I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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When the ten black holy seeds of ice and fire exploded in the night sky, it turned into a black holy rainstorm and covered almost the entire Eastern Heavenly King City.

Within the royal city, everyone's breathing began to become stagnant.

The dense black rain contained endless and majestic destructive power, as if to deprive the entire Dongtian King City of vitality.

"crazy?"

"Half Saint is crazy?"

"I'm dying?"

"Holy slave... Sure enough, this is after all the number one dark power in the mainland!"

"I know, I know, how could the battle between the Temple of the Holy Spirit and the dark forces tonight end in a point-to-point?"

"This battle is simply not something that people can observe."

"You should run early..."

In the king city, everyone panicked.

Until this moment, everyone suddenly realized.

This is not a competition in the arena, there is no end to the point, and no surrender.

As early as when the King City Wars were combined.

The best choice is not to observe what Taixu fights on the spot, and to practice cultivation.

Instead, we should flee far away, and avoid the storm of the royal city this night with the momentum of thunder.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

High in the sky at the trade fair, when the vigil saw Xu Xiaoshou finally making such a choice, his whole heart was chilled.

At this moment, the night watch suddenly realized that it was too late!

Xu Xiaoshou is no longer the same young man before.

He had been completely brainwashed by the evil forces after only such a short time before he became a saint slave.

This threatened the lives of the people in the royal city, forcing the Temple of the Holy Spirit to choose to rescue the people in the royal city and temporarily withdraw from the battle.

It was impossible for Xu Xiaoshou to do it before.

Regardless of the adjustment, he is not a person who can make fun of human lives!

but now…

"After all, is it still too late?"

Vigil suddenly felt stupid.

Even before this time tonight, he still hoped Xu Xiaoshou, who had been a saint slave, because the time was not long and there was room for redemption.

But this situation...

There is no room!

After this baptism in the Royal City, the vigil was no longer naive.

Xu Xiaoshou had already stood on the opposite side, and it was impossible to look back.

When we meet again.

It will only be relative.

"All spread out—"

Above the void in the middle city, Rao Yaoyao hissed loudly.

She also couldn't understand, if this truly terrifying act came from a saint slave storyteller... even if it was the sloppy swordsman in front of you!

How could it happen to such a young youth?

Xu Xiaoshou...

Isn't he the absurd junior who can only fly high?

In a blink of an eye, even such a terrifying move can be done with determination?

At this moment, all the people in the royal city were waiting eagerly, their faces looked like ashes.

Just as an earthquake strikes, there is no need to avoid a small earthquake, and a big one cannot be avoided.

This baptism of the Holy Blast that covered the entire royal city, no one can escape from the royal city.

Looking at the sky above, Rao Yaoyao said afterwards.

The red and white nets of heaven and earth spread from one point to the entire magnificent surface in a way of extreme tension, as if trying to escape the core of the holy explosion from the middle city and flee towards the outside of the city.

Rao is extremely trusting in the Temple of the Holy Spirit on weekdays. At this time, everyone in the royal city can't help but feel suspicious.

"Will they choose to save people?"

For most people.

The Temple of the Holy Spirit faces two choices at this moment.

One is to save people, and the other is to save oneself.

But the same as Xu Xiaoshou's concerns, the Temple of the Holy Spirit had no choice at all.

As the most just organization on the mainland, they have only one last way to break the game at this moment...

"Beicheng District, the place is over!"

"Xicheng District, the place is over!"

"Nancheng District, the place is over!"

"Dongcheng District, the location is over!"

"Midtown, the place is over!"

As if calming people's hearts, when those thrones, and even the powerhouses in the red and white clothes at the level of the beheading, made an impassioned announcement.

Everyone in the royal city rekindled hope.

In the next second, Rao Yaoyao, who was still blazing with the raging flames in the middle city, also chose to abandon her opponent, and returned to drew out the Profound Cang Divine Sword, Gao Tian pointed it.

"Moat!!"

At this moment, the people burst into the first cheers in their grief, and they all rejoiced that the Temple of the Holy Spirit did not give up on themselves.

Sound waves emptied.

The void ripples suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, before the rain of the Holy Blast fell, the barrier barrier of the Dongtian King City was activated.

The energy required to activate the barrier level of the defensive city is astronomical.

And the preparation time in the early stage is extremely long compared to the ever-changing battle.

But this time.

Used the thrones of the red and white clothes, and the power of cutting the way as the energy source.

The defensive barrier is truly instantaneous.

Only a moment.

"Om—"

A wave of blue and white light rises from the outer walls of the four districts, and then quickly fits in the void, like a miracle, rekindling a new color among the desperate gray pupils on the face of everyone.

…

"Junior Sister."

Outside the Zhongcheng District, Situ Yong looked at the startled Yu Zhiwen, and said in a daze: "Brother, I probably know what you are thinking, but what you saw with your own eyes... Saint slave, a real dark force! "

He didn't say much else.

Yu knows that Wen is not stupid.

After the bombing, no matter what happened between Xu Xiaoshou and Yu Zhiwen before.

