I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Say it.

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

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

The boundary of this place has surprisingly become the small world of Tianqilin he engraved.

As for the three major cut-offs and Xu Xiaoshou, they were all trapped in this small world at some point in time.

"Holy slave?"

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

The hypothetical book looked at the yin and yang life and death? in the real storybook's hand, and his eyelids began to twitch wildly.

Such a means of replicating the world...

Tell the truth.

The three Dao cuts in the arena have long been heard, and they are 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 people and strayed into this space by mistake.

He hadn't even figured out the situation, and he didn't even know who had taken the Three Yan pupils, so he was already in this inexplicable vortex.

What the Hades and Wang didn't even expect was that the two of them pretended to be the holy slave one moment, and the next moment, the holy slave really sent high-level officials over.

The point is, for some reason...

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

Imprisoned now, it is even more difficult to fly!

Zhan Dao is said to be a small realm in the third level of the throne, but it is actually more like a big realm.

Between Zhan Dao and Taixu, there is a natural moat - Nine Dead Thunder Tribulation.

Nine deaths and lightning calamities, a total of nine calamities.

One calamity one death, one death one heaven.

Among the grades, there is a huge gap.

From the perspective of cultivation alone, not to mention Lei Jiatong.

In the current situation, the two Hades who are at the peak of Dao Slashing,

Naturally, it is weaker than Jiang Chaotian, who has survived nine deaths and three tribulations.

But the three calamities are only three calamities after all.

Storyteller, who has survived the nine-death thunder calamity, who in the field doesn't know?

The opponent does not know when to appear, so everyone is in the game first.

The cultivation base is already weak, and this time he was robbed first, how to break the situation?

"The seven in command of the Holy Slaves..."

Jiang Chaotian looked at the falling storyteller with uncertainty in his eyes.

He didn't know the identities of the two people in the back, but the name of Sheng Nu was like thunder.

"You guys also participated in the operation to steal my Jiang Shi's three eyes?" Jiang Chaotian asked in a deep voice.

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

Hearing the words, the storyteller only waved his hands lightly: "It has nothing to do with you, Jiang Shi, who came here this time. He just saw someone pouring dirty water on my holy slave, so he couldn't see it."

Jiang Chaotian squinted his eyes: "In this way, the life and death of our young master Jiang..."

"It has nothing to do with others!"

The storyteller accepted the words with a smile: "I'm not interested in the Sanyan Tongmu at all, and I don't own this thing, but it's the two behind you..."

As he spoke, he looked at the two Hades, shrugged his shoulders and said, "One flower fairy pupil, one cross pupil, think about it carefully, who will fall in love with your young master Jiang's three disgust pupils!"

Jiang Chao turned around abruptly.

The two of Hades and Wang have flower fairy eyes and cherry pink eyes, which are really eye-catching.

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

Jiang Chaotian is not stupid.

It is now clear who is more suspected.

But before he could ask, Yincao had already accused the storyteller angrily: "You didn't take the Three Banyan Eyes, but Xu Xiaoshou took it."

"Xu Xiaoshou?" The storyteller was startled, looking around, but 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!

This storyteller, when did it hurt him?

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

But now this place is already the storyteller's space, even if he hides something, it is understandable that others did not discover it.

Anticipating this, Jiang Chaotian hugged Jiang Xian, and his expression began to change.

It's all about the enemy...

He slashed his way alone, and wanted to face the three of them alone?

At this time, I saw Yin Cao calmly took out one of the three pupils of disgust, and then looked at Jiang Chaotian.

"As you can see, I only took one of these things, and the other one is in the hands of Xu Xiaoshou, the holy slave." It is impossible for Yin Cao to take the blame for the holy slave.

"How do you defile people's innocence out of thin air?"

Who ever thought that the storyteller would not be happy, he pointed at Yincao, his beautiful eyes were slightly annoyed: "I told you, Xu Xiaoshou is not here."

Yin Cao: "Hehe."

The two seem to be starting to... quarrel in such a treacherous situation.

But Jiang Chaotian on one side, when he saw a three-hate pupil in Yan Wang's hand, he was so angry that he couldn't hold it back at all.

He is from the Jiang clan.

The Jiang family, a semi-saint family.

Now in such a situation, the two forces in front of him actually treat him as a fool of the Jiang clan, playing back and forth?

"Humiliate me, Mrs. Jiang..."

"You don't have to leave tonight!"

No further words.

Jiang Chaotian backhanded the unconscious Jiang Xian on his back, raised his hands, and the space in this place began to crack inch by inch.

