I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 587

[Chapter 571 Banished!]

“Xiao Wenming, what will you do…”

Storytellers are full of anticipation and love.

Xu Xiaoshou’s record was too brilliant.

Even if he didn’t want to admit it, in the ancient book space, he was really fooled from beginning to end.

Now that I think about it, the storyteller is actually a shame.

But at his height, the priority is very clear.

With a mere congenital realm, he can hide from the sky and the sea, and even hide from everyone in the ancient book space.

The storyteller knows how big Xu Xiaoshou’s potential is.

He knows more than anyone how much he weighs!

In the whole continent, there are very few who dare not even fight with it.

But in this case, Xu Xiaoshou can still do this…

I have to say that what can suppress the shame and anger in my heart at this moment is from the storyteller’s soul level, his desire for outstanding young people, and his love for talents.

“Wen Ming…”

“Xu Xiaoshou?”

“It doesn’t matter anymore!”

“At this moment, only extreme persecution can squeeze out a person’s true potential!” The storyteller thought to himself.

“Expected, passive value, +1.”

Lorelei in the distance also looked at Xu Xiaoshou a little hesitant.

It was the first time he had seen such a gesture of the young man in front of him.

Normally, no matter what situation he was in, even if Tianxuanmen was about to collapse, the guy seemed to be calm.

But now…

“Worried, passive value, +1.”

…

“How to do how to do?”

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart was already anxious like a grasshopper on a hot pot.

But on the surface, he never showed it at all.

“Since the seniors refused to give me half the chance…”

Xu Xiaoshou said word by word, “Then I, Xu Xiaoshou, have no choice but to resist.”

“Brother~” The storyteller corrected the slip of the tongue of the young man in the distance with a smile.

Xu Xiaoshou no longer dared to delay.

The White Cave can’t blow up.

In fact, he also believes that even if he understands “textile proficiency” and communicates with the rules of heaven and earth here, it will be difficult to detonate it for a while.

And this time, and enough storytellers to kill themselves several times.

So now…

Since the way of life is hard to find, then we have to resort to the killer!

Fist clenched.

Four swords were clenched tightly again.

On the body, the magic pattern that had just retreated reappeared.

Looking at the storyteller’s expectant eyes, Xu Xiaoshou slowly raised the fierce sword in his hand.

“Do you really want to fight?”

The storyteller raised his brows, unmoved.

In his eyes, Xu Xiaoshou was able to escape Vigil’s pursuit simply because the other party had scruples.

But the ability to cut the Tao, is it really that simple?

Taking a ten thousand steps back, he told the book, but he didn’t have the slightest concern!

Cooked duck, can it still take off with wings?

“kill!”

Xu Xiaoshou shouted angrily, and with four swords in hand, he was about to slash down.

The storyteller frowned.

Lorelei hurriedly backed away and gave way to the battlefield.

But just as the two of them were all looking forward to it, Xu Xiaoshou in the distance was slashed with a sword, but there was no shock at all.

The void hummed.

Just now, Xu Xiaoshou, who seemed to be fighting with blood, suddenly disappeared.

“The disappearance technique again?”

“Suspected, passive value, +1.”

The storyteller was stunned for a moment.

He immediately raised his hand and blocked the space directly.

“Xiao Wenming, don’t try it. Your moves are fresh, but what about the consumption of spiritual energy?”

The storyteller smiled and persuaded: “You can’t break through this space. It’s true that people can’t see you now, but can you get out?”

…

Whatever it is, run!

Xu Xiaoshou only wanted to escape in one step.

fighting?

What a joke!

How many pounds and two taels do you have in your heart?

As soon as the “Disappearance” is activated,

In fact, he immediately stepped forward.

However, he suddenly discovered that his teleportation was clearly able to run nearly a mile away.

At this moment, it was more than ten feet away, as if hitting a barrier.

Stop it abruptly!

The atmosphere was awkward and solemn.

A drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of his brow.

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart fell directly to the bottom.

“Sure enough… not.”

Although he was well prepared, when the result came, Xu Xiaoshou still realized that the god of death was coming.

The storyteller said it well.

“Disappearance” is strong, but not invincible.

When the spiritual essence is exhausted, it is the time when the body is dead!

And now, this space has been exiled again?

out on a limb!

“No time to waste…”

His thoughts went crazy, at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou could no longer find a solution to the problem in front of him from his own side.

He finally took out the stone-shaped A-ring that he squeezed tightly.

“Jiebao, Mama, this level may really be difficult to pass…”

“Mama…”

A Jie trembled in his hand, and then a red light flashed.

The next second, he transformed into a little boy and appeared directly in front of Xu Xiaoshou.

A Jie, who was more than a head lower than his own Mama, suddenly opened his hands, which cut off the front and back, as if opening a brand new world.

“Protected, passive value, +1.”

Xu Xiaoshou was not even half moved.

