I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Holy slaves?"

After pondering for a long time, Situ Yongren felt that it was necessary to confirm the position of the other side and his side.

"Um."

Yu Zhiwen nodded slightly, obviously his thoughts were not here, but in the distant Midtown.

Situ Yong gritted his teeth, and then asked tentatively: "He is also of the younger generation. Among the younger generation, it seems that there are very few people who can own holy images and surpass Taixu with such a cultivation level?"

Having said that, Situ Yong raised his chest slightly.

He also has a holy image, which is still a holy image from Master Daoqiong.

As long as he summons the holy image and gives enough time to accumulate, let the holy power rise.

What Xu Xiaoshou can do, so can he!

Never thought about it.

Facing such questions, Yu Zhiwen still stared into the distance without squinting.

"Only this one person."

At that moment, Situ Yongren's blood stagnated and he almost choked.

Xu Xiaoshou was just fighting with the power of the icon.

He also bullies and bullies those who do not have holy blood and holy images.

Even if it is Tai Xu without holy blood, in fact, as long as he keeps the distance and time, he will not resist the holy power head-on.

Wait until the icon time is over.

Xu Xiao couldn't stand the chopping board and let himself be mermaid.

However, the current record of the opponent is indeed very rare among the same generation.

But those semi-sacred descendants who hide in the big clan and have not come out of the world may not be able to do this.

For example, he is Situ Yong!

Yu Zhiwen obviously didn't think so much.

What Situ Yong didn't know was that her exclamation also combined all the previous performances of the young people in the distance.

A long silence again,

Situ Yong didn't continue to provoke, but asked in a voice to suggest: "Junior sister is so curious, why don't I use the secret technique to enter the arena and wait for the opportunity?"

Yu Zhiwen wanted to nod subconsciously.

Such a proposal fit into her arms.

But after thinking about it, when she got closer, if Xu Xiaoshou really showed her flaws, she would have to fight Situ Yong secretly...

No!

The reason is not important.

The important thing is...

Xu Xiaoshou looked at him that way when he thought of the moment when he seized the first stone of the Dao pattern in the White Grotto, and after Lu Ke showed the spirit of a ghost and beast.

Yu Zhiwen felt that he seemed to have no right to approach him.

Under the veil, Yu Zhiwen pursed her red lips slightly, hesitation flashed in her beautiful eyes, and finally said decisively: "No, we can just watch from a distance."

Situ Yong was surprised.

He didn't expect his junior sister to answer like this.

This proposal, originally from Yu Zhiwen's point of view, must be right for her.

Similarly, Situ Yong also felt that he needed to observe Xu Xiaoshou's opponent up close.

Perhaps in the future, they will have a moment of confrontation...

But Yu Zhiwen directly vetoed it!

To be honest, Situ Yongren even felt secretly happy at that time.

But soon he realized something was wrong.

Your inference should be correct.

Then Yu Zhiwen's veto could only be due to other reasons.

Some, which I don't know at all, belong to the stories of the two of them...

Click!

Thinking of this, Situ Yong's fists clenched slightly, but he quickly relaxed.

"Since that's the case, let's watch here. Senior brother, let me make some preparations. I may need the cooperation of my junior sister later." Situ Yong's eyes returned to calm.

"Huh?" Yu Zhiwen looked back quickly at this moment, obviously this had reached a blind spot in her thinking, "Preparation? What preparation?"

Situ Yong smiled: "Naturally, it's a preparation to deal with the Holy Slave. Don't junior sisters think that we are here just to play, and don't need to contribute half of our energy?"

Yu Zhiwen narrowed his eyes.

But after only stopping for half a breath, she spoke calmly.

"Okay, I will cooperate with you later."

...

Midtown.

Within the battle situation.

An incomparably absurd competition... Yes, it was a competition, a "flying high" competition that wasn't even a duel. After a few rounds, Rao Yaoyao's face turned red with anger.

With just these few moves of Gao Fei, she felt that she was about to completely shatter all the legends created by herself after she became a sword fairy.

When people do a very shameful thing, they will unconsciously pay more attention to the eyes of outsiders.

If there is no one else around, the sense of shame will be reduced a little.

But if it really attracted all the attention, the sense of shame would be overwhelming!

Rao Yaoyao is like this.

In her spiritual thoughts at this time, she could see the astonished, shocked, and unbelievable eyes cast by all the alchemists who were very concerned about this "war" in the entire central city.

This kind of unbelievability naturally cannot belong to her. Rao Yaoyao can fly higher than Xu Xiaoshou!

And it could only be because...

One of the majestic Seven Sword Immortals actually played such an immature game with a junior in Zhongcheng District.

"enough!!"

When the sense of shame in his heart was overwhelming, Rao Xuancang Shenjian still enjoyed making meaningless comparisons with Yousijian on the opposite side.

Rao Yaoyao couldn't bear it anymore.

