I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 953

[Chapter 901 Sword Immortal + Divine Sword = Holy Emperor?]

“Dao’s heart is not strong, you should be punished!”

Dao Qiongcang turned to Jianxiu in the Eastern Region again.

So the Holy Spirit of the Tenth Century trembled, and the rays of light descended, purifying the negative state of all sword cultivators, and then slammed them down to the ground.

“The Lord of the Taoist Temple is wise!” The

spiritual master on the side quickly helped up his friends and comrades in arms. For fear that these people would be smashed, he would not choose to say anything, and added: “The Lord of the Taoist Temple helped you to solve the influence of going crazy, and also Use the Holy Light to help you strengthen your Taoism, and you must not mess around.”

Jianxiu in the Eastern Region, how dare you mess around?

After getting up one by one, they bowed in fear and felt uneasy: “I was almost affected by that broken sword, and I almost died. Thank you, the Lord of the Taoist Temple, for saving your life.

” , fell into contemplation.

“Famous sword?”

“In my impression, it seems that only the Demon Lord, the Demon Sword and Ten Thousand Soldiers, that has been lost for hundreds of years, can influence all swordsmen to this point…”

Someone was shocked: “The Demon Sword? You said the above. That broad sword is the fourth sword in the twenty-one famous swords?”

“It’s possible!”

“This magic sword does not have a sword holder, and it can be so powerful, the top three swords, how much should it be? Strong?”

“…”

Everyone was silent.

It turned out that the person who caused the semi-sage to shoot was the fourth in the famous sword list, the demon master of the magic sword and ten thousand soldiers?

Rumors began to spread.

The phantom of the sacred thoughts in the sky in the sky, but after locking the magic sword, it focused on the black dragon scales.

He wanted to move and take this weird thing down together.

But after all, time was delayed by the magic sword.

Taking advantage of this period of time, the heartbeat in the Saint Emperor’s dragon scales had already accelerated to the extreme, and finally stopped abruptly.

“Bump!” The

last dull heartbeat stopped, and everyone felt that their souls were trembling, and they had an ominous premonition.

“This dragon scale has mutated again!” The real person Huang Yang was close to him, and the spirit of Taixu was also strong. He could see the dragon scale, and black magic energy began to escape.

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“It’s terrifying. The last time the dragon scales mutated and a magic sword burst out, what will happen this time?” Hong Dang, the dragon subduing hand, looked shocked and could not help but retreat a little.

The distant dragon scales fell into a high-frequency tremor.

The black magic energy escaped with the trembling, and filled nine days in the blink of an eye.

Dao Qiongcang’s holy thought phantom was unmoved, and when the fairy sleeve was lifted again, the Holy Spirit Array of the Tenth Century was called to drop the purifying rays of light, and it was necessary to eliminate these demonic qi.

“Chi” sounded.

This time, the much-anticipated good results did not come.

The moment Xia Guang touched the magic energy, it was directly dyed black.

The black climbed up along the rays of the sun, infiltrating the Heavenly Secret Dao pattern of the Holy Spirit Formation of the Tenth Century.

The Heavenly Secret Dao pattern, which has a holy and bright white color, was also sullied in an instant, turning it into a complete black.

Darkness is coming!

“My God…”

The spiritual masters in the Eastern Sky King City and Yunlun Mountains all fell into panic when they looked at the dark world that suddenly turned into a world of demonic energy.

The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation had temporarily replaced the world with a radius of 100,000 miles and became the spiritual sustenance of everyone.

And this time, Xiaguang did not purify the magic energy, but was polluted.

Since then, the whole world has become a hell on earth.

gloomy!

Scary!

After the Heavenly Secret Dao pattern was polluted, the demonic energy began to permeate everything again.

In the black world, demonic energy emanated from the earth, and black liquid dripped from the tips of the leaves in the trees. Even people were affected by their inner panic, and they all became stunned and started talking nonsense.

“It’s all demonized…”

Rao Yaoyao didn’t expect that the holy emperor dragon scale only possesses the power of the devil emperor black dragon, and it can also have such a great influence on everyone and things outside the Void Island.

