Groups of ravens, the Spear of Destiny, the eight-legged Pegasus, the dark gold armor...Wu Nai could feel that the elements about Him in him were gradually becoming complete.

The "source essence" in the body becomes more active and is constantly being supplemented and strengthened.

It is like a fish, using this sea of ​​world named Mysterious Resurrection as its habitat, swallowing supernatural horror and gradually transforming into a dragon.

Wu Nai clearly felt how powerful he was now.

In the face of such power, the world's blockades were weakening, and he vaguely captured part of the information he had always wanted to obtain.

I saw a ship that looked like it was made of nails and hair of a dead man, traveling from city to city, striking out at unseen dark corners of the world.

Collecting powerful ghosts and curses one after another, he even took the initiative to attack some powerful ghost masters and fill them into the hull of the ship.

Among the killed ghost masters, Wu Nai saw several familiar figures.

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

So that's it... This Dongzang XZ ship started really fast. It is growing all the time. It seems that I have to hurry up and not let it take away all the ingredients...

Wu Nai looked at a certain corner of the world with emotion. The one eye on the mask was shining with blazing luster, like the ancient sun.

Along with his mood swings, thick mist flowed through the streets and alleys of this giant city like a kingdom of God. In the mist, there was a vague figure appearing, which was the heroic spirits.

When a gust of wind blows, they take shape, and when a gust of wind blows, they collapse.

Xianglan and the dozens of messengers released from the ghost post office also felt something. Standing among the disillusioned heroes, pairs of golden eyes flowing with flames, silently expressing their loyalty and fighting will through the fog rolling like the ocean tide.

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"It will be soon. When the time comes, I will take you to the battlefield together and fight to the death with the opponent you are looking forward to..."

Wu Nai smiled slightly, decided his next step based on the information he obtained, then collapsed all his emotions, turned around and left on the Eight-legged Pegasus.

Outside the battlefield, Zhang Xianguang had already imprisoned the group of supernatural beings, and the World Tree took the initiative to drop its branches to collect them.

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

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

Sleibnir's eight majestic horse legs were like eight pillars holding up the world. The dark golden horseshoe dug into the ground, and the hard road surface was opened up with burning wounds one after another.

Invisible pressure slowly pushed in like a tsunami.

It's like God sitting on the throne and coming from epic to reality. Mortals can't look directly at it.

After using the evil ghost to this point, is he still a ghost master? Liu Qingqing almost trembled and lowered her head.

If she was still struggling at the beginning, trying to get rid of the "fate" in Wu Nai's words through her own efforts, now she has become a little desperate after seeing this terrifying power.

How can man confront God? The gap between the two is simply unbridgeable.

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

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

Wu Nai's voice fell from Shenjun's Pegasus, and then a burning door opened in front of the three of them. Opposite the door was a certain community in Dachang City.

...

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

It's a bit poetic like "the rain at night in Bashan makes the autumn ponds swell".

"Okay, why did it suddenly start raining..."

Jiang Yan felt that the rain was a little evil, so she frowned, picked up a cup of hot tea, took a sip and said, "I just saw the weather forecast and it said it would be sunny."

"It's normal. The weather forecast is often inaccurate. I'm used to it. When I was in my hometown of Meishan Village, it would often show sunny weather here, and then it would start to rain continuously..."

Zhang Fen said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Xiaoyan, you are not young anymore, and Yang Jian is not studying. Have you two considered having a child sooner? Liqin is the same, I think you should have one sooner."

As an ordinary rural woman, after experiencing her son becoming rich and powerful and her husband coming back from the dead, she now has a complete life, so she focuses all her attention on the continuation of the population and the inheritance of the Yang surname.

After all, his son Yang Jian’s current huge career must be inherited by someone.

"Ah this..."

Zhang Liqin's pretty face turned red: "I don't have any problem. I also want to have a baby soon, but it mainly depends on Yang Jian's opinion."

"There's something wrong..." Yang Xiaotian sat aside and interjected.