Some, just full of guilt.

Ah Jie has the power of being too vain, but it is indeed too vain.

That kind of unstable ability can be released again, not to mention, if it really shows up, will it definitely be able to resist the storyteller’s combat power?

In the past, although A Jie said that when he was strong, he was strong.

But in theory, this strength is limited.

Ruoruo Ajie is really a puppet of the powerhouse that is capable of competing with the peak of Dao Slashing, and the nine-death thunder calamity has completely crossed.

Will it be simply imprisoned in Tianxuanmen and treated in the cold?

There are no fools in Tiansang Linggong.

Someone must know the value of A Jie.

If you can’t get it out, it shows two problems:

One, dare not.

Two, it doesn’t fit!

And with Sang Lao, what else is there to dare?

So……

“A ring!”

Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand and put it on A Jie’s shoulder, showing determination in his eyes.

He can stand up for Xin Gugu, face several big cuts and dozens of thrones alone.

At this moment, there is no reason to abandon the more intimate Jiebao, let it break, and leave alone.

“Hold on for a while, just a little while…”

“Mama, I’m going to try a big one.”

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was only full of madness!

…

the other side.

“Oh?”

Seeing the place where the young man disappeared in the distance, a little boy wearing a straw hat and sackcloth suddenly appeared.

The storyteller’s eyes flashed with surprise.

“Did he change again?”

The thought in my mind only flashed, and the storyteller immediately rejected it.

The breath of this little boy…

Do not.

No breath at all.

This is a dead thing!

“Heavenly Puppet?”

Staring for half a breath, shock appeared in the storyteller’s pupils.

Dao Qiongcang’s heavenly puppet, that Xiao Wenming, even has one?

“Good guy!”

At this moment, the storyteller’s desire for Wen Ming was simply elevated to an unparalleled level.

He licked his bright red lips, “Little brother, you, it’s up to you!”

“Mama…”

A Jie murmured softly, a red light flashed in his eyes, not disgraceful to his mission.

Huh.

Disappeared in place in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had already fallen behind the storyteller.

“So fast!”

The storyteller was subconsciously short, and the wind suddenly exploded above his head.

A Jie splits with one leg.

Seeing no results, he twisted his body directly, and a belly-turned elbow hit the low altitude.

“boom!”

Void was directly topped off.

But the storyteller has already bowed his calf, and his whole body is bouncing high.

He even leaned over in a leisurely manner, picked up Ah Jie’s straw hat, and touched his smooth head.

“Anything warm?”

Slightly startled, the storyteller was a little dumbfounded.

This is just like a living person, not like those arrogant puppets I have seen at that time.

“Mama!”

Ah Jie was angry.

The red light in the eyes directly faded from blood to scarlet.

After just two clicks, it already realized that the human being in front of him was too strong.

The invincible melee attack at that time was completely avoided by the opponent.

Then, switch to play!

“Hey—”

Pores all over the body bloom.

An extremely high-pitched, ear-piercing, ultra-high-decibel sudden sound suddenly spread in all directions.

Lorelei, who had retreated to the extreme rear, was too late to react, and was directly stabbed by the sound, causing his pores to explode, and his ears bleed.

“what sound!”

The six senses were closed in an instant, but the sonic attack was pervasive and penetrated directly from the body.

The sea of air rolled instantly.

Even the soul seems to be directly penetrated by this sound.

Lorelei immediately put on the mask of pain.

“Heavenly Road Blocking!”

The storyteller was also stabbed slightly in the air.

But he reacted all of a sudden, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off the Heavenly Dao in the space where Lorelei was, and protected it.

But it was just such a delay, A Jie’s fist was already enlarged in his pupils.

“It’s very strong…”

The storyteller pursed his lips.

He didn’t even choose to avoid it, it was just that the space in front of him was slightly distorted, and his face seemed to sag a little.

Then, before the folded space, A Jie’s fist slid directly against the storyteller’s skin.

No harm in the slightest!

It seems to be only a millimeter away, but in fact…

“open.”

The storyteller opened his teeth lightly and smiled.

The folded space before the tender skin on the cheeks was liberated, and A Jie’s fist was bounced several feet away in an instant.

“Little brother, do you want to touch others too?”

The storyteller stretched out his hand with a sly smile, and his head collapsed.

“Bang!”

The space was directly exploded.

The terrifying blasting impact directly hit Ah Jie’s eyebrows.

With a bang, the sackcloth above his body cracked directly, and A Jie’s figure flew up and volleyed, and was directly collapsed dozens of feet away.

“so hard……”

The storyteller looked at his middle finger in shock.

The part of the fingernail was completely bruised.

Under the experience of dealing with Bai Yi many times, Tian Ji Puppet, his storyteller has actually come into contact with a lot, and naturally knows that this existence is basically a steel body that can be compared to the body of a throne.

