Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 151 Black Paper Umbrella and 【Sleepness】([-] in [-], please subscribe)

The wind raged like a tide.

Liu Qingqing stepped on red high-heeled shoes, and Tingting stood gracefully on the platform. The red cheongsam under her body was billowing in the wind, as if a scarlet flag was being blown, revealing the fair and delicate skin at the base of her thighs.

The afterimage of a gigantic figure whizzed past her and passed away.

It was a bus that came suddenly with a strong wind.

This car, which looks like a carcass decomposed into a heinous ghost, really came.

Wu Nai had already opened her arms and waited here for a long time.

The lights on the iron-wrapped front of the car were like pillars, cutting the boundary between reality and supernatural. With absolutely terrifying power, it was as if a steel monster slammed into Wu Nai in the center of the road.

At the same time, Wu Nai closed his open hands, and like a woven net fell down, he hugged the front of the car tightly, catching a prey that was out of proportion to his body size.

In Zhang Xianguang's view, this is the embrace of gods and ghosts.

Simple and rude, full of the collision of supreme power and great power.

boom! !

An unstoppable supernatural force didn't stop after crashing into Wu Nai's arms, and continued to surge out from behind him, spreading out in a fan shape, tearing apart everything along the way.

From this we can see the horror of this ghost.

But even so, this [bus] couldn't move forward even an inch, because Wu Nai pressed his chest against the front of the car.

In the beginning there was Tao, and Tao was with God, and God is Tao.

Now that Tao has incarnated and descended into the world, he is naturally fearless and looks down on the world.

The bus couldn't even roll over. Liu Qingqing opened her rosy mouth slightly, watching the tires of the stopped bus spinning at high speed and rubbing against the ground, making extremely sharp neighing, like an angry ancient monster.

The lights on the front of the car also became stronger and brighter.

At the same time that a dead body that was originally sitting on the seat driving in the carriage was knocked to the ground, a vague outline protruded from the leather chair, and a ghost showed a terrifying figure and wanted to get out of the chair.

This is the real source of the bus ghost.

It's recovering!

Facing this world, he stretched out his ferocious physique, revealing a hellish aura.

The terrifying spiritual aura surged, and a ghostly power leaked out. Wherever this power passed, it suppressed all spiritual powers.

Even though Liu Qingqing had stood far enough, it was still unavoidable to be affected.

After being swept by that invisible ripple, all the ghosts in her body were as silent as dead at this moment.

Then witnessed an unbelievable scene.

Wu Nai pulled out a right hand and pressed it on the iron front of the car, with five fingers spread out, as if to suppress the spiritual source in the car.

"Crash!" He lowered the [God's Grace].

Suddenly, there was a slight delay in the terrifying recovery of the ghost on the bus.

"Death!"

"Death!"

The sound is more severe than the sound, and it does not seem to be supernatural, because there is no such majestic supernatural in the world, with the sacred will of the mighty heavens.

Increasingly astonishing g-forces are being exerted on [the bus].

Under the order of the second "crash", the tires rubbing violently against the ground could no longer bite the ground and support the huge body of the bus.

As happens in the worst traffic accidents, the car flipped over and slammed into the side of the road.

And in the third crash, this car, which can only carry ghosts from all over the world to and from the supernatural place, seems to be bound by an invisible iron net, and the large net shrinks, deforming its rusty iron skin on the surface.

But the ghost is still struggling and resisting.

At this time, the door of the [bus] opened suddenly.

It seems that the gate of the ghost country of Huangquan has opened here.

Although there are no living people or ghost slayers on the car, it does carry ghosts, extremely terrifying ghosts!

Several strange figures in a row came out of it.

One of them was covered in black gauze, like a floating mosquito net, very dense, blocking everyone's sight, making it difficult to see the figure inside.

There are no facial features, only a black silhouette.

What's even more weird is that an arm full of scars stretched out from under the black gauze.

There are teeth gnawing marks on the arms, wounds from cutting with sharp objects, blood holes from some kind of weapon, and even bruises like palm prints.

It was such an arm that seemed to protrude from hell, but it held an old wooden paper umbrella in its palm.

The moment this ghost appeared, the sky changed.

The black clouds rolled over like Cui Wei's mountains, covering the sky above the three people's heads, creating an umbrella-shaped haunted area, and then sparse light rain fell.

There was a stench in the rain.

It seemed that what was piled up in the sky was not a cloud of lead, but a dense mass of rotting corpses.

