I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

the other side.

Teng Shanhai, who had just finished a fight with the storyteller, had gained the upper hand by relying on his strong cultivation, now looking at Xu Xiaoshou who was staring at him like a god of death in the distance, his whole body felt a little bad.

Xu Xiaoshou's gaze is not scary.

But the phantom of Nine Dragons behind him, accompanied by his voice, stopped dancing at this moment, spreading all the pressure on Teng Shanhai's head.

"Crack!"

The floor beneath his feet began to crack first.

Teng Shanhai, who was completely locked by the power of the peak icon, felt the qualitative gap between the power of Taixu and the holy power at this moment.

"Where did it come from?"

Teng Shanhai was really shocked.

He could see that the young man in the distance was actually the young man who was forced to flee in a hurry after he blocked the way.

But……

How long has it been?

Why does it seem like a different person, when he came back again, there was an icon on his back?

With this thing, why did you run away earlier!

Let's tease people!

"brush."

At this time, a slight wind sounded.

Teng Shanhai was still slandering in his heart just a moment ago.

In the next second, Xu Xiaoshou, who was going to kill Taixu again after saying that, was already face to face.

"How do you want to die?" Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head.

After reaching the sky in one step, the distance between him and Teng Shanhai is only one step away.

No other movement was seen.

But when the aura of victory and pursuit is accumulated to the peak, there is also the blessing of the coercion of the holy power.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou came with the icon, just this one sentence, the oppressive feeling brought to Teng Shanhai, it was like being in the illusion of "swallowing mountains and rivers\

,"That giant who brought Xu Xiaoshou endless oppression was like a giant.

"boom!"

The ground suddenly collapsed, and the space twisted and shot away in a corrugated shape.

Teng Shanhai bowed his legs and bent his back, almost unable to bear the terrible pressure brought by the Nine Dragons Burning Ancestor under Xu Xiaoshou's question.

"Little baby, do you really think that with the icon, you can ignore Taixu if you are caught off guard?" Teng Shanhai was furious.

However, facing the holy power, Taixu has a gap that can never be bridged—the holy way crushes it!

At that moment, Teng Shanhai retreated at the speed of light while resisting the holy power, and by the way, took out a jade bottle from the ring and crushed it.

A little golden light blooms.

holy blood!

Teng Shanhai opened his mouth to swallow without hesitation.

He can despise the innate, but if he wants to fight against the power of the peak icon, the first thing he has to fight against is the suppression of the holy power.

Otherwise, in the upcoming World War I, he will be hindered everywhere.

However.

What happened in the field at this time was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

As soon as Teng Shanhai retreated, Xu Xiaoshou understood it and followed with a smile.

Teng Shanhai took out the jade bottle, Xu Xiaoshou teleported again, got closer and smiled even more.

As soon as the holy blood came out.

On Xu Xiaoshou's face, there was an even more expression of that.

subsequently.

"hiss!"

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly sucked at the void.

This sucking doesn't matter, at least in front of Taixu, it's like a child's play, at most, it's just a funny sucking sound in the field.

But when the Nine Dragons statue behind Xu Xiaoshou was attracted by the same holy power, the holy blood that was supposed to fly to Tengshan Haikou immediately turned around in the air conditioner and shot directly into Xu Xiaoshou's mouth.

Even with Teng Shanhai himself, the whole body jumped forward suddenly, almost stopped, and was about to be buried in Xu Xiaoshou's bloody mouth.

This is the method of breathing!

...

The holy blood flew.

Naturally, it was impossible for Xu Xiaoshou to drink the second drop of holy blood.

According to Sang Lao, this kind of holy blood, which is not specially made by Jinzhao, has a terrifying backlash.

Maybe one drink and the person will be gone.

After all, he is just innate...

"despair!"

But Xu Xiaoshou took his time and was prepared.

He took out a jade pill bottle, filled it with the flying holy blood, then covered it with a cork, and finally put it back in the Yuan Mansion. Using the power of the small world, he suppressed the resistance of the holy blood to death. Down.