She pondered for a while, and saw that Dao Qiongcang was limited by the two domains.

The power of the Holy Spirit Formation of the Tenth Century is limited. If it is necessary to spend holy power to help thousands of innocent spiritual masters, in addition to that, the power used to deal with the Demon Emperor Black Dragon will definitely be weakened.

The Demon Emperor Heilong is in the realm of the Holy Emperor, and the Dao Qiongcang is a semi-sage. He was already weak in the realm of cultivation. How could he be distracted to take care of mortals?

“Teng Shanhai, guard the cracks in the Void Island, and notify me immediately if there is any other movement.” Rao Yaoyao then carried the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, jumped, and jumped to the side of the phantom of Dao Qiong Cang Cang Sacred Thought.

“What do you want to do?” Teng Shanhai was frightened.

In the confrontation at the level of holy power, what can you do when you are a little Seven Sword Immortal?

You can only talk about others, and don’t take your own safety into consideration, right?

Rao Yaoyao calmly took out a drop of holy blood, red lips, and took it on the spot.

“Do a little… what you can do!”

She didn’t say more, but closed her eyes and slowly lifted the Xuan Cang Divine Sword.

“Om!” The

Void Sword Intent is vertical and horizontal, in the dark world surrounded by demonic energy, thanks to the help of the Holy Power, a bright edge can be torn open and presented in the eyes of the demonized world.

“Red Dust Sword…”

Rao Yaoyao pointed his toes and jumped into the air, like a carp leaping into the lake and sea, his figure turned invisible and merged into the void.

“One sword, refining the heart!” The

Xuan Cang Divine Sword turned into ripples in the center of the lake and sea, and slashed at the thousands of spiritual refiners who were infected by demonic energy. The power of the black dragon launched a head-to-head confrontation.

Rao Yaoyao majored in Love Swordsmanship among the Nine Great Swordsmanships.

The first realm of love swordsmanship, the sword of red dust, is the experience of the state of mind.

With this sword, Rao Yaoyao never hurt the spirit refiners in the slightest, but under the action of the holy force, the power of the black dragon of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon was divided into a major obstacle on the path of thousands of spirit refiners.

As long as the spiritual masters can overcome this barrier, they can not only eliminate the influence of the power of the black dragon in an instant, but also raise more than one level in the state of mind.

It’s a pity…

although the idea is good, Rao Yaoyao ignored the gap in the level of power.

Even the tenth century holy spirit formation in the sky has been tainted by the power of the black dragon. Her “Red Dust Sword”, which can only be cut by borrowing holy blood, is not even comparable to the tenth century holy spirit formation in terms of the breath of holy power alone. thread.

“Pfft!”

In just half a breath, Rao Yaoyao’s figure was shaken back from the void, and when he opened his mouth, blood spurted out, his eyes full of astonishment.

On the road of mental state experience, her sword could not even transform the power of the black dragon in the slightest, let alone help all spiritual masters.

to no avail!

“Rao Yaoyao, don’t force it, this is a duel at the level of holy power, you haven’t stepped into this step yet.” There was a holy voice in my ears.

Rao Yaoyao tilted her head and looked at the phantom of the holy thoughts in the sky.

She knew that this was Dao Qiong’s exhortation.

But she didn’t listen.

“The Demon Emperor Black Dragon took great pains to send out its dragon scales. There must be a mystery in it, and the Heavenly Dao blockade of the Holy Spirit Continent is against everyone. You are the master of the main hall. Can there be exceptions and you can use your semi-sacred full power?” Rao Yaoyao calmly analyzed.

After a pause, she continued her voice transmission: “The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation, you used to block the time and space to prevent the saint emperor’s remnants from escaping, and you have already spent a lot of energy, and you have to spend more effort to solve the troubles of the mortal spiritual masters. How much energy is left to deal with the Dragon Scales of the Holy Emperor?”

Dao Qiongcang’s holy thought phantom was silent, as if he had been told by Rao Yaoyao.

