I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Stop talking.

The storyteller in a red dress floated down from mid-air.

He covers his red lips with one hand, and holds the yin and yang life and death with the other.

The realm here has become his re-enacted Tianqilin small world.

And the three Zhandao and Xu Xiaoshou were trapped in this small world for some time.

"Holy slave?"

When the real saint slave fell, the three big players in the field cut the way, and their hearts were all cold.

The hypothetical storyteller looked at the life and death of the yin and yang in the hands of the true storyteller, and his eyelids had already begun to jump wildly.

Such a means of replicating the world...

To be honest.

The three major cuts in the field have long been heard, that is the power of the spatial rules of yin and yang life and death.

What Jiang Chaotian didn't expect was that he was eager to save others and strayed into this space.

He hadn't even figured out the situation yet, and he didn't even know who took the three disgusted pupils, and he was already in this inexplicable vortex.

What Hades and Kings didn't expect was that the two of them pretended to be Saint Slaves a moment ago, and the next moment, a high-level Saint Nuzhen sect came over.

The point is, for some reason...

After the two of them got half of the three eyes, they didn't run away in advance.

Being imprisoned now makes it even more difficult to fly!

Zhandao said it was a small realm in the third stage of the throne, but in fact it was more like a big realm.

Between Zhandao and Taixu, there is a great moat—Nine Death Thunder Tribulation.

Nine deaths and thunder tribulations, a total of nine tribulations.

One death and one death, one death and one heaven.

Among the ranks, there is a huge gap.

Just from the theory of cultivation, not to talk about the pupil of tears.

In this situation, the two Yan Wangs who cut the top of the road are naturally weaker than Jiang Chaotian who has survived the nine deaths and three catastrophes.

But the Three Tribulations are only the Three Tribulations after all.

Storyteller, the nine deaths and thunder robbery are all over, who doesn't know in the field?

The opponent does not know when to appear, let everyone be in the game first.

Xiu-ben is weak, and he has been robbed of the first move this time. How to break the game?

"Seven handles of the saint slave..."

Jiang Chaotian looked at the storyteller who fell lightly, his eyes were uncertain.

He didn't know the identity of the two behind, but the name of the saint slave was like thunderous ears.

"You guys, are you also involved in the action to take away my Jiang's three disgusting pupils?" Jiang Chaotian asked in a deep voice.

"No, no, old man, you misunderstood~"

Hearing this, the book writer only waved his hands gently: "People are here this time, it has nothing to do with Jiang, they just saw someone splashing my holy slave's dirty water, I can't see it."

Jiang Chaotian squinted his eyes: "So, the life and death of my clan Jiang Shao..."

"It has nothing to do with others!"

The storyteller smiled and took the words: "People are not interested in the three eyes, this thing is not in others' hands, but the two behind you..."

He said, looking at the two Yan Wang, shrugging his shoulders: "A flower fairy eye, a cross different pupil, think about it seriously, who is going to see you Jiang Shao's three disgusted pupils!"

Jiang Chaotian turned around.

The two Hades are really eye-catching.

The other closed his eyes tightly like a bell, which is also very intriguing.

Jiang Chaotian is not stupid.

It is now clear who is more suspicious.

But before he could ask any questions, Yin Cao was already angrily accused the storyteller: "You didn't take the three eyes, but Xu Xiaoshou took it."

"Xu Xiaoshou?" The storyteller was startled, looking around, he couldn't see anyone else here, "What Xu Xiaoshou? Are you talking about people?"

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He is invisible.

But he is still here!

When is this storytelling, is it still hurting him?

Jiang Chaotian also couldn't see the existence of other people here.

But now this is already a space for the storyteller, and it is excusable for him to hide something that was not discovered by others.

At this point, Jiang Chaotian was holding Jiang Xian, and his expression began to change.

If they are all enemies...

He cuts the way and wants to fight three people alone?

