I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

From the space ring to the holy blood entering the abdomen.

Obviously it is just the sparsest and most common means, the shortest distance.

But this distance, under the effect of pupil power, became unreachable.

I am afraid that no one would have thought that the space ring, which is the most convenient way to store items, would become a forbidden treasure house like a decoration under this pupil technique.

Xu Xiaoshou could have predicted that the other treasures on Jiang Xian's body should also be completely forbidden in this form.

Tonight.

It seems that this guy can only be alone, relying on the immortal identity of a semi-saint heir, and using the slightest cultivation base to force the two big cuts!

"Ahem..."

At the cost of directly extinguishing the semi-sacred blood full of sacred power with pupil power, obviously, even Zhandao can't hold it.

The man in the green robe mask erased the blood that burst out of his eyes and mouth, and sighed in a low voice: "The third drop of holy blood, this guy is really rich..."

"It's okay?" The man in the red dress mask asked with concern.

"It's okay, but this guy can't leave the icon, so he has to guard against his backhand..." There was a haze on the face of the man in the green robe mask. For a moment."

"There is no time. The battle must be resolved as soon as possible. Someone has already arrived!" At this time, the man in the red dress mask began to shake his head.

Neither of them said much.

But obviously, there are the same concerns.

Xu Xiaoshou could not intercept this passage of sound transmission.

All he can do is to disappear in front of Zhandao, instead of really possessing the power of the enemy Zhandao.

Hidden in the tree trunk, it disappeared at this time, and it was really frightening.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even dare to pay too much attention to the two slashing paths, because he was afraid that it would cause the other party's whim.

But looking at the audience, he was counting the situation all the time.

"Flower Fairy Eyes..."

According to Jiang Xian, what this hypothesis has should be the magical flower fairy eyes, which is the root of the magical array here.

This pair of eyes is already very difficult.

However, the two lines of fake tears also have a pair of terrifying eyes!

So, what is it?

"Cross different pupils?!"

At this moment, Jiang Xian seemed to have gone through many verifications, and finally saw through the eyes hidden in the double lines of fake tears.

After reacting at this moment, he was already a little frightened.

"The different pupil of the cross has the power of'Cross Annihilation'."

"This kind of power, even the sacred power, can be extinguished on the spot, and it needs to be paid, but it is only the price of longevity..."

"How come you?"

Jiang Xian panicked.

He didn't know all of the pupils of tears recorded in "World Eye Art", after all, they had been lost.

But the "cross-different pupil", he has heard about it one or two times!

This is the heyday of the Taixuelei family, and there is no one pair. How could there be this person in front of him?

"Flower fairy eyes, cross different pupils..."

Jiang Xian was taken aback and reacted: "Plus my three disgusting pupils, you are collecting the pupils of the tears. What you are focusing on is the power of the Taixu tears!"

"It's really smart~" The man in the red dress mask chuckled lightly, his slender hands turned and flowed, and he seemed to be gaining momentum, so he didn't intend to say more.

Jiang Xian's heart became even more flustered: "Impossible! Are you crazy? Why did the house of tears collapse? I don't believe you don't know, how dare you collect..."

"Aren't you looking for it too?" The hypothetical storyteller interrupted.

"I'm different!" Jiang Xian stepped back and forth, "I'm Jiang's only because..."

In the hustle and bustle, he finally found a trace of his initial calmness and hurriedly stopped.

However, this time, it was because of calmness that the scene seemed even more frightening.

There are two big slashes at random, and each possesses the pupil powers such as "Hua Xian Eye" and "Cross Different Eyes" that only exist in legends.

The origins of the two masked men in front of you are definitely not simple!

Will these people be afraid of being a semi-sage heir...

Can!

It can be seen that they are also afraid!

But the legend of the immortality of the semi-holy heirs, in front of these two people, has become less absolute!

Jiang Xian looked around.

However, at this time, he really waited until he wanted to find someone to support him.

But I found that not only was there no one around, but even the support Jiang Qi and Jiang Si should have called for could not wait.

The two have disappeared since the opening...

"Who are you anyway?" Jiang Xian murmured, his expression already pale as paper.

"Holy slave~" The power in the hand of the hypothetical storyteller seemed to take shape.

Jiang Xian bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself not to tremble: "Half-sage Jiang, you really dare to move? Are you really afraid of the revenge of my half-sage?"

"Your clan is half saint? He shouldn't know yet~"

"Do you think it's possible? My clan is a half-sage, like the eye of a great road, you can see the five realms!"

"He won't be bored enough to stare at you all the time..."

Assuming that the storyteller is still talking, Jiang Xian suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Jiang...puff!"

With only the word "ginger" out, his mouth was full of blood spurting out, and what disappeared there was his tongue.

at the same time.