Everything should be over.

"The defensive barrier may not be able to withstand the impact of the explosion of holy power. I use the'Tianzun Tower' given by the master, and you can help me!"

Seeing that the beautiful woman was speechless, Situ Yongren took out an exquisite small tower, and then tossed it, the spirit essence poured with all his strength.

In a short while, the heavenly secret Dao pattern on the Tianzun Tower was activated, and a magnificent tower phantom enveloped almost the entire Eastern Heavenly King City.

"Junior Sister!"

Seeing that Yu Zhiwen had no feedback, Situ Yong shouted.

At this moment, his celestial secret technique was urged to the extreme, and there were blue veins on his neck.

Yuzhiwen seemed to be able to recover.

She looked at the disappeared figure in the distance, struggling in her star pupils.

Obviously set off to catch up.

But at this time, she only felt that the distance between Xu Xiaoshou and Xu Xiaoshou was getting farther and farther, like a moat next day.

position.

Two simple words.

Hidden behind are the eyes of countless great figures.

Even the gaze of the whole world!

"good."

It was as if he had promised to assist Situ Yongren to use the heavenly secret technique to secretly conceal a saint slave, Yu Zhiwen responded mechanically.

Then her star pupil burst out, and she shot with all her strength.

No matter what, the lives of the people in the royal city are the most important.

And that person...

Even though there are many excuses in his heart, he will subconsciously help that figure out.

But at this moment, Yu Zhiwen felt a bit of bitter ripples in his heart.

"Xu Xiaoshou, has it really changed?"

…

boom!

The rain of the Holy Explosion landed, and it was the first to fall on the barrier of the city.

The loud noise exploded.

At this moment, the black energy raindrops collided with the blue and white moat barrier, and the sky above the king's city was completely detonated!

The twisted enchantment...

The collapsed space...

As if the end had come, what was presented to everyone in the royal city at this moment was a terrorist attack that truly belonged to the dark forces.

This scene, everyone will never forget.

"Rumble—"

The defensive barrier resisted the calamity of the Ice and Fire Holy Seed, but at the beginning of the imperial city barrier layout, there was no expectation that one day there would be a sacred power.

Therefore, the destructive power of the power of the holy explosion at the moment is simply not something that the guardian enchantment can resist.

The thrones in red and white, and the powerful slashers, who fight alone, can certainly take over the scattered raindrops.

But to protect the integrity of the king's city, and to protect one's own safety, these are two completely different concepts.

When the defensive barrier finally couldn't hold the holy power, it cracked in the horrified eyes of everyone in the city.

The long-awaited phantom of Tianzun Tower finally took shape.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a dull low-drum sound that seemed to strike deep in everyone's souls, the phantom of the Tianzun Tower burst out with a magnificent sacred power.

Afterwards, the overflowing holy raindrops that had not yet exploded were sucked into the tower.

Tianzun Tower, a sacred weapon of defense.

But this defensive sacred weapon was not made to protect the city.

The original intention of its existence is only to protect the host alone.

Therefore, when the Tianzun Tower turned into a phantom, to withstand all the attacks on the vast territory of the entire royal city, the single point of defense was already forced to be reduced to the minimum.

At this time, the faces of Situ Yong and Yu Zhiwen who maintained the power of the Tianzun Tower became increasingly ugly.

The two were sweating profusely, bearing the strength that this realm shouldn't be able to bear.

The defensive barrier resisted the calamity of the Ice and Fire Holy Seed.

The Tianzun Pagoda resisted the blasting power of the rain of the holy explosion.

But the rest...

When the defensive barrier was completely shattered, the phantom of Tianzun Tower also exploded under the devastation of the holy power.

The blasting aftermath that was set off at that moment, combined with the ultimate compressed explosive power of the rain of the holy blast itself, can even be slightly compared to the aftermath of the battle caused by the battle of Taixu!

This aftermath is nothing in the eyes of Da Neng.

But for the spiritual refiners in the royal city, as well as many fragile buildings, it is still devastating.

"It's over..."

Rao Yaoyao raised the Profound Cang Divine Sword, his expression returned to his indifference, and he stared at all this.

She has not taken any action to protect the city so far.

Because of this Holy Blast baptism, in her eyes, it was not threatening from beginning to end.

But there is no doubt that this is a conspiracy!

Relying on such a strength that it can completely involve a blow that attracts everyone in red and white, at this moment, everyone in the dark forces has escaped and escaped invisible.

Including Xu Xiaoshou who shot, the storyteller of Saint Slave, and that scruffy swordsman.

Even on the scene of the trade fair, the untrustworthy ghost beast...

Yes.

This kind of people, it is strange to be able to keep their promises!

Rao Yaoyao watched all this silently.

She couldn't give up to chase.

Because the aftermath of the final blasting seemed to be insignificant, but its coverage was too weak for the audience, and no one could completely resist it.

Including Wang Dahui, Ye Xiao, the seriously injured Teng Shanhai, and only the soul of the difference.