At this time, I saw Yin Cao indifferently taking out one of the three eyes, and then looking at Jiang Chaotian.

"As you can see, I only took one of these things, and the other one was in the hands of Saint Slave's Xu Xiaoshou." Yin Cao couldn't help Saint Slaves.

"Why are you innocent out of thin air?"

I never wanted to say that the writer was not happy anymore. He pointed to Yin Cao, his beautiful eyes angered slightly: "I said, Xu Xiaoshou is not here."

Yin Cao: "Haha."

The two seemed to be starting to quarrel under this turbulent scene.

But Jiang Chaotian on one side, when he saw the three-weary pupils in Hell's hand, he was very angry and couldn't hold back at all.

He is from the Jiang clan.

Jiang family, a semi-saint family.

At this moment, falling into this situation, the two forces in front of him actually treat him as a fool from the Jiang clan, kicking and throwing the pot back and forth?

"Insult me ​​Jiang..."

"Tonight, you don't have to leave!"

Never said anything.

Jiang Chaotian backhanded the unconscious Jiang Xian on his back, raised his hands, and the space here started to crack.

With the creaking sound, Jiang Chaotian's figure floated in the air, and white clouds rose in his hands.

"Yun Kaitiandao!"

Angrily shouted.

The majestic spirit element exploded.

The regular Dao pattern that trapped the space here was actually like a cloud and mist on the sky moving with the wind. Under the force of Jiang Chaotian's palms, a hole was broken.

Subsequently.

The night sky exploded.

Qing Ming split in half.

It looks like a big hole broke in the sky above Tian Qilin.

But everyone here understands that Jiang Chaotian's palm has taken the lead in splitting the space of the storyteller.

"interesting…"

The storyteller frowned.

Jiang's cut the way, really lived up to the reputation.

But it splits a heavy mountain, and the mountain has countless weights.

What is the significance of this approach?

However, seeing Jiang Chaotian split the small world of Yin and Yang life and death with a palm, he did not try to break through this sealed space before being trapped in another small world of the storyteller, but chose to communicate the power of the rules of the Holy Spirit Continent.

Cut the Dao on the mainland, then connect with the Dao on the mainland.

"Cloud drop!"

Jiang Chaotian struck down with a punch.

In the big hole that was broken in the sky, a white cloud suddenly fell.

The cloud column descended.

The goal, as if it were the Yin Cao with three eyes.

"Crazy man!" Yin Cao guest cursed in a low voice.

Is this Jiang silly?

Without thinking about it, first break through the multiple spaces of the storyteller and choose to take action here.

Isn't this the same as letting the storyteller sit firmly on the fisherman's position, watching dragons fight each other and hurt both sides?

The cloud column is gushing down, terrifying the world.

This looked at the cloud and mist of punishment and robbery, which had not strong attack power, but when it touched the space, it completely melted it into nothingness.

It is conceivable that the human body will end up being covered by this cloud column?

"Quiet!"

When it was, Hyakki Yexing suddenly raised his head.

When his eyes were opened, the cross pupil was aimed at the cloud pillar that fell from the sky.

"Rumble—"

The void suddenly resounded through the sound of cracking.

Silence was silent.

Under the power of the cross pupils, the melting cloud pillars withered.

However, after receiving the instruction of the "death" of the cross-different pupils, the plane's attracting power, which is rich in the power of the mainland's rules, burst out the angry voices of resistance.

God's way.

No blasphemy is allowed.

Let alone annihilation?

"Puff!" Baigui suddenly spouted blood, his eyes dimmed immediately.

The power of catastrophe...

As soon as they fought against each other, Baigui reacted and saw the gap between the cultivation bases of the two sides.

He has not survived the Nine Deadly Thunder Tribulation, and on weekdays he rarely fights against the power-cutting powerhouses who have survived the Nine Deadly Thunder Tribulation.

Subjective conjecture.

I thought that this was just a spiritual skill that was rich in ablation power, which could be wiped out with a cross-different pupil.

