I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 617

[Chapter 600 The refusal of 8 respects, the achievement of Gou Wuyue]

“stop!”

At this time, Gou Wuyue’s belated shout came from within the cover of the country.

But the humiliation brought by the spiritual leader’s head being smashed by a palm, which one of the saint slaves can endure?

The battle is not over yet!

Another “Boom” sound.

Yu Lingdi’s body collapsed into pieces in mid-air, and in the storyteller’s hideous expression, he was smashed into pieces by the phantom of the ancient book hundreds of meters in size, and crushed on the huge purple begonia blooming on the ground.

“Huh.”

The strange purple begonia petals trembled.

With a soft sound, it closed like a piranha flower and devoured everything.

“Goo.”

The flower branches are like intestines, bulging downward and peristalizing.

“Gollum.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s Adam’s apple also rolled, and his face turned blue.

“I knew it, I knew it…”

“I knew that these people were in the White Cave, and they were just trying their best…”

This is so, so crazy!

A few big slashes, Taixu, co-authoring is just like playing, a set of tricks is used, and the so-called super-supernatural master Yu Lingdi, who claims to be able to annihilate Taixu, is gone?

“Spit it out for me!”

A sullen voice came from the sky.

At this time, No. 33 had already repaired his body, and burst into it.

But after all, he was more than a step slower.

When it came to the battlefield, the purple begonia flower that occupied the entire ground trembled slightly, as if burping, and the petals had returned to full bloom.

Thirty-three’s eyes were a little red.

Yu Lingdi is his partner.

Over the years, the two sides have witnessed the growth of each other.

I just made a mistake, my former partner…

Gone?

“broken!”

No. 33 roared angrily, raised his fist, and a white force of emptiness suddenly burst out from his fist, and he punched Haitang on the ground.

“scoff~”

Fist touch Begonia.

Begonia shook and turned into flying flowers.

But the so-called falling red is not ruthless, moisturizing things silently.

When a begonia dies, thousands of begonias will bloom from here again.

For a while, the world was spinning, the order of heaven collapsed, and the sea of flowers replaced everything in the situation.

“Crack!”

No. 33’s fist clenched loudly.

This familiar scene…

“The hometown of Huaxiang?”

The last time I got out of this terrifying predicament was after Yu Lingdi tried everything, and finally felt the water element of the flower breath.

Through the connection with the Great Dao of Myriad Realms, this realm is broken open.

And this moment.

Re-entering the “Hometown of Flower Fragrance”, Yuling Di has disappeared.

In this broken place, there was no Haitang’er’s command before, just exiled in the spatial fragmentation stream, the thirty-third tried thousands of eight hundred attacks, but it was completely ineffective.

Now, how can it be broken?

That is the re-engraved realm of the Seven Breakthroughs!

…

“what’s the situation?”

“Where is this, my God, it’s so beautiful, it’s even more beautiful than the fairyland I just saw…”

“Um, right?”

“It’s a fantasy again!!”

After losing the purple begonia and finally waking up from the predicament of Xianting, a group of white clothes looked at the boundless and beautiful sea of flowers in front of them, and they lost their minds again.

It didn’t take a moment for a spiritual master to realize that something was wrong.

The previous predicament, even so realistic that it can psychedelic people’s will, makes it difficult for them to think about the immortal garden dilemma, which is actually an illusion.

But at this moment, this sea of flowers is trapped, and you can still see your accomplices!

There are also people who can clearly recognize that this is an illusion?

“So, it’s not a fantasy!”

Among the terrified white-clothed people, the spirit formation masters who had experience in manipulating large-scale spirit formations such as the cover of the country, finally judged it by touching the eyes of the formation, feeling the formation patterns and other means.

This is not a fantasy.

Because of the so-called array eyes and array patterns, they can’t feel it at all at this moment.

This is so appropriate, it is not a fantasy.

“This is the realm!”

Finally someone told the truth.

But the people in the field, the throne and the slashing way are very important, but under the turns of attacks on this realm, they frequently fail.

Don’t talk about breaking the boundaries.

A single type of spiritual skill smashed on the flowers and bones in Zhou Tianmandi, only vacating a little space.

Ruddy things can fall.

Instead, it’s just that the other flower bones are nourished with more fertile energy and bloom more beautifully.

That’s all.

Nothing else works!

The scent of the flowers was so strong that everyone began to feel a little or even delirious.

“This is the realm?”

“Is the ability of this realm too strong?”

“I’m also a slasher, how could I get lost in a mere area?”

The outcry gradually diminished.

The white clothes of the throne cultivation base fell one by one and did not wake up, while the slashing Dao cultivation base could still support.

