I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"I have a passive skill ()"!

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The whole body of skin felt like being pricked by needles, and there was a tingling sensation everywhere.

Xu Xiaoshou bowed his head.

Under the tattered clothes, every pore on his body was swollen, bleeding from it.

"this?"

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

He doesn't even know who his enemy is.

But just being locked, not only blood was sprayed from the mouth, but even the skin started to crack?

Who is this person who locked himself?

"Um?"

Gou Wuyue and Sang Lao, who were ready to go, noticed something strange almost at the same time.

For example, after Gou Wuyueqing and Mo Jianjie ascended to the top, in the battle in Bagongli, everyone realized that the two would choose to fight singles.

Then in this situation where no one can participate in the battle, the only one who can break the space lock and directly aim at Xu Xiaoshou alone...

"Yu Lingdi?"

Old Sang's heart suddenly missed a beat.

He thought of the blurry face that Cai Yu Lingdi had transformed into just before he died.

At that critical moment, what he planned was to yell out that meaningless scream?

"No, it's not Yu Lingdi!"

Sang Lao's thoughts froze, and he suddenly understood: "Accompanied by Yu Lingdi's roar, the neglected black point!"

At his level, it only takes a turn of the mind, and the previous memories will emerge like a reappearance of the scene, without any omission.

Indeed.

When Yu Lingdi roared before dying, he not only yelled meaninglessly, but also spewed black dots that had no attack power from his mouth.

That black dot couldn't even be aimed.

Sang Lao didn't have to dodge, the other party missed.

But thinking about it now, Yu Lingdi's goal, from the beginning to the end, may not be himself who can avoid his last attack, but...

Xu Xiaoshou!

"run!"

Wanting to understand everything, Sang Lao immediately roared, gave up on Gou Wuyue, and flew towards Xu Xiaoshou's direction.

But at that time, Xu Xiaoshou, who he deliberately blasted away with the aftermath of the battle, at this moment, the distance seemed to be close to each other.

Xu Xiao received it from Yu Lingdi.

Old Sang, for Gou Wuyue!

How could Gou Wuyue let go of this opportunity?

Of course he wanted to fight Sang Qiye openly, but at the moment of the mission, if he didn't need to spend a lot of money, he could win the two in front of him.

Then, more of his power must be allocated to the eight gods who still have a slim chance of meeting in the future.

"Feng Shui turns around."

"Sang Qiye, there is no need to struggle."

Holding the sword, Gou Wuyue didn't even have to move, and said softly, "Luofu Jiantian!"

Hum——

The thousands of swords floating in the void received orders in an instant, like a copper wall and an iron wall, they were built on Sang Lao's advancing route.

Obviously only a moment away.

But when the towering sword wall was built, the distance between Sang Lao and Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be embedded in a vast space world.

A cyan world built by Mo Jian, inside the sword energy is noisy, and the sword intent is raging.

Although Sang Lao tried his best to rush forward, the "Luofu Sword Sky" seemed to be vast and boundless, and the Mo swords in it were also endless.

Every time he tore one handle with the "sleeveless red burnt hand", he could have three Mo Jianning shaped handles.

In the blink of an eye, under the barrier of "Luofu Jiantian", it is out of reach.

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

Sang Lao roared in his heart, his eyes were about to burst.

But it seemed that at this moment, even he became powerless.

...

"What am I doing?"

Xu Xiaoshou murmured in confusion.

Obviously, Sang Lao had already broken through to his face and stretched out his hand, as if he had already touched himself, but he couldn't even turn his head.

Out of the corner of his eye, in the picture, there is Gou Wuyue looking at him with a slanted sword, and the worried old man Sang.

These two unparalleled bigwigs are paying attention to him.

Strictly speaking, it is impossible for Xu Xiaoshou not to turn his head.

Ketou, just stared at a certain unknown space in disobedience.

It seems that there, someone must make him open his eyes and watch his own demise and exhaustion with his own eyes!

"What's this?"

In the misty space in front of him, a little black suddenly appeared.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that even his soul was drawn by this black spot, and he melted into it instantly.

He felt like he was traveling through time and space.

The scene of Dashan receded rapidly, and the picture of Eight Palaces disappeared in a blur.

Followed by rivers, lakes, seas, continents...

"this?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know why.

The soul travels through time and space at high speed, but there is no pain at all.

He felt as if he had crossed the entire Eastern Region Sword God Tian, ​​and after crossing an endless ocean, the picture stabilized.

"sieve……"

The wind blows.

Everything is slow.

The refreshing fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, and Xu Xiaoshou wakes up mentally.

"This is where?"

He looked around and realized that he had come to a fairy mountain.

This mountain stands in the clouds, surrounded by fairy mist, surrounded by divine light, magnificent and inexplicable.

