I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"The Holy Emperor is in a bit of a mess..."

In the sky above the Hall of Sin, Dao Qiongcang was a little surprised when he saw the Holy Emperor Huang Ze who had been predicted to grab his position from the wind core, and couldn't help but glance back at Rao Yaoyao.

Xu Xiaoshou's combat awareness cannot be underestimated at all!

Anyone who wants to fight him with the mentality that he is just a person who has received the power of the Sage Emperor, but is still a young man at heart, will definitely be wiped out.

This guy has only one tactic in fighting: crush people with power, then spout blood, kill people after killing people!

But there is no doubt that Xu Xiaoshou's tactics were successful.

As an outsider, Dao Qiongcang saw it more clearly.

Xu Xiaoshou had never underestimated any opponent, but when facing this junior, the Holy Emperor couldn't help feeling underestimated.

Smart and self-confident people, like Ba Zun, will usually choose to fight their opponents head-on, and then crush them strongly.

Xu Xiaoshou is different, completely different!

He is cunning with alternative calculations, but he is full of self-confidence under his arrogance. He first breaks people's defenses with trash talk, and then shows his killer move in an attempt to see him.

In Dao Qiongcang's eyes, there is no distinction between the two tactics. He even admires Xu Xiaoshou's tactics, after all, everyone is dirty.

But if you really want to make a comparison, you can only say that it depends on who the opponent is.

There is no doubt that Xu Xiaoshou's tactics against Rao's have always been successful.

so……

Is this a lineage?

The seemingly invincible Sacred Emperor Rao was suddenly found out a weakness by Xu Xiaoshou?

Dao Qiongcang couldn't help but look at Rao Yaoyao again.

"What are you looking at me for?" It's okay to look at it once, but it's disrespectful to look at it twice, Rao Yaoyao was keenly aware of this strange look.

"No." Dao Qiongcang shook his head, looking back at the battlefield.

"You clearly..."

"The Holy Emperor is going to be in danger."

Dao Qiongcang interrupted,

After successfully changing the subject, Rao Yaoyao couldn't help looking worried.

The battle in the Extinct Fireland is imminent.

Absurdly, the Holy Emperor transformed from the wind core, and what was hanging on his body was not only the Long Fusion Realm that exploded from the blow that he ate just now, causing him to be in an extremely bad state.

There is also the spiritual defense that was torn apart by Xu Xiaoshou's trash talk attack - this is the biggest breakthrough.

After showing himself, he saw that Xu Xiaoshou's fighting consciousness could keep up with his own... This young man, whose bone age is only about 20 years old, actually has a fighting consciousness close to the three realms?

If you are reckless, the Holy Emperor is already in a bad mood.

He directly blocked Xu Xiaoshou's trash talk, never daring to listen to it, not daring to get angry.

The wind core is closed, and the white flames are exhausted.

If it is reckless, the Holy Emperor will come out from the center instead, with no white inflammation on his body.

But after showing up, his first choice was not to go straight up with anger, but to turn around and leave.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Rao Wangze, I, Xu, are really so invincible, can a few words scare you away?"

On the top of the solitary building, Xu Xiaoshou laughed wildly.

But let’s talk about it, let’s talk about it, how could he let the cooked duck fly away?

This wave of arrogance will hurt both the soul and the flesh, but he has sacrificed the strongest verbal sword. If he still can't grasp such an opportunity, he will be arrogant to his "agility" at the level of the Holy Emperor.

"Ow!

"

Opening his mouth, Xu Xiaoshou let out a dragon roar.

The condensed and compressed dragon ball in front of his face burst open in an instant, gushing out dragon's breath all over the sky.

The black demonic power is like flying ink from the nine heavens, destroying the surrounding fields, instantly covering the cavitation wind, Rao Wangze who wants to escape.

"The current month, the ancient wind..."

Huang Ze Shengdi, who had completed the adjustment of mentality in an instant, responded calmly, and then pointed out the apoplexy scriptures, and said calmly:

"Send by the wind!"

Huo made a soft sound, and the invisible gate of time and space seemed to open wide, and a distant coolness blew through the sky and the earth.

That power is full of antiquity, vicissitudes, and a long-lasting taste, blowing through the roaring energy of Dragon Ball, blowing through the reckless emperor...

Sacred Emperor Huang Ze, who was overwhelmed by the attack, was separated from that energy in one fell swoop!

They are clearly intertwined, but at this moment they are clearly separated!

The wind took away all the dragon ball energy, compressed it in a corner, and imprisoned it in the ancient wind.

The remaining vain is the Holy Emperor, who was able to get out of the predicament of the present and present, and walk away on the horse.

Not only the onlookers were dumbfounded by this move, but also Xu Xiaoshou, the person involved.

