I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 631

[Chapter 613 People who are dying, why make a noise?]

“I have a passive skill ()”!

“What nonsense are you talking about!”

Sang Lao tilted his head and scolded, his eyes fixed, his lips curled up, “Wuyue old dog, I haven’t seen you for a long time, I miss you very much.”

Gou Wuyue slanted the sword , but his eyes passed over him and fell on Xu Xiaoshou.

“Your apprentice?”

“Not bad.” Sang Lao narrowed his eyes.

“I thought he was Ba Zun’an’s apprentice.”

“Then you are wrong.”

Sang Lao laughed: “Ba Zungan wants to rob the old man’s apprentice, but unfortunately, he can’t grab it~”

Xu Xiaoshou: “…”

He Why didn’t you find yourself so attractive?

“Little Stone Tan Ji…”

Gou Wuyue whispered and asked, “Where is Yu Lingdi?”

He could feel the pure fire element from this space.

But in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, there are no water elements, and even the water rules of this space have been cut.

There is no doubt that Yu Lingdi has been here before.

Sang Lao’s 100,000-strong mountain dragon merged into the world, and it was more likely that Yu Lingdi had drawn it out.

“What did you say?” The

old man pressed the straw hat, put his five fingers, and a drop of water seeped out from the palm of his hand.

“Woo~” The

low whining sound dissipated, and if the eyes of the three present were not all on the water droplet, it would be difficult to detect it.

“This is Yuling Di?”

Xu Xiaoshou was first shocked.

He really didn’t expect that the dignified master of the profound meaning of the water system would fall into Lao Sang’s hands, and not even a single wave could come out. It was really refined into a drop of raw liquid!

Gou Wuyue’s brows furrowed

, sword intent in the void.

It was obviously a high temperature space, but Xu Xiaoshou shivered inexplicably.

Killing intent!

Gou Wuyue, he really wants to kill!

“Don’t worry, it’s not dead yet.”

Sang Lao flicked his fingers, and the water droplets fell in the air. He smiled and said, “But if you are one step later, the result will be two words.”

“Let him go.” Gou Wuyue said indifferently.

“Okay.”

Sang Lao nodded: “You call Bai Yiquan over, let the saint slave, let Cen Qiaofu, and the old man let Yu Lingdi.”

Gou Wuyue’s eyes sank.

This is absolutely impossible.

In the Eighth Palace, Cen Qiaofu fought against the backwater with the blood tree on his back, dragging the 33rd and most of the white-clothed slashers, which can be said to be extremely difficult.

But the sequelae of the blood tree are too great.

Not surprisingly, in the end he was bound to be captured by No. 33.

On the storyteller’s side…

Although they have been imprisoning Bai Yi continuously, as long as they are not able to leave this place immediately.

When Gou Wuyue finished cleaning up the old man with the straw hat in front of him, the storyteller, he couldn’t escape.

The only ones with a high chance of not being able to win are the eight Zungan and Haitang’er.

He Gou Wuyue, how could he give up the main task for the sake of Yu Lingdi?

“Tsk tsk.”

Sang Lao was speechless, looking at the water droplets still struggling helplessly in his palm, shook his head and sighed: “Little poor, you have been abandoned.”

“Xu Xiaoshou!”

Sang Lao was still talking, but Xu Xiaoshou There was another voice of the old man in my ear.

He was startled, nodded slightly, and realized that it was Mr. Sang who was transmitting sound.

“Go to the southeast, the storyteller is waiting for you there, leave immediately.”

Xu Xiaoshou, who got the content of the summons, froze instead.

“How about you?” he asked.

“Old man, I’ll be there later.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

“If not…”

“Why so much nonsense!” Sang Lao suddenly turned his head, his eyes were sunken, and the dark circles in his eyes were extremely deep.

Xu Xiaoshou pursed his lips.

He knew that staying here would only be a drag.

