Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 102 The Power of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China (two in one, please subscribe)

Layers upon layers of endless tombs suddenly emerged in the old houses with blue bricks and thick tiles, and two completely different worlds converged at this moment.

As if time and space overlapped, the ghost land of despair in Luo Qian's hand, which seemed to bury the eternal world, swept across the place for a short time.

Swallowed hundreds of thousands of white fists that were thrown like miniature buses into the grave, and buried them so tightly that not even a single finger could be exposed.

Thousands of intertwined hands should cover the sky, but in front of this old man who is like a candle in the wind, this terrifying ability is just a child's play.

Burying a ghost slayer of an era is not just talk, as long as there is one breath, he will be invincible.

"Master Luo, it really is fierce!"

The corners of Wu Nai's mouth rose slightly, and the right hand that had been alienated to the fifth stage was suppressed by the latest fusion skills, which could be regarded as his first setback in this world.

But there was no despondency in his heart.

Because what the old man buried in the world buried was only his right hand.

And the abilities he possesses are not limited to his right hand.

"Interesting, special right hand, I saw traces of [bus] on it, it's really nostalgic, young man, what's your name?"

Zhang Dong stood upright with his hands behind his back, watching this scene, and asked with interest.

I just remembered to ask my name now, is it because my strength has just been recognized? Wu Nai silently withdrew his own shadow from under Zhang Dong and said lightly, "Wu Nai."

"Luo Qian, Xiao Wu hasn't done his best yet. You can play with him again. It's been a long time since I've met someone who can interest me so much."

Zhang Dong said lightly: "I want to see how far he can go all out, or if you are too lazy to do it, let me do it."

"You want to make a move?"

Luo Qian's dark and pupilless eyes widened slightly, and he took a look at this unparalleled captain: "It's not your style to use supernatural power to conduct tentative collisions."

The two are old teammates, and they are very familiar with each other's acting styles.

Based on his understanding of Zhang Dong, once this person uses his supernatural power, he will suffer nothing less than two results.

One is directly erased, and the second is not completely erased.

But the second never happened.

Even the so-called incomprehensible ghosts couldn't stop the man in front of him.

What is a horizontal pressure?The word Zhang Dong is the best interpretation.

"Because some of Xiao Wu's performances are really interesting."

Zhang Dong replied, "But don't worry, I'll act appropriately."

"Forget it, forget it, let me do it, it's rare to find a good seedling, if you accidentally erase it, I will be sad."

Luo Qian shook his head expressionlessly and said, he took a step forward with his lifeless and stiff body, pressing down with the endless graves behind him.

The seemingly real and illusory cemetery poured down, filling the sights of the three people present. For a moment, Wu Nai saw nothing but the horrible cemetery.

The supernatural power raged in an unrivaled manner.

It's like pouring the whole hell down to the world.

All of a sudden, supernatural powers overflowed.

Hu. Wu Nai took a deep breath, and the words filled with the old atmosphere squirmed in front of his eyes, forming the words "power point 100000.0".

Another harvest!
But it was too late for him to be happy, the collision of ghosts and ghosts had already begun, even his regularized consciousness might push himself into the abyss of death and deep sleep because of any carelessness.

After all, the two men in front of me are not kind grandpas, they behaved politely because of their indifference of human nature and the value of Wu Nai.

But in essence, it is still the ultimate thug who escaped from the outlaws and ghost fighters of an era.

It's the man who came back from hell.

One after another supernatural events baptized them to be more terrifying than ghosts.

So the process of contact is quite dangerous.

Of course, during this contact process, Wu Nai can speak out at any time to stop such temptations and collisions, and isolate the danger from himself.

But he didn't want to do this. After finally meeting such two old people, how could he not absorb another wave of abilities.

After simple contact has yielded nothing, the confrontation between ghosts and ghosts has become his best choice!

Moreover, more and more alienated parts and higher degrees of alienation in the body also gave him the confidence to make such a decision.

Collapse all emotions in the bottom of my heart.

Facing the grave of the sky, Wu Nai quietly made a [wish]: "[Derivation] and [Invasion] meet, [Ancient Path] and [Door] open together, 'I' carry [World Tree] from the past , set foot in the present."

His voice became clearer and more passionate, as if a heavy bronze bell was ringing in an ancient temple.