The accessories on Jiang Xian's body, such as necklaces, rings, belts, and jade pendants, all exploded!

Bang bang.

If a thunder blasted from Jiang Xian's body surface, it would be blasted all over.

Some of the Lingyuan mist waves that rose up due to the explosion of the defensive weapon were full of Taoist rhyme, and some even had traces of holy power.

Without exception, everything was crushed!

"Quiet..."

Xu Xiaoshou in the disappeared state could clearly feel the confrontation at that moment.

The second half of Jiang Xian's sentence was actually extinguished on the spot by the man in the Qingpao mask because he wanted to say it out loud.

But obviously, it is useless to silence the sound directly.

Therefore, the choice of the masked man in Qingpao was to completely erase the existence of his tongue at the moment Jiang Xian spoke!

And what followed was a series of protection mechanisms for defensive spirit weapons.

But…

Under the cross and different pupils, these defensive spirit weapons, some of which contain sacred power, can't hold them all.

"What does he want to say? Jiang?"

Xu Xiao was shocked.

What he was shocked was the extraordinary reactivity of the double lines of fake tears.

This Slash Dao is not only strong in cultivation, but also amazing in pupil power.

It seems that all Jiang Xian's backhands have been expected to terminate his behavior as soon as the opponent has a tendency to shoot.

It's terrible!

While the masked man in the green robe wiped away the blood and tears in his eyes again, the masked man in the red dress could no longer hold back.

The slashing power in his hand has converged into two white **** of light, completely submerging his hands, like catching two rounds of hot white sun.

"Calling the semi-holy name directly, but disrespect for the saint~"

After a sneer, the masked man in the red skirt shot in a state where Jiang Xian was affected and spurted blood.

He waved his hands straight forward, and the white ball of light in his hand turned into two extinct beams, about to pierce Jiang Xian's low head.

Bai Guangyaoyang.

Baimang Yaoshi.

Tian Qilin was directly lit by white at this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou could even feel the power similar to Jiang Xian's holy blood from the white light beam. He thought Jiang Xian would die.

But at this moment of crisis.

Jiang Xian, who was repeatedly vomiting blood and slurred, raised his eyes against the white light beam at the same time.

The light that was enough to light up the night didn't make him shy away.

On the contrary, on the hideous and desperate face, the speed of the gray three-flowered three-eyed pupils turning around, approaching another slow extreme.

People in red dress masks want to be eye-catching.

Then it must act on the purpose.

The light beam must act on the eye.

Its sight will inevitably follow.

This is the chance of Sansi pupil.

"Transferring hole!"

The slightest level of cultivation cannot affect Jiang Xian's ability to forcibly display the ultimate ability of the three miraculous pupils: the mind-changing hole against the power-cutting power in the distance.

This power of manipulating human spirits is beyond the realm of heaven.

That is, the realm of cultivation will affect the control effect, and it can also be like a person with a green robe mask using a cross different pupil to forcibly resist the holy power.

It can be offset at any price.

Swipe it.

The white light beam stopped momentarily before piercing the eyes of the three eyes, and it was only a few centimeters away from Jiang Xian's face.

But Jiang Xian, who suddenly turned white head and face like an old man, had the power of turning the eyes of the three disgusted pupils in his eyes, but for the first time it acted on the eyes of the red dress mask man who dared to look directly at him in the distance.

The white light on the hands of the man in the red skirt suddenly weakened, his eyes were instantly hollow, and the godless began to whisper something.

"Yama…"

One side.

Almost at the moment Jiang Xian used his mind-changing hole, the man in the Qingpao mask moved.

He pulled out the spirit sword in his hand and slashed out with a sword.

Jian Guang tore through the night, and instantly leaked from Jiang Xian's neck.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, the location of Jiang Xian's neck and the place where he was cut apart by the sword qi, there was a loud noise at the same time.

But bloody, but there is no half of it.

The man in the green robe mask was startled, and suddenly realized something.

"icon…"

Yes.

This is Holy Power!

Slashing Dao's casual blow, only with Jiang Xian's physical body that completely exploded with the protective spirit weapon, couldn't stand it at all.

But at this moment, Jiang Xian continued to act on the red-dress mask man's three disgusting eyes and even reluctantly let go. Following the sword, a white mist rose from his body.

Bai Wu Yi Yi.

Xu Xiaoshou, who was hiding behind the battlefield, instantly couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

At this moment, looking at the white fog in front of him, he actually felt a sense of guilt bowing his head and repenting, as if he had blasphemed the gods with his eyes.

Even, he began to crawl down in his heart and worship.

But how similar are these pictures to the illusion of "gas swallowing mountains and rivers" at that time?

Almost as soon as there was a change in mood, Xu Xiaoshou's aura was raised, pushing away the terrifying power of Jiang Xian's body, and standing upright.