Whether Lao Sang is Gou Wuyue’s opponent, perhaps, he has no choice but to believe.

After all, this is a transcendent existence that can escape from Gou Wuyue’s sword repeatedly in Central Region and Qinglong County… After

a while, Lao Sang spoke again. This time, he didn’t have a voice transmission.

“Look good, from what you know to what you won’t, the last way to die of the Elemental Body…”

“What?”

“Absolute power!”

Xu Xiaoshou nodded in cooperation, took a half step back, and looked at the sea of qi.

The sea of qi is already full, a disappearance technique, and more “one step to the sky”, you can immediately escape from here.

The duo is good.

Gou Wuyue didn’t notice anything at all.

He just watched Sang Qiye suddenly unblock all the power of the Dao in his hand.

In an instant, the water droplets struggled and changed violently, and an extremely illusory figure was formed in front of Sang Qiye.

“Yu Lingdi…”

Gou Wuyue’s pupils trembled.

It was so weak that it would drift away even when the wind blew, as if only a soul body was left.

If it wasn’t for the familiar aura that could be felt from it, it would be hard to tell that it was the head of the Spiritual Radical – Yuling Drop just based on the face whose face was so blurred!

“Sang Qiye!”

Gou Wuyue shouted in a deep voice, raised her sword and flirted with the clouds.

A dazzling golden light suddenly leaked out, and the ladder style reappeared in the world. Layers of golden staircase virtual images appeared, but they were completely split in half with the sound of a sword chant.

The sword qi broke through the world and arrived in an instant.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that his whole body was locked.

It was obvious that the sword energy was not locked on him, but the strong death energy still covered him.

ear.

Sang Lao was not even a little worried, and a calm voice came.

“Take thoughts into shapes, attach them to the body; take spirits into thoughts, and illusions into shapes; penetrate the heavens and merge the illusions of the nine gods. The virtual is real, and the real is virtual…”

The sound of the Brahma and Brahma is like a big bell. Lu exploded in his mind.

The obscure and incomprehensible formulas are like a fire, and they are only half understood, but they are still deeply etched into Xu Xiaoshou’s soul.

At the moment when this extravagant voice faded away, a memory seemed to be evoked in his mind.

Xu Xiaoshou only felt that the passage of time was slow at this moment.

Gou Wuyue’s sword energy broke through the world, just at the very moment.

But in front of Lao Lao Sang’s sleeves, it was like an eternal thought, unmoved by the outside world.

“Tru, God, Nian!” A

faint white light flashed around Lao Sang’s body.

Very light, very shallow, it can only lift up the rustling of the clothes.

But when the three words settled down, the Wuqiang mighty force that gushed out from the 100,000-strong mountain, like a shining sun falling into the world, seemed to be summoned by Sang Lao with a soft call.

Do not!

Not like!

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes widened, and he stared at the Dragon Rong Realm, which was covered tens of thousands of miles away, and shattered in an instant.

The hot white flame took Sang Lao’s body as the base point of the black hole, and traveled through time and space in an instant, even faster than Gou Wuyue’s sword, and instantly merged into Sang Lao’s body.

The sky is dim.

The vast white strip disappeared.

Everyone who was previously in the Dragon Rong Realm looked up at the sky and returned to reality after adapting to the intensity of the white flames. It should have been a blessing, but everyone seemed to be distorted.

Dim, just for a moment!

At this moment, even the golden light of the ladder type was difficult to pick up again!

Lao Sang raised his hands high, and the grass hat covered half of his face.

“Sleeveless · Red Burnt Hands.” Chi

~ What

came up in response was the withered sleeves and robes of the minnows after being blown by the breeze.

From fingertips, wrists, to elbows, shoulders…

Old Sang’s withered hands rapidly turned black and charred from the outside in at a speed visible to the naked eye.

high temperature!

Extreme heat!

Xu Xiaoshou was clearly far apart.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the dark red sleeveless hands in the scorched black, his eyes were directly ignited by the white flame, and the pain caused him to immediately turn his eyes away.

