Fantasy: All my skills are passive

"Ask him if he dares to compete!" Bai Shouren said with a sneer.

"Why don't you dare?"

Meng Sanqian turned to look at the people in the Hongru Sect and said.

"You leave thirty people to follow me, and the rest go back to the sect. Organize all the divine cultivators above the Golden Core Realm to go and lead them!"

As Meng Sanqian spoke, he glanced at Bai Shouren coldly and said:

"We'll see!"

After saying that, he led the people to jump down from the boundary.

Seeing Meng Sanqian leaving, Bai Shouren sighed and said:

"Finally, I deceived this fool!"

Fan Jian was stunned when he heard this.

Elder Shen suddenly realized and said:

"Ren Jianxian, did you deliberately provoke him to compete with you?"

Bai Shouren smiled bitterly when he heard this and said:

"Meng Sanqian is a good person, but he doesn't care much about anything. This is also the reason why I left Hongru Sect.

I know him too well and know that only in this way can he be stimulated to develop his sect. Otherwise, how could the Hongru Sect have the Five Saints, Twelve Philosophers and Thirty-six Sages? "

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately gave Bai Shouren a thumbs up and said:

"Renjianxian is truly worthy of being the ancestor of the cult!"

Bai Shouren waved his hand and said:

"Master Fan has a kind heart and is willing to work hard for the world of spiritual cultivation. Bai Shouren cannot succumb to others!

The adherents are already reorganizing their numbers. After that, they will move out en masse, and those of us will go first! "

Fan Jian and others immediately gave him away.

After seeing off Bai Shouren and his party, Gushengren stood up and said:

"Fan Jian, I'm going back to Huangjianmen."

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately understood her intentions.

The Desolate Sword Sect is now leaderless, and only Gu Shengren, the daughter of the sect leader, can command them.

Fan Jian nodded, stepped forward and gave her a hug, then kissed her and said:

"Go early and come back early, pay attention to safety."

The Saint Gu nodded and flew away.

Fan Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

The Saint Gu can choose to return to the Wild Sword Sect, which shows that in her heart, she has been able to temporarily let go of her hatred.

For Fan Jian, she only cares about the choice of the ancient saint. She wants to kill Gu Bufan for revenge, and Fan Jian has no hesitation.

If she wants to give up her hatred, Fan Jian will give her full support.

"Do my three views follow my five senses?"

Fan Jian scratched his head, turned around and saw Ye Qingqing lying on the table, picking his fingers out of boredom, and immediately grinned.

With two wives like this, who can guarantee that he will not act according to the other's will?

The blood river is the evil world.

The red light of Manzhushahua is like blood, soaking half of the sky.

Under the Bone Pagoda, Xiao Guizang and the others were frowning.

The Commander-in-Chief of Blood River sat high on the throne, and below him were the brothers Killing Heart Lie and Feng Wanli.

They were escorting Gongyang Sword Immortal, Mad Demon Buddha and Shui Yaoyao respectively.

"I can give you another chance."

The commander of Blood River looked at the three of them coldly and said.

"Are you willing to sincerely submit to me?"

Gongyang Sword Immortal laughed loudly when he heard this and said:

"Xuehe, the last time you and I met, we were sworn enemies. How could I, Gongyang, join forces with our sworn enemy?"

The Demonic Buddha also laughed loudly when he heard this and said:

"Well said! Old poor monk, I never thought in my life that the two of us would have a chance to meet again!"

"Monk Madam, I am so poor that I can only serve three people in my life. One is you, and the other is my anonymous disciple!" Gongyang Sword Immortal said with a smile.

"As for the last one, he is the Pavilion Master of Muyue Pavilion, Mu Chuyi!"

"Have you met the Pavilion Master?"

Shui Yaoyao said in surprise when he heard this.

"Did you really get knocked down from the upper world?"

Gongyang Sword Immortal sneered and said:

"The upper realm is just a group of self-proclaimed immortals! They were afraid of me, so they sent me down to the hell realm!"

Gongyang Sword Immortal said, looked up at the Blood River Commander and said:

"Xuehe, I don't have any objections to you demons from hell, but in my opinion, there is no difference between you and those three people in the upper world!

The three of them thought they controlled the world, and that all living creatures in the world of spiritual cultivation were ants under their control. Life and death depended on their thoughts!

And so are you! Moreover, you are worse than them, and they may not attack ordinary people in the spiritual world due to moral reasons, but you blood river creatures have no scruples in this regard at all!

If I join forces with you, I might as well have taken refuge in Qingting! "

The Commander-in-Chief of Blood River snorted coldly and said:

"You know nothing about blood river creatures!"

Gongyang Sword Immortal immediately sneered and said:

"I sit on your all-knowing throne, what do I not know?"

"I said you don't know, but you just don't know!"

The Commander-in-Chief of Blood River stood up, raised his hand and picked up a Manzhu Shahua and said.

"You know the origins of hell demons and hungry ghosts, but the origins of hell demons and hungry ghosts are different from those of blood rivers!

Blood river creatures are all born from blood rivers. And where the blood river came from, this is something that even the omniscient throne will not tell you! "

The commander of the Blood River said, and with a wave of his hand, he saw the manzhushahua turn into red light all over the sky, and then a phantom appeared in front of everyone.

In the shadow, a Buddha clothed in rays of light stood on the top of the Zhujie Mountain. He raised his hand and gathered his magic power to write a magic circle on the top of the Zhujie Mountain.

I saw the magic circle disappearing into the top of Zhujie Mountain, and then the Buddha sat cross-legged. A spiritual shadow gradually peeled off from his body, and was sucked into Zhujie Mountain by the light of the magic circle.

"That spiritual shadow is the first generation of the Blood River Commander. As for the Buddha, who do you think he is?"

The three of them were speechless when they saw this.

This figure was very familiar to them, even Shui Yaoyao and Gongyang Jianxian had seen him in person.

"Do you need me to say anything else? Whether it's demons from hell or hungry ghosts in prison, including us blood river creatures, who is not forced to be trapped in hell?"

The Commander-in-Chief of Blood River sneered and said:

“We have a common enemy, why can’t we work together?”

"Can you restrain the blood river creatures from eating humans?"

Gongyang Sword Immortal said with a sneer.

The commander of Blood River shook his head:

"The blood demon's wisdom can only be obtained by people. What does it matter if some mortals die for the sake of the great cause?"

"Then there's no need to talk!"

Gongyang Sword Immortal said with a sneer.

"Either kill us or get us to cooperate with you, which is impossible!"

Commander Xuehe turned to look at Shui Yaoyao and said:

"What about you? You used to be the master of the Shuiman Corridor of Muyue Pavilion, and you were demoted to the hell realm. Are you willing?"

Shui Yaoyao looked at the Commander of Blood River with cold eyes and said:

"I'm not willing to give up, but I'm even more unwilling to give up my identity as Mu Yue Pavilion! It doesn't matter if I am a demon, but if my heart changes, I will never go back!"

The Commander-in-Chief of Blood River sneered, jumped back to the throne, and said in a deep voice:

"Throw them into a river of blood and soak them for a few days. I don't believe they can still keep their true feelings!"

"Xuehe, give me the crazy monk's head!" Killing Xinlie said.

"Among these people, Crazy Monk is the most suitable!"

"The Demonic Buddha has the wrathful body of the Buddha's original golden body. If you are not afraid of death, just hit his head!"

The commander of Blood River said with a sneer.

"But I suggest you still pretend to be the descendant of the Aoki Sect!"

Commander Xuehe said, raising his hand and pointing at Xiao Guizang.