I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Yo ho ho ho!"

Yan Wushi was excited.

Sure enough, she was as proud as Mei Jiren, and it was impossible to give everything to others.

Yan Wuse was also more happy to see that Mei Jiren buried himself in the inner island because he wanted to restrict his two angels of light.

In this way, what I need to face is only a spare hatred in a bad state.

Even if he has the ancestral shadow stick, but this stick can't give the frontal lethality!

Yan Wuse has sufficient understanding of these ten supernatural weapons.

This rod can strengthen the power of time, and under certain circumstances, it is indeed very powerful.

But the higher the intensity, the greater the restriction, not to mention non-time attributes, such as changing the time of the entire void island, it will inevitably cost a lot of money every time.

Free to hate, how many more shots can it take?

While thinking, Mei Ji raised his sword and rushed to the sky, while Yan Wuse lowered his head and dodged towards Kong Yuhen.

The two are like the waters of the Wei and Wei, passing by each other without interfering with each other.

"Empty hate—"

Yan Wuse roared excitedly, with an excited expression, his face lost its shape and form in the flickering light and shadow.

However, at this time, Kong Yuhen made a vulgar action that was extremely inconsistent with his identity.

He stretched out his hand to squeeze the void in front of him, pulled out a large handful of holy medicine, and stuffed it whole into his mouth.

"this?"

Yan Wushi turned into Aurora and passed through Kong Yuhen's body almost at the same time, but at a certain moment, he felt something was wrong.

Above the nine heavens, the Angel of the Moon and the Angel of the Stars were not hindered at all, and successfully reached the sky, each raising their arms.

But Mei Jiren, who was supposed to restrain the moon and star angels, stopped halfway, turned around, and the kendo profound art formation under his feet disappeared.

"Heart swordsmanship, under the eyes of gods and Buddhas."

With a murmur, the Taicheng sword shook, and a ferocious sword elephant jumped out from behind Mei Jiren. The sword image at this time is extremely illusory,

It does not present a substantial form, because this sword focuses on the swordsmanship of the heart, and no longer focuses on the spiritual sense.

As soon as the sword elephant appeared, Yan Wuse was forced out of his light form, his expression flickered, and a ferocious devil flashed into his mind.

The sword elephant broke into his spiritual world!

It's not strong.

Wuyou Jianliu, who is also in the first realm, can break through Yan Wuse, so can the gods and Buddhas.

It's just because the essence of the sword elephant is to penetrate the power of spiritual thoughts, so it takes more effort. But that's all, after all, Mei Jiren can't do it with all his strength!

Yan Wuse is also the master of everything in the state of consciousness and spirit.

He even turned into a god of light, looking down at the vicious sword elephant that jumped into his spiritual world.

I have to say, this is a very stupid move!

Other semi-saints may have strong spiritual skills, but they will have corresponding shortcomings in spirit and soul.

Three Emperors will not.

Three emperors, there is no short board!

"God Lord..."

On the sea of ​​consciousness, Yan Wuse incarnated as the god of light in his own world, stretching his arms high.

But the sound fell, the spiritual world was in turmoil, and the nine-day thunderstorm, volcanic eruption, mountain torrent and tsunami and other phenomena occurred everywhere.

The full moon is in the sky, and the evil is self-contained.

A ninety-nine-story solitary building was uprooted from the ground, and on the top of the ancient building stood a lonely black figure.

In the real world, the second real body stepped out of the kendo disk in the distance, opened the unity of heaven and man, and flashed to the face of "Ku Yuhen" in one step.

In front of the deity's face, at this moment, it was Yan Wushi who was forced out of the main body by Mei Jiren's sword elephant.

For a brief moment.

But here's the chance!

"Heart swordsmanship, all eyes are demons."

After taking over the master's sword, the second avatar who was not afraid of death finished speaking, and Yan Wuse's spiritual world received a cold look from the shadow of the lonely building, and demonic energy gushed out of his eyes.

Moment.

Still only for a moment.

In less than half a breath, Yan Wuse adjusted his posture

state.

Three emperors, it is impossible to go crazy!

It is also impossible for the Three Emperors to obey the will of others, or be suppressed by the level of self-will and inner demons!

The current gods and Buddhas are just a joke to those who are determined in the Dao.

Opening his eyes, Mei Ji was at the end of his life, and Xu Xiaoshou was at the end of his rope.

Yan Wuse sneered.

He laughed at Mei Ji who didn't understand the difference between a semi-saint and a semi-saint, at Xu Xiaoshou who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and dared to attack him, and even at Kong Yu hated that his condition was so weak that he needed help from others, so he dared to attack himself.