“Truly mind…”

He was shocked.

Sang Lao, will thoroughly understand!

It’s not the half-hearted level of faint spirituality of the little monk Bu Le.

This style of “Sleeveless · Red Jiao Hand”, at first glance, is the same level of transcendent spiritual sense of the “God Punishment and Punishment” created by Que Leihan, the leader of the ten thrones!

“This is, an absolute attack?”

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart was beating wildly.

He can’t move anything!

Reason tells him that when these two peerless bosses are fighting, the most important thing he should do is to immediately activate the disappearance technique.

But even the soul was locked by Gou Wuyue’s style.

Xu Xiaoshou was even stagnant in his thinking, and wanted to call out the three awakening skills that could free him, but Lao Sang could only think about eternity, but he could only think about eternity.

——Think, but can’t do it!

The god of death waved his scythe, the world was gloomy in the golden and white light, Xu Xiaoshou’s face was as pale as earth.

Before that sword came, his soul was already cracked.

But at this critical moment, Lao Sang’s sleeveless, red-hot hand that traveled through time and space was stuck before the sword qi took shape.

“Sword?”

He

sneered

, his scorched black hand stretched out only two fingers and clicked lightly, “I hate swords the most in my life.”

shrunk.

Xu Xiaoshou let out a “poof” blood and flew out.

But the sword qi that ripped apart the ladder seemed to be slammed on the brakes by the door.

After Sang’s second finger got stuck, it was difficult to move forward.

The next moment.

“Boom!” The

void suddenly exploded, and the steam surged up and down, pushing up into the sky like a tsunami.

The space debris withered, scorched and melted in the mist.

The clouds turned into mist, and the sunset suddenly arrived in the sky.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a tightness in his chest and dizziness.

He had been blasted away, and the battle didn’t even happen by his side, but he couldn’t even catch a slight aftermath.

This is the battle scene of the real powerhouse?

“Pupu.”

The sword energy that was caught by the two fingers suddenly lit up with white flames, and within half a breath, it was almost invisible.

Sang Lao raised his head with a smile on his face: “Old Dog Wuyue, do you know why this old man has not killed your subordinates for so long?

”

“How dare you?!”

Lao Sang lowered his eyes, as if the bodhisattva lowered his eyelids and did not see mercy.

“Your subordinates dare to move the old man’s apprentice, and fight Xiantian with the throne. Such a shameless person, the old man, is to cut him in front of your Wuyue Sword Immortal!”

Two fingers can burn Gou Wuyue and lift the ladder. Mode.

At this moment, Sang Lao stretched out a whole arm!

An extremely high temperature arm that was completely scorched black and not even a half of the flesh color was seen!

“Gugugu…”

Yu Lingdi’s figure in front of him struggled quickly and twisted.

The outline of his blurred face was looming, and there was panic in his eyes, but with all his strength, he turned into a mouth, spit out a little black light, and roared.

“Old man, do you really think you can kill me Yu Lingdi? I still have evil sins in my hands…”

Chi!

Black hand blade cross cut.

It should be a splash of water.

But Gou Wuyue, who floated up, and Xu Xiaoshou, who was swept away by the battle, could see clearly.

That elemental body, in the face of the absolute power of this sleeveless and red burnt hand, really seems to be completely ineffective.

Blood sprayed and splattered.

One hand behind the blade.

At the same moment when Yu Lingdi was headed by the owl, along with the whole body and the splattered blood, it was vaporized on the spot, and even half a minute of reaction time was not given to others.

Sang Lao lowered his arms, nodded his head, and snorted under the straw hat.

“A dying person, why make a noise?” The

scene was extremely deadly.

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

He watched from a distance, and he didn’t understand why the names of the other saints and slaves were so iconic.

Storyteller, old woodcutter, eighth sword immortal…

Du Du Sang Lao, just the ordinary word “sleeveless”.

