Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Seeing her smile, Fan Jian used the power of the green needle to carry the shrunken Thunder God Vine into the sky.

For normal flying, a medium that can withstand the true energy is needed.

However, Fan Jian's Thousand Mountains Flying does not require this medium.

With the true energy running, he took Jing Fan to the Zhujie Mountain.

"The hell world is actually in the belly of Zhujie Mountain. Only the blood river has an entrance to the next world."

Thunder God Vine explained the structure of the eighteen hells to Fan Jian on the way.

"The eighteen realms of hell are:

The first realm, the Blood River Yin Evil Realm, the realm master is the Manjusha Flower Demon, Manjuer.

The second realm, the Great Melting Fire River Realm, the realm master is the headless demon general Sha Xinlie.

He also rules the third realm, the Great Burning Stone Realm. The previous realm master Sha Xinpo is his younger brother, and now he is the second in command.

The fourth realm, the Great Flame Flame Realm, the realm master is the fire-eating ghost king Shang Tan Weng. He is the only realm master who became a ghost king by relying on the body of a hungry ghost. His strength is extremely strong.

The fifth realm, the Great Stifling Poison Smoke Realm, the realm master is the Crazy Demon Buddha. It is said that he used to be a monk in the God Cultivation Realm, and later came to the Hell Realm and became the realm master.

The sixth realm, the Xianding Extreme Wind Realm, the realm master is the Eagle Demon Feng Wanli. He has an extremely eccentric personality and few demons can see him, but his strength is no worse than any realm master.

The seventh realm, the realm of weak water soul immersion, the realm master is the jellyfish demon Shui Yaoyao, she is a cheap woman, hooking up with powerful demons everywhere, absorbing their demon essence to practice martial arts, and her character is extremely insidious and mean.

The eighth realm, the realm of flowing sand, the realm master is Sha Tongtian, he has been hiding in the quicksand for many years and rarely shows up. The last time he appeared, he had a fight with the injured charcoal man, and it was a draw.

The ninth realm, the realm of crushing stones and falling to death, after this realm is the realm of prison and evil ghosts, there are no powerful demons, but there are a lot of evil ghosts.

After that, in order, they are, the realm of sword forest and iron mountain, the realm of black ice without casting, the realm of thunder and lightning, the realm of poisonous spore ghost vine, the realm of needle rain without stopping, the realm of hook feet fixing skin, the realm of dark shadowless, the realm of dust haze covering the sky, and the eighteenth realm, the realm of no food and constant hunger. "

Fan Jian's heart was shocked when he heard this.

From this number, there are at least eight powerful realm masters in the hell realm.

Although he didn't know these realm masters, judging from the ability of the Manjusaka demon, the strength of these realm masters is probably stronger than that of the immortals on land.

"By the way, what about the Blood River Commander? Which realm is he the commander of?" Fan Jian asked.

"The commander does not belong to any realm. He just lives in the Blood River Yinxie Realm." Thunder God Vine said.

"The commander is a demon associated with the Blood River. He has been there since the Blood River existed."

"But the commander is not immortal. As far as I know, this Blood River Commander is the third incarnation.

He inherited the wisdom and strength of the previous two generations. The strongest realm master is vulnerable in front of him!"

Fan Jian swallowed his saliva.

Well!

This is still a super big BOSS. If it is put in the game, it must be at least the last BOSS of the thirty-man hero copy, the kind that drops the best mount.

Fan Jian weighed his two taels of meat.

He felt that he had no ability to defeat the Blood River Commander, unless every strike of his sword was a critical hit, it would be possible to hurt him by attacking through flaws.

But the problem was that he had the Manjusaka Demon to support him. If he could hurt him by 10,000, it would be good to lose 8,000 of his own. He was afraid that he could not hurt him by 10,000, but would lose 10 or 20 million of his own.

He just flicked his finger and killed him in a second.

What's the point of fighting?

Thinking of this, Fan Jian sighed again.

The wife must be saved, even if she has to risk her life, but how to save her still requires a practical and reliable plan.

More importantly, she must not be infected with the Blood Demon's Heart again!

Just thinking about it, he heard a sound of water rolling in front of him.

Fan Jian looked up and saw a red blood river flowing down from the Zhujie Mountain.

From a distance, he could sense the various violent and fearful negative emotions, and the complicated seven emotions and six desires, lingering in his heart, circling.

Fan Jian frowned, and the Tianji Duyuan Gong was running secretly. With the passive purification every five minutes, he was able to barely stabilize his mind.

But Jing Fan's face turned pale, then red, then white again, pinching the Buddhist beads and chanting the Heart Sutra.

Even so, Fan Jian could still hear her heart beating wildly.

Going down the blood river, the lower he went, the higher the negative emotions of the evil were.

Fan Jian's heart was even more restless.

Jing Fan had long forgotten to chant, and her body was pressed against half of Fan Jian's shoulder.

She stretched out her hand to hug Fan Jian's neck, and the hot air from her mouth kept blowing on Fan Jian's neck.

Fan Jian's mind was almost lost, but fortunately the purification allowed him to stay somewhat sober.

But Jing Fan became more and more presumptuous, and began to grope up and down while holding Fan Jian's hand.

Fan Jian was like a caster at this time, and he was anxious because of the uncertainty of the life and death of Gu Shengsheng and Ye Qingqing.

On the one hand, he was frightened by the strength of the Blood River Demon, and on the other hand, he was distracted by Jing Fan's constant teasing.

He was in extreme torment.

Finally, Fan Jian couldn't bear it anymore and immediately looked at a target in the distance.

Qianshan Feidu stepped over, found a landing point at random, threw Jing Fan to the ground, and knelt on the ground gasping for breath.

Away from the Blood River, Jing Fan finally woke up at this moment.

Immediately I noticed the wetness of my legs. Thinking of what I had done just now, I blushed to the root of my neck.

Fan Jian frowned and handed over some paper, and then took out a flower and handed it over, saying:

"Take it with you later, it can help you stay awake."

Fan Jian didn't say much. He knew that Jing Fan was affected by the blood river. Even he almost couldn't control himself, let alone this little nun?

Jing Fan took the paper, looked around, and then ran towards a big rock.

Fan Jian looked around. In the darkness, he could only see dark boulders in the distance. The ground under his feet was soft, and it seemed to be sandy.

"Where are we now?" Fan Jian asked.

The thunder god vine said:

"This is the eighth realm, the extreme realm of flowing sand. You must be careful here. There is quicksand everywhere.

As long as you fall in, within a quarter of an hour, you will attract the demons hidden in the sand.

They walk in the quicksand as if they were walking on flat ground. If you are discovered by them, there is only one way to go!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard this.

At this moment, Jing Fan behind the stone suddenly screamed.

Fan Jian heard it without saying a word and flashed over in an instant.

Jing Fan's two feet were already stuck in the quicksand, and she was trying to climb up by grabbing the stone.

Fan Jian flew over on the air, hugged her waist and pulled her out of the quicksand.

Before Fan Jian asked her about the situation, he heard a hissing sound in the quicksand.

Then he saw a strange tail covered with armor plates breaking through the sand and flying towards the two of them.