I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

The end of the void island.

Under the turbulent fog, there is an endless abyss.

The howling wind is full of chaotic power, which is more terrifying than the shattered flow of time and space, and it is bottomless.

It seems that by jumping from this place, one can escape from the right and wrong of the Void Island and return to the warm embrace of the Holy Spirit Continent.

Of course, this is impossible.

Because this place is called "Falling Abyss".

As one of the nine great Jedi, the danger of falling into the abyss is second to none on Void Island.

The Temple of the Holy Spirit even found the only safe passage from the outer island to the inner island under here... Well, it was before. Now, the passage is gone, and the Abyss is filled with chaos.

Dressed in luxurious robes and with pale blond hair, Yan Wuise stood on the abyss at this moment, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was solemn. The howling wind messed up his slightly curly golden hair, and the violence tore his golden robe rattling.

Yan Wuse was indifferent, silently feeling the power of thunder calamity that had accumulated very obviously under the falling abyss. "Sure enough, it's the same way as the Deep Sea Void Gate."

"The same handwriting, so this little trick should also be done by the saint slave?"

Yan Wuse snorted coldly, his face full of displeasure.

The last time he came, there were not many people crossing the tribulation on the Void Island. He didn't feel the movement of Yuanyuan, and he was almost deceived.

But Yan Wuse does not believe in evil.

He always felt that if something happened to the Void Island, it would have to be in a place like the Fallen Abyss where there was a space passage leading to the inner island.

Sure enough, this time, after experiencing many holy catastrophes and many nine-death lightning catastrophes on Void Island, Fallen Abyss followed with more abnormalities.

Yan Wushi has been observing here for a long time.

Every time someone crosses the catastrophe on the island, part of the power of the thunder catastrophe will be absorbed by the falling abyss and stored in the violent cloud.

Nine Deaths Thunder Calamity absorbs a little, and the energy accumulated by Falling into the Abyss is considerable.

Not to mention, there have already been nearly double-digit holy catastrophes on the island today.

Regardless of whether the robber survived or not,

Anyway, Yuanyuan is about to explode now. Its hidden power at this moment, if it really wants to be fully released, the operability is too great! for example....

"They want to rely on this power to unravel 'Si Wuzhen?'" Yan Wuse suddenly thought of this, and his eyes were full of memories.

Si Wuzhen is a large array of heaven and earth naturally formed by Void Island, reaching the level of the Holy Emperor, which can be said to be a special rule of Void Island.

This time suppressed the power of the foreign race, only the Void tribe can grow naturally on the island and act naturally. When foreigners enter the island, they will always be restrained, and it is difficult to make a full shot.

However, the Void Clan has declined since the death of Tianzu.

A long time ago, the ancestors of the Taoist clan used nine kinds of treasures as the core, and then used the 365 pieces of the Zhenxu stele on the island as the center of the formation, slightly changing the rules of Si Wuzhen.

Ever since, while maintaining its original nature, this formation has also evolved into a large sealing formation.

On the outer islands, Si Wuzhen absorbs natural forces and maintains natural rules through the cores and formation eyes. On the inner island, with the help of the power absorbed by the outer island, a barrier of forbidden spells was formed there.

The inner island of the Void Island became a place of exile, one of the seven bans, and even the Holy Emperor could be imprisoned! "Goose goose goose goose...""

The uninterrupted howling of geese came from the foot, interrupting Yan Wuse's memory.

One of the three emperors of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, who had blond hair and a more violent look on his brows, turned around and kicked, turned into gold, and slashed down.

Boom!

The sound of goose croaking originated from the Zhenxu Monument, which was blasted into the depths of the ground by the shining golden feet. "Noisy."

Yan Wuse slowly withdrew his left foot, the light on it shattered and turned into its original shape.

He stretched out his hands and pinched the center of his brows, with a melancholy look on his face, he sighed for a long time: "It would be great if the boy is here...""

But Dao Qiongcang is obviously not there, and there are other things to do.

Therefore, he had no choice but to regain the brain he hadn't used for a long time and start

thought about it.

"Well, Bazun was sentenced to the inner island, and the seal failed to seal him. He came out as the master of black and white dual veins." Get him a few inner island creatures."

"After some... well, complicated collusion, the third ancestor of Baimai and the devil emperor Black Dragon agreed to his plan, and cooperated with the outside to bring the Void Island to the Yunlun Mountains."

"The Golden Edict of the Holy Emperor appeared, and its purpose was to make more people believe that the canonization foundation of the city of the sky is true, and then attract more people to enter the island, cross the catastrophe, and then use the abyss to accumulate thunder the power of robbery."

