I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Settle accounts after autumn! The finger of disillusionment and the cohesion of the Holy Emperor's power formed an energy that could wipe out human figures and gods, and erupted at the rear of the battlefield.

Just as Dao Qiongcang thought, this is a thunder! The presumptuousness is that the Holy Emperor did not choose to erase it when he first descended, but just used a similar

The means of "exile" temporarily imprisoned them. In his world, the move was too thankless to be necessary.

He only needs to erase Xu Xiaoshou, and the people in the Holy Spirit Hall will have a lot of time to clean up the next battlefield.

But he never thought that Xu Xiaoshou, who is a majestic emperor, not only failed to kill Xu Xiaoshou, but was swallowed by him in the end.

So now...the power of this Finger of Destruction of Body and Spirit, which even Sage Emperor Fang Wang Ze felt that it would take some effort to clean it up in the eyes of Chu Luo, is beyond doubt.

Now that the others have gone, the second explosion of this thunder has become an absolute killing move that no one can check and balance.

"Danger!" The people below were looking forward to it, with despair in their eyes. Judging from Xu Xiaoshou's previous battle with Huang Ze Sage Emperor, once the Sage Emperor's power erupts, almost no one in this land will be spared.

Naturally, everyone lost the urge to flee and just quietly waited for death to come. And, just look forward to it, maybe there will be a turning point?

For example, the Taoist Palace Master can still make a move, and the Holy Emperor will come again, or Xu Xiaoshou chose to stop because he cared about the lives of these fish in the pond at a critical moment?

No one cares about them! Dao Qiongcang only saw Rao Yaoyao. But after he sounded the reminder, before he even had time to make a move, the door of the second dimension opened above his head.

The forbidden law enchantment rules that belonged to the inner island were brought out. What followed was the voice of the transparent human water ghost who had been hiding out of the battle situation: "Xu Xiao has murderous intentions, why do you struggle so hard?" At this moment, Dao Qiongcang could hardly hear the voice. , There was also a bit of sadness in the eyes.

His holy thoughts couldn't be used, but his gaze almost swept across the entire void island, as if he saw the direction of the Seven Tree Emperor.

The arrival of "death". Everything is heading for the worst outcome. Just like the end of the chess game he thought of when he saw the hesitation of the Holy Emperor Huang Ze when he went to the Extinct Fire Territory.

"Eight Venerables, you are absolutely amazing..." With a loud bang, Dao Qiongcang's silent murmur was destroyed.

The energy storm in the sky is like a beautiful epiphyllum blooming in the night. It is a little late, but it blooms all the brilliance in an instant.

"No—" Below His Royal Highness, countless people wailed. The reason for this is that the Holy Emperor's style of sending it away in a leisurely manner is indeed sending the body and spirit a little higher into the sky, and it is no longer adjacent to the surface.

If so, the power of the Holy Emperor and the power of soul disillusionment bloom at the same time. The coercion that surged like a tide, wave after wave, still crushed the defenseless figures on the ground from a long distance away.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!" One after another, bloody flowers bloomed on the stone ruins of the Temple of Sin.

Together with the spirit refiners who hid in ancient buildings and found some ancient defensive formations, they were not spared.

The power of the Holy Emperor is no child's play. Even if it is only the aftermath, how can it be that the ordinary Dao Slash and Taixu can contend?

"Xu Xiaoshou, it's you again..." Above the nine heavens, the sound of the storm dying out. Rao Yaoyao, who was sent to the center of the storm by the Great Teleportation Technique, was beaten to death without expecting the climax of the battle she expected to come so quickly.

According to her prediction, under Dao Qiongcang's instructions, she has already begun to be wary of strange forces such as Emperor Qishu and Qingshi of the God Prison, and she should spend more than ten rounds with Xu Xiaoshou before being pushed to the limit.

At that time, either Xu Xiaoshou's strength will be exhausted, and the mountains and rivers will be exhausted; or the sky will be ready, and the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.

But this thunder buried behind the battlefield, combined with Xu Xiaoshou's great teleportation technique, ruined all her hopes.

