Fantasy: All my skills are passive

Biluo Qingxia looked at the three of them, sighed softly, and turned to look outside the bamboo forest.

The rustling leaves in the bamboo forest don't stop for a moment.

How can the trees stay still if the wind doesn't stop?

"It's not impossible for you to go and help."

Biluo Qingxia said softly:

"But just going like this is absolutely not okay."

As Biluo Qingxia spoke, she raised her hand and four strange musical instruments suddenly appeared around her.

One is shaped like a bell, but is no bigger than a person.

One looks like a flute, but is several feet long.

Although one is drum-shaped, there are dozens of them stacked up.

"I have a musical formation called the King of Qin's Immortal Breaking Formation. It requires four people who are proficient in music to practice together. When played, it can provide several times the combat power to those fighting."

Biluo Qingxia said, looking at a few people and raising her hands, the musical instruments were immediately arranged in front of the three of them.

"If you can learn this music formation, it will be useful if you go there. If you can't learn it, it will be in vain if you go!"

Ye Qingqing looked at the flute in front of him, stepped forward to touch it, frowned and said:

"Is it difficult?"

"Those who don't know music will not be able to learn it in ten years." Biluo Qingxia said with a smile.

"But I have a quick fix. Just close your eyes and listen to my last song."

Upon hearing this, the saintess immediately sat down cross-legged without hesitation.

Ye Qingqing and Jingfan also sat cross-legged.

Then he saw the blue sky and green clouds raising his hand to strum the strings of the piano and singing softly:

“The mountains and rivers are vast, I drink from the blue clouds and the blue sea, and I look for the traces of immortality everywhere.

At dusk, I stayed in Taiwei and faced the northern land, looking across the stars and rivers.

The fighting wall is everlasting, it is difficult for women to be different from each other when they are empty, and their words and laughter are dangerous for cows to play.

The three districts are boundless, and thousands of years have passed.

With the sword in hand, I leaped over thousands of mountains on horseback, crossed the seven continents, and sang songs while drunk.

The dancing feathers are full of people's voices, and the sharks are weeping when they complain.

Drums and wild songs are played in celebration, the mountains are leaping over with their clanging, Kuafu is chasing Tianyu.

When congratulations come and the gods descend, it is difficult for a person to drink in sorrow and silence. "

Where the melody lingered, the three of them felt that the five notes in their minds were ringing in their ears, and the sound was detailed, as if the five notes of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu were engraved in their minds.

Unknowingly, the three of them were immersed in the music...

"Donor Fan! It's not good!"

Fan Jian was lying on the rocking chair bored. He raised his hand and unleashed hundreds of sword energy, forcing several land gods to jump up and down, when he saw Kong Xiang flying over.

"Donor Fan, it's not good! Killing Xinlie broke through two formations in a row and has left the 22nd Guanming Duanjing Realm and gone to Tai'an Huangya Realm."

Fan Jian nodded slightly when he heard this and said:

"oh……"

"Aren't you worried?" Kong Xiang said in surprise.

"There's nothing to worry about," Fan Jian smiled, raised his hand, and hundreds of sword energy shot out again.

"Let me ask you, did he fill up the entire boundary with something, such as weak water or something?"

Kong Xiang nodded and said:

"With the river of fire."

"It's almost like using force to overcome skill. There are so many monsters in hell, so there is always a way to defeat them." Fan Jian said, handing over another bottle of Spirit-accumulating Pill.

"Just pay attention, don't worry about anything else."

Kong Xiang nodded in understanding, and in the end he just took the elixir and flew to the lower world.

Fan Jian suddenly sat up from the rocking chair, walked to the crowd and said:

"Next, let's intensify the battle! I'm going to attack you, you can only dodge. If I touch you, you will lose. The loser will chase others!"

Before anyone could react, Fan Jian jumped up and came to Guan Shuya's side in one swift step. He raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, knocking him staggering immediately.