Throughout the battle situation in the Yunlun Mountains, everyone thought that he was a half-sage from the sky, and the scenery was infinite.

But in fact, the difficulties of Dao Qiong can only be known by people at the status level of Rao Yaoyao.

“You keep the power to deal with the dragon scales, the troubles of the spiritual master, I will solve it.” Rao Yaoyao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The power of the holy blood has grown wildly over time, and she has strong confidence in her words.

Dao Qiongcang’s holy thought phantom paused for a moment, then stopped stopping, and said, “Do what you can, remember, your life is more important than the sum of all the people present.”

Rao Yaoyao’s eyes flashed. Impatient flashed: “Don’t tell me this!” After saying that

, she stopped paying attention to the half-sacred way, and jumped up again, holding the Xuan Cang Divine Sword aloft.

Holy blood, to put it bluntly, is only half holy blood.

Seven Sword Immortals, to put it clearly, is only in the realm of emptiness.

With the sword in front of “Red Dust · Refinement”, Rao Yaoyao knows how big the gap is between the power of the Holy Emperor and the power below the Holy level.

For outsiders, the gap in Gu Xing

would not be able to make up for a while.

Rao Yaoyao is different.

She raised her eyes slightly, stared at the divine sword Xuan Cang with a pious look, and whispered: “It’s up to you…”

Xuan Cang’s divine sword, one of the five great artifacts of chaos, is used to suppress the luck of the Holy Spirit’s headquarters on Guizhe Holy Mountain. Treasure, this action was asked to come out of the mountain, and the plan was nothing more than to deal with the current emergency.

If it is said that there is any external force in this world that can resist the power of the Holy Emperor.

That should only be the power of luck that has been nurtured in the Xuan Cang Divine Sword for thousands of years, and has been blessed by many semi-sages and even holy emperors.

The power of luck in the Holy Temple!

Similarly, it also represents the power of luck in a part of the Holy Spirit Continent!

Rao Yaoyao stood out of thin air, with a solemn expression, released the sword in his hand, pointed his hands together, and crossed it on his chest.

“Xuan Cang, open it!”

A clear shout.

The Xuancang Divine Sword was clearly not held by the sword holder, but at this moment, it spun sideways at a high speed in front of Rao Yaoyao.

Along with the rotation, strands of the power of luck flew out like a golden sparrow, just like the first ray of morning light that lit up the dark night.

One hundred thousand miles of dark world.

The ground is full of mad spirit refiners scratching and screaming.

The sky is a female sword fairy in elegant clothes, drawing her sword and breaking the game.

Sword Immortal’s decree transforms air transport into shape.

Divine swords danced, birds chanted dragons.

“Ow—”

It didn’t take a moment for the vast amount of air luck escaping from the Xuan Cang Divine Sword to turn into a five-clawed golden dragon, and it flew upwards, directly breaking through the black tenth-century holy spirit formation blockade.

Rao Yaoyao’s eyes burst into expression at the same time, one hand grabbed the high-speed rotating divine sword Xuan Cang, and her dress was rustling with anger.

“Relentless Sword…” The

loud roar of the dragon disappeared when Rao Yaoyao held the sword, and the Golden Dragon of Fortune followed her with a shout, wandering from the sky, and merged into the body.

“Cut the devil!” A

sword slashed horizontally.

This sword, blessed with the power of luck, directly pierced through the void, and unreasonably hit the power of the black dragon deep in the souls of all spiritual masters.

No dissuasion.

never converted.

At this moment, Rao Yaoyao did not choose a detour, and used the power of the black dragon in another way to allow the spiritual master to remove himself.

Because she understands.

Ordinary spiritual masters can’t do it alone to eliminate the power of the black dragon.

And her sword, with the blessing of the Golden Dragon of Fortune, no longer needs to be detoured.

“Boom!”

One sword cut.

Gold replaced black.

The world of 100,000 miles of darkness was replaced by dazzling lights, and the Holy Spirit Array of the 10th Century returned to light.

And the crazy spirit refiners, the black eyes in the eyes were also dyed golden light, and finally restored to their due clarity.

“What’s going on?”