With a loud shout, she blocked the Xuancang Divine Sword with her backhand, and then entered the cold palace of the space ring.

This sword, don't mind!

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou was flying really high.

He is a bit afraid of heights, and generally he would not fly to such a height that he can almost see the entire outline of the entire Eastern Heavenly King City with the naked eye.

But there is Sijian who likes it, and he is willing to accompany him.

After seeing Rao Yaoyao on the other side who was not willing to accompany Xuan Cang Shenjian, Xu Xiaoshou felt that his situation was suddenly opened.

"No way, Sword Immortal Rao~"

"As your favorite sword, it often helps you cut people down on weekdays, but you don't want to accompany him just for this hobby?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head, Xu Xiaoshou held You Sijian to his chest, stroked it lightly, and said softly, "It's not like me..."

"Shut up!"

Rao Yaoyao scolded, her delicate body trembling with anger.

She was fed up with the disgusting tone on the other side.

what sword sword~

What a pain~

Is this the successor chosen by the rebellious eight masters back then?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes tonight, Rao Yaoyao would even think that it would be the best of luck for this kind of person to grow up so big without being maimed, crippled, or even killed halfway through!

"Xu, Xiao, Shou..."

Muttering every word, Rao Yaoyao was indeed very angry at the young man opposite.

But at her level, being angry is one thing, and if she really decides to do something, emotions can't affect her at all.

He lowered his eyebrows.

Immediately after, Rao Yaoyao pulled out an incomparably slender female sword—Xingyue Singer from the sword in her cuff.

This sword is not a famous sword.

It's just that when Rao Yaoyao comprehended the acquired sword intent back then, the elders of the clan were very happy, and then rewarded the third-grade spirit sword.

But along the way, this third-grade spiritual sword has long been nourished by Rao Yaoyao's reputation, and has continued to evolve, eventually becoming a first-grade spiritual sword.

Especially after Rao Yaoyao was conferred the title of Sword Immortal, he received feedback from the Dao of Heaven, nurtured him, and gained the ability to surpass the first rank.

Not a famous sword, but even a famous sword.

Some people assert that if the famous sword twenty-one is re-ranked, Xingyue Singer will definitely be on the list.

Even if all famous swords had to be strictly ranked, Xingyue Singer's ranking would certainly not be low.

To be in the top ten, or even the top five!

when it is.

As soon as the sword was released, Xu Xiaoshou felt that Rao Yaoyao's temperament had completely changed.

She lost the most basic emotions and desires of a human being, and became extremely rational and calm.

It seemed that many things that had just been irritated by him were all left behind.

this moment.

Xingyue Singer pulled it up in the air, and the reddish mist curled up along with the slender sword.

Xu Xiaoshou was in a trance for a moment.

"Under control, passive value, +1."

The information bar jumps.

Xu Xiaoshou was terrified.

Why is this kind of mind control again?

This is completely on top of his shortcomings.

Xu Xiaoshou knew that the existence of this kind of sword fairy on the opposite side might have seen his weakness at once, so he directly used targeted skills.

Just when he tried his best to fight against this force that could affect his own spirit, but he was somewhat powerless.

"Plop--"

With the statue of Nine Dragons Burning Ancestor drawn from behind, a surge of magnificent energy was injected into Xu Xiao's body.

Xu Xiaoshou woke up instantly.

But next, second.

He felt that he was once again in unreality.

Because, even if he is clear-headed at this moment, it seems that he has turned into a third perspective, using a bird's-eye view, unconsciously measuring the entire world of mortals.

All living beings, onlookers, middle-stage actors...

The evolution of the Great Thousand World, the end of the road to refining spirits, the birth, old age, sickness and death of human beings...

The growth, transformation, and even the result of the Tao...

These flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind.

It was only for a moment, but Xu Xiaoshou felt that he had experienced a lifetime.

He saw two different endings.

One is the success of the saint slave, and his own ambitions can be displayed. After breaking free from the cage of the world, everyone has achieved the great way of detachment and achieved true freedom.

The other way is that the saint slave failed decades later and was again suppressed by the Holy God Temple. After the saint slave was suppressed, the dark forces in the mainland finally lost the power to resist, and the world fell into a "peace" again.

Inexplicably, "Why" suddenly came to my mind?

"Under control, passive value, +1."

The statue of Nine Dragons Burning Ancestor was shaken again, Xu Xiaoshou finally woke up after receiving the feedback of the holy power.

But within half a millisecond of waking up, he fell into deep thought again and continued his previous thinking.

"Why?"

"One's life is all about success or failure, but at the end of life, there is death. Why do you have to live so tiringly?"

stay in place.

Xu Xiaoshou's soul, however, seems to have experienced the experience of the world.

He is like an ordinary person in the world, who suddenly became rich overnight on the road of chasing success, and then lost the meaning of life.