"The power of time..."

Undoubtedly, the holy emperor's defensive skill involved the Dao of Time.

This reminded Xu Xiaoshou of his finger of destroying body and spirit.

At this moment, that kind of energy is still compressed on the ruins of the Hall of Sin.

It neither exploded nor lost, and has always been in a superposition state between the two.

That finger is like being trapped in a "world" without time flow, only the "wind cycle" that blows from ancient times to the present and then flows back to ancient times.

At that time Xu Xiaoshou couldn't understand it, but now he understands a little bit, it's the power structure of "Feng Yousong".

Obviously, the Holy Emperor is not a pure wind attribute alchemist.

In other words, his understanding of the wind attribute was tinged with time.

In this world, nothing exists independently, including the power of innate attributes.

High temperature can achieve the ultimate white flame, and low temperature can also achieve three-day freezing. Xu Xiaoshou has long understood this truth.

But the wind attribute can also have some time relationship, and Xu Xiaoshou has a new understanding of the way of refining spirits.

But……

"Do you think that by doing this, you can get rid of me, Xu, who is chasing you?"

Xu Xiaoshou's mind was full of animal desires, and the corners of his lips parted unconsciously, almost cracking to his ears.

At the same time, he only had the thought of chasing and killing, and the ghostly shadows of the seven blood trees flickered behind him.

——If God helps!

"Peng."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were red, and his body twitched, making a loud noise.

But he didn't explode, but his skin started to burn, and heat waves and steam came out from his body.

This is not all the white inflammation, but the blood flow speed has been accelerated to the extreme.

There was a gash in his back.

A branch with a blood-colored leaf protruded from it, and as soon as it started to grow, Xu Xiaoshou lost control.

"Hunting time!"

With a sound of rest, Xu Xiaoshou escaped into the holy way with a grinning grin, and disappeared.

Even he himself didn't know why he made such a move.

But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was not just manipulating this body.

There is also a mysterious force, guiding him what to do, how to fight, how to go crazy and vent, which is the best interpretation of bloody power.

"Buzz!"

The blood-red sky has infected the power of the dark world.

Even at the feet of the people far away in the Hall of Sin, they felt filled with the smell of blood.

Subconsciously, a red light flashed in everyone's eyes, and they felt that they were soaked in the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

That beastly desire almost engulfed people's hearts, but instead of torturing everyone, it let them out.

"what happened?"

Someone looked back in horror and lowered his eyes, only to see that his feet were still his feet, there was no sea of ​​blood, no bones, no wreckage!

But when I look up...

God, become red!

"Buzz!"

The gleam of red light flashed across the entire void island.

Beside Suzaku's gate, the five degenerates of heaven and man, who have been completely overwhelmed by blood, have already lost their sanity.

Emperor Qishu's body was arrogant and unreasonable, and he didn't give a chance to discuss it at all. He was squeezing the potential of the five declines of heaven and man.

When Xu Xiao was moved by the idea of ​​using the power of the blood tree, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man lowered their heads.

he died.

In the next second, his head, which was hanging down weakly, suddenly lifted up again.

He came alive.

A blood-colored light burst out from the eyes of Heaven and Man's Five Decays.

He sacrificed himself and made Xu Xiaoshou.

"Hunger and thirst, the beginning of animal nature!"

The deep and hoarse voice of the holy voice resounded through the void island.

Having escaped into the invisible, the Holy Emperor only felt an impulse welling up in his mind.

That power is not unstoppable, but on the Void Island, subject to the rules and the struggle against the spirit of the Void Island, the Holy Emperor cannot attack one after another.

This weakness is infinitely magnified at this moment!

The Holy Emperor only came back to his senses, and when he felt something was wrong, he originally intended to escape to Qingmao.

But as soon as he came out of the rules of the avenue, what he saw was a deep ravine with sword marks, and a scene of a mountain of corpses split in half and a sea of ​​blood.

——Blood Realm!

"No, this is the power of guidance..."

The childish hole of the Holy Emperor shrank suddenly, and his scalp was numb.

This picture is too scary!

The blood realm can be said to be Emperor Qishu's lair on the outer island. What is the difference between fleeing here and throwing yourself into a trap?

Just as he was about to escape again, his spirit and will trembled, and a red light flashed in the eyes of the Holy Emperor, and the animal spirit surged in his mind.

"What if it's 'touch'?"

"Xu Xiaoshou is invincible in absorbing the power of the Four Great Sage Emperors, but he is weak."

"I just need to hit him head-on. The power in his body is confused, and he will collapse from the inside..."

"Wow!" At this point in his thoughts, a strange wolf howl burst out from his ears.

The Holy Emperor suddenly woke up, but he knew that the time had passed.

He was charged!

Xu Xiaoshou also followed!

