Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"You!" Xiao Guizang stared, but finally sighed.

"You really don't want to come back? I don't have many years left!"

Fan Jian frowned, raised his hand, took out another flower and handed it over and said:

"This is a night of breeze. It is said that you can understand the secret of ascension. We don't know, but the people in Muyue Pavilion are telling the truth. There shouldn't be any lies!"

Xiao Guizang took the flower bone, sighed, and flew into the sky.

It turned into a stream of light and passed through Zhujie Mountain before disappearing in front of Fan Jian's eyes.

Fan Jian felt bitter and unspeakable.

It's not that he doesn't want to go back, it's just that now is really not the time to go back.

Not to mention that Yun Yu Sect needs him more now, this time in the secret realm made him realize the lack of his own strength.

I used to think that with Biwei Clear Needle and Flaw Attack, I could defeat even the strongest person.

But now I realize that as long as the opponent is strong enough, it is impossible for my moves to hit the opponent, let alone trigger a vulnerability attack.

And now the one move that I can really use is Yuanrong Xinjian, but this move may not be able to hit anyone.

Unless the other party is willing to fight head-on with him, just like the kid playing chess to gain the upper hand.

In the final analysis, my own strength is not enough.

If you want to improve your strength, you can only brush as many small points as possible. The improvement brought by the system is the last word!

Otherwise, he would fight as often as he drank water, and no amount of skills could keep up with the speed of his death.

Seeing everyone gradually saying goodbye and leaving, Fan Jian was about to follow them.

Suddenly, a golden figure flew up in the sky and hovered in front of Fan Jian and his party.

Seeing this, Wu Sheng quickly said in a deep voice: "Master!"

When he met Xing, he glanced at Wu Sheng and said in a deep voice, "Have you learned the Sacrifice Seal?"

Wu Sheng nodded and said, "I learned it!"

"Give me the technique!" Liao Xing flew down and stretched out his hand.

Wu Sheng was about to take the technique when he saw Xuan Zhuang stepped forward with a frown on his face and said:

"Wait!"

Xuanzhuang frowned, looked at the line and said:

"Master Ling Xing, where did the bloody evil and violent energy in you come from?"

Ling Xing turned to look at Xuan Zhuang and said:

"Who are you?"

"The poor monk Shaqiumen Xuanzhuang!" Xuanzhuang bowed and said.

"Your Excellency, your body is filled with blood-evil energy. Did you just break the habit of killing?"

Wu Sheng was shocked when he heard this, and quickly took back his hand and said: "Kong Wen!"

I saw a monk from the Sakyamuni Sect standing up.

Fan Jian recognized him immediately. He was among them when he first met Jing Fan.

Kong Wen looked up and down, his face getting paler and paler, then his eyes shed tears of blood and he covered his heart and said:

"You...you killed Master Chen's uncle?"

When Wu Sheng heard this, it was like a thunder struck from his forehead.

"impossible!"

Jingfan stepped forward in panic, grabbed Xing's sleeve and said.

"Uncle Master, you don't have one, right?"

Xing's face was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the skull pagoda suddenly appeared, and then became three feet tall.

On one of the floors of the skull pagoda, a human head that had not yet turned into a skeleton was oozing black and red blood.

That head was in the dust.

"Master-uncle!"

"Uncle Master!"

Everyone in Sakyamuni suddenly knelt on the ground in panic.

Jingfan was on the verge of collapse at this time, grabbing his scalp and screaming in terror.

Seeing this, Saint Gu couldn't bear it, so he immediately stepped forward to hug her and pat her back gently.

Wu Sheng's eyes were red and he was holding back tears. He looked at Xing angrily and said:

"Why?"

Before Xing could speak any longer, he heard Guigu Lone Deng say in shock:

"This...this is the Bone Pagoda of the Commander-in-Chief of the Blood River! You have been to the Blood River in the Hell Realm!"

When he saw it, Xing Sen said coldly:

"That's right! I've been to the Blood River! Liao Chen wanted to stop me, so I killed him!"

When Xuan Zhuang heard this, he immediately snorted and said:

"Amitabha! It turns out that you have become a demon! Suffering emptiness, suffering energy, suffering and tranquility, subjugate demons and eliminate demons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four groups of Buddhist monks were seen forming a line around them.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this.

Is this Xuanzhuang capable of martial arts? Didn’t you almost fall to death when you climbed a mountain?

Xuanzhuang clasped his hands together and murmured:

"Respect the good and manage the good, drive away evil and punish evil, eliminate demons and destroy demons, suppress and subjugate demons!"

I saw strands of golden light turning into circles and covering the line, like golden rings.

"Tightening curse?"

Fan Jian patted his thigh and said excitedly.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Wan Xing stretched out his hands, exploding the aperture, and Xuan Zhuang stumbled to sit on the ground.

"Master, don't show it to me right now, okay?"

Kukong said, opened his mouth and spit out a needle, stretched it into the wind, and immediately turned into a ten-foot-long Vajra stick, jumped up, and smashed it head-on at Xing.

But when Xing Xing raised his hand and waved, his arm suddenly glowed with golden light, and the diamond rod hit his arm, making a dull sound of gold and iron clashing.

Fan Jian frowned when he saw this.

Is this old monk still practicing the body casting technique? No wonder he can survive the catastrophe.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Xing raised his hand and shot out a golden light, which immediately knocked Ku Kong away.

Fan Jian couldn't stand now.

It's both a body and a magic power. How can this old monk be so awesome?

Then Ku Kong suddenly jumped up from the ground and said with a sneer:

"You are indeed a master of the Sakya sect, but I am not inferior to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, and his mind immediately turned into three clones.

Then his body swelled up like an inflatable, turning into a height of ten feet. He jumped up, and the four giants each held an iron rod and smashed towards Lexing.

Seeing this, Lexing sank, bowed and shouted:

"Weituo Carrying the Mountain Phase!"

The iron rod hit Lexing's back, and a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, and the ground under Lexing's feet also shattered.

"Deer King Fighting Phase!"

Lexing raised his hand and punched out with both fists, punching one of them, Kukong.

The relic glass body on Kukong's body flashed, blocking the punch.

However, Lexing did not stop, and continued to swing his fists, punching down one after another.

"Weituo presents his pestle! Lion King! Bear King opens the mountain! Horse King gallops! Naga raises his head! Vajra sinks to the ground!"

Then the glazed golden body becomes increasingly gray as Xing punches it again and again.

Kuneng and Kujing exclaimed in surprise:

"Big Brother!"

They each came with their weapons to kill.

But Xing knocked Kukong back with one punch, then put his hands together and shouted in a deep voice:

"Great Mighty Form!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light around him turned into three huge golden fists, which suddenly hit Kukong, Kuneng, and Kujing.

"Boom!"

After a violent vibration, the three flew backwards at the same time, and the Relic Glazed Power on Kukong was completely shattered.

Fan Jian covered his eyes and sighed.

It's a fake after all! How can he fight with such a big difference in ingredients?

Fan Jian was frowning when he heard a voice.

"Put your palms together in surrender and secure the Vajra Bind.

Let the hand of wisdom straighten out the wind wheel.

Stay in the tenth stage, all the powerful Bodhisattvas.

And other beings who are difficult to subdue and have bad minds."

Liaoxing turned his head and saw that Wusheng's eyes were bloodshot and murderous. He shouted in a deep voice:

"The mantra of the Great Sun Tathagata, the vast Buddha power enters my body! The thirty-six aspects, the great power!"