Osmanthus fragrans are wafting all over the mountain, and the pale gold, orange, and white osmanthus flowers fall from the hanging trees high into the sky and sprinkle lightly, like butterflies fluttering in succession.

At the end of the road, under a golden ladder, there is a solemn temple.

The holy hall, with green tiles and flying scorpions, carved beams and painted buildings, is surrounded by nine side halls, living high and standing on the top of the main peak of the holy mountain.

There is a plaque on it with the words "Sacred God Palace"!

When Xu Xiaoshoufu looked at him, his heart twitched, as if struck by lightning, he was instantly retreated by the inexplicable force.

"Holy God Hall?"

"Then this place is the holy land of the entire Holy God Continent—the Guizhe Holy Mountain?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

Isn't he in the Eighth Palace of the Eastern Region?

How could it be possible that he came to Guizhe Sacred Mountain in Central Territory out of nowhere?

It's impossible to do this daydream!

"Wheels--"

On the quiet Guizhe Sacred Mountain, from the main hall of the Holy God Hall, there was a sudden sound of wooden ruts crushing the bluestone floor.

The light and shadow at the entrance of the main hall changed.

Then, a barefoot boy in white was pushing an osmanthus wood wheelchair, and stopped a foot away from the bluestone steps.

The wheelchairs are old and have a strong old time charm.

There are also sword marks and knife pits on it, as if swearing its past achievements.

Xu Xiaoshou's attention was attracted at a glance.

Look up.

There is a man sitting on the chair.

With black hair and shawls, sword eyebrows and star eyes, he is imposing.

When the normal state is warm, there is peace without saying a word, and at a glance, you can only feel the spring breeze blowing on your face;

When staring and frowning, the black pupil seems to hide a curved bow, and the pupil is slightly drawn, revealing the cold front of the moonlit night.

His legs were disabled, a black cloth was placed on his knees, and his palms rested on the armrests.

But with a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other!

The bow is black, seeping the demonic energy of nightmares, and it is as tall as a person. It is difficult to lay it horizontally, so it can only stand sideways on a wheelchair.

The arrow is blood red, entangled with evil ghosts and wraiths, and it is more than ten feet long. It was carried on the side of the chair, facing the visitor from back to front.

When Xu Xiaoshou looked at this outfit, there was already a person in his mind without others talking.

The moon is drunk and has no hatred left, half loves the common people and half the cold.

"Love the common people!"

There are three emperors in the hall of the Holy Spirit, and one of the three emperors is called Ai Cang Sheng.

Ai Cangsheng was born with disabled legs, but he holds one of the nine supreme artifacts born from the beginning of chaos-the evil bow.

It also has the "Eye of the Great Dao" from the beginning of the world, from the supreme to the mysterious, and can observe the fate of the people.

With this bow, with this eye.

He can even sit on the holy mountain of Guizhe and pour wine leisurely, and shoot the enemy at anyone outside the five domains!

"Ten seats, one of the three emperors of the Holy God Hall, love the common people..."

Xu Xiaoshou's heart went cold.

At this moment, he knew how he got here.

If such a person wants to see him, he is probably just a downcast eye of the eye of the great way.

He wanted to face each other, and that was just a thought!

But this kind of means of traveling through time and space, in the battle between Sang Lao and Gou Wuyue, the ability to pull himself out alone...

"Half saint?"

Xu Xiaoshou inexplicably felt that he could not detect the existence of the heartbeat.

How did this half-holy stare at him?

"Who are you?"

Ai Cangsheng's appearance really surprised Xu Xiaoshou, but the first sentence he frowned quickly destroyed this artistic conception.

Obviously.

In his eyes, how could this mere innate talent be the target of Yu Lingdi's evil crime order?

He took a big mission to the Eastern Territory to capture the holy slave, was he joking about what he did?

innate?

Want to use the evil bow?

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his mouth was dry, but he responded solemnly.

"Tan Ji."

He paused for a moment with lowered eyes, pondered for a moment, and then asked Silian again:

"and who are you?"

"Didn't I sleep in Xinghualou?"

"Where is my sister Xing'er?"

"You kidnapped me?"

The scene froze for a moment.

It has to be said that the amount of information given in these few words that cover the head and face is really too great.

It wasn't just Ai Cangsheng who was stunned.

Even the white-clothed boy behind him, who has always been aloof from the world and not moved by the world, has a look of contempt on his face at this moment.

Xinghualou?

Sister Myolie?

Sleep, sleep?

"Alas!"

The boy trembled and shuddered. He didn't understand how such a person would be targeted by Master Cangsheng.

"Oh, Tan Ji?"