"On the island, when there are too many people and there are mixed fish and dragons, he can still use his own people to secretly steal the nine cores, mess up the distribution of the Zhenxu Monument, and destroy the eyes of the formation, that is..."

Yan Wuse lowered his eyes and glanced at the Goose Calling Pai Zhenxu Monument that had been set into the ground, and was about to fall into the abyss with one step closer. He thought for a while, and summoned the goose monument. After all, it was very important, and he had to return it to its original place later.

"Goose goose goose goose..." The goose call continued.

"It's too noisy! It's really too noisy! Who made this Zhenxu Monument look like a goose, or is it just someone?" Yan Wuse's expression twisted.

boom!

With another twitch, he pulled it back to the ground.

Out of sight, out of sight, he had to prevent this goose tablet, which made people's brain ache, from interrupting his train of thought again. He squatted down, turned over a stone with a sharp end, and used it to make a circle on the high mountain next to the abyss. "this is one."

Yan Wuse hadn't used his brain for a long time, worried that he would forget the reasoning just now.

After summarizing it, he once again missed the Dao boy who was supporting Sinan with a slap in the face, and mumbled inexplicably:

"Why would anyone like reasoning?" "Oh!"

When he came back to his senses, from this circle called "one", draw three lines with stones.

Yan Wuse sat down on the ground regardless of the mess, scratched his head with his upper body lying on his stomach, and poked the first line with the sharp end of the stone in his hand.

"The first question, is the power accumulated in the abyss really used to untie Si Wuzhen?"

"Well, this is the easiest to think of, but it is also the hardest to stop. It takes a lot of people, money, things, and time to stop success, so it must be!"

"Ah! It's another conspiracy...I'm so annoying!"

"...That's why the old man started reasoning here? Want to hold me back?"

Yan Wuse lay on the ground, raised his eyes as if he had realized something, and stared blankly at the violent sea of ​​fog under the falling abyss.

Annoyed, he grinned, and had no choice but to use a stone to scrape his scalp, and along the way, he stained his blond hair with some dust without knowing it.

"Think! Think!"

Yan Wuse slapped himself twice, forcing himself not to let go, and continued to push down:

"Then the corresponding solution, I have to find the core, otherwise I have to bleed profusely, and put some treasures back to their original positions... Oh! Who knows where the core is? I was supposed to bleed, this damn Dao Qiongcang !"

"By the way, I have to put that noisy goose tablet back in the eye of the formation to restore Si Wuzhen's strength." "But, the old man doesn't know how to put Si Wuzhen!"

"Well?"

At this point in Yan Wuse's thoughts, he suddenly jumped up, and then slammed his butt on the high ground.

He reached out his hand and took out a formation disk from his bosom, injected with spirit energy, and the heavenly secrets intertwined in it formed a large formation. There are nine red dots and three hundred and sixty-five blue dots on the big formation, marking the correct distribution positions.

Dislocations and missing positions are marked in gray and flashing continuously, which obviously needs to be resolved urgently. Yan Wuse suddenly came to his senses, and felt a sense of suffocation that had been arranged by others.

"No wonder No. 2 gave this array to the old man before he left. This is Si Wuzhen, right? You have already thought of it?" already?"

"Well, it's time for me to think about it. My brain will rust if I don't use it for a long time... What does he mean?"

Silently put away the array plate, Yan Wuse took a deep breath, drew another circle on the side, and muttered cracklingly.

After a long time, he returned to the main circle.

Stone, poked to the second line outside the circle.

"Back to the front, the arrival of the Void Island cannot be accomplished overnight, and it is impossible for the eight masters to summon successfully."

"Yu Lingdi saw Ba Zun Fan in the White Grotto, and Gou Wuyue said that he also heard Ba Zun Fan officially declare war on the Holy God Hall at that time."

"Then here must be the key." "Well, the key....fufu~"

Yan Wuse nodded his head thoughtfully, nodded, his eyelids suddenly became heavy, and finally the world disappeared. It wasn't until his chin hit the ground that he was awakened and got back to business.

"Well....."

"The predecessor of the White Grotto was Jinzhao Prison Sea. Jinzhao Prison Sea was the birthplace of the third ancestor of Baimai, Jinzhao, who also raised a holy palace dragon Rongzhi."

"Sang Qiye, a traitor from Jinzhao's lineage, is the saint slave without sleeves. Who has entered the White Cave as a sleeveless disciple? He took the task of sleeveless?"

"Yan Mang was born...ah, my head hurts! Help..."

Yan Wushi rubbed his temples in pain, and continued to recall the information he had collected before:

"When was the last time Yan Mang was born? It seems to be related to Jinzhao Prison Sea? Is Jinzhao Patriarch infiltrating power?"