If you look at it this way, perhaps the body of Kong Yuhen even present is just the incarnation of the semi-holy

wrong!

A semi-holy incarnation, isn't it that weak?

Even Xu Xiaoshou came to help, so why did Kong Yu hate this, so incompetent? Him, is it fake?

A certain possibility flashed in Yan Wuse's mind - only when someone was present, similar guesses could appear in Fang's mind in the Holy Spirit Hall.

"Meow~"

A meow scratched Yan Wushi's thinking and scratched his face. After opening his eyes, he didn't see Kong Yuhen's young face, but a... cat's head with a scent of medicine?

After Yan Wuse fixed his gaze, his pupils lost focus.

what did he see

Three annoying pupils!

From a cat's...Teijia Hitomi? !

The three gray flowers flipped quickly and flowed into the pupils, Yan Wushi lost consciousness for a short while, and opened his lips and teeth:

"Meow~"

This sound contained holy power, and almost spread throughout the small half of the void island.

Yan Wushi's old face turned red on the spot after shouting.

Moment!

Still only for a moment!

Even if controlled by the three annoying pupils and the Zhuanyi hole, Yan Wuse's powerful soul power still broke free in an instant.

Instead, the little white cat, who was covered in the smell of medicine, was so shocked that he vomited blood and flew backwards, almost unconscious.

"Empty hate, there is no such thing as stubborn resistance"

Before Yan Wuse could finish his words, his thoughts almost froze, and at the same time, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest.

He saw the face of a young man with a distorted complexion, it was clearly not from Kong Yu's hatred, but from Xu Xiaoshou?

Sure enough, it was Xu Xiaoshou!

So just now, myself and No. 2 were overwhelmed by this fake kid?

When did you change it?

How could he have a half-holy avatar?

Or is this the external incarnation inherited from the storyteller, but the external incarnation is clearly not this type of existence!

There was no time to think at all, Yan Wuse's consciousness froze.

He saw Xu Xiaoshou's right arm, which had been turned back into Xu Xiaoshou's body, was like a scorched black dead wood, and the sleeve robe turned into dead leaves in the air current, flying in pieces.

He saw the majestic energy condensed on the sleeveless Chijiao fist, which compressed a large mass, like the opening of chaos, which can open up the power of heaven and earth.

Powerful, Supreme, Unsolvable!

Yan Wuse's scalp suddenly opened, and business hit him.

This is a punch that is enough to threaten the life of the semi-saint, and it is a punch that is enough to blow him to death!

Such a punch is free to hate... No, it is Xu Xiaoshou, who can swing it?

impossible!

Don't say Xu Xiaoshou.

When the real hatred comes, it is impossible to condense this kind of power with the ability to open up chaos under such a short-term control-simple, extreme, exhausting physical strength, and absolute output power!

"Die!"

A distorted roar exploded in my ears.

Yan Wuse wanted to dodge, he was at the speed of light, as long as his conscious reaction was fast enough, he could dodge any attack.

Even if, he encountered three successive waves of control.

But when he moved his body, the stabbing pain in his chest intensified, and the time on the void island was frozen.

The picture sent by the holy thought is that Xu Xiaoshou is holding nothingness with his left hand, but then stabbing into his own body with something.

like my own heart.

Yes, Shizu Shadow Staff?

At this moment, the time of the entire void island was stopped by Xu Xiaoshou's punch. Yan Wuse was finally moved, and disbelief flashed across his face.

Lights and shadows flickered in his mind, jumping out of the information that Gou Wuyue had reported: There was a Saint Slave who possessed a special spiritual skill that could blow his head off.

It's a bit like a magic skill, but it's not like it.

The power is great, but the source of the power is unknown.

Yan Wuse stopped thinking.

At the last moment, the name of the guy who threw that punch presented by Gou Wuyue resounded in his mind, and he also heard the loud laughter of the whole room at that time.

And, at this moment, the roar from that name actually came from my ears:

"Yan Headless, give me a punch!!!"

The chaotic streamer pierced the void island.

On the Hall of Sin, Qi swayed horizontally in a circle, distorting the space, and smashing the color of light into nothingness.

The mighty power that suddenly appeared above the nine heavens was even brighter and more dazzling than that light at this moment.

Even the so-called brightest "white" in the world has been suppressed.

"What's this?"

The palpitating fluctuations were generated in the Hall of Sin, the Forest of Miracles, and the Blood World at the same time.

The spirit refiners scattered all over the void island all looked up.