This series of actions was done in one go, as if they had been rehearsed many times in their minds.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

After Teng Shanhai, who was able to suppress the riot of spirit energy in his body, came back to his senses, he found that the holy blood was gone...

? ? ?

Teng Shanhai's mentality is going to explode right now.

What kind of skill is this?

This skill is a bit disgusting!

Before using it, there was not even a half-point of spiritual energy fluctuations, and no fluctuations in the way of heaven?

He was the head of Tengshan's naval battle department. After Xu Xiaoshou's suction before, he foolishly thought that this guy was preparing for the upcoming battle and took a deep breath...

But!

Nima!

Where is this deep breath?

This is a fatal blow!

Teng Shanhai was still mad.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou, who had collected the holy blood, took a step forward, and he crushed Teng Shanhai like a mountain, his back arched like a shrimp, and the God's Armor creaked and buzzed.

"Is there any more?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and said peacefully: "If you still have the holy blood, I will kill you later."

This time Teng Shanhai lung exploded with anger.

He was so majestic, Taixu, that he was suppressed into this appearance by a congenital junior using holy images?

The point is, this guy still acted nonchalantly, as if I was congenitally crushing Taixu, and spoke so peacefully, with an appearance that everyone in the world should recognize and take for granted.

The storyteller behind was dumbfounded.

He had already been beaten by Teng Shanhai's terrifying set of Cangshen Armor, his body was cracked and blood flowed all over his body.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was in front of him, a little talent, but it gave him a great sense of security!

The storyteller was amazed.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was carrying the icon, was almost on par with his elder brother in his mind.

His figure has become so stalwart...

His voice became so magnetic...

His demeanor, there is no one move, not provocative!

"Admired, passive value, +1."

...

"Too much deceit!"

Teng Shanhai on the other side couldn't bear it anymore.

This young man in front of him is too hateful, too hateful!

Losing the holy blood doesn't mean that Taixu can't fight against the holy image, it just needs to allocate more energy to fight against the oppression of the holy way.

And discard these.

Teng Shanhai realized that he was using his cultivation to suppress the Dao... No, even if he was on the level of a throne, he could crush Xu Xiaoshou like an ant with two fingers.

"Cang Shenli, open!"

A sudden drink.

On Teng Shanhai's body, the armor pattern of the Cangshen suddenly appeared with a bright light.

At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by an ancient demon god, illuminated by black and red mysterious light, covering his entire body in the peak divine power.

Then, he straightened his back suddenly, and within a few steps of Xu Xiaoshou, he did it... as straight as a gun.

Taixu looked directly at the holy power.

So scary!

"Xiao Shenqiang..."

Teng Shanhai released his right hand lightly.

When the Cangshen Armor rattled, in his palm suddenly appeared a rock-thick Overlord Spear that was about ten feet long.

This gun is too domineering!

The same black and red color of the evil god, the same swirling murderous aura, fell into the hands of Teng Shanhai, who was now in the blue god armor with a high mysterious light, like a tiger with wings added.

Xiao Shenlance, the lost artifact recorded in the ancient monument.

The souls of the dead under the gun, over the years, must number in the millions.

One spear head can reach the size of three ordinary people.

Ordinary people, if they are pierced by this spear... If they are pierced, it is better to say that they are stabbed with a single spear, which can stab people in half!

"Xiao Shenqiang, God breaks the sea!"

At that moment, Teng Shanhai roared furiously, he swung the thick Xiaoshen spear with both hands, and spun it around his waist, and the Cangshen armor was twisted into a twisted state.

This breath is combined with force, force and intention.

The power of Taixu grows from the ground, enters the feet and goes up, passes through the waist horse, gets sublimation, and then reaches the arms, and then pours it into the Xiao Shenlance, which is a masterpiece of Xuanguang.

"kill!"

In the nameless place of the Nine Heavens, there seems to be a phantom suddenly born.

The dead bones are mourning, and the blood is flowing.

Lives are devastated, and millions of dead bodies are buried.

Sand and rocks flew between the sky and the earth, and hostility was overflowing in the void.