Amidst the clicking sound, Jiang Chaotian's figure floated into the air, and white clouds rose from his hands.

"The clouds open the way of heaven!"

Angrily shouted.

The majestic spiritual energy exploded.

The regular pattern that locks the space here is like clouds and mist blowing with the wind in the sky. Under Jiang Chaotian's palm force, a hole was broken.

subsequently.

There was an explosion in the night sky.

Qingming split in two.

It seems that a big hole has been broken in the sky above Tianqi Forest.

Everyone here understands that Jiang Chaotian's palm first split the storyteller's space.

"interesting……"

The storyteller frowned.

Jiang's way of cutting really lived up to his reputation.

But splitting a heavy mountain, the mountain has countless weights.

What is the point of doing this?

However, Jiang Chaotian split open the small world of Yin and Yang life and death with his palm. Before the storyteller was trapped in another small world, he did not try to break through this blocked space, but chose to communicate with the power of the rules of the Holy Spirit Continent.

Cut the road in the mainland, and connect to the mainland.

"Cloudfall!"

Jiang Chaotian punched down hard.

In the big hole that was broken in the sky, a white cloud descended impressively.

The cloud pillar descends to earth.

The target seems to be the underworld with three annoying pupils in hand.

"Crazy!" The underworld visitor cursed in a low voice.

Is Jiang's stupid?

Don't think about breaking through the multiple spaces of the storyteller first, and choose to make a move here.

Isn't this the same as letting the storyteller sit firmly in the fisherman's position, watching the dragon fight and the tiger fighting, and both sides will suffer?

The pillar of cloud surged down, shocking the world.

The cloud and mist Xingjie, which seemed to be not very aggressive, completely melted it into nothingness when it touched the space.

It is conceivable what will happen to the human body if it is to be enveloped by this cloud pillar?

"Death!"

At that moment, Hundred Ghosts of the Night Walking suddenly raised its head.

When he opened his eyes, the cross pupils aimed at the cloud pillar falling from the sky.

"Boom—"

The sound of cracking suddenly resounded through the void.

Nirvana is silent.

Under the power of the cross pupil, the melting cloud pillar withered piece by piece.

But the attracting force of the plane, which is rich in the power of the mainland's rules, burst into angry voices of resistance after receiving the order of "Nirience" from the cross pupil.

Heaven.

No profanity.

Let alone Nirvana?

"Pfft!" Hundred Ghosts suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the expressions in their eyes dimmed immediately.

The power of catastrophe...

As soon as they fought, Hundred Ghosts reacted and saw the difference in cultivation between the two sides.

He survived the thunder calamity of nine deaths but never survived, and he seldom fights against Dao Slashing experts who have survived the thunder calamity of nine deaths.

Under subjective conjecture.

I thought it was just a spiritual technique rich in melting power, which could be wiped out with the cross pupil.

But he never thought that Jiang Chaotian's sky-splitting technique just now had secretly attracted the catastrophic power of the mainland's rules.

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

"Cross eyes?"

On the other hand, Jiang Chaotian's beard and hair were flying, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

He looked at the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, as if he was also shocked by Tongli.

Such a power that can kill even the rules of heaven is really appalling.

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

"Stop him!"

This time, all ghosts are in a hurry.

The semi-saints are indeed rich.

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

I never thought that Jiang Chaotian would come out at this moment, and without a word, he would also drink the blood of the Bansheng.

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

If you think about opening your eyes again, the price is too high!

As soon as the holy blood came out, all the ghosts panicked, and the storyteller watching the battle was even more frightened.

"The baby is scared to death, so just sacrifice the hole card?"

The storyteller wanted to use the power of rules to forcibly remove the holy blood.

But out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Yin Cao's anxious look of opening his eyes, and immediately withdrew his magical powers, retreated a few steps, and gave way to the battlefield.

"Flower fairy eyes, illusion!"

Yincao Laike made seals with his hands, and cherry powder bloomed in his eyes, so he wanted to use the method he used at that time to remove the imprint of the half-sacred blood, and also remove the holy blood.

But as soon as the other party makes a move.

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

"cloud?"

This move caught everyone off guard.

cloud properties.

Not for the shape, not for the mind.

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

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

But his body and mind...

shape and meaning...

But in one thought, at the same time, all of them disappeared!

"Humiliate me, Mrs. Jiang?"

As soon as the battle situation 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 pale, and there was pain and anger in his eyes.

"Die!"

After all, Jiang Chao added the holy blood, and it was about to enter his throat.

At this moment, even the storyteller couldn't react.

Cao Laike made a mistake!