Zhan Dao and Tai Xu are already at the pinnacle of each realm even if they are on the Holy God Continent.

At this moment, everyone felt that they were insignificant.

At this point in the war, sharp-eyed people have already used various means to recognize who is on all sides fighting in the sky above the void island.

Immortal Mei of the Seven Swords, No. 2 Divine Envoy of Heaven, King of Hades, Huangquan, Five Decays of Heaven and Man, etc.

The most noticeable thing among them is that after Wanjing puts on clothes, the three emperors, Yan Wusei, look like gods descending from the earth.

Everyone was staring at Yan Wuse from a distance, just wanting to see when this light of refinement would clean up those "dark garbage".

Or capsized in the gutter—but not many people have thought about this possibility.

Even if Immortal Mei of the Seven Swords has been conferred the title of Sword Saint, his reputation in this era is still no higher than that of the Three Emperors who are full of gold.

Unexpectedly, in such a battle situation, a slightly unfamiliar young man suddenly ran out and broke into everyone's sight forcefully.

Juggernaut Mei is already a man, and they are all supporting him?

His main output, one punch, hit the third emperor Yan Wushi?

"boom!"

After the brilliance passed, there was a brief blank in the minds of the spiritual masters on the void island, and they perfectly responded to the vacuum period created by that moment and punch.

And when Yan Wuse's old face was severely deformed under a punch, all the bones in his body cracked and shattered, and his figure turned into a stream of light that smashed through the space, fell straight from the sky, and blasted through the back of the first hall of sin

Everyone, wake up like a dream!

"Three emperors are colorless, they were beaten to the ground by a brat?"

"How can this be?!"

Outside the Hall of Sin, Leng Qi, the patriarch of the Daxian Tianzong who had been supporting each other for a long time after leaving the center of the battlefield, returned to the Yinge Pavilion to major in Mingyue. They looked at each other and looked at each other.

"He, does he look familiar?"

"No, absolutely not! It's impossible, absolutely impossible! Maybe, they just look a little alike."

"Look, isn't the holy slave Xu Xiaoshou also present, so it should be another person who punched?"

"Then did you see his face? He is no longer pretending..."

On the sidelines of the Holy Execution Field, the two brothers of the Gu family, holding their swords in their arms and carrying their swords, looked into the distance with dull eyes.

"Eldest brother, Mr. Si-san!"

"It doesn't matter, what matters is the person next to him."

"Where's Chen, Brother Xu?"

"Yes, Xu Xiaoshou!"

"Isn't that right? The last time we saw Xu Xiaoshou was when he beat his younger brother in the City Lord's Mansion, or in the White Grotto, or on the Lijian Grassland? He

, only congenital? Grandmaster? "

"...I, too, kind of forgot."

In the Juejin Fire Realm, after all, the master and apprentice of Jinzhao, who could no longer soak in the magma, sat paralyzed on the boulder to watch the battle.

No matter how enjoyable the battle on Void Island was, it had nothing to do with the Holy Palace.

But suddenly, the face of the young man who raised his fist and tried to beat Yan Wushi violently changed, becoming a very familiar look to the two of them.

That kid, Xu Xiaoshou?

On the other side was Yan Wusai, who couldn't even be beaten away with a single punch from his master, did Xu Xiaoshou fly away, did he disappear?

"Master!"

Bai Yu stood up in shock, his eyes shocked and terrified.

This punch represented too many layers of meaning, perhaps even more powerful than the explosion of the Void Island.

With just one punch, Sheng Gong Jinzhao could no longer keep Xu Xiaoshou.

Xu Xiaoshou will also be completely included in the affiliation of the dark forces of the Holy Slave—even if he has already been a member of the Holy Slave.

However, he had never really entered the sight of a big man before, and there was a holy slave standing on top of him without a sleeve. Before Xu Xiaoshou, there was room for turning around.

Now, there is a big shot, even his eyeballs are blown out!

room?

The land is gone!

"past."

"Master, we are only here to inspect the future disciples of the Holy Palace in the Yunlun Mountains. You must not forget this."

"Don't worry, remember for the teacher."

"Then wait for me, Master, you fly too fast!"

"Attention, passive value, +682."

"Awed, passive value, +793."

"Surprised, passive value, +1162."

The information bar couldn't hold the bullet frame, and with a passive punch, Xu Xiaoshou completely entered the high-level circle of the Holy Spirit Continent.

Taixu is afraid, and half-sage is frightened.

At this moment, Mei Ji held the sword, and could hardly close her mouth from ear to ear. While resisting the aftermath of the punch, she stared blankly at Xu Xiaoshou, who only had half an arm left.