Xiao Shenqiang swung his spear in the air, and the phantom image was instantly shattered.

And the shattered phantom killing method actually turned into substance at this moment, in the form of a bloody streamer, Fengming whizzed and poured it into Xiao Shenlance, as if it wanted to help Teng Shanhai.

"Death to this seat!"

At this moment, Teng Shanhai, who had rounded his weapon, was about to burst into canthus.

Xiao Shenqiang is the lost artifact of the monument.

With this shot, he wanted to make Xiao Shenqiang's name shine again.

With this shot, he wants to resist the saint, point at the saint, and even destroy the saint!

...

"Threatened, passive value, +1."

Speaking of which, Xu Xiaoshou was frightened.

Ever since Tengshan Haicang's armor was fully fired, and even took out the Xiao Shengun, he felt that the flow of time had changed.

The power of Taixu is not only affecting the way of heaven, but also affecting one's own judgment.

And it took almost a blink of an eye, but it seemed like an eternity.

In front of him, Teng Shanhai had already charged up all his strength, and he was facing the bloody move that would kill millions.

The scene was extremely frightening.

Xu Xiaoshou is only born with a virtual image, so how dare he forcefully accept this Taixu's desperate move?

His subconscious action choice is to avoid it in one step.

But as soon as he moved his footsteps, his spiritual thoughts sensed that this world had been completely sealed off by Xiao Shenqiang until he died.

More importantly...

The icon is angry!

Yes.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that the icon behind him seemed to suddenly come to life.

Taixu in front of him refused to crawl, and even swung his gun at him.

This is defying the Word!

This is disregarding dignity!

Xu Xiaoshou felt such an absurd feeling in his heart.

He didn't even have time to resist this absurd thought of helping the icon to kill the young people in front of him.

By coincidence, he raised his hand.

"The one who insults the saint, die!"

It was obviously an old voice resounding in his mind.

Xu Xiaoshou also read it in a calm tone.

This sound was like the god of death reading people, and the judge was urging.

The order of reincarnation between heaven and earth was completely subverted after Xu Xiaoshou's voice.

Regardless of the team of dead souls, the next person to enter the underworld must be the one in front of him who insulted the saint!

When the holy words come out, the world will shake.

The dragon frightens the sea, and the phoenix faces south.

Almost at the same time, the storyteller, Mei Siren, and even Wang Dahammer and the sloppy uncle in the distance, or Rao Yaoyao who rushed here with a sword at the trade fair.

At this moment, at the same time, I saw another vision of heaven and earth that appeared after Xu Xiaoshou Nine Dragons Burned His Ancestor—the vision of dragon and phoenix.

Afterwards, everyone was startled to realize that their figures... froze.

No!

This is slowness!

"Time, slowed down..."

In Xu Xiaoshou's spiritual thoughts, he also suddenly realized that everything in the world has become like a turtle.

The people in the distance, the wind on the long street, the gun in front of you...

All that!

He even had enough energy to see the plaques of the ruined house outside the battle situation that had been swayed by the holy power, and suddenly slowed down when he fell.

And the smoke and sand slowed down the flying.

The heartbeat of the people in the field can be heard suddenly stopped.

And within the bodies of the people, the sound of the gurgling blood flow interweaves into a beautiful movement.

Can smell the fragrant night after the rain in the four directions of Wangcheng, the tranquility of the grass and trees, and the stench of snakes and insects...

And time and space converge together at this time, transforming into a unique fragrance.

That is the fragrance of animism.

That is life and death as understood by the Cause.

It is an otherworldly cognition of nothingness and existence, a definition of time and space, and a judgment of the past and the future.

Asked in the morning, you can die in the evening!

this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he didn't understand anything, but he realized everything.

He truly detached himself from the world in terms of soul and spirit, and then overlooked the common people without any surprises.

The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog.

The sage is not benevolent, and treats the common people as straw dogs.

Equality, inaction, letting nature take its course...

If so.

That's it.

...

The vision of dragon and phoenix lasted for a moment, and reality returned.

Xiao Shengun came from the left, and Xu Xiaoshou raised his left hand indifferently.

