Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Just as he was talking, he saw Ye Qingqing and others running over. Fan Jian hugged Ye Qingqing and said:

"Don't join in the fun, let's stay away, a war is about to begin!"

Everyone in Yunyu Sect immediately jumped away from the battle.

They saw that Gu Bufan had completely recovered from his injuries, but there were obviously a few more gray streaks on his hair. He looked at the blue sky with a sword and said:

"It's not too late for you to leave now!"

"Go to hell!"

The blue and green clouds didn't give in. They raised their hands and flicked the sound. Waves of sound immediately came out, and their bodies danced along with the sound waves.

"Jade ring and colorful clothes!"

The dancing figure was accompanied by sound waves. Every time he stepped out, a strong wind burst out in all directions. The energy was flying all over the sky, as if thousands of colorful yarns were flying in the sky.

Fan Jian suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body.

The overflowing energy absorbed by the Twelve Moon Flower Wheel almost made Fan Jian forget that the battle between these land gods was enough to destroy an entire world.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian immediately said: "By the way, my dear wife, try to see if those silly moons can absorb the overflowing Qi now!"

When Gusheng heard what he said about the Twelve Moon Flower Wheel, he immediately raised his hand and called out the Twelve Moon Flower Wheel, dumbfounded.

As soon as the December Hualun appeared, it immediately started twisting towards Fan Jian.

Seeing this, Fan Jian silently took out his breath.

The Saint Gu stopped him dumbfounded, pointed to the place where the battle was taking place and said:

"Can the overflowing Qi still be absorbed?"

I saw that the moon wheel gradually merged, twelve turned into six, six turned into three, and then the three turned into one.

A huge moon suddenly flew into the sky, and the overflowing zhenqi around it instantly disappeared.

Ye Qingqing immediately said excitedly when he saw this:

"Sister, what is this? It's so beautiful!"

Gushengren said with a smile:

"It's the December Flower Wheel."

Fan Jian curled his lips and said:

"Just a silly moon!"

"What is the moon?" Ye Qingqing asked doubtfully.

"The moon is..." Fan Jian thought for a while and didn't know how to explain it.

Is it a satellite of the earth? Is it a planet?

It's obviously all wrong. He still hasn't figured out what this world is like. There is no sun or moon in the world of spiritual cultivation.

This moon is obviously something that only exists in the upper world, but the moon in the upper world may not be what Fan Jian understands.

After thinking for a long time, Fan Jian finally scratched his head and said, "The moon is just a big lantern."

Seeing Ye Qingqing's sudden realization, Fan Jian felt a little ashamed.

Before Fan Jian could feel ashamed any further, he heard a burst of thunder suddenly coming from the direction of Zhujie Mountain in the distance.

Then the calamity clouds gathered, and in an instant, the sky began to be covered with dark clouds, and bursts of calamity thunder roared up.

Fan Jian sneered and said: "Who is thinking of participating in the secret realm now? Isn't it too late to overcome the tribulation now?"

Everyone didn't think too much about it. There were too many people going through the tribulation in the past few days, and they immediately turned their attention to the two people fighting against each other again.

After all, Biluo Qingxia's strength is still not as good as Gu Bufan's, especially now that he is Xuan Mi Yuan Jie.

His cultivation has almost reached the pinnacle of land gods, and with every move he makes, the sword energy seems to tear the sky apart.

Biluo Qingxia almost tried her best to resist every move and move made by Gu Bufan.

After one song was played, another song was played, and the songs continued in succession, sometimes in a low voice, sometimes in a spirit of excitement, but the calm music was washed away by the sword energy, and it immediately lost its power.

On the other hand, Gu Bufan seemed to be extremely relaxed. The Taikoo Sword Technique was filled with overwhelming sword energy. If the moves were more sophisticated, they might not be as good as the Eight Great Innate Swords, but in terms of power alone, they were evenly matched.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for hundreds of rounds. Even if most of the sword energy flying around them was absorbed by the December Hualun, it still chipped the ground between them into pieces.

The more Biluo Qingxia fights, the more upset she becomes, and the more she fights, the more frustrated she becomes.

At the end of the fight, he simply raised his eyebrows, pulled the strings of Jinse and shouted angrily:

"Gu Bufan! Even if I can't kill you, I will die with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of earth-shattering thunder. Thunder and lightning tore through the night sky, making the surrounding area pale.

Fan Jian said in shock: "This person hasn't finished his tribulation yet? What kind of tribulation is this?"

The Saint Gu said in astonishment: "That was the ninth path just now, this is the heavenly tribulation of the land gods!"

When everyone heard the words, they all turned to look at the Zhujie Mountain, and saw the manic thunder of tribulation like a white rainbow falling from the sky, connecting heaven and earth, continuously spreading the power of tribulation.

Fan Jian frowned.

Who is going through the tribulation?

They saw that the calamity thunder gradually dispersed, the calamity cloud shed a golden light, and a sky projection appeared in front of everyone.

I saw a haggard old monk sitting upright in the projection of the screen.

When Wu Sheng saw this, he was shocked and said, "Master!"

Everyone in Sakyamuni also shouted in surprise.

Sakyamuni passed away after the Buddha who created the flute, and finally there is another land immortal!

But Wu Sheng always looked heavy.

He couldn't figure out why the guild that was supposed to be guarding the destiny lock appeared here to save the tribulation!

The blue sky was attracted by the sky projection, and she felt a figure flying by. She quickly turned around and saw that Gu Bufan had disappeared, and he immediately shouted in a deep voice:

"Gu Bufan, you can't run away!"

"The morning cloud follows the evening!"

I saw a wave of sound flying out, moving gracefully, chasing Gu Bufan's figure, and the green clouds jumped up and followed the sound and chased after him.

Bi Luo Qingming and the woman beside her sighed immediately. The woman pulled Bi Luo Qingming and said:

"Qing Ming, let's go back."

Biluo Qingming looked at Jin Buxiao, raised his hand and waved, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

She stepped forward and said: "Brother Jin, I didn't sell this sword, I'll give it back to you!"

Jin Buxiao took the sword.

Biluo Qingming smiled bitterly and said:

"I hope you're happy!"

With that said, he turned around and left with the woman.

Fan Jian sighed immediately when he saw this, walked up to Jin Buxiao, patted his shoulder and said:

"Boy, have you ever thought about wanting them all?"

Before Jin Buxiao could say anything, he saw two hands, one on the left and one on the right, grabbing Fan Jian's ears and pulling him back.

"Do you want to die?"

"Brother Jian, if you keep doing this, I will ignore you!"

Fan Jian bared his teeth and covered his ears, and said quickly:

"No, no, it hurts!"

Then Xiao Guizang stepped forward and said, "My good disciple, remember to come back to see Master more often. Also, all the young and old in Qingmu Sect are waiting for you to come back and take charge of the overall situation!"

Fan Jian rubbed his ears and took out a few bottles of Ziyun Clear Wine and handed them over and said:

"Master, just hold the wine and drink some when you miss me. When you finish drinking, I will find someone to send some back to you."

"You brat, I thought you were going to come back after you finish drinking!" Xiao Guizang said while blowing his beard and staring.

"Take it away! If you don't come back, I'll hang myself tomorrow! I'll drink my shit!"

"Then you have to hold your sword tightly, otherwise you won't be able to die even if the beam collapses!" Fan Jian said with a smile.