He even blinked desperately, only to find that all this was not fake.

My own student, really beat Yan Wuse away?

Or

"Are you really empty-headed?"

"Suspected, passive value, +1."

On the other side, Huang Quan and the Five Decays of Heaven and Man also stopped moving.

Because No. 2 also stopped chasing and killing at this time, he turned his head in shock, and looked at the battlefield elsewhere.

"Empty hate?"

"Xu Xiaoshou?"

"Old Yan, were you beaten up?"

Visible to the naked eye, wisps of smoke floated from the holy ring above No. 2's head. No one is more in disbelief than No. 2, because only ten breaths have passed since Yan Wuse asked him to hunt down Hades.

The moment we parted ways, did we explode?

"Questioned, passive value, +1."

However, even though everyone on the island was astonished at the fact that Yan Wushi had been crippled by his punch, Xu Xiaoshou himself was blown up to the point where only his right arm holding Shi Zu's Ying Staff remained.

Perhaps, this right arm survived by relying on the power of Shi Zu's shadow staff.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know it anymore, and after he swung that punch, his mind went blank for a moment.

But when he came back to his senses, he was not satisfied.

Very dissatisfied!

That is a passive fist with a power storage value as high as 56.33%. How could it just knock people into the air?

Not to mention that he is colorless, even if he specializes in the physical body, the god who claims to have mastered the profound meaning of the lifting technique has also come.

Heads, all have to bloom, right?

"You condense your head out and have a look again."

The second real body disappearing technique came out after being silent for a while, stretched out his hand and squeezed out the technique of the holy five-fingerprint species.

Behind Xu Xiaoshou's deity flashed a big feast, and with a sound of "Dole", he swallowed it before the energy of the holy five-fingerprint seed technique detonated.

"Transformation" is running wildly.

With only one arm left, his physical body quickly recovered.

It wasn't until his head came back that Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have figured out how to use his "perception".

He looked away.

A cloud of soaring smoke that plowed across the heavens tore from the northeast corner of the main hall of the Hall of Sin to the extreme southwest.

The space and the principles of the Tao have all been broken!

This is Yan Wuse's direction after being beaten to the ground!

The Hall of Sins was too huge, and when Xu Xiaoshou had fully recovered, Yan Wuse plowed through about 70% of the area of ​​the Hall of Sins.

This speed, however, has to be said to be extremely fast!

The walls of the labyrinth couldn't stop Yan Wushi who had turned into a lump of mud, and the side halls in the Hall of Sin couldn't be stopped even with the blessing of enchantments.

Even the dark Void Attendant was smashed through the chest by Yan Wushi, who was so distorted that he was not human, breaking through the defense.

Until Yan Wutou turned into rotten meat, he completely plowed away from the scope of the Hall of Sin, broke the barrier, and smashed into the main street of the giant country, and then passed through the ancient buildings from the street, and blasted towards In the virgin forest in the outskirts, a certain town monument was blown away.

"Rumble..."

Only then did the entire Temple of Sin begin to crumble and crumble.

Even if it is thousands of miles away, everyone on the void island can see a huge mushroom cloud slowly growing above the main hall.

This hall started to explode from the Zhenhuang Hall...

Afterwards, because of various holy calamities and emperor calamities, even the dome was blasted through...

Now, after being plowed by Yan Wuse and dissipating the power of the passive fist that can open up chaos, he finally couldn't bear it anymore...

Complete collapse!

The majestic ancient hall is one of the nine great jedi. At this time, even the guarding formation was knocked out after it came out, and it couldn't withstand Yan Wushi's penetration and was completely shattered!

Xu Xiaoshou squinted his eyes, not giving up.

When he dodged away, "Perception" saw Yan Wuse who was almost blown away from the Zhenhuang Palace to another Jedi, after hitting the Zhenxu Monument at the end of the road, his whole body was smashed into ashes, and even the color of the light was gone. when it is erased.

Xu Xiaoshou was satisfied.

Thanks to the teacher Mei Jiren, this time he had to play hard to get, first to control and find out Yan Wushi's body, so that the passive fist had the hope of hitting Yan Wushi.

Thanks to Master Sang Lao, Xu Xiaoshou knew how to beat Yu Lingdi in the Eighth Palace because of his teaching.

At that time, Sang Lao said:

"Elemental body, there are three ways to die."

"The last method of death is absolute power."

Xu Xiaoshou waved his right arm, feeling the tingling sensation brought by the new flesh and blood. After this punch, he finally affirmed his fighting power.

Hit.

Half saints have to kneel down and call grandpa.

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