Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"What is the truth?" Fan Jian said with a frown.

"I can't say!" Liang Qianjue looked at Fan Jian and said.

"Find a way to find it, you don't have much time!"

Fan Jian was about to ask something, but suddenly felt a pain all over his body.

Then he was passively triggered, and a clear consciousness rushed into his brain instantly, making him sit up like a conditioned reflex.

He saw a strange-looking demon in front of him preparing to insert the slender bamboo on his arm into his arm.

Fan Jian raised his hand in astonishment, and suddenly a stream of energy turned into sword energy and surged out.

Instantly cut the demon in half, Fan Jian realized that it was actually a demon similar to bamboo.

The other demons around him suddenly began to panic and fled out.

Fan Jian frowned, and bursts of pain came from his arm.

Looking down, he saw that his arm was full of dense small holes, some of which had scabs, and some were still oozing blood.

After the demon escaped, the whole room was empty, and all kinds of knives, axes, hooks and scissors were placed around, which looked like a slaughterhouse.

Fan Jian hurriedly got up and waved his hand, only to find that Jingji and the mustard bracelet were gone.

He quickly called up the brewing space of the system, and only then found that the wine in the space was still there, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But then came the surprise.

Because the wine has been brewed!

Fan Jian clearly remembered that the brewing period of the wine should have an aging period of about two days, which means that at least two days have passed at this time!

Where are the Gu Shengsheng and Qingqing?

Where are Wusheng and Jingfan?

And what about that damn old monk?

Fan Jian was panicked, raised his hand and took out a bottle of Ziyun Qinglu wine and gulped it down.

Without time to taste the taste carefully, he jumped off the stone bed and walked out of the room.

At this time, Fan Jian's five senses were fully open, and he carefully distinguished the sounds around him.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from far away. Fan Jian sneered and jumped onto the roof.

Seven or eight demons holding steel forks entered the room and began to look around.

Their skin colors were different. Their heads looked like snakes but they had limbs. Rather than snakes, they were more like lizards.

Fan Jian raised his hand and waved it. The Lihuo sword energy instantly turned into a two-foot sword.

It fell lightly and waved the sword repeatedly, and immediately cut the group of demons into several fire corpses, leaving only one.

The demon saw this and immediately let out a strange cry and tried to drill into the ground in a panic. In the blink of an eye, only half of his body was exposed.

Fan Jian immediately raised his hand and waved it. The Biweiqing needle's true energy was retracted, and he pulled him up from the ground.

"Where are the people who came with me?" Fan Jian asked in a deep voice.

"No... I don't know..." The demon said in panic.

Fan Jian didn't have the time to interrogate it, so he raised his hand and waved it, and a sword energy cut off his right leg.

"I really don't know!" The demon howled and struggled.

"I only know that Lord Lei took away a bald little monk this morning!"

"Jing Fan?" Fan Jian frowned, but it was good that way, if he could find Jing Fan, he could find others!

"Take me! Don't think about playing tricks, unless you can outrun my sword energy!"

Fan Jian said, throwing the demon away.

The lizard demon nodded immediately after hearing this, and his body shook violently, and then a leg grew out from the broken limb.

It's just that the color of the newly born broken limb is a little immature, and it looks like a new part with an old toy.

Fan Jian escorted the lizard for a while, and suddenly his heart was upset again.

The lizard demon walked very slowly, almost the same as ordinary humans, even the body refiners in the human race were faster than him.

"What are you dawdling for? Walk faster!" Fan Jian said angrily.

"I'm already walking as fast as I can!" the lizard said in shock.

"I'm just an ordinary demon, I don't have any magic power, I'm only a little bit stronger than a hungry ghost."

Fan Jian frowned upon hearing this and said:

"What is the division of cultivation in your hell world?"

"We are ordinary demons in the prison evil ghost world, most of us have no magic power, only a few evil ghosts and some demons have magic power, and the strongest one is the world master." The lizard demon said hurriedly.

"Which world is the prison evil ghost world? How far is it from the world of the Blood River Commander?" Fan Jian asked.

The lizard demon heard this and said:

"The prison evil ghost world is not a world, but a collective name from the ninth to the eighteenth world.

We are now in the twelfth world, the poisonous spore ghost vine world. Most of the areas here are covered with poisonous vines and poisonous mushrooms. It is the punishment place for poison-eating hungry ghosts!

Poison-eating hungry ghosts will eat the poisonous mushrooms here, but they will fester and die. After dying for an hour, they will recover and revive, eat again and die again, and repeat over and over again!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this.

Isn't this torture?

"Don't you eat?" Fan Jian asked.

"We are demons, not evil ghosts. The prison evil ghost world only punishes evil ghosts, not demons!" said the lizard demon.

"What is the Thunder Lord you just mentioned?" Fan Jian asked again.

The lizard demon said, "He is the master of the twelfth world. His true form is a thunder vine demon. His full name is the Thunder Vine Poison Demon King. The demons in this world call him Thunder Prince."

Fan Jian sneered when he heard this.

Prince, you're still my brother! I'll ask you to call me Ama when we meet!

While thinking, he heard footsteps coming from the front. When Fan Jian looked up, he saw dozens of vine monsters, tree monsters and various monsters rushing over with weapons.

When they saw Fan Jian, they started shouting loudly: "Don't move! Turn over and lie on the ground!"

Fan Jian rolled his eyes when he heard it.

Turn over and lie on the ground?

Do you think I'm a turtle?

He raised his hand and waved it. The Lihuo sword was like a huge wave, and instantly burned the group of monsters into ashes.

"How far is his place from here? I'll take you there!" Fan Jian said and looked back, frowning immediately, and saw that the monster had disappeared in front of him.

But then came a fierce heartbeat and uncontrollable panting.

Fan Jian realized that it didn't run away, but was right in front of him, but he couldn't see it.

It really is a lizard, a chameleon?

When Fan Jian thought of this, he raised his hand and lifted up the lizard. He sneered and said:

"Not bad, you can be invisible? Try hiding from me again. If your head falls off, can it grow back?"

The lizard demon said immediately after hearing this:

"It can't grow back! It can't grow back! Stop fighting! I was wrong! I won't run away again!"

Then the lizard demon pointed in one direction:

"Fly three hundred miles in that direction!"

Fan Jian was speechless after hearing this:

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Why did you lead me so far away?"

"Didn't you ask me to take you there?"

"Fuck!"

Fan Jian was speechless.

These guys are really smart!

This also made Fan Jian a little curious.

With their strength and IQ, what can they do even if they open the gate to the hell?

Even those kids from Yunyumen can fight against a hundred!