"By the way, the Red Clothes have reported it, and they haven't found any clues to the rift in another dimension."

"But the four swords were unearthed, which proves that the seal on Jinzhao Prison Sea has been loosened. The people on the inner island are restless, and the space crack leading to the void island should also exist."

"The eight masters have been in the White Cave... yes, he has a high probability of finding what the red clothes didn't find, so it was at this time that they discussed the details of summoning the Void Island?"

"Hmph! A bunch of shit that deserves to be hacked!"

With Yan Wuse's hand, he crushed the stone on the spot, but the thread on the ground was not broken. He changed the stone and continued to hold against the second line.

"Then here comes the question. How did Bazun Fan just happen to be sentenced to the Inner Island back then? Isn't this fulfilling the title of Lord of Black and White Double Veins? Could it be that we were being used?"

"Well, it's impossible! With Dao's resourcefulness, it's impossible to be used... Hiss! I almost forgot, Dao didn't take office at that time, right?"

"You have to tell him about this!"

At this point in Yan Wuse's thoughts, he stood up anxiously, suddenly relieved, shook his head and said "ah", "I can even think of it..." He lay down again like a rotten salted fish, In a hurry, he pouted his buttocks, rested his chin with his left hand, and poked the third line with a stone in his right hand.

The second line has no meaning to think about, Dao Qiongcang must start preparing, or return to the present moment. "The third question."

"I can think of the eight gods who want to solve Si Wuzhen, and the Dao boy can definitely think of it."

"Boy Dao said, you have to treat Ba Zun as him, and Ba Zun can think of what I can think of." "So this is not his real plan at all, it's just a delay, so what is his real plan ...." Yan Wuse grabbed the blond hair again, and the top of his head was like a nest of unkempt birds' nests.

He drew a sentence for the first two lines, but after thinking for a long time, the third line couldn't come out. "what is it then?"

"Hiss, what could it be?"

"Jump away as taught by the Taoist boy, yes, jump away, I am a third party, or I am an enemy, think from this..." "If I am eight, then my purpose is * **This damn Temple of the Holy Spirit."

"Haha, that's funny! How could this be possible, am I an idiot? The Temple of the Holy Spirit is obviously so strong!" Yan Wuse stopped thinking on the spot.

Kill on the holy mountain? This is ridiculous!

In this world, no one can kill the Holy Mountain. Soon, he slapped himself.

"Well, I'm still eight, and I insist on fighting, but if I'm not stupid, then how should I fight?

? "It's impossible to kill the holy mountain directly. There are too many people on the holy mountain, and they are too strong."

"That is... pulled out to fight?"

Yan Wushi frowned, as if he had a direction. "How?"

"Pull it out, he...uh, I can't beat him either."

"It's unlikely that the eight of them are going to drag the old man and No. 2 to this empty island, right?" "Haha, it's funny, it's so funny! This emperor, he can fight?"

Yan Wuse sneered air from his nose, he was almost not angry with his own thoughts, and felt irritated for a while. From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on this gang of snakes and rats mingling in the dark!

If you want him to come, no matter what the kid said, "Continental turmoil", first set fire to destroy the big den of snakes and rats in the Xuyue Gray Palace. If the saint slaves dare to declare war, the next one will destroy the saint slaves, all ten members of the council will come out, and their blind beeping mouths will be torn apart by them!

Hades' fire has been very lively recently... Then ten people will go there together, and put out the fire by the way, kill these people, and help recover some Leijiatong.

What's so good about "mainland turmoil"?

For the sake of everyone, abandoning the small family, adults understand the truth.

In this world, how can there be any absolute fairness, and how can there be any fairy tales where you can have both fish and bear's paw?

After the banner of justice was raised, the order of the mainland has been maintained for so many years, bringing peace and prosperity to the world, and benefiting thousands of mortals and spiritual masters.

Today is the best world!

The order that exists today is the best order!

All those who tried to resist and shouted "freedom" turned out to be selfish, so they should be pulled out in time and killed!

Even if you take a bigger step, it will cause a little turmoil.

But for the sake of prosperity and order, and for the peace of the vast majority of people, it doesn't matter if you tear it apart, it won't crack and kill people. "Hit me.."

"Ah!"

Yan Wuse's eyes were cold, from laying on the ground to standing up, he spit on his left and right hands a few times, rubbed each other a few times, and stroked the top of his head from front to back.

With messy hair, order was restored in an instant, and the roots were extremely obedient and radiant.

Yan Wuse spat, and the saliva just got stuck on the end of the third line that was just drawn.

He raised his shiny shiny leather boots, stepped on them hard, and stamped his own answers on the ridiculous questions. "Shit, I'll blow you up!"

Turning around, the underground goose monument was lifted by golden threads.