It is also like a seeker who obtains eternal life on the long road to eternal life, but after looking at the birth, old age, sickness and death of relatives around him, passed down from generation to generation, the world is dry and rocky, and the vicissitudes have evolved, he has obtained the final eternal loneliness.

Yes.

Lonely.

There is nothing but loneliness and "I", the immortal.

Fear arises spontaneously!

After losing the meaning of chasing life, Xu Xiaoshou's black hair was turning white at a rapid speed.

His face began to age.

His body began to wither away.

The process of the world of mortals is accelerating, and the scale of life is shrinking.

Xu Xiaoshou, from a young man, turned into an old man in an instant.

Everyone watching the battle from behind was completely dumbfounded.

Yu Zhiwen couldn't hide the horror in her eyes, as soon as she moved her footsteps, she started to move forward unconsciously.

"Junior Sister?"

Situ Yongren was smiling all the time in the back, but he couldn't help being surprised when he saw this.

Yu Zhiwen, who heard the sound, was already awake, and she instantly understood the positions of both parties.

It can be a position.

Sometimes, people's state of mind is not controlled by position.

At this moment, Yuzhi's warmth was from the bottom of her heart, and she chose to follow her true heart.

The pattern of heavenly secrets appeared on her hand, and her figure disappeared in a flash, rushing towards the battle situation.

"Junior Sister!"

Situ Yong shouted in shock, and immediately pulled up to follow.

For the two of them, it was still too late after all.

Within the battle situation in the central city.

Almost at the same time that Rao Yaoyao drew his sword, Mei Si's eyes froze.

"Red Dust Sword..."

Among Gu Jianxiu's nine great swordsmanship, if there is any swordsmanship that can make people lose the ability to chase the meaning of life after a battle, it is the love swordsmanship.

Emotional swordsmanship is not a simple relationship between a man and a woman.

It is the various emotions that are disturbing in the world of mortals.

Those who practice this swordsmanship must first go through the world of mortals, and then walk out of the world of mortals.

From the most affectionate to the most sexual, to the supreme forgetfulness of affection, and finally to the realm of "unworldly".

Not me, not you, not him.

Ruthless, non-existent, and classless.

This said: not world.

The Red Dust Sword, the Wangqing Sword, and the Immortal Sword.

This is the path of love swordsmanship, a swordsmanship that can be used to affirm the existence of the entire world, and at the same time, can deny the meaning of the entire world.

The word "love" only lies in "people".

The will of "man" lies in "heart".

It can be said that once Rao Yaoyaoqing swordsmanship comes out, nothing else is needed.

Only one Hongchen Sword.

In this world, those who fail to slash the Tao must not pass the level of "questioning the heart".

Only one form of Wangqing sword.

Those who fail to overcome the catastrophe and achieve Taixu must not pass the threshold of "forgetfulness".

Xu Xiaoshou is mere congenital, how long has he been in the world of mortals?

You will be imprisoned, you will fall into the world of mortals, and you will not be able to escape!

Thinking of this, Meisi sighed.

He's already in.

Even if he met Rao Yaoyao at this time, he had no choice but to make a move.

It's just that Xu Xiaoshou was able to get out of the alien predicament by himself a while ago, which was very good.

He, Meisi, did not make a move, and he could argue with the Holy Spirit Hall afterwards, get some relief, slow down the progress, and add a variable to the subsequent chaos.

At this time, if you want to save people like this, there is really no way out afterwards.

But it doesn't matter.

As far as Yu Meisi is concerned, sooner or later, it is not bad to make a move at this time.

Saving lives is the top priority.

But at this time.

Even before the Meisi people left, a mocking voice of sarcasm overwhelmed the audience.

"One of the majestic Seven Sword Immortals actually used the Red Dust Sword to overwhelm a Xiantian junior? Taixu fought Xiantian, and the defeat is already shameless. Now that the Sword Immortal is still making a move, the Holy God Palace, how can you show some face?"

Everyone was shocked.

Although it was a big battle before, everyone still has to give courtesy when they fight back.

Worst of all, these shameless things will not be exposed in a loud voice.

But the current voice is really disrespectful to the Holy Spirit Hall.

Even making a sound like this is tantamount to slapping the face of the Holy Spirit Hall and spitting on it!

"Want to run?"

At the long street on the ground, Wang Dahammer suddenly punched the air.

However, the sloppy uncle who retreated to the rear directly gave up on his opponent in the phantom swordsmanship predicament at this moment, pulled himself up and roared into the air.

A golden light shines brightly.

A golden Buddha came down.

"Buddha crosses the world of mortals, the bitter sea is divided..."

The dirty uncle's eyes were cold, and he pointed down.

Xu Xiaoshou was at a critical juncture, he couldn't hesitate.

Only one sword pointed down.

The Buddha at the edge of the sky slashed with the strength of his sword, as if he wanted to cut the whole world of mortals into two halves.

"Big Buddha cut!"