"What's wrong? Although letting Liqin and Xiaoyan marry Yang Jian together is an advantage for this damn boy, but what else can I do otherwise? After all, the relationship between the three of them is not my own decision.

Ah, let’s talk about today’s rich people…”

"Mom, my dad didn't say there was something wrong with this matter, he just felt that something was wrong with the world outside the window."

Yang Jian's eyes glowed with a faint scarlet color. He interrupted Zhang Fen's words and looked out the window solemnly.

Because Yang Xiaotian came back from the dead, the truth about the mysterious resurrection can no longer be hidden.

So he took the initiative to disclose this horror and his own power to his mother, who had always been an ordinary person outside the supernatural circle.

"The world outside the window is not right...oh, there are so many more crows."

Zhang Fen saw groups of crows running rampant in Guanjiang Community. Some crows stopped on the fence, on the branches of green plants, on the eaves, on street lamps, and even landed unscrupulously on the umbrellas of passing residents.

The huge size scared many people. Some people tried to drive them away with tools, but they only flew up and fell briefly.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After a while, several people heard the heavy sound of horse hooves coming from the rain curtain at the end of the world.

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

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

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

Every night, after lighting up the lights in every house, the buildings will look like lanterns standing on the ground, illuminating the community with bright lights.

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

But from the perspective of the scarlet [Ghost Eyes] that had been drilled out of Yang Jian's forehead, it looked like a huge city and giant trees were slowly approaching, accompanied by horses neighing.

This is simply two worlds colliding with each other and invading each other. Only those with 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 spiritual power, he still smelled a familiar scent from this 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 arrived.

A terrifying ship that was like a kingdom of ghosts and had brought great fear to Yang Jian was driving slowly towards the vast ocean!

It was a frenzy that was difficult for ordinary people to detect. When this frenzy advanced to a place half a kilometer away from Guanjiang Community, it was hindered by a special pace in a commercial district.

This special pace comes from a Pegasus with eight legs. It is named Sleibnir and claims that there is no place in the sky and on earth that it cannot go.

Therefore, tens of millions of tons of sea water under the control of the big ship broke together into a white foaming torrent before the sound of horse hooves, pouring into Dachang City along the streets and alleys, and the invisible river passed through the high-rise buildings in a mighty way.

People traveling on rainy days only feel that the weather has suddenly become colder, and the chill and humidity are getting stronger.

Little do they know that in a corner that no one can see, a world-destroying battle may break out at any time.

"Grandma's..."

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

No matter which side of the two sides takes action against him, he will be killed in an instant.

"You look ugly..."

Yang Xiaotian looked at his son and whispered: "Is he asking for something..."

"It's not that he's asking for anything, but... something that's strong enough to fight against him, staring at my [Ghost Eyes] together with him."

Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said: "If this battle that can be called a ghost-god level breaks out, Dachang City will be doomed. No one can save the city. Of course, we in the city will also be doomed."

"Then we...aren't we going to escape?" Zhang Liqin said tremblingly.

"You can't escape... who can escape your fate?" Yang Jian looked around and saw densely packed ravens sitting in the open space outside their house. They all had frightening golden eyeballs.

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

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

Dark golden flames surged, Wu Nai held up the fateful blood-stained spear, and rode towards the sea. The heavy rain penetrated a dark black haze like the fetal membrane of the world and floated into the world of [Ghost Ship].

Thousands of ravens circled and danced like death, their feathers withered like a black blizzard.

Fuck... Even this forbidden weapon was used, this was a real fight. Yang Jian took a deep breath and began to activate the ghost domain at all costs, hoping to teleport all the people in Dachang City away.

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

Under the taboo-level power of the two ghosts and gods, the worlds of both sides expanded crazily and clashed with each other. The [Ghost Eye], which was missing an important puzzle piece, was useless even if it desperately revived.

The next moment, there was lightning flashing on the sea. That was the trajectory of [Kungunir] in Wu Nai's hand!

Facing this ferocious god that the world had deliberately cultivated, he used all his strength without thinking.
To be continued...