“What happened…”

Everyone spread their hands and felt that they had changed, but they couldn’t tell what the change was.

“This is the second realm of love swordsmanship, the sword of forgetfulness?” On the other side, Teng Shanhai’s one-eyed had already looked straight.

The style of Rao Yaoyao’s sword is too outstanding.

Using the Love-forgetting Sword, the second realm of Love Swordsmanship in the Nine Great Swordsmanships, directly made thousands of spiritual trainers present to forget their own demonic desires in the depths of their souls.

Then, everyone returned to Qingming!

This swordsmanship…

how terrifying!

Teng Shanhai couldn’t believe that Rao Yaoyao, who was in the same Taixu realm as him, was able to cut out such a sword.

“So, is this the difference between the Seven Sword Immortals and the ordinary Taixu?”

Teng Shanhai felt bitter in his heart.

In the mainland, the highest combat power under the semi-sacred, the Seven Sword Immortals, had never been taken seriously by Teng Shanhai in the past.

He always felt that among the Seven Sword Immortals, except for Yu Tu, Hua Changdeng, etc., in the realm of Taixu, they possessed a power comparable to that of a semi-sage, and that was because the individual was strong.

But these individuals are an exception!

Others simply can’t match their achievements.

Today, however, Teng Shanhai saw a different style.

Rao Yaoyao is too little to go all out.

Teng Shanhai didn’t even know before that Rao Yaoyao’s kendo perception of the Nine Swordsmanship and Love Swordsmanship had reached the second level.

It is said that if you give Qijianxian a sword, Jianxian will be able to defeat the semi-sage.

But the enemy at the moment is the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale!

Rao Yaoyao was able to slay the power of the black dragon of the Dragon Scale of the Holy Emperor with one sword, although he borrowed the power of luck of the Xuan Cang Divine Sword.

But this power of luck requires people to be able to borrow

it, just like him Teng Shanhai… not at all!

Rao Yaoyao’s sword is nothing more than declaring to the world: “Sword Immortal” plus “Divine Sword” equals “the power of the Holy Emperor”?

“Success…” With a

sword cut out, the world regained its clarity, and Rao Yaoyao’s eyes became more inexplicable.

In the previous sword “Red Dust · Refinement”, she never annihilated the power of the black dragon, but through a head-to-head confrontation, she clearly understood the gap between herself and the Holy Emperor, which was a valuable experience.

This sword “removing the devil” made her firm in her Taoism.

Gu Jianxiu all the way, not only the eight masters can be perfect.

He has four swords, and his ability is over a hundred generations.

I take the divine sword Xuan Cang, too vacuous can be the enemy of the Dragon Scale of the Holy Emperor!

At this moment, Rao Yaoyao’s heart was consolidated, and the self-confidence that had been unconsciously lost for decades was regained.

And the three kendo mountains that have been pressing on her heart, Yu Tu, Hua Changdeng, and Ba Zungan, seem to have begun to crumble.

“Crack!”

Rao Yaoyao heard the sound of her own bottleneck breaking.

Her eyes brightened, and she knew that if she took this step, she might have reached the third realm of love swordsmanship and the qualifications of half-sacred swordsmanship!

However, at this time, Dao Qiongcang’s incomparably condensed voice sounded in his ears: “Rao Yaoyao, where is the Golden Dragon of Fortune?”

“Huh?” Rao Yaoyao was startled.

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She just cut out with one sword, borrowing the power of luck of the divine sword Xuan Cang.

It stands to reason that after a sword is slashed, the golden dragon of luck will also return to the body of the Xuan Cang sword, and it will be bred again without consuming a cent.

But the next check…

“The Golden Dragon of Fortune, is it gone?”

Rao Yaoyao’s heart stopped suddenly.

That is the power of luck that has been nurtured by the Holy Temple for thousands of years, and is close to one-tenth!

Why didn’t you come back?

How can you not come back?

How can you not come back?

!

Rao Yaoyao’s pretty face was instantly blue, and then there was no blood, and her whole body began to tremble.

“Golden Dragon of Fortune, where did it go?”