His speed was not slower than his own, and Emperor Qishu's all-round and no-dead-angle mental control successfully amplified his inner obsession and controlled himself for two waves.

"Then touch!"

"Hard to tough!"

They come, the security.

If you are reckless, the Holy Emperor will calm down instead.

Flipping the pages of the Fengli Sutra in his hands, it settled down to the most violent final chapter.

"Song of Leaving the Moon!"

With a bang, the rules of the blood world completely collapsed.

Up and down in all directions, throughout the ages, it has turned into a song of wind like howling ghosts and wolves, like thousands of giant knives slashing, completely cutting the way into pieces.

With a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the sea of ​​blood was turbulent, and when the Liyue Daoge came down, it had been completely reduced to dust.

With one blow, the pattern of the blood world was perfectly rewritten, and there was no longer a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and it became a pure gust of wind.

If the Nine Great Jedi of the Void Island are determined at this time, the "Blood World" can already be removed, and the "Wind Belt" will lead a new chapter.

And Xu Xiaoshou, who escaped from the holy way and flashed into the strong wind belt, was naturally attacked by all the chaotic storms.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..."

Countless cracks opened on his body in an instant, as if he had entered a wind-attributed force field, scars and blood intertwined and blossomed.

The black dragon scales all over the body can resist ten, one hundred, one thousand wind blade attacks.

But in this gust of wind, the frequency of attacks is too high to count!

Xu Xiaoshou broke into it alone, his body covered in dragon scale armor, instantly shattered into pieces.

"Attacked, passive value, +9999."

"Attacked, passive value, +9999."

"..."

The information bar overflowed like a pop-up frame, and the pain Xu Xiaoshou was suffering at this moment was also pointed to the extreme.

But under the stimulation of Emperor Qishu's hunger and thirst for animals, the pain did not make him flinch, but stimulated the blood of people.

Just like in the Eighth Palace at that time, Cenchov took a shady branch of the blood tree and dared to fight hundreds of Dao and Taixu.

There is no shame in the bravery of a common man, and the reckless one can rule the roost!

"Excuse me! Idiot! Then!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were about to split, and he let out a heart-piercing roar, which meant that his obsession with beheading people had gone crazy at this moment.

Facing Huang Ze Shengdi's face, he punched out in the air.

In the heart of the fist, there are still compressed the heart of Jinzhao, the three-day frozen robbery, the little blue flower of Pinghu, the sword thought, the holy power and the power of the four great emperors!

At the same time, Huang Ze Shengdi only felt drawn into a special space.

He hadn't experienced this strange feeling for many years.

Not Sanctuary...

Nor is it a virtual world...

Rather, it is a realm only used by novices in the throne realm!

"Boundary!?"

Rao Wang almost laughed out loud.

This is too "scary", even the realm is forced out by you!

The corners of Rao Wang's lips were drawn, and he just watched with a smile as Xu Xiaoshou's fist was concentrated and attacked by wind blades in the gust of wind during the short process of appearance and confrontation, cutting off all flesh and blood.

Until the end, there was only one cracked fist bone left, trembling and trying to knock him, the Holy Emperor of the Rao family, into the air.

"Are you joking?"

The Holy Emperor finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

He understood it, and he was in the same line as Xu Xiaoshou according to his ancestor's strength, so he could catch it.

But Emperor Qishu cultivated the strongest guiding power, and even other people would fall for it.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't bear the power of Emperor Qishu at all!

He, completely, was tricked by the power of the Holy Emperor into a reckless man who can only use his body to fight!

However, in the face of this sarcasm, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were about to split open until he was finally cut into a bloody skull without a flesh-colored face. Suddenly, he snapped his jaw and reproduced a ferocious smile.

He is still sane!

He's still in control!

From the moment he awakened the berserk giant, he will never be overwhelmed by "beast desire" again!

"You are joking, Rao Huang Ze!"

"One hit four, how dare you underestimate me, who gave you the courage... so cute?"

"Then you are really cute!"

There was a bang.

Like electricity crackling, the golden glow is empty.

The wind blades all over the sky were blown apart, and the bony fist in front of the Holy Emperor's eyes suddenly turned into a golden fist that looked like Mount Tai smashing the top.

Rampage Giant!

This change not only shook the entire wind belt.

With the hearts of countless spectators, Dao Qiongcang's unbearable memories, and the frightened and trembling two-point childishness of Huang Ze Shengdi.

A golden punch replaced the bones.

However, it wasn't the power of the berserk giant's body that flicked the violent wind with the Saint Emperor's wind blade, but the scorched and scorched rolling Dao that blasted out with a punch.

These exposed avenue rules are now like the intertwined threads in the giant's sleeve robe after enlargement.