It broke the centuries-old silence of the ancient house, and the rumble continued, triggering the terrifying supernatural power to descend.

In the dim old house, the void is glowing, as if there are invisible fingers moving, and the mysterious [doors] are outlined in this supernatural place with the clear light as ink.

At the moment when these children's graffiti-like gates of brilliance are sketched, they burst open, using the individual bodies derived from Wu Nai as the medium.

The [ancient roads] behind the door lead to the past, paving the way for the most brilliant lives.

This is no ordinary intrusion.

Those Wu Nai who invaded here are simply gods... taboo ghosts and gods!

Each of them carried the dark world tree on their backs, opening up strange patches of sky.

One by one, they broke off branches from the black sky woven by the canopy, and turned into fateful spears.

They invaded from the past to the present along the ancient path of Huangquan.

Endless dark golden fires, like tons of tons of lava surging down, rushed out from the door as clouds and mist fell, turning into dense white gas and firelight pouring on the blue brick floor.

Immediately afterwards, the torrential rain fell like a torrent, but it did not come from the sky, but from the domain built by Qinghui, gathering from all directions into a raging torrent.

Light, flame, and water mist surged and flooded the place, and the dark golden color instantly illuminated the numb eyes of Zhang Dong and Luo Qian.

"That's right, I've made great progress. I'm starting to want to keep you here for a few more days." Zhang Dong said lightly, recognizing this power, and even appreciating it more.

“But it still needs to grow and grow.”

Luo Qian said dryly: "The superimposed number of ghosts is certainly terrifying, but it also depends on who is facing you. There are not many people who can overwhelm me at 'now'."

"Even so, I still want to try..."

Wu Nai who was behind one door after another spoke at the same time, these voices overlapped and buzzed, like thunder bursting above the ancient house.

boom! !

The collision between the ghost domain and the ghost domain should have been silent, like spring rain moistening things silently.

But in the old house, the moment when the fire, fog, and water wrapped in the brilliance overlap with the endless dead cemetery.

In the ears of everyone present, there seemed to be a thunderbolt roaring in the world.

In the collision of two supernatural spaces.

Hundreds of tons of rotting and smelly graves are still pouring down like waterfalls, engulfing the flames, the rain, and the fog.

And Wu Nai also threw out the bloody spear in his hand.

Every movement of his spear throwing is synchronized, raising hands together, leaning back together, and throwing Zheng together.

The movements are slow, graceful and powerful, as if performing a ritual, a ritual to erase the world!

When the conversion rate of that spear in [Ghost Coffin] reached 20%, part of the rules were changed by Wu Nai to [Erase]!
So here and now.

What Luo Qian was facing was nearly a hundred terrifying supernatural weapons with both "unsolvable suppression" and "erasing" abilities.

It's like nearly a hundred weakened versions of Zhang Dong are shooting at him together!
"Good boy!"

Luo Qian's dark, pupilless eyes widened, and for the first time a look of surprise appeared on his face.

boom! !

The endless graveyard behind him trembled, and strange and inexplicable power flowed from the tombstones, and they all suppressed the falling spears in all directions.

Many graves disappeared out of thin air when they came into contact with the spear, as if God used an eraser to forcibly erase them from this scroll called the world.

But they don't really disappear.

Instead, it was transferred to Wu Nai's spear!

[Erasure] Let the supernatural power fall into silence, and the plundering instinct possessed by the spear itself will immediately explode, snatching this kind of supernatural power, and increasing the power of "Unsolvable Suppression".

The three factors combined together constituted a terrifying ability.

But Luo Qian dumped too many graves.

Even though a lot has been erased and suppressed, there are still countless graves falling down.

Under the absolute supernatural power advantage.

Nearly a hundred battle spears supported for a while, and then rained down and were buried in the graveyard. There were more bumps in the field out of thin air, as if a piece of mountains, rivers and land had been condensed here.

But when these rotten and smelly graves stretched over, they failed to submerge Wu Nai.

There are seven wheels of brilliance running at high speed in his eyes, opening the seven-layer [domain], and constantly [restarting] himself.

Every time he escapes at the moment when the grave is about to bury himself.

"Interesting, let me see how far you can do it. The [erasing] situation just now really scared me."