"It's terrible. All the ghosts in the car have come down, one, two, three. They are all extremely terrifying ghosts. Let's run for our lives as soon as possible."

Liu Qingqing, who was standing not far away, saw this scene, her pretty face was as pale as a dead person.

Holding the rusty old machete tightly in his hand, Zhang Xianguang sneered: "Run? Why run? It's these ghosts who should be worried and afraid. If they can think, they should be afraid of meeting a god right now! "

"Brother Zhang"

At the same time, Wu Nai, who was in the middle of the road, ordered lightly: "The bus and that [black umbrella] are good prey to me, and you are responsible for cutting down the other ghosts."

"no problem."

Abandoning Liu Qingqing, Zhang Xianguang strode into the rainwater all over the sky alone, and swiped the machete to cut through a heavy rain curtain, splitting a ghost in half on the spot.

Brave as hell.

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

[Close contact with ghosts, collect scattered rules around, and acquire a brand new skill - assimilation! 】

[Ability point: [-] million. 】

Accompanied by the whistling of the power point falling from the light of the knife, the lines of crazy words are like countless snakes twisting, like the old knowledge recorded on the ancient stone tablet, they are moving, and the fairy-like dance is reflected in Wu Nai's eyes.

This skill is a gift from the black paper umbrella ghost.

It is about to launch a supernatural attack, because the wet Wu Nai triggered the law of killing.

But he was not in a hurry to resolve it.

When Wu Nai moved his mind slightly, he clicked on the "+" sign behind the [Blood] option in the information bar.

The next moment, the [-] million abilities were emptied, and scorching blood surged in his veins. After the alienation reached the seventh stage, the new blood rushed through his veins like a torrent.

The blood that was very close to "His" penetrated into every corner of the body, even into every cell.

As if waking up from a long slumber, the basic units of these creatures also breathed in their supernatural powers, gathering on Wu Nai's palm, dyeing the white and crystal-clear hands like the most perfect jade carvings in the world into scarlet, shining with blood diamonds. luster.

Blood came to the world with this dreamlike new attitude.

Wu Nai raised the red hand, ignored the bus source ghost who was getting up from the chair, but set his eyes on the black paper umbrella ghost walking directly opposite.

Facing this messenger from hell who carries the wind and rain.

He smiled faintly: "Try it with you first, let it crash."

This language is not [divine favor], but the moment Wu Nai spat it out, it was still like a death knell.

The black paper umbrella ghost who rushed over seemed to have sensed that the black umbrella-shaped ghost domain that shrouded everyone's heads was still completely condensed.

This ghost domain is very similar to the [Ghost Coffin] in Huanggang Village.

The ghosts in the ghost domain cannot be solved without dispelling the outer umbrella ghost domain, but once you enter the ghost domain and imprison a black paper umbrella ghost, more identical black paper umbrella ghosts will immediately emerge.

In this way, the two umbrellas, one outside and one inside, form a perfect endless loop.

For ordinary people, it is basically an unsolvable existence.

But it is facing Wu Nai at the moment.

His red palm seemed to come from the sky. When it fell, he smashed the corpse holding the black paper umbrella into fly ash, then grabbed the terrifying supernatural item with his backhand, and began to invade.

Just like Yang Jian's [Ghost Eye] has multiple layers of ghost domains, this black paper umbrella also has layers of strange spaces overlapping.

However, unlike Xiao Yang's buggy ten-level ghost domain, the end of this umbrella is a six-level ghost domain, and there will be a certain number of black paper umbrella ghosts in each ghost domain.

In the ghost domain on the first floor, the ghost rain is the sparsest, and the number of ghosts is the largest and weakest.

The second layer has slightly more rain, fewer ghosts, and a slightly higher degree of terror.

Decreasing step by step, the last layer of rain is the most violent, and the heavy rain pours down into a giant wall between heaven and earth. There is only one ghost, but it is the most terrifying source ghost.

Enter the sixth ghost realm of this umbrella and find the real source of the black paper umbrella, then this supernatural event can be solved.

It's just that ordinary ghost masters can't deal with such a terrifying existence at all.

Xiao Yang, who was originally on the trajectory of fate, also chose to retreat temporarily, unable to deal with it.

But at this moment, Wu Nai, who stained the sky of Huangquan with the blood of the seventh stage of alienation, didn't care at all. A red palm pierced through many ghost domains, suppressed all the black paper umbrellas, and pushed them across with absolute violence.