But the predicament-shaped realm took the lead, but it was the right time and place, and the people were gone, and it was very difficult to just resist.

“The hometown of flowers…”

Gou Wuyue stepped in front of the person, stared at it, a look of surprise on her face: “Haitang’er?”

Brush it.

No. 33 flashed behind Gou Wuyue.

“I have seen Senior Wuyue.”

There is no Yu Lingdi’s thinking.

This “Hometown of Flower Fragrance” is the realm of the forbidden edition of Seven Breaks, and it is also known as the ability to be confused and too empty…

He is a mysterious puppet with a weak mind. He is not afraid of fighting horizontally, but is afraid of this kind of trick.

It is impossible to say that one is separated from each other, and gradually break through.

Even if he is a puppet of heaven, he will fall under the miraculous means of this holy slave.

After all, at the very beginning, the axe-wielding old man showed his extraordinary power of emptiness—Ji Ling, a terrifying means that could threaten the puppet of the heavenly secret!

“Senior Wuyue, know me?”

Begonia’s curling flowers was a little surprised.

He had never seen Gou Wuyue.

Gou Wuyue was not responsible for the battle sector in the Northern Territory.

“The hometown of Huaxiang, I have long admired the name.” Gou Wuyue’s expression was somewhat solemn.

Same as number thirty-three.

At their level, they’re not afraid of being rude.

Because no matter how horizontal it is, it cannot be surpassed by the Sword Immortal.

But such crooked ways… Those who play with flowers, who can really play tricks, are the most deadly.

A not so good.

I don’t even know how to die!

Haitang’er smiled a little more and said, “Senior Wuyue, are you going to try to break my ‘Hometown of Flower Fragrance’? To be honest, I’m also very curious, whether my realm upper limit can be resisted by the Sword Immortal. a blow?”

Gou Wuyue stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

“Cut Dao?”

Haitang’er raised her brows and did not respond, Gou Wuyue knew everything.

“No need to try.”

He shook his head and refused: “You are not my opponent.”

After turning around, Gou Wuyue cast her gaze on the masked man.

“The mask, take it off.”

This is the tone of the command!

The masked man raised his brows, but didn’t care: “What else do you want to prove?”

“I said…mask, take it off!”

Gou Wuyue’s voice was very cold.

“Well.”

The masked man hesitated for a while, then nodded slowly, “Okay.”

As he said that, he actually started, slowly lifting the mask from the bottom to the top, revealing a face with coagulated blood scabs and stains inside.

The messy hair that was pressed close to the scalp, the twisted and twisted beards of different lengths, the turbid eyes that were completely indifferent and could not see the half-swordsman style of the past…

Gou Wuyue’s heart trembled.

But this is the face of the eight masters!

Even if there are imitations by outsiders, you have to think about imitation.

But real people are real people, and fakes are fakes.

Even if it is completely different from the temperament of decades ago, some things and some flavors cannot be erased by time.

What Gou Wuyue saw from this face was not sloppy.

Instead, the edges and corners were smoothed out by time, the fate was crushed by the way of heaven, and after being slaughtered by Hua Changdeng, a face that was slightly deteriorated, but still able to see the three-point style of the past.

“obedience……”

A word flashed in Gou Wuyue’s mind, and suddenly her pores opened slightly, and her hair stood up.

What a ridiculous word this is!

The vocabulary is not ridiculous.

It can be placed on the eighth sword immortal who used to look down on me for a lifetime…

obedience?

It’s like two parallel lines meet at a certain point.

That dirty face really shocked Gou Wuyue.

“Changed.” He murmured.

“Is it enough?”

The masked man laughed and said, “Not enough and more.”

He took off his gloves, the gloves of his hands, and tore the black robe that could protect his neck to his chest.

The eight fingers that lost the thumbs of both hands…

The eight fingers wandered past, and the neck was exposed to a shocking scar on the air…

Gou Wuyue firmly grasped the voice of Nu Lan in her palm.

He took a deep breath, his voice trembling.

“Tell me, what’s your name!”

Not a questioning tone, but an exclamation tone.

“I’ve already told you, it’s useless to talk too much.” The masked man laughed.

“name!”

Gou Wuyue roared.

The masked man’s expression froze for a moment.

From Gou Wuyue’s eyes, he could see the fiery fighting intent, which was his respect for his former opponent.

At this moment, his blood was surging, and his blood was boiling.

Even if you can’t fly…

“call out!”

A huge force suddenly came from the soles of his feet, and a blooming begonia pushed him up.

Subsequently.

Once the space underfoot is stable, it is completely solidified, and it can support a person’s standing.

The masked man turned his head to look away.

Haitang’er was smiling, and the storyteller’s eyes were full of encouragement.