Before the irritating howling of the goose could be heard, he was imprisoned in an absolutely enclosed ball of golden light.

After a search of memory, the place where this town monument should go, immediately appeared, located in the Giant Kingdom not far from the Forest of Miracles. Yan Wuse's eyes were fixed, and the light in his eyes turned into pure gold at this moment.

He didn't even need to go there personally, he found the place where the goose monument should go in an instant through the light index of the void island. With one flick.

call out!

The absolutely closed ball of golden light disappeared near the falling abyss with the speed of light of the goose monument. "I still need some blood..."

Yan Wuse sighed, and immediately wanted to take out the treasures and use them as the cores lost in various places to suppress Si Wuzhen. At this moment, a slightly panicked voice spread throughout the entire void island.

"Yan Wushi, save me—"

Yan Wuse's face froze, with an expression of disbelief. This is

The voice of number two! "Really?"

"I really want to pull away from the void island and fight here?"

"Bazun Fan did it himself? No. 2 can't beat him? What is he thinking, does he really want to seek death so quickly?" Through the induction of calling the holy name, Yan Wuse instantly saw the scene in a certain place.

He saw an illusory world of falling plums, in which there were countless shattered and bleak ancient characters, and there stood an ancient sword cultivator with white hair and a beautiful face, with a refined temperament.

"Mei people?"

Yan Wuse didn't have time to look at other people, his brows were raised high, as if he was shocked by something, and he couldn't react for a while. "what's the situation?"

"The majestic angel of heaven, but can't beat a mere Meisi? What are you doing, play me

! "Look at it.

"Sword master?"

The corner of Yan Wuse's mouth twitched, and he finally understood something. "But it's not enough!"

"If you can't beat it, you can always run, right? You still ask for help, is it held up by something?" "The era of ancient sword repair has clearly passed away, and it can't be beaten... bad luck!"

Yan Wuse, who found it bothersome, rubbed his brows and opened his tightly locked brows, then took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand. Spots of light shot up, and soon the light was outlined, turning into a white and holy angel of light that cannot be looked directly at.

Yan Wuse handed over a space ring with a gloomy expression, and ordered: "Go and fill in the gaps in the cores, hold on for now."

"Yes." The angel of light was so wise, he nodded and took the ring, and it turned into light and disappeared. "Artificial objects, as expected, can only produce a pile of waste! How dare you sit with me..."" Yan Wuse didn't know what to think of, sneered coldly, and was about to rush to save people. But as soon as he lifted his footsteps, his movements stopped in the void again.

The violent energy of Fallen Abyss was still accumulating behind him, and the howling wind was still tearing at his clothes. The huge power accumulated here is completely a big trouble.

If it is not resolved, it may be used by others.

If it is to be solved, it may take some time for the ordinary half saint to come, and it may not be resolved completely. Yan Wuse thought for a while, and pinched with two fingers out of thin air.

"Buzz!"

Thousands of miles of energy, evacuated into a vacuum. The endless way is invisible.

Falling into the abyss and no one's land, everything was drained in an instant, and it became a black hole thousands of miles away.

But even the spatial shatter was gone—it was also wiped out by Jhin!

"Sun wheel."

Yan Wuse's fingertips squeezed out a huge, white, flat, light-energy compression wheel like a shining sun. Without looking back, he lightly threw the sun wheel with his fingertips towards the abyss, and stepped forward.

This movement was careless and casual, just like when he was lying on the ground drawing a picture, he crushed a stone casually. "Boom!"

The energy accumulated by absorbing the power of the holy calamity from all sides seemed to be thrown into a higher level and more terrifying energy group, and it was instantly disordered.

After a loud explosion, there was a sound.

A vast beam of light soaring into the sky opened up in the falling abyss, and the fluctuation was even worse than that of the holy robbery. Such majestic and terrifying energy instantly spread to Yan Wushi's back.

But all chaotic energies became extremely docile as if they had been purified by the holy light after they were nearly colorless and colorless, and they dared not make mistakes.

Except for the light, the sky and the earth have lost all other colors.

The black figure with colorless backlight walked in the blazing white sky, slowly walking towards the void, like a god who was about to return to the God Realm.

"Om..."

The bright scorching sun rose slowly in the sky, and the entire void island trembled slightly. Everyone on the island raised their eyes and saw this vision in the distance. In terms of feeling, it seems that even the holy robbery can't compare with this kind of scene?

what happened? etc!

In the white scorching sun that suddenly rose, there seemed to be a bit of black...human?

That's a person? !

At the same time, all the spiritual masters struggling on the void island seemed to have heard a cold and chilling holy voice:

"They're all looking for death..."

"Since that's the case, this emperor will fulfill you."

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