But never thought that Jiang Chaotian's sky-splitting skills had already secretly attracted the calamity of the mainland rules.

Such a forceful shot angered Heavenly Dao, and the backlash was naturally serious.

"Cross-different pupils?"

On the other hand, Jiang Chaotian's beard was flying, his eyes were surprised.

He looked at Hyakki Yexing, as if he was also shocked by Tongli.

Such a power that can extinguish even the laws of heaven is really shocking.

But just for a moment, he took out a drop of golden light holy blood from the ring with his backhand, and opened his mouth to swallow it.

"Stop him!"

At this time, Hundred Ghosts were in a hurry.

The semi-saint is indeed rich.

In the previous battle, he killed three drops of Jiang Xian's holy blood.

Never thought that Jiang Chaotian would come out at this moment and drink the semi-sacred blood without saying a word.

But at this time, he was already seriously injured, and he forcibly used the cross different pupil once.

If you want to open your eyes again, the price is too great!

As soon as the Holy Blood came out, Hundred Ghosts panicked, and the storyteller who was watching the battle was even more frightened.

"Scared the baby to death, will you sacrifice the cards directly?"

Said that the book wanted to use the power of the rules to forcibly remove the holy blood.

But from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Yin Cao opening his eyes anxiously, and immediately received his supernatural powers, retreated a few steps, and let out the battlefield.

"Flower fairy eyes, fantasy!"

The Yincao visitor's hands were sealed, and the cherry blossoms in his eyes were blooming, so he wanted to use the same method of removing the semi-sacred blood mark by using the method of removing the semi-sacred blood imprint, and also removing the holy blood.

But the other party has an action.

Jiang Chaotian even took the holy blood in his hand, instantly turned into a cloud of smoke, and dissipated in place.

"cloud?"

This hand caught everyone off guard.

Cloud attributes.

Not for the form of sleepiness, not for the intention.

As a cloud, there is no bond in the world.

Yin Cao's flower fairy eyes were aimed at Jiang Chaotian, and Jiang Chaotian's virtual shadow was clearly still in place.

But his body and spirit...

Form and meaning...

But under one thought, at the same time, all disappeared!

"Insult me ​​Jiang's?"

As soon as the situation of the battle changed, a low voice appeared in Yin Cao's ears.

When Jiang Chaotian appeared again, he had already fallen behind Yin Cao, his face was dark and white, and his eyes were angry.

"Die!"

After that, Jiang Chao added the holy blood to his throat.

At this moment, even the storyteller could not react.

Cao Laike missed the job!

The fairy eyes of the flower did not control Jiang Chaotian for the first time!

And Jiang Chaotian, who is about to swallow the holy blood, can display the power in this place, and even his storytellers will be shocked.

This is not Jiang Xian.

This is Jiang Chaotian, who is Zhandao.

His utilization of the holy blood is hundreds to thousands of times that of the statue of Jiang Xian!

"Nima..."

Angrily, the storyteller already wanted to run.

But…

"Xu Xiaoshou, where is it?"

He wanted to call Xu Xiaoshou.

However, Xu Xiaoshou in the disappeared state was not something he could actively communicate with.

Although Mingming was aware, no one escaped the space here.

But Xu Xiaoshou, who disappeared within this space, disappeared after all.

At least, the storyteller has no idea where he is.

…

at the same time.

Before the holy blood enters the throat.

In Dianguang Flint, Xu Xiaoshou, who had been secretly watching the battle, chose the speed of light to shoot.

He saw that Jiang Xian had taken out the holy blood.

This thing is something that even a hundred ghosts have to worry about, as soon as they appear, they need to die immediately.

I was moved before, but didn't dare to move.

That's because there is no one behind him.

Now that the story is here, he Xu Xiaoshou, what else does he dare not move?

The most important thing is that after Jiang Chaotian takes the Holy Blood, he will surely become the leader of this battle.