But what I saw today, the figure of the old man with grass, who dared to slash his close relatives in front of the Seven Sword Immortals, the black and rotten hands, and the sleeveless robes that couldn’t even protect the heavens because of the activation of the spiritual sense… ”

Sleeveless?”

Xu Xiaoshou whispered.

Do not.

This should not be called “sleeveless”, this is called “invincible”!

” Sang

, Qi, Ye!”

Gou Wuyue’s voice was completely deserted, Ruo Jiuyou was cold, and the chill spread all over the world.

He knew that this old guy did it on purpose!

It wasn’t that Gou Wuyue couldn’t save Yu Lingdi with a single sword, but the old guy was waiting.

Waiting for Yu Lingdi to be calcined and refined to the weakest state…

Waiting for him Gou Wuyue to return to the game, and a ray of hope in his heart…

Waiting for Yu Lingdi to be able to see again in hell Bright, a glimpse of the beautiful moment of heaven…

He, and then personally obliterate it!

Yu Lingdi, in fact, has long since died.

Sang Qiye not only blocked the sword energy with two fingers, he even blocked the time!

Stuck at a particularly clear node of old and new hatred, he used his famous stunt to stir the anger of both sides to the extreme.

The most uncomfortable extreme!

Gou Wuyue sighed heavily.

He knew what Sang Qiye was going to do.

The other party is nothing more than asking him to stay and fight completely, completely cutting off his thoughts of supporting the Quartet.

Thoroughly, in this third confrontation, the previous two unfinished battles were completely ended.

Obviously, Sang Qiye, succeeded.

Gou Wuyue stopped in mid-air.

He retracted his sword and lowered his sleeves, mourning three breaths of silence for Yu Lingdi, and then raised his eyes.

“Om–” In the

area of ten thousand miles, the power of blue was pulled out from the earth, transformed into thousands of Mo swords, and slowly flew into the sky.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying, and Gou Wuyue’s robe was rustling wildly.

Every time the Ten Thousand Mo Sword rose one inch, the earth pressed down three feet.

“Om, hum, hum…”

The rhythmic sound of the sword sounded, piercing all directions.

Lian Yuan, who was in the endgame in the Eighth Palace, joined a group of white clothes to look away.

They took Cenchev, who had been drained by the blood tree.

But over there, the battle of Moonless Sword Immortal seems to have just begun.

Even, the voice of the sword world seems to be swearing to everyone.

“In the game of life and death, no idlers should enter!”

It was obvious.

The idlers here, including Zhan Dao, also include his heavenly puppet.

…

“So strong.”

Xu Xiaoshou’s scalp exploded, and even his soul was about to crack at the sound of the sword.

At this time, thousands of Mo Jian had already volleyed into the sky and turned into a sword formation.

In the eyes of the formation, Sang Lao, who was wearing a sleeveless robe, stood with his arms down, he seemed to be smiling.

In this world, if there is a real enemy.

Then he Sang Qiye seems to have had a relationship with Gou Wuyue, one of the Seven Sword Immortals in front of him, decades ago, and it will be difficult to kill him in his life.

There are one thing and two things, but in the end it ends at the third time.

This battle is the battle he longs for.

Likewise, it was the battle that Gou Wuyue longed for.

But before the war…

Old Sang looked back, his lips knitted together.

“Run.”

A word came from Xu Xiaoshou’s ear, and he immediately felt that the restraint around his stiff body was broken, and he regained his mobility.

For the first time, he knew what was best to do in the moment.

“Disappear…”

Before half a sentence in his mind, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

“Pumping!”

“Pumping!”

His heart suddenly beat wildly, Xu Xiaoshou didn’t know why.

He was stunned for a while, and then he remembered that it seemed to be a special induction a bit similar to “perception” — a whim.

But there has never been a single time when a whim came so terrifying that he would make him, a master, to donate blood for no reason!

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