The flower fairy eyes, unexpectedly failed to control Jiang Chaotian in the first place!

As for Jiang Chaotian, who is about to swallow the holy blood, the power he can display in this place may shock even his storyteller.

This is not Jiang Xian.

This is Jiang Chaotian who cut the road.

His utilization rate of holy blood is hundreds of times that of Jiang Xian's holy image!

"Nima..."

Cursing in my heart, the storyteller already wanted to run away.

But……

"Xu Xiaoshou, where are you?"

He wanted to call Xu Xiaoshou.

However, Xu Xiaoshou in the disappearing state is not something he can actively communicate with.

Although Mingming was aware of it, no one escaped from this space.

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

At least, the storyteller has no idea where it is located.

...

at the same time.

Before the holy blood enters the throat.

In the lightning and flint, Xu Xiaoshou, who had been watching the battle secretly, chose to shoot at the speed of light.

He saw Jiang Xian took out the holy blood.

This thing is something that even hundreds of ghosts are worried about, and it needs to be extinguished as soon as it appears.

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

That's because there's no one behind.

Now that the storyteller is here, he Xu Xiaoshou, what else is he afraid to do?

The most important thing is that after Jiang Chaotian takes the holy blood, he will definitely become the leader of the battle here.

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

"Holy blood? Bring it here!"

One step at a time.

Looking at the overall situation, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to cross over to Jiang Chaotian and Yincao when everyone had no time to react.

Afterwards, his black-gloved hand, which had been re-dressed in the disappearing state, thrust out.

After a while, he was isolated in the bloody mouth of Shengxue and Jiang Chaotian.

"Disappearance, cancel!"

There was a silent recitation in my heart.

Void ripples appear steeply.

In the minds of everyone, a masked figure in a black robe with his head covered and his face suddenly appeared in the center of the battle.

He blocked the holy blood from entering his throat with two fingers.

Then, he flicked his fingertips to the left, which was the direction of Jiang Chao's mouth.

With a bang, the sword energy exploded.

Jiang Chaotian reacted extremely quickly at the critical moment, and the spiritual energy gathered on the head, trying to receive the sudden blow from the unexpected guest.

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

Lingyuan was cut.

There was even a bloodstain on Jiang Chaotian's face, as well as a kind of sword energy that resembled form, intent, and thought.

Everyone was shocked.

But seeing the masked man who appeared suddenly finished hitting with two fingers, and then curled his fingertips, he hooked the golden holy blood and took it back into his pocket.

"???"

Everyone was stunned.

This person appeared suddenly...

Although Jiang Chao's defense was not added in time, it was considered very weak.

But someone who can cut through Dao Lingyuan with two fingers, and can still leave such blood-stained wounds.

Who is this person?

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

Even Hades, the impression of Xu Xiaoshou's performance is still that of Sang Lao who appeared last time.

And the masked man who appeared here, the moves used...

It's the sword finger!

It's a sword move!

This is clearly a new character!

...

The audience was dumbfounded.

Xu Xiaoshou fell behind Yincao, covered his face, and with a hoarse voice, he smiled softly: "Everyone, give me some face and stop here, how about it?"

until then.

Jiang Chaotian stopped his retreat, wiped the bloodstains on his face, and found that the Lingyuan was all used to restore the remaining power in it.

He was startled, raised his eyes to look at the masked man, suddenly realized something, and said in shock: "This is... Jian Nian?!"

at the same time.

Jiang Qi and Jiang Si, who had been watching and did not dare to speak out, looked at the familiar figure, and suddenly the person who trespassed in Tianyang Village appeared in their minds.

At that time, both of them took half a step back in fright, their faces clouded with suspicion: "The number one, the eighth sword fairy?!"

The storyteller was even more dumbfounded in mid-air.

He looked at the figure who should have been in the Yunlun Mountains, but appeared in Tianqilin inexplicably, and his whole body fell into a dazed state.

"Brother, brother?"

Hearing the sound, Xu Xiaoshou looked back at the storyteller, his expression turned back, his tone became angry, and he scolded: "How do you do things so slowly?"

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 turned red.

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

again? !

This kid is playing someone else, is he addicted to acting?

How dare he?

In such a chaotic situation, how could he be so innate?

Picture what?

Not at all, it's because of that drop of holy blood...

The storyteller roared wildly in his heart, while trying his best to cooperate with the acting, rolled his fingers, and muttered: "Yes, it's my mistake..."

As soon as the words came out, the storyteller suddenly realized again.

Xu Xiaoshou came out now, wouldn't he want to take revenge on him just now?

sky!

It's not that...