Chapter 1432： Predict trajectory (1/2)

Captain Swan stared at Song Jian, and when he saw that he had caught an orange-red streamer, he was surprised: ”Huh, how is it possible?”

Song Jian seemed to stretch out his hand at will, and the streamer automatically penetrated into his palm. It looked like he was throwing a snare. Compared with other people, it was not too easy.

”Why is this and how did he do it?” The flame in Captain Swan's eyes suddenly became blazing, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Song Jian squinted his eyes and stared at the streamer flying in the sky. Captain Swan said that the darker the streamer, the more amethyst essence it contains, and the more combat experience it can provide. Now there are only two. This opportunity to use magical skills cannot be wasted.

Song Jian stared at a dark purple streamer and a dark golden streamer. Of all the streamers, only these two streamers had the darkest color. No, there was also a pure black streamer, but that streamer looked lazy. It seemed to be fixed in the void, and it took a long time to move.

Moreover, this pure black streamer faintly gave Song Jian a very dangerous feeling, which made Song Jian give up capturing this streamer for the first time.

Song Jian stared at the deep purple streamer and began to use his supernatural powers.

will!

Huh~

Song Jian’s thoughts flashed like the speed of light, and the scene in the next three seconds appeared in front of Song Jian almost instantly. The use of supernatural power skills hardly required any consumption, but no one could bear it. The next three seconds The time of the clock is compressed for an instant. Even if an ordinary person acquires such a skill, his head will explode directly at the moment it is used.

Even if Song Jian stepped into the legendary realm, if there was no time rule imprint, and if he dared to use such supernatural powers, his body would directly collapse.

When Song Jian used this skill again, the imprint of the law of time on his chest suddenly turned red, like a soldering iron, instantly emitting a high temperature of thousands of degrees.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Song Jian couldn't help but screamed, with a painful look on his face, but he resisted the pain and directly used the Soul Walk skill, and his figure flew into the air like lightning.

Whoosh~

The previous scene was repeated again, the dark purple streamer, as if deliberately rushing towards Song Jian's palm, was effortlessly caught in his palm.

This time, the struggling strength of the dark purple streamer was much stronger than the previous orange-red, and there was even a bite-like pain in the palm of the palm. The surface of the streamer seemed to be covered with a mouth full of fangs. Constantly gnawing at Song Jian's palm.

Song Jianqiang endured the pain. At this time, he had a splitting headache, and the smell of barbecue came from his chest, and his palm felt even more painful.

Song Jian's forehead was full of sweat, and his body stood still as if cast iron. Although his vitality was not lost, his mental pain was a hundred times as much as he was!

After a long time, Song Jian weakened his knees and knelt directly on the deck, but his right hand still held the dark purple streamer until it didn't move. Then, with a ”bang”, it turned into a sparkling light. Melt into his body.