Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Let’s talk about that moment just now.

Fan Jian saw that Sha Xin Po wiped the spear with his hand, even at the cost of blood, and he knew that this move must be his killer move.

He also knew that if there was no change at this time, he would not only fail to save Wu Sheng, but even Ye Qing Qing, who had already been rescued, would be involved.

Thousands of thoughts flooded into his mind at this moment, and he hurriedly ran.

“Three hundred and eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three, four, five…”

Until the moment that Sha Xin Po made his move, Fan Jian was only one step away from the limit of the Nine Nine Divine Palace Steps, the Nine Nine Chaotic Heart Steps.

He gritted his teeth, raised his hand to take out a bottle of Ziyun Qinglu wine, took a gulp and held it in his mouth, facing the rolling flames, and took the last step.

As the first raindrop between heaven and earth fell and turned into ripples of the mind-attack technique and spread out, Fan Jian also opened the Yuanrong Heart Sword and pointed it directly at Sha Xin Po’s neck.

The Lihuo sword in Lieyanzhao's hand was even more dazzling. At this moment, there was only one sword in the world, and that was the sword in Fan Jian's hand.

The sword light flashed by.

I saw Sha Xinpo's head spraying a stream of hot magma and flying out.

The Lihuo sword and fire vein true qi around Fan Jian had been completely shattered. Sha Xinpo's move almost carbonized him.

But he had a powerful passive skill of instant healing in his hand. As long as he didn't die, he could recover instantly by swallowing the Qinglu wine in his mouth!

This is the biggest advantage that the system gives Fan Jian!

No one can fight Fan Jian head-on!

No one can withstand his move!

But Fan Jian sneered and raised his hand, and the fire sword dissipated. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a figure flying over in an instant, picking up Sha Xinpo's head on the ground and holding it in his hand.

Fan Jian was startled and looked closely. It was Sha Xinlie.

The Crazy Buddha sighed in frustration:

"Boy! You made a big mistake! Whether the headless demon generals have a head or not only affects their strength, but they will never die! But if you cut off Sha Xinpo's head, it will give Sha Xinlie an opportunity!"

Fan Jian was stunned when he heard this, and then he was furious!

Why didn't you say it earlier?

Well, it seems that I can never pretend to be cool?

The old bald donkey who was killed didn't die after cutting off his head. He said that he had some flower demon plug-in.

There is also a racial characteristic that is not afraid of beheading?

Are you kidding? Everyone is really immortal?

My powerful digestion plug-in instantly lost value!

Then Sha Xin Po's body suddenly ran a few steps to Sha Xin Lie's side and said:

"Brother! Give me the head, I want to kill that guy with my own hands!"

But Sha Xin Lie raised his hand and swept him away with a halberd, and said in a deep voice:

"How can a defeated general talk about courage? Brother, please lend me this head, I will avenge you!"

Sha Xin Lie said, holding the head and putting it on his head.

The flesh and blood at the broken neck merged, and Sha Xin Po's head immediately merged with Sha Xin Lie's body.

Sha Xinlie twisted his neck, making a sound of crackling muscles and bones, and then he said with a fanatic look in his eyes:

"Although it's not very strong, it's okay! It's been a long time since I felt the power of finding my head!"

Seeing this, Crazy Demon Buddha frowned and stopped in front of Fan Jian and others and said:

"Go! He is not something you can resist!"

"Go? Where to go?"

Sha Xinlie sneered and said:

"The world is within the range of my moves, where are you going?"

As soon as the voice fell, he raised his spear and waved it casually, and suddenly a huge force surged.

Fan Jian felt his breathing stagnate, and he hurriedly pulled Ye Qingqing and Jing Fan into his arms, using his back to block the force.

The Crazy Demon Buddha raised his hand and took the skull-shaped Buddhist beads on his neck, and shouted in a deep voice:

"That is the Buddha of Glazed Light! The golden light of the relics shines on the Buddha's kingdom!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Crazy Demon Buddha suddenly showed a glazed color all over his body, as if colorful light was flowing, and immediately blocked the energy in front of him, forming a barrier of flesh and blood.

The energy dissipated, and a deep gully appeared in front of the Crazy Demon Buddha.

The remaining energy spread around the crowd, and also extended a deep gully.

Fan Jian looked back and saw that the Crazy Demon Buddha crossed his arms in front of him, and bursts of hot white gas came out of his hands.

At this moment, one of the skulls on the skull-shaped Buddhist beads on his wrist made a crisp sound, shattered and fell to the ground, turning into a burst of bone powder.

Seeing this, the Crazy Demon Buddha sighed and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha, your sins have been paid for, go to reincarnation!"

As he said this, he raised his hand and waved it, and the bone powder turned into a ray of light and dissipated.

Fan Jian was shocked when he saw this, and blurted out:

"Didn't you become a demon?"

"Whether it's a demon or a Buddha, as long as it can subdue the chaotic world, is it important to become a Buddha or a demon?"

The Crazy Demon Buddha sighed and said:

"What's more, this demon is not the demon you think it is, and hell is not the hell you think it is. I have been in this hell world for 1,859 years, and I have only seen the suffering of hell, and the eighteen realms of hell that should not have appeared!"

Fan Jian frowned and savored his words carefully, and immediately said: "What are you talking about?"

The Crazy Demon Buddha said in a deep voice:

"Nothing! Let's go quickly. The murderous intention is so strong now. I am not sure how long I can resist. The move just now was less than one tenth of his full strength!"

Fan Jian's heart skipped a beat.

That move was almost as powerful as Killing Heart's full blow, but it only used the attack power of Killing Heart's first level?

What is the extent of this person's strength?

He can sweep through the world of spiritual cultivation by himself, right?

Wait, by the way, why is the head of such a powerful monster missing?

But Fan Jian couldn't help but think too much. If things were really as the Demonic Buddha said, he would have no choice but to run away now!

Thinking of this, Fan Jian quickly grabbed Ye Qingqing and Jing Fan, picked up Wu Sheng and Tripterygium vine from the air, started flying over thousands of mountains, stepped out, and appeared in Zhujie Mountain.

At this time, Killing Heart Lie already had a spare head in his body, and had no interest in Wusheng anymore. Instead, he looked at the Mad Demon Buddha and said:

"Crazy monk, I'm very interested in your head now! If you attach your head to my body, how much will my strength improve? Maybe I can defeat the blood river!"

The Demonic Buddha shrugged and said without fear:

"You can try! But since you want to fight, let's walk further in!"

The Demonic Buddha said, and flew towards the depths of that realm.

Upon seeing this, Sha Xinlie immediately flew up and followed him.

Fan Jian now continued down the river of blood.

After killing Xinlie for such a delay, nearly an hour had passed.

I don't know what's going on with the saint at the moment. If she spends one more minute, she will be in more danger.

Ye Qingqing poured some wine into Wu Sheng, but Ziyun Clear Wine could not heal his wounds. They did not have mustard seed bracelets or any medicinal materials on their bodies, so they could only place their hopes on Ziyun Clear Wine.

As he was flying downward, Fan Jian felt that a foot suddenly appeared on his shoulder. When he saw it, he turned around and was shocked.