He felt that he was born too weak and his strength needed to be strengthened.

So without moving his mind, the power of Jinzhao's original species crazily gathered in his left hand, and the power of the heavenly way and the holy way also gathered in his left hand.

He felt that there should be a style at this time to block life and death.

So Sang Lao's obscure inheritance in the eight palaces appeared in his mind, but at this moment, he could see clearly.

"Plop~"

There was a slight sound of white inflammation.

The clothes on Xu Xiaoshou's left sleeve began to turn into dots of black ash, and the pieces were like flowers, withering with the wind.

Then, his left arm started from the fingertips, to the wrist, to the elbow, to the shoulder.

Inch by inch, it turned into a charred and rotten state.

That is the ultimate compression of Bai Yan, the thorough gathering of the Dao of Heaven and the Dao of the Holy Spirit, and the absolute control of power!

"Sleeveless Red Burning Hands."

Xu Xiaoshou murmured softly.

It fell with a sound.

The holy words explain, the sky prohibits.

Everyone's face changed in horror, carrying on the consciousness of thinking in the previous breath, only terrified by the attack of Xiao Shenlance, how could Xu Xiaoshou pick it up with bare hands?

However, in the next second, only the Seven Sword Immortals standing on top of the world, such as Mei Siren and Rao Yaoyao, can react.

Xu Xiaoshou's left arm is filled with endless holy power!

"this……"

boom!

While everyone was thinking.

The guns and palms met in the field, and there was a sudden explosion.

But only for a moment, there was no sound at all.

The space between heaven and earth was completely drawn into a vacuum by Teng Shanhai's shot.

Everyone opened their lips and tongues, their jaws dropped in shock.

As far as I can see, only Xu Xiaoshou's whole body was completely smashed and smashed by Xiao Shenqiang after the smoke exploded.

"Gone?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Xu Xiaoshou, who had summoned the holy image and was still in a rampant posture, wanted to kill Taixu, was blasted by a single shot?

"Hahaha!"

Teng Shanhai hugged Xiao Shengun and laughed loudly: "Icon? According to me, it's just like... 嘎?"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Because Teng Shanhai wanted to withdraw Xiao Shengun at this time, but Teng Shanhai found out.

The gun couldn't be pulled back at all.

It was as if God Xiao's Spear had been restrained by a saint and could no longer be pulled back...

No!

Not as if!

When the lingering smoke finally disappeared, everyone saw in amazement that Xu Xiaoshou was indeed blasted by Xiao Shenqiang's entire body.

However, at this time, on the body of Xiao Shenlance, there was still a scorched and rotten left arm, which was not covered by a sleeve...

Standing firm like Mount Tai, not moving at all!

This shot exploded the man, but never exploded one of the man's arms?

Suddenly the wind blew up.

The stars are dotted, and the holy power is gathered.

From the scorched left arm, a little bit of flesh began to repair.

But within three breaths, Xu Xiaoshou's body was repaired by the holy power.

And with his left arm, he was holding Xiao Shengun, which was thicker than others!

It hurts...

Xu Xiaoshou, who came back to his senses, cursed in his heart.

He didn't even know how he did that move just now, but now everyone was watching him, terrified and inexplicable.

With the atmosphere up to this point, it's not easy for him to disappoint everyone.

So Xu Xiaoshou turned his head to look at Teng Shanhai, grinned at the stupefied Taixu, then pulled out his left arm, pulled out the Xiao Shenlance from Teng Shanhai's hands, and put it in the Yuan Mansion.

"Thank you, I'll take your gun too."

Xu Xiaoshou took a step forward.

Teng Shanhai slammed his knees to the ground with a bang, suppressed by the coercion of the Holy Way of Nine Dragons Rage behind him.

At this time, Xiao Shenlance's counterattack power finally came.

Teng Shanhai trembled all over, bleeding profusely.

Just looked up.

But Xu Xiaoshou on the head was already leaning over, talking with a kind face, like looking at a baby.

"Teng Shanhai, right? Give me another fetish, and I will spare you."