In the back of the battlefield, Xu Xiaoshou, who is not the center and the focus, can do this.

The masked man in the green robe couldn't do it at all.

As soon as the white mist rose, he banged his kneecap to shatter, and his entire calf was wiped off.

At the moment when the lower body disappeared, even if he tried to raise his head, his head was still under the terrifying pressure of the white mist of the icon, as if it was about to crack, it was pressed into the ground deeply.

"Boom boom boom—"

Several miles around Tian Qilin, at the same time, amidst the apocalyptic roar of the world, Xu Youyu sank.

But at this time.

On Jiang Xian, even the holy image hadn't even begun to appear.

What it came out was only the white mist on the eve of the appearance of the icon.

But that is holy power!

It is an irresistible element of transcendence!

It is the calamity that the sage possesses in terms of the ordinary world!

That is the sum of all calamities, and the beginning of all new life, before the chaos, after the existence, not in the five elements, not in the six realms.

It is the "Holy", the mortal and the god.

"Holy" is called instead of "is".

This is a power that cannot be described in words. The common word "Holy" is used to refer to it, which means transcendence, but it is really necessary for people to explain the "Holy", and no one can explain it.

As soon as the icon came out, the scene completely changed.

With only half of his body in the ground, the mask in the green robe was fully defensive, and it was still crushed into the ground.

The man in the red dress mask who was completely controlled by the three disgusted pupils and refused to bow his head in front of the saint was even more crushing and perishing.

Naturally, Jiang Xian couldn't bear such mighty force.

However, as his body was decayed, the white mist of the icon was healing him again.

This is the power of blood, the confidence of the semi-holy heir, and the last card that is not afraid of the final risk.

Xu Xiaoshou in the disappeared state was almost too much to bear.

It wasn't until he was awakened suddenly in the process of gritting his teeth to resist, that he realized that the "disappearance technique" was not invincible.

Holy power can affect him in the state of disappearance.

And now what he was enduring had already been weakened by the "disappearance technique", and it was still the mighty power of the saints in the aftermath of the battle.

if…

Face it directly?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to continue his delusion.

At this moment, even if he gritted his teeth, he was crushed into a bow-back shrimp by the fast-climbing Holy Dao Weili, and his head couldn't be lifted at all.

But it doesn't matter.

"Perception" still conveyed the distant picture.

Although distorted and blurred.

But sometimes it is still clear.

Xu Xiaoshou could see Jiang Xian switching back and forth between the two states of pain and enjoyment, and knew that it was the interaction between the use of sacred power and the healing of sacred power.

I also saw the small half of the fake tears that were embedded in the ground and almost cracked.

I even saw the hypothetical storyteller who completely disappeared into the last embers in the void...

"died?"

Xu Xiao was terrified by his hair.

Is this a child's play?

You are cut!

Hit and beat, when the icon opens, you are gone?

Hades, how could it not be guarded against this style?

Isn't it the power of a saint that might appear Jiang Xian that you have been on guard?

Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to make himself see the situation in the white mist of the icon, but there was nothing but a tall outline.

He seems to have seen three-headed and six-armed gods and monsters, and it seems that he has seen a bodhisattva who is compassionate to all living beings, and even if he has seen an ordinary man to the extreme...

Holy?

This is the holy?

I haven't reacted yet, I just saw it, and I have forgotten everything.

"This, is it over?"

Xu Xiaoshou's thinking returned to the state of thinking before he stared at the icon without any lag.

Then this time, he saw a little red in the white mist of the icon.

"No, it's not over yet!"

In the picture sent from the perception, the hypothesis writer had obviously been manipulated by Jiang Xian with his three eyes, and died because he did not bow his head.

But at this moment, behind Jiang Xian, another hypothesis rose up!

"Jiang Xian, did you manipulate the wrong person?"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts flashed through his mind.

No one can answer.

Among the electric light flint, when the second hypothesis book appeared, it was behind Jiang Xian.

His hands are covered with golden power, and the taste of time and space is permeated on it. It seems that he is from another world, reaching out to stop Jiang Xian's neck, so he is not affected by the sacred power of this world. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Then, he broke his hand.

"Crack!"

Jiang Xian's neck twisted back one hundred and eighty degrees, his eyes lost focus in an instant, and the painful and happy expression was also frozen for a moment.

Assume that the face of the book is very close, close to Jiang Xian's forehead.

Sakura powder bloomed in his enchanting flower fairy eyes, and with his hands and white light beams, he fiercely inserted into Jiang Xian's eyes.

"what-"

Screaming.

This moment freezes the frame, and the night is dyed red.

I only heard a soft voice that was as ethereal as a mother sleeping in a baby in a different world, muttering:

"Hold on, you are not dead yet, don't give up..."