Only those who possess special supernatural powers can stand in the gap between the worlds and see the truth clearly.

"It's him. What is he here for?"

Yang Xiaotian frowned and said, although he had lost his supernatural power, he still smelled a familiar aura from the storm.

After all, it was in such weather that the other party gave him life again.

"Wu Nai."

Yang Jian felt the throbbing of [Ghost Eyes] on his body, and then he suddenly turned around and looked to the other side.

Now it is no longer a collision of two worlds, because a third world has come.

Like a kingdom of ghosts, a terrifying ship that once brought great fear to Yang Jian is sailing slowly across a vast ocean!
It was a frenzy that was difficult for ordinary people to perceive. When this frenzy advanced to a place half a kilometer away from Guanjiang Community, it was hindered by a special pace in a commercial area.

This special gait comes from a Pegasus with eight legs. It has the name of Sleibnir, and it is said that there is no place in the sky and on the earth that it cannot go.

Therefore, tens of millions of tons of seawater under the control of the big ship broke into a foamy torrent in front of the sound of horseshoes, poured into Dachang City along the streets and alleys, and the invisible river ran mightily through the high-rise buildings.

People who travel on rainy days only feel that the weather is suddenly colder, and the chill and humidity are getting stronger.

Little do they know that in a corner invisible to the world, a battle to destroy the world may break out at any time.

"grandma's"

Yang Jian cursed secretly, and the blood vessels near his temples twitched wildly. In the face of these two opposing forces, he clearly felt his own weakness, and the distance between life and death became so close.

No matter which one of the two parties attacked him, it would kill him in an instant.

"Your face is ugly"

Yang Xiaotian looked at his son and said in a low voice, "Is he asking for something?"

"It's not that he's asking for something, but something that can fight against him, and it's staring at my [Ghost Eye] together with him."

Yang Jian said with a wry smile: "If this battle, which can be called a ghost-level battle, breaks out, Dachang City will be over. No one can save this city. Of course, we in the city will be over too."

"Then don't we run away?" Zhang Liqin said tremblingly.

"Can't escape. Who can escape fate?" Yang Jian looked around, and there were densely packed ravens parked in the open space outside the window of their house. They all had terrifying golden eyeballs.

He clearly remembered that this was the color of the one-eyed eye on Wu Nai's mask.

Just when he was trying to find the boy, he appeared.

The dark golden flame surged, and Wu Nai held up the fate-like blood-stained spear and rode his horse towards the sea. The heavy rain penetrated a deep black haze like the world's fetal membrane and floated into the world of [Ghost Ship]. Pieces of ravens circled and danced like death gods, their feathers withered like a black blizzard.

Fuck. Even this forbidden weapon was used, this is a real fight.Yang Jian took a deep breath, and began to mobilize Huang Quan at all costs, trying to teleport away all the people in Dachang City.

But just as the crimson power bloomed, it was pushed back.

Under the power of the taboo level of the two ghosts and gods, the worlds of the two sides expanded wildly and bombarded each other, and the [Ghost Eye], which lacks an important puzzle, is useless even if it is desperately revived.

The next moment, there was an electric light flashing above the sea, which was the trajectory of [Kungunier] in Wu Nai's hand!

Facing this ferocious god that the world has painstakingly cultivated, he exhausted all his strength without even thinking about it.

At the same time, in the torrential rain, a huge black figure stood up from the accumulated water and dense fog, holding [coffin nails], straddled the steeds, roared silently and rushed to the sea in a row.

Fight with the group of ghosts on and off the 【Ghost Ship】.

The black [World Tree] in the giant city of the Kingdom of God opened up the universe even more, and rushed towards it with overwhelming momentum. Wherever its branches crossed the sky, the ghost domain of [Ghost Ship] was forcibly rewritten. Involved in the world after [Modification].

In this unreserved supernatural confrontation, Wu Nai took the top spot!
Kungunir passed through the group of ghosts on the ghost ship without a sound, and the human wall composed of eerie ghosts cracked sequentially. These defenses composed of decayed bodies, smelly graves, broken tombstones, and collapsed houses The circle seems endless.

But still unable to stop the overwhelming breath of death, fate penetrated the [Captain] standing at the end of the defensive circle!

"Is this... a success? The terrifying [ghost ship] was imprisoned?!"

Yang Jian, who was sitting by the window, took a deep breath. Under the shock of this spear, he fell into the dreamland of his youth. The world at that time opened the window and the world was mysterious and ancient.

But this is not a dream.
After being stabbed by a spear equipped with extreme rules such as [Erase], [Suppress], and [Transform], the captain was not crucified.

The huge ghost power accumulated by the blessing of the world exploded.

It held the spear body, like holding a condensed one hundred thousand mountains, slowly but firmly pulled out [Kunguniel] from itself bit by bit, and got rid of the shackles of fate.

Throwing it far away towards Wu Nai, then turned around and drove his own country away, and disappeared in Dachang City in a panic.

"interesting."

Wu Nai held the Spear of Destiny that flew back, as if he had regained the supreme power in the world, and looked at the disappearing figure of the [Ghost Ship] with a cold smile.

This is the first time the two sides have played against each other in reality after the dream battle.

In the spiritual confrontation, he is obviously stronger. Kungunir can cause some damage to this ghost, but he can't completely imprison it.

So Wu Nai didn't forcefully keep the [Ghost Ship].

"The most important thing is that the whereabouts of [Ghost Ship] will never be hidden from me after this attack. Even if it escapes to the ends of the earth, I will catch up with it. Next, it will be my hunting target."

Wu Nai, who was riding on the horse, smiled slightly, slanting the spear in front of his body, stroking the dead branch-like body of Kungunir with his slender fingers as white as jade, and following his movements, the spear of the spear of destiny A dark golden burning eye suddenly opened at the tip.

Corresponding to this burning one eye is the wound left by Kungunir on [Captain].

This is a spear mark in the shape of an eye, branded on the captain's pale ghostly body, and an invisible thread of fate is derived and connected to the tip of Kungunir's spear, allowing Wu Nai to grasp the whereabouts of the prey.

As long as the [Ghost Ship] keeps cutting the thread of fate, it will be impossible to escape Wu Nai's hunt.

"However, before eating those giant monsters, let me completely intercept the [ghost eye] and deprive the ghost of the child of the world, so as to avoid any accidents."

Wu Nai cast his eyes on Yang Jian in the window.

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