In just a few breaths, the unsolvable [Black Paper Umbrella] ended like this, was thrown onto the black world tree, and became one of the many supernatural pendants on the branch.

At this time, the little bit of time delayed by the black paper umbrella.

The source ghost of the bus has completely walked out of the chair, with a cold aura circulating all over his body, walking towards Wu Nai step by step with mechanically stiff steps, with undisguised hatred in his eyes.

The darkness that only appears when the bus is turned off is like a tide gushing out at this moment, distorting everything around it, turning the entire car body into a weapon and throwing it out.

But when such a unique giant weapon fell in front of Wu Nai, it had already turned into a river of molten iron.

Endless dark golden fires blazed all around.

Wu Nai walked up to the iron flow. The one-eyed eyes on the dead wood mask all had the meaning of "burning" and were unparalleled in sharpness.

"Death!!"

His voice was like the vibration of thousands of swords, fully explaining what is meant by [God's Grace] like a sea, a huge pressure descended from the sky, superimposed with the previous orders that still remained in the sky and earth, bursting out incredible power, instantly The source ghost of [Bus] was crushed.

It twisted into a ball and fell into a panic.

A large number of ravens also fell from the sky at this time, flapping their wings like the eternal night, circling and flying around it, as if hordes of gods of death were waiting to harvest sweet souls.

"Another ghost from the old era has come to an end." Zhang Xianguang looked at Wu Nai who had finished his work, and suddenly felt a barrenness that seemed to be eternity.

He had already caused a terrifying ghost to crash just by ordering it.

"It's strange, when it's time to get off work, why did such a big supernatural event happen, so many abnormalities, but didn't see a passerby?"

Liu Qingqing recovered from the shock, looking at the empty road on both sides at this time, feeling suspicious.

Zhang Xianguang, who was finished at this time, held the knife in his arms, pointed to the boundless giant tree lying between heaven and earth in the sky, and said with a slight smile: "You are too blind, didn't you see where the black paper umbrella went? Of course there is no place for it here. People, we have been pulled into Brother Wu's country long ago, although this is a battle of slaughtering ghosts that can be recorded in the annals of history, not everyone is qualified to watch the ceremony."

"I see. We've entered Ghostland, but when did that happen?"

Under the guidance of others, Liu Qingqing looked around and looked at the magnificent scene in the sky beyond human imagination, and then suddenly pointed at a building that had become a ruined building and shouted:

"What are you kidding, oh my god, even, even. The ghost post office is melting here! The goddamn ghost post office is melting!"

"Is it a repeater? There's no need to repeat what I said, I'm not deaf, yes, that's right, that's [Ghost Post Office]. It's melting, and the ghosts are being gradually terminated. won't show up."

Zhang Xianguang frowned and said, "Don't make a fuss, more than one ghost has ended here, you will get used to it gradually."

At this time, Wu Nai had already opened his mouth to swallow the crashed [bus] source ghost, and started to [transform].

After [Consciousness] and [Eyeball] entered the seventh stage of alienation together, his transformation efficiency increased again. After transforming part of the ghost post office, there was a space in his body again, which happened to fill in the source of [Bus].

Crashing. At the same time, the river of golden molten iron that has not yet cooled and solidified on the ground surged and flowed towards Wu Nai, combining with the pale white liquid that he spit out from his mouth.

The skill [Creation] activates.

The pale white liquid squirmed, pulling out slender threads, as if threaded by an invisible big hand, interwoven into a mountain-like burly horse.

Immediately afterwards, the horse came to life and made a huge neighing sound, which was extremely powerful, as if roaring with the mighty thunderbolt in its mouth, a dim yellow light shot out from its nostrils, and then it was distorted like a blazing Thunder breath lingers around the body.

Holy and brutal.

The golden molten iron flowed to its feet and flowed upstream along the eight majestic legs of the horse. It first covered the horse's body, and then covered the horse's face. After condensing, it formed a heavy armor with metal patterns.

In this way, an unprecedented eight-legged Pegasus was born.

Wu Nai turned over and rode up, without needing too many words, as soon as he thought about it, the horse would move in a certain direction according to his will.

Although [Bus] has not been fully digested.

But now part of the digestion is enough for the time being. Wu Nai added the rules of [bus] [ghost ship] and [door] [ancient road] into this part of the ghost essence of creating eight-legged horses. Skill.

Strive for perfection.

(End of this chapter)