Fantasy: All my skills are passive

The time was approaching noon, and Sha Xinlie couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately said in a deep voice:

"No wait! All realm owners, listen! The Prison Hungry Ghost Realm is at the front, go and test the firepower first! The Blood Demon is following behind! Everyone, rush with me!"

I saw the demons, demons and hungry ghosts flying upwards along Zhujie Mountain.

Those hungry ghosts who had not reached the Golden Core Realm and were unable to fly climbed the mountain roads of Zhujie Mountain and flew into the sky quickly.

For these demons and hungry ghosts, hundreds of miles of altitude can be reached almost instantly.

Sha Xin Liehe looked at the boundary not far away, his face suddenly showed a ferocious look, but his steps gradually stopped.

Seeing her stop, Sha Xinpo asked in confusion:

"Brother, why did you stop?"

Sha Xinlie chuckled lightly and said:

"Brother, how different do you think I am compared to Blood River?"

When Sha Xin Po heard this, he frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said:

"Brother, I'm not a brother and I won't help you. The strength of our headless demon general family has never been lower than the upper limit of the Blood River Blood Demon!

Only limited by the head, a good head can bring out the true strength of our headless demon general clan! "

Sha Xinlie nodded and said:

"continue!"

"But the most powerful spiritual cultivators in the world of spiritual cultivation are only land gods. They can only practice for two or three hundred years, which is still far behind the thousands of years of cultivation time we demons and monsters in hell have!"

As Sha Xinpo said, he looked at Ye Wuya's head on Sha Xinlie's neck and said:

"Based on your head, brother, his strength should be considered top-notch among the land gods! But it is far behind the crazy monk, not even as good as Feng Wanli and Sha Tongtian!

If, brother, you have the head of the Mad Demon Buddha on your head, then you and Xue He are only as strong as each other.

However, judging from the current situation, I'm afraid, brother, you can't even use 60% of your own strength, let alone compare with Blood River! "

When Sha Xinlie heard this, he immediately sneered and said:

"That's right! So this time when we attack the world of divine cultivation, the most important goal is to weaken the strength of the Blood River Monster Clan! And find me a good head!

Blood River Blood Demons are born from the wetness of the Blood River. One hundred and thirty-five Blood River Demons are produced every year. Today, the number of Blood River Demons is over 200,000.

As for our headless demon general, we are formed from the lava of purgatory. We produce 80 per year, but now we only have 140,000! "

When Sha Xin Po heard this, he was a little surprised and said:

"Brother, what do you mean..."

"It takes ten thousand years for the Hungry Ghost Realm to have a charcoal-wounding man appear, which is not a problem at all."

Killing Xinlie sneered and said:

"That boy Sha Tongtian had his tail cut off and his strength was greatly reduced. The quicksand demon was also severely weakened. Shui Yaoyao's weak water lineage couldn't get out of weak water, and the windy eagle demon couldn't stand the harsh heat.

The only ones who can compete with our headless demon general clan are the smoke barrier demons from the crazy monk's realm and the evil fire demons from the Shangtanweng realm.

As long as they are all consumed, and we get the good heads in the future, we can kill Blood River and take control of hell!

At that time, these thirty-three levels of divine cultivation will be the world of our headless demon general clan! "

"But... we haven't conquered the realm of divine cultivation yet. Do you think this is too far away?" Sha Xin Po said with a frown.

"What are you afraid of?" Sha Xinlie said with a sneer,

"I don't believe these divine cultivators can stop our headless demon general clan!"

Although Sha Xinpo was somewhat resistant to Sha Xinlie's emotions, he still asked:

"Then brother, what do you think we should do?"

Killing Xinlie showed a ferocious smile and said:

"Of course, let the Blood River Monster Clan be at the front! Things like the Blood Demon are as stupid as wood. As long as they sense the breath of a living person, they will rush forward desperately!

We just have to watch! Send the order to the headless demon general and the world leaders from all walks of life, just watch and watch! "

After hearing this, Sha Xinpo nodded immediately, turned around and gave orders to the monsters that were rushing towards him.

Sure enough, after a while, countless monsters were seen swarming in, but they all stopped near the boundary.

Only the Blood Demon ran upwards without hesitation.

With a sinister smile on his face, Sha Xinlie was feeling very proud when he saw the blood demons flying into the clouds at the boundary falling from the sky one after another.

After falling for dozens of miles, he regained his consciousness and flew upward ferociously again.

The world leaders were a little surprised when they saw this.

Before the blood demon cannibalized people, although he only had cultivation and no thoughts, he still had the realm of a saint. How come he couldn't even penetrate a cloud?

Just when I was surprised, I heard Feng Wanli say:

"Listen, there is a voice in the cloud!"

After everyone heard the words, they immediately distinguished it carefully, and heard the blood demon's ferocious roar, faintly mixed with the sound of a drum. Although the drum sound was not loud, it came and went one after another, and seemed to have something special.

"It should be a kind of sound illusion array!" Feng Wanli said in a deep voice,

"The master of Muyue Pavilion's Qingyin Pavilion also has this kind of formation! And it seems that the clouds and mist are also a kind of formation.

There seem to be a lot of phantom formations arranged at the boundary of this world! "

When Sha Xinlie heard this, he frowned.

The existence of this formation makes low-level creatures like the Blood Demon instantly lose its only bloodthirsty consciousness. Then why not fall from the sky?

If the Blood Demon is immortal, how can we weaken the Blood River Demon Clan?

Thinking of this, Sha Xinlie sneered and said in a deep voice: "Wind Wanli, blow away the clouds and mist and see what the magic of that formation is!"

Feng Wanli nodded, leaped forward, flapped his wings, and a strong wind rose up, sweeping the surrounding clouds and mist, and immediately scattered.

I saw a wall of a hundred feet high surrounding the boundary, and countless fireballs and flames flew down, hitting a person at the boundary at a high speed, bursting out sparks.

Isn't that the guy who made a bet with the Great Commander of Xuehe?

Sha Xinlie was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

What? Am I in an illusion? Why are they fighting each other?

Fan Jian was immersed in the joy of the soaring value of Xiaoshou.

The previous wave of taunting had attracted a lot of hatred for him, and a group of divine cultivators took the thunder of the Shenji Gate and fired fireballs at Fan Jian as if they didn't need money.

But what surprised them was that although their true energy was consumed quickly at this time, it was not slow to recover. In a breath, they could recover all the attacks.

Everyone looked at the occasional blue light around Fan Jian, and immediately understood that this was some kind of skill of Fan Jian.

In addition, after this operation, everyone did have a good understanding of the effect and consumption of the thunder bomb.

Although everyone still had some resentment, they couldn't help but have a great change in their views on him.

Some people even began to admire Fan Jian for testing the law himself and giving them the opportunity to improve themselves!

Although everyone was still launching fireballs, they didn't have that kind of resentment, but really tested the effect of the thunder bomb silently.

At this time, a gust of wind mixed with clouds and mist instantly gushed out from under the boundary, and some of the gods who were close to the boundary were almost blown away.

Fan Jian also noticed this, turned his head and looked, and met Sha Xinlie's eyes.

"Oh! Here it comes..."