Guan Shuya glared at Fan Jian and said:

"Did you say start?"

"Didn't you say it? I forgot, I'm sorry." Fan Jian said and slapped him again.

Guan Shuya immediately moved his feet, jumped out, and said with a sneer:

"You still want to do it? Impossible!"

Fan Jian smiled, flew towards Guan Shuya, but then turned around and instantly came to the smiling Meng Sanqian not far away, patted him and said:

"Master Meng, it's your turn!"

Meng Sanqian's smile condensed on his face, and he turned to look at Bai Shouren in embarrassment.

Bai Shouren's heart was shaken, and he flew out with the steps of Jiujiu God Palace as if his feet were greased.

"As timid as a mouse!" Meng Sanqian said, and followed up on the Nine-Nine Divine Palace steps.

Fan Jian saw everyone starting a happy "ghost hunting game" and immediately said with a smile:

"You guys keep playing, I'll cheer you up!"

As he spoke, hundreds of sword energy surged away again.

Everyone immediately panicked and ran away, but they still gritted their teeth and chased after each other.

Seeing this situation, a group of divine cultivators in the distance couldn't help but feel a little hot blood welling up in their hearts.

Even the top land gods in the world of spiritual cultivation are working hard to cultivate, so how can they rest in shame?

It seemed that Fan Jian had already printed and distributed the footwork album of Jiujiu Shenggong Steps, and everyone started practicing according to the album.

other side.

The empty phase flew down.

He possesses the power of divine vision and divine realm.

Having these two magical powers in his body at the same time allowed him to travel across mountains and rivers as if walking on flat ground, and he could reach thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

Arriving at the twenty-third realm, Tai'an Huangya Realm, Kong Xiangcai practiced to slow down.

The hell demon had broken through two formations before and stopped in the middle of Casting World Mountain.

Here is the third formation set up by Fan Jian.

Kong Xiang concentrated his magic power, and an eye suddenly appeared on his forehead. What appeared in front of him surprised him.

Killing Xinlie and the Hell Demon stopped in front of the formation and stopped climbing.

In the formation, the fire river surged, forming a fire pool of hundreds of miles.

The blazing flames caused the mountainside to continuously break into pieces of rubble, which were then melted into magma by the fire river.

But the formation seemed to still exist, and there was still some illusionary haze in front of him.

Sha Xinlie frowned, grabbed a fire river demon and threw it into the fire river:

"Go and see if the formation is broken!"

The fire river demon swam in the fire river, and just as he was about to speak, his body suddenly twitched, and then the red on his body turned into ashes, and merged into the blood river.

Seeing this, Sha Xin Po was shocked:

"Brother, it only took less than three breaths! It is more powerful than the previous formation!"

Sha Xin Lie frowned and said:

"The world of divine cultivation should not be underestimated! This formation kills people invisibly, how can it be broken?"

Feng Wanli sneered and said:

"Can't you just go around it? This formation is not at the boundary, but only within a hundred miles. It's easy to go around it?"

Sha Xin Lie sneered and said:

"You can fly, but what about those demons and hungry ghosts who can't fly?"

"Why care about them?" Feng Wanli said disdainfully.

Sha Xin Lie sneered and ignored him. He turned to look at Gong Yang Jian Xian and said:

"Shang Tan Weng, can you break it?"

Gong Yang Jian Xian squatted on the ground, looked at Sha Xin Lie blankly and said:

"Are you asking Gong Yang or Shang Tan Weng?"

"Ask you! What's the difference? Don't play dumb!" Sha Xin Po frowned and said.

"Oh... it won't work for Shan Tan Weng." Gongyang Sword Immortal said, pointing at himself.

"But Gongyang might be able to do it."

Sha Xin Po was about to speak when Sha Xin Lie stopped him and said:

"Okay, please let Gongyang Sword Immortal try!"

Sha Xin Lie said, raised his hand and waved, and saw the river of fire surge back, and instantly exited the range of the formation.