Ai Cangsheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

If it weren't for his eyes of the great way to spy on the young man in front of him, he would be in the middle of the battle in the eight palaces of the Eastern Region. At this moment, he would be led astray for a while.

"you're good."

"Facing the semi-saint, his thinking is still so flexible, even after a few words... not even half a sentence!"

"May I have your name?"

Xu Xiaoshou blinked his eyes wide: "Tan Ji...my surname is Xiaoshi, you can also call me Xiaoshi Tan Ji..."

Whoa!

In a blink of an eye, the Guizhe Holy Mountain disappeared, and the Holy God Hall disappeared.

The boy in white, who loved the common people, also disappeared without a trace.

The last scene Xu Xiaoshou saw was the man in the wheelchair bending his bow and nodding his arrow.

The sinful bow infiltrated with demon energy, and the blood-red arrows entwined with evil spirits were pulled into a full moon.

Xu Xiaoshou was like being in a fairyland of Guanghan.

But there was no sense of immortality, and the eyes of the great way that penetrated to the depths of his soul made him feel cold all over his body.

"Damn it, don't shoot me!"

"Sorry, I lied to you, my name is not Tan Ji, but my name is actually Zhou Tiancan, Zhou Tiancan!"

"Don't aim at me, shit—"

Xu Xiao panicked.

He felt his soul retreat at the speed of light.

The other party didn't even have a second word, so they ended this meaningless conversation.

The lake and sea reappeared, and the light and shadow flew by.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes flickered, and the screen changed again.

He returned to the Eighth Palace.

In the corner of the eye.

The arc of Gou Wuyue's lips had just been drawn less than halfway, and Sang Lao's scorched black hands tore apart Luo Fu Jiantian, but he still couldn't touch himself.

Xu Xiaoshou stood still in place!

He was alone, unable to move for a moment.

But the black spot in the void kept enlarging.

This time, he saw clearly.

It turned out that this was an arrow in the bow of evil!

That arrow had already been shot from the Guizhe Holy Mountain in the Central Region, but the scene of talking with Ai Cangsheng just now started to advance after the arrow.

"Time and space disorder?"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have any extra thoughts to speculate on all this.

The crisis of death enveloped the whole body.

The countdown to death in the information bar is normal, and a message pops up every second:

"Being chased, passive value, +1."

"Being chased, passive value, +1."

"..."

Xu Xiaoshou's face was as white as paper, but he gritted his teeth tightly. After exhausting his life's strength, he still wanted to take a chance.

die?

Memories flooded.

He thought of the Lingzang Pavilion of Tiansang Linggong. When Sang Lao first introduced the story of the Eighth Sword Immortal who overwhelmed a generation, he said:

"My ambition is not in Tiansang, but in the Five Regions!"

He also thought of Luo Leilei's persuasive words in Tianxuanmen, trying to change his will, and when he became a saint slave, he said loudly and harshly:

"My world, I will see it by myself, even if my body is covered in bruises!"

How many times was awakened from a dream, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to give up struggling, and just find any force to join.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about every day, get mixed up with all parties, and be a man in a dilemma.

Once upon a time, he also thought about the path he was going to take, and the final result he faced might really be self-destruction.

But the arrow from the semi-holy love of the common people was like a surprise, just like that.

He didn't even think about it, never thought that the so-called "bruises all over his body" would come so quickly!

And this moment...

Deep down in Xu Xiaoshou's heart, he didn't have any regrets.

Words spoken are like water poured out.

Inner determination, even an arrow can't destroy it!

"Want to kill me?"

His face became ferocious, and he stabbed his tongue fiercely, but the pain couldn't relieve his immobile body.

At this moment, the completely crazy desire to survive deep in the soul began to wreak havoc for the first time.

There are four swords out of hand.

The sacrificial falling sculpture was even less held in the palm of his hand.

But a golden light burst out.

"boom!"

Rampage Giant, come!

Gou Wuyue's pupils trembled, what is this?

Under the lock of Ai Cangsheng, is there still a magic skill that can be unlocked?

Elder Sang's protruding figure froze for a moment.

giant?

The word "ghost beast" flashed through his mind, but was discarded in an instant.

There is no ghost or beast breath at all.

The golden light giant that Xu Xiaoshou incarnated, apart from being violent, is only violent!

"Roar--"

With an earth-shattering roar, the red-eyed berserk giant kicked his feet, his fists exploded, and his shoulders collapsed forward.

"Boom!"

The space is completely broken.

However, the semi-holy imprisonment thousands of miles away can be broken in a short time, and the elegant demeanor of that arrow penetrates two domains, and when it is under the head cover, how can it be unlocked?

Xu Xiaoshou entered the Yuan Mansion, not daring to hide half of his hole cards.

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