Under the power of Chu Shennian, the silk thread of Dao Ze's sleeve robe faded away from this world inch by inch, but it brought an ultimate end to pure violence.

"die!

! "

There was a gap in the violent giant's back, and the blood tree's shady branch had grown into two blood trees at this time, with a dense canopy, rustling and dancing.

This violent punch under the blessing of the sleeveless and red burnt hand is holding the most extreme output of the blasting realm.

Throne Realm is not scary.

The frightening thing is that it is not just a realm, but a medium that can perfectly detonate the power of the Four Great Sage Emperors and possesses the power of various semi-sacred levels!

The power of this punch fully vented all the power in Xu Xiao's body!

Presumptuously, the Holy Emperor, as a Holy Emperor, reacted extremely quickly.

But when he realized something was wrong, it was already too late, and he could no longer retreat, so he could only accept it hard.

——Is it not too late to make up for it?

"Fengshen Scroll!"

The Fengli Sutra was instantly shattered, turning into pure and viscous cyan wind power of the Holy Emperor, and injected it into the body of the Holy Emperor.

With one punch, Huang Ze Shengdi stretched his waist, and unexpectedly summoned a mammoth Fengshen image that was no less than the berserk giant.

This image of the Fengshen hangs down its eyes and protects its elbows, wrapped in green silk and satin, wrapped in mysterious green clothes, like a Buddha or a demon, like a god or a ghost.

From the state of nothingness to the embodiment of Fengshen, it is only a moment.

This type of spiritual technique also represents Rao Wangze's strongest defense under the improvisational reaction.

However, the berserk giant drew back and punched, and the Holy Emperor still felt something was wrong...

No!

It's very wrong!

At that moment, he only felt that his left eye popped into his right eye socket, the bridge of his nose folded into his throat, and the upper and lower rows of left half teeth even knocked out the right half of his teeth, bringing out a mouthful of blood that he suddenly poured out, as well as moving Pieces of broken viscera.

"It was you, the fake Fengshen surnamed Rao!"

With a sound of Peng, under the horrified gaze of the outside world, the head of Fengshen Elephant turned 720 degrees twice on the spot.

The final image frozen in the screen of the spiritual mirror is the misplaced and distorted facial features of the image of the wind god, without the majesty of a holy emperor.

Completely blown away!

Not only the magic skill of the Holy Emperor, but also the dignity of being a Holy Emperor!

The neck of the Fengshen elephant turned into a gust of wind and shattered on the spot.

And the Huangze emperor who was protected in it was injured by the elephant, his head flew away, and his body flew out backwards.

"Xu Xiaoshou, did you blow away the Holy Emperor?" Countless people were dumbfounded.

This punch told everyone that when the Saint Emperors confronted each other, they only lost the opportunity for a split second...

Fix it before it's too late!

"Roar!"

Without any hesitation, Xu Xiaoshou punched him, and exploded the realm of his palm.

With a loud bang, the entire wind belt was blown to pieces by the power of the four holy emperors on the spot, and another Jedi was blasted into nothingness.

The Holy Emperor Huang Ze, who was able to keep his body under one punch, was also blown away.

He was unable to maintain it, and only escaped with a trace of spiritual power.

As for the Holy Emperor Huang Ze, who couldn't even maintain the form of the Holy Emperor's thought incarnation, at this moment, everyone could see a bit of a "bereaved dog" from his actions.

"Let you go?"

The berserk giant disappeared, but Xu Xiaoshou followed with a snarl, appearing in front of this wisp of the Holy Emperor's will.

"Xu..."

"Shut up!"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes in Lingkong, and all the demons unfolded under his eyes.

At this moment, the Holy Emperor Huang Ze, who had a ray of will left, did not see the shadow of the black sky, the silver moon, or the lonely building.

It's a rampaging giant with two scorched black arms, stepping on the black dragon of the devil emperor, carrying seven blood trees on his back, surrounded by a sea of ​​white flames, with a green prison in the air above his head!

The Holy Emperor was dumbfounded.

He was completely suppressed by such a vicious image.

Heart swordsmanship, Tianjie?

Who is this Xu Xiaoshou, who can break through in front of the battle?

After recovering from the unrivaled imagery, Rao Wang's thoughts have become concrete - in the world of falling flowers with red plums, what he sees is a solid black sword.

Fierce swords, there are four swords!

Xu Xiaoshou spat sideways, and with a backhanded sword, pierced into the heart of this thought form, mercilessly.

laugh!

Rao's ignorance of the Holy Emperor's mind was instantly demonized.

At the last moment, what he heard was the cynicism that he could remember all his life, the speech was extremely slow, the tone was extremely dull, but every word was cruel:

"The generation of rats and sparrows will live in vain."

"The lost dog, An De begged for mercy?"