Everyone knows that the so-called ancient sword cultivator has his own arrogance.

When self-reporting home, it is the moment when the sword ceremony is completed, and the battle comes.

“I can’t fly, but my partner can still make me stand at the height of the past…”

The masked man tightened his fingers, and the old color faded from his face.

He felt that his last declaration of war was not in place.

If he wanted to officially declare war, it was like the one who was forced by Gou Wuyue to not cover up even the slightest bit.

Being fair and upright… is the path the saint slave should take in the future!

“Eight, respect, familiar!”

The masked man’s eyes were full of sword intent, and he spoke eloquently and powerfully.

At this moment, the four swords in Xu Xiaoshou’s hand trembled wildly, and he let go and flew out of the sky.

The voice of Nu Lan in Gou Wuyue’s hand shook violently as well, almost breaking her mouth.

masked man…

No, the masked man is no longer masked at the moment.

He has a new name.

“My name, the eight masters!”

“Everyone in the world has imitated me, but until I was born again, no one could surpass me… the eight masters!”

Eight Zunyan said, with a wave of his hand, there were four swords that were about to stab straight away, and he ordered them back to Xu Xiaoshou.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the two swordsmen standing high in the sky, and at this moment, his blood boiled.

He stubbornly grabbed the four swords.

“Don’t make trouble, people don’t want you anymore, he knows eight respects, no sword is better than a sword!”

“Ugh-”

Surprisingly, Si Jian didn’t resist, but choked with a sob, as if he believed it to be true, and was really sad.

“Hahaha!”

“It’s a good sentence ‘When he was born, there are still no one surpassed by the eight masters’.”

Gou Wuyue raised her head and laughed.

Finish smiling.

He let go.

Nulan’s voice was suddenly relieved, and it stopped in mid-air with a buzzing sound, but did not fly away, but did not know how to make a choice.

“The promise of the past is still valid. You follow me, but it is a temporary commitment.”

Gou Wuyue waved his sleeves and said, “Now, your true master is here, go!”

He was hostile to the words that Ba Zun knew.

But speaking to the famous sword in front of him, he was all gentle.

With the voice of the words, it turned into a soft gaze, with a few strands of determination and a touch of reluctance.

But when it’s time to let go, let it go.

Relief, that’s all.

“Ugh-”

Nulan’s voice trembled even more violently.

Its choking sound is not as deadly as four swords, but a high-frequency hissing sound of the demon wind.

Everyone watching was dumbfounded.

Even outside the venue, the seven hundred holy guards hiding in the dead corner of the Eighth Palace were speechless.

No one would have imagined that the situation would take a turn for the worse, and the war would come in an instant.

No one thought that after Yuling dropped a palm, the saint slave ran away and disappeared on the spot.

He didn’t expect that Gou Wuyue would come in person, confirming the birth of the Eighth Sword Immortal!

“It’s going to change!”

Dozens of people in the audience, as well as seven or eight hundred people outside the venue, were excited and fearful.

But everyone knows that when the name “Eight Zunji” was officially recognized.

Today will change!

…

The battle is turning.

As soon as Gou Wuyue came out, the protagonists of heaven and earth could only be these two swordsmen.

The eight masters waved at the voice of the hesitant famous sword Nulan.

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His face was relieved, his hands and four fingers filtered through his hair, and the messy strands of hair were swept back to the back of his head.

“When you were abandoned in the past, you and I are no longer the same.”

“And now…”

Ba Zunyan looked at the hands with only four fingers left, and murmured, “It’s dirty and old… My hands can’t hold the sword even more.”

Put your hand to the left.

No one knew what he wanted to do.

However, Cenchov sighed, took out another wine gourd from the ring, and threw it over.

“I knew you had…”

Ba Zunyan shook his head and chuckled, his face stern, and then poured his face back up.

“Grumbling.”

Everyone was terrified.

Even Gou Wuyue was shocked by this bold gesture.

The Eighth Sword Immortal, who used to be known as not drinking a drop of alcohol and saving the chaotic sword from drunkenness…

“You really have changed.” Gou Wuyue murmured.

“How can people stay the same forever?”

Eight Zun knew how to drink the last drop, and threw the wine gourd away, his eyes became more playful, “You have also changed, but this warlike appearance that is not afraid of death has not changed at all.”

Gou Wuyue did not speak, but turned to look at the voice of Nulan.

“Om.”

The voice of the famous sword Nulan trembled, as if completely desperate.

It lost movement.

“Then come back!”

With a loud shout, Shen Jian woke up.

The Void Sword Intent was bright, reflecting the endless sea of flowers, and everyone felt that Gou Wuyue’s temperament had changed.

“Others don’t want you, I, Gou Wuyue, do!”

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