But after preparations were made, it was not A Jie’s body that broke his brain, but the space!

but!

The force of the shock back still hurts himself…

“You pissed me off!”

Looking at the cracked fingernails, the beautiful patterns of the nail polish on the top have been eroded, and the storyteller’s eyes turned sullen.

There was hardly a half-minute interval rhythm, and he took out “Yin-Yang Life and Death?”, turned around and slammed into the sky behind him.

“Bang!”

A Jie, who was directly behind the storyteller and wanted to punch him down, didn’t even react at this moment, and was pulled into the sky.

“The fighting consciousness of the peak of a realm… is very strong.”

The storyteller was amazed, and then changed the conversation, “But they are the second realm. Your reaction and speed are simply not enough in their eyes!”

With a look in his eyes, the storyteller’s fingers twitched.

“Swish…”

Life and death of yin and yang? Floating in the air, the pages of the book move without wind, turning the scroll independently, the sound of rustling resounds in all directions in the lonely void.

“Netherworld Dragon Head!”

The storyteller flicked his fingers, the pages stopped turning, and settled on a blank one.

The next moment, a golden hieroglyph appeared on it.

The words converged, turned into a ferocious dragon head, and appeared on the paper.

The sky and the earth were suddenly dark, and there seemed to be something covering the sky and the sun, blocking the crimson sky in the White Cave.

“Ow—”

A loud dragon roar started from the sky, and the sound stopped Xingyun.

At this moment, even the continuous falling rain curtain on the horizon seemed to be interrupted directly.

“Confinement!”

The storyteller pulled his hand, and the gloomy dragon head of hundreds of meters in size that approached from the sky, the dragon mouth opened wide, and the mouth came down.

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“Bang!”

Ah Jie’s body that was blown away did not have time to resist, and fell directly between the steel teeth of Longkou.

The space that was originally repaired for several miles around exploded in an instant.

The rules of the Tao of Heaven appeared, and the White Cave was crumbling.

The storyteller turned the page again and pointed slightly.

“Congeal.”

Golden hieroglyphs jumped out of the pages, and with a flick of the storyteller’s skirt sleeves, they merged into this world.

The turmoil in the White Caves immediately stabilized.

But in mid-air, A Jie, who was imprisoned by the dragon head, couldn’t escape the imprisonment no matter how hard he struggled.

…

“damn it……”

The high-strength, compressed form of “Song of Ice, Fire and Fire” created by Xu Xiaoshou sacrificed, and it didn’t even have time to take shape. Seeing this scene, my heart was broken.

“Mama!”

“Mama!”

A Jie was clearly not calling for help, but was struggling loudly.

But at this moment, in Xu Xiaoshou’s ears, it was a sign that his own child was being bullied.

“Death to Laozi!”

Xu Xiaoshou, who couldn’t help taking one step to the sky, held high the energy of ice and fire to compress the light spot, and tried his best to control the energy balance of the light spot to keep it from exploding.

On the other side, there will be four swords savagely, plunged into the dark dragon head.

“Ow!”

The dragon head shook violently.

The storyteller’s eyes moved.

What did he see?

The azure light and ghostly dragon head, which is in no way unfavorable, was directly dyed into ink by black lines at this moment?

He could not see Xu Xiaoshou in the state of disappearance.

But in the current scene, it is not difficult to see that Xu Xiaoshou has already made his move!

Still use four swords to shoot!

“Confinement!”

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The storyteller directly narrowed the confinement range of the space, locking the distance of several dozen meters to the ten meters near the Nether Dragon Head.

“One step to the sky!”

After Xu Xiaoshou finished his vote, he wanted to get out, but found that it was useless.

“Disappearance” certainly has the penetrating attribute.

But the confinement of the storyteller is not completely controlled within the space.

In another way of exile, he directly completely abandoned a certain dimension from the way of heaven.

This caused Xu Xiaoshou, who was exiled in the space, as if he had been pinched by a storyteller before… The sky and the earth are huge, and there is nowhere to go!

“Ten feet…”

“To a dozen feet…”

“And then to a few feet, a few feet…”

Turning his head, Xu Xiaoshou instantly understood what the storyteller was thinking.

Every time you move, the opponent can compress a wave of range.

And the number of movements is more, when the exiled space is reduced to only a few feet, or a few feet…

“The disappearance technique will indirectly fail!”

Knowing everything, Xu Xiaoshou set off a storm in his heart.

Absolutely!

The fighting consciousness of this perverted man in the red dress is absolutely incredible!

invisible.

Then he used the trick of space compression, when he was imprisoned so that he could only move in a small area…

Does it matter whether you can see it or not?

The turtle is in the urn.

When to close the network, just a thought!

“Damn, I encountered a hard stubble…”

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill in his heart.

He felt death beckoning to him.

When did the storyteller lose the heart to play and play, does it mean that he is already on the verge of death?