After a short fight, Luo Qian's expression was no longer so indifferent, and Wu Nai's astonishing move greatly stimulated him.

Such a supernatural attack...if there were more spears, if Wu Nai had mastered the infinite invasion like Meng Xiaodong...that would be unimaginable!
Phew... At the same time, Wu Nai took a deep breath, and the words "Power point: 400000.0" flashed before his eyes.

Accompanied by the fall of the graves and the restart of Qinghui's circulation, in the confrontation between the two, strong abilities struck, and the ability points in the information column rose wildly.

In this test of supernatural power, Wu Nai fully demonstrated what a generation of arrogance is.

But Luo Qian, the pinnacle of the old era, did not show his full strength.

At this time, we continue to bury people with graves, just to see where the limit of Wu Nai's restart is.

Therefore, a strange scene appeared in the old house. Wu Nai's slender figure was constantly alternating with a towering earth bag in the same place, and the cycle went back and forth.

"Ability point: 700000.0."

In the end, when the information displayed in front of Wu Nai's eyes showed that the power points reached this number, Luo Qian stopped burying people.

He was freed.

"Not bad..." Luo Qian nodded with satisfaction, completely approving Wu Nai in his heart.

Being able to restart so many times shows the stability of its power. Such a stable power has unlimited potential.

"Uncle Luo, you are showing mercy..."

Wu Nai couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Sure enough, compared with the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, my power is still insufficient. Although there are many methods and I still hide a part of my power, I still can't match the absolute supernatural power.

Through this fight with Luo Qian, he has a general understanding of his own strength.

In the new generation, with Wu Nai's current strength, there are almost no opponents to be found.

But in the face of the older generation of top ghost fighters who can bury an era, he still has some dissatisfaction.

After all, these old guys who have been almost buried by history have experienced many supernatural events.

Many of these incidents are now at an unsolvable level in the eyes of people.

But it was successfully limited by the people at that time.

This ability to create an era has never been touched by anyone so far.

But it's coming soon... Wu Nai believes that as long as he is given some more time, he will soon be able to climb to that height.

"Wonderful……"

Zhang Dong, who had been standing on the sidelines to watch the battle, stretched out his hands behind his back and applauded gently: "I appreciate your use of [Erase], although I don't know how you obtained this ability through me, But I hope you can continue to grow."

"I will……"

Wu Nai smiled slightly, and at the same time the backlash from [Making a Wish] began to manifest in him.

[Derivation] [Invasion] [Door] [Ancient Path] These four skills are all briefly combined through making a wish.

No matter how powerful they are in the battle, how much power will be fed back.

But all this is within the range he can bear.

Wu Nai's black shadow, which had been alienated to the fifth stage, squirmed, penetrated into the body to share part of the pressure, and quickly assembled again after being torn into pieces of shadow, still unharmed.

Another part of the backlash power was [transferred] to the World Tree by him, and this pitch-black tree was immediately covered with scars and crumbling.

But it was back to normal after a while.

"You should have met Li Qingzhi, right?"

Zhang Dong glanced at the changing shadow under his feet and asked lightly, "Is he alright?"

"Okay……"

Wu Nai recalled the rotting male corpse in the Caesars Hotel and sighed: "Although it seems that the ghost has recovered, I can feel that part of the consciousness of the living person in his body is still there, trying to maintain that spiritual place Uncle Zhang is going to visit him?"

"never mind……"

Zhang Dong shook his head and said: "My state is not suitable for long-distance travel. Even sitting in the bus can hardly suppress the supernatural powers in my body. In case something happens on the way, causing the ghost to recover is to give the future People are causing trouble."

"Speaking of posterity..."

Wu Nai seemed to have thought of something suddenly, scratched the back of his head, and asked slightly distressed: "Master, do you still remember that you have a son named Zhang Xianguang?"

"Oh...he, what's wrong?"

"It's a long story, but to put it simply, your son wants to bring everyone into the [Ghost Painting] to live, and he probably needs a piece of clothing from my mother in the process of implementing the plan. Such a Come on, I have to fight him...in case..."

"Xiao Wu, just keep him alive."

Zhang Dong opened his mouth lightly, interrupted Wu Nai's words and said, "Give me some face, he is my descendant after all, let him survive after the fight."

(End of this chapter)