He Xu Xiaoshou, how could he put himself in such a dangerous situation?

"Holy blood? Bring you!"

Take one step forward.

Looking at the overall situation, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to intersect Jiang Chaotian and Yin Cao when everyone was too late to react.

Afterwards, his black gloved hand, which had been completely changed in the disappeared state, thrust it out.

All of a sudden, they were isolated in the mouth of the blood basin of Holy Blood and Jiang Chaotian.

"Disappearance, lift!"

I muttered silently in my heart.

Void ripples appear sharply.

Among the people's spiritual thoughts, they saw a figure of a masked man in black robes covering his head and face, suddenly appearing in the center of the battle.

His **** blocked the holy blood from entering his throat.

After that, his fingertip flicked to the left, which was Jiang Chao's direction.

With a bang, the sword gas exploded.

Jiang Chaotian reacted extremely quickly at the critical moment, and the spirits gathered on his head, wanting to take the unexpected blow from this uninvited guest.

In the next second, his figure was severely split by two fingers.

Ling Yuan was cut.

There was even a blood stain on Jiang Chaotian's face, as well as a kind of sword energy that resembled the shape and the intention.

Everyone was shocked.

But seeing that the masked man who appeared suddenly finished hitting with both fingers, and then curled up his fingers, he hooked the golden light holy blood and collected it into the bag.

"???"

Everyone was confused.

This person appeared suddenly...

Although Jiang Chao's defense force was not timely, it was considered very weak.

But he could break the Dao Lingyuan with two fingers, and he could leave such bloodstained wounds.

Who is this person?

At this moment, almost no one thought that this was Xu Xiaoshou.

It is Yan Wang, and his impression of Xu Xiaoshou's acting is still stuck on the old Sang who appeared last time.

And the tricks used by the masked man who appeared here...

It's a sword finger!

It's a sword move!

This is clearly a new character!

…

The audience was dumb.

Xu Xiaoshou fell behind Yin Cao, covered his face, husky, and smiled softly: "Everyone, give me a face, just stop now, how about?"

Until then.

Jiang Chaotian's retreat stopped, and he wiped blood on his face, and found that the spirit essence was able to repair the residual power in it.

He was taken aback, raised his eyes to look at the masked man, suddenly realized something, and said in amazement, "This is... Jiannian?!"

at the same time.

Jiang Qi and Jiang Si, who had been watching and daring not to speak, looked at the familiar figure, and the person who had trespassed in Tianyangzhuang suddenly appeared in their minds.

When it was, the two of them both retreated half a step in fright, and their faces were filled with suspicion: "The eighth and eighth sword fairy?!"

The storyteller was even more dumbfounded.

He looked at the figure that was supposed to be in the Yunlun Mountains, but appeared in Tian Qilin inexplicably, and the whole person fell into a state of ignorance.

"Brother, brother?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back at the sound and looked at the storyteller. As soon as his expression was constricted, his tone became angry, and he scolded: "How do you do things, so slow?"

Storyteller:? ? ?

At this moment, he immediately reacted.

This is not brother!

This is Xu Xiaoshou!

"you…"

"people…"

The storyteller stretched his neck and his face suddenly flushed.

After thinking about the triple realm of whether a mountain is a mountain, not a mountain, or a mountain, he realized that it might really be Xu Xiaoshou...

At the moment, the whole person was shocked again and couldn't make a sound.

Here again? !

This kid plays someone else, UU reading www. Addicted to playing uukanshu.com?

How dare he?

With such a chaotic situation like this, he is innate, can he be messed up too?

What picture?

It's not because of that drop of holy blood...

While the storyteller was roaring frantically in his heart, he tried his best to cooperate with the acting, rolled his fingers, and yelled: "Yes, it's someone wrong..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the storyteller suddenly realized.

Xu Xiaoshou came out now, wouldn't he just want to retaliate for what he had just done, right?

sky!

This is not...