It's not that they are not strong.

It's the existence of these people. What is powerful in itself is their individual combat capability, not scope protection.

The sword fairy is different.

When the aftermath of the explosion began to wreak havoc and was about to destroy the entire royal city, Rao Yaoyao's mysterious sword in his hand spun, and his figure went straight up into the sky.

At this moment, she was somewhat fortunate to have invited the Xuancang Divine Sword out of the Guizhe Holy Mountain.

Because of this, she can achieve the ultimate sword immortal-offensive and defensive almighty!

"wind…"

The panic of people in the same city is different.

While Rao Yaoyao straightened up, she only closed her eyes to perceive.

The whole body is howling wind.

Anger, madness, raging on the audience.

But this is the familiar elemental power, the gifted ability that she has awakened from innate.

wind!

Wake up to dawn when it is gentle.

Can break through a world when in madness.

Regardless of whether it is natural disasters or auspiciousness, in the eyes of Taixu under the saint, the most spiritual refining.

Rao Yaoyao can command this out-of-control force with a single sword!

When it is.

She opened her eyes and opened her eyes, and swept across the west with a sword.

"The wind is rising, Huyun rubs the dream!"

Scream softly and softly.

The wind element that wanders boundlessly between heaven and earth, at this moment, is like being called by a god.

Rao Yaoyao moved westward with a sword.

The blasting power in the void, like a fragile white cloud, was shattered by the magnificent heavenly power, and then kneaded into this type of spiritual skill.

From then on, the irregularly scattered and raging situation, was rolled into a state of obedience to the whirlpool, and went straight to the sky.

"boom!"

The blast could not land, but was swept away by Rao Yaoyao's spiritual skills, and exploded above the nine heavens.

The people of the royal city who were pulled back from the edge of death burst into cheers at this moment.

Some people are grateful for the rest of their lives.

Someone praised the temple's mighty virtue.

However, most spiritual refiners have been immersed in this sword for a long time, unable to extricate themselves.

"Forbidden!"

"Rubbing the clouds and dreaming... this is the power of forbidden art! Rao Jianxian, a sword protects the entire Eastern Heavenly King City!"

"Niubi! Long live Goddess Rao!"

"I declare that from now on, Rao Jianxian will be another Sword Fairy I have recognized since the Eighth Sword Fairy!"

"Fart, Rao Jianxian needs your approval?"

"Hey, this is not hilarious~"

The catastrophe is gone, and the day breaks.

Seeing that the king's city returned to calm, the spiritual refiners who had been accustomed to life and death on weekdays also became active, and the chattering burst out again.

They are not like ordinary people. After the catastrophe, they will fall into the fear of the whole city and the state of thanking God.

on the contrary.

Those who have witnessed the Taixu and the mighty swordsman, all that will rise is just the mentality of struggling to catch up.

There is awe.

But life and remoteness still couldn't make this group of spirit refiners shrink back.

"DaDaDa..."

The sky crack was repaired.

After the astronomical phenomenon was destroyed, the rules were healed again.

It seemed that the clouds in the sky were also shattered by Jianxian's sword, and under the shining sun, they returned and fell into rain.

Sun and rain.

Wind and cheers.

The rain is getting heavier…

And this time, another new rain after the heavy rain will no longer give the people of the royal city the heart palpitations like rainy nights.

Because everyone knows.

This is the power of the aftermath.

It represents a new life!

…

Above the void.

Rao Yaoyao, who mentions the mysterious sword, is alone with the wind.

She groaned, after all, at this time, Rao had also lost the position of all the enemies.

But it doesn't matter.

Rao Yaoyao tilted her head and asked softly, "Have you remembered the position?"

"Um."

There was no one in the void, but at this moment a young voice came:

"Ghost Beast Wu Xia went to the south, there are still people responding there. It should be from Xuyue Ash Palace. He, after all, belongs to Xuyue Ash Palace..."

"The saint slave storyteller ran to the north, and the eight masters are well versed in the Yunlun Mountains. They should have been looking for him in the past."

"I can't find that sloppy swordsman. In the end, he ran to the east. He is very strong. Yomo really has the strength close to the sword immortal level... If you are an identity, you can figure it out for yourself.

"The Huangquan of Hades really mastered the power of time and space. The last time he left was to go west. I didn't dare to follow this person. He should be able to discover my existence... By the way, the Soul Cut and the Injured Profound Sword are indeed there. He has it."

Rao Yaoyao couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Soul cutting, wounding profound sword...

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"Where is Xu Xiaoshou?" she asked immediately.

After all, this last baptism in the royal city came from this junior.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Void's voice suddenly became a little strange, and he paused before speaking: "He has disappeared. I have never understood his disappearance technique."

"Oh?" Rao Yaoyao raised her eyebrows, "After cutting the road, you still don't understand?"

"Cut Dao..."

The void voice murmured, trembling a little, as if recalling some terrible experience.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed, and the words were slightly bitter.

"Zhan Dao, after all, is not a panacea, at least, it is one level lower than Too Void!"