"Bang!" With the absolute defense of Shan Hai, under the power of the Holy Emperor and the finger of disillusionment, Shan Hai couldn't hold on for even half a breath.

The creatures and dead spirits that were used to judge in the Hall of Sin were all blown up to powder and returned to nothingness. The breath of destruction is like the wildest wind that Rao Yaoyao has ever seen when he first entered the innate world, whistling towards him.

Vegetation, rocky mountains, ruins, space, rules... everything is being destroyed from substance to formlessness!

The heat wave coming close to her face, without any cover, hadn't exploded the first wave of energy, Rao Yaoyao already felt that everything in her body was melting.

Including the skirt on the body, the flesh on the face, the blood and bones, and even the soul... the sight is blurred. Hearing has deteriorated.

The sacred thoughts were ignited and burned little by little. Even the strength of the sword in his hand as Gu Jianxiu seems to be completely shattered by this blow.

"I, am I really going to die?" In an instant, Rao Yaoyao's thoughts were in a daze, and all the memories of his past life flashed like a revolving lantern.

She is the proud daughter of the sky, the pride of the Rao family, the leader in red, and the unworldly genius on the holy mountain of Guizhe.

She was born with a golden key in her mouth, and the moment she opened her eyes, she was the most dazzling pearl in the Holy Spirit Continent, and she was included in the list of outstanding women, with a peerless beauty.

She has awakened the wind attribute innately, has the most powerful wind affinity, cooperates with unlimited resources, all the way to Taixu, has not experienced a bottleneck, and the road to refining spirits does not know why it is bumpy.

She has plenty of time and wants to practice ancient swordsmanship, so Saint Emperor Rao found her the best enlightenment teacher and the best practice place.

She did not enter the world of mortals, but she was able to experience the world of mortals and understand life through the secret realm of the Holy Emperor, and finally entered the Tao with love swordsmanship, and won the name of the Seven Swords Immortal.

She...she still has so much more than the world can match

"Excellent". But the countless glorious past experiences, when I read them now, are just a life picture scroll inlaid with gold, and the content is all drawn by outsiders, which is the same as most so-called

"Heaven's proud son" is ordinary, it's tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to discard it. Nothing but excellence. Matching the ending of people like them, it seems that there is only the last one left.

"What am I living for?" When the storm came, Xu Xiaoshou's killing intent was revealed, but for the first time, Rao Yaoyao saw a real person who had never pretended to be in front of her.

She has gone through the world of mortals, sees through the world of mortals, and specializes in love swordsmanship, but she does not have an unforgettable love, nor does she have a family relationship that is enough to support her.

There is no one around her to trust, and she can only rely on herself forever, even her peers and elders in the clan.

She has too many suitors, too many enemies, but all of them wear heavy masks, pursuit is not pursuit, and hostility is not hostility.

Everything in the past is like an invisible big hand, guiding her how to grow and planning how to become outstanding.

Step by step, cookie cutter. Looking back at the end, Rao Yaoyao found that the most real person in front of her was Xu Xiaoshou.

He is the only one who dares to expose true hostility, take off his personality mask, and reveal his murderous intent. The previous ones were all puppets manipulated by the Holy Emperor, all toys!

"If I'm not me, what if I'm someone else?" Rao Yaoyao lost everything in the storm, and suddenly realized that if there is no Rao Yaoyao in the world, it is actually insignificant.

The next Rao Yaoyao, Rao Yaoyao, and Rao Yaoyao will appear and repeat her life. Her excellence can be copied.

The failure of the eight masters she despises, the decadence of Hua Changdeng... all the setbacks in the world, but she is unique, are the true traces of life, the only leaf, the unique light .

is that so? But if the times evolve to such an extent that even excellence is obliterated by everyone, and only setbacks can create true brilliance, isn't this an absolute, a kind of sadness?

Rao Yaoyao couldn't find the answer. This kind of question annoys her the most, she used to struggle to find it, but now she simply closed her eyes.

"I have nothing..." The storm gave birth to her and was about to destroy her. At the last moment, even the divine sword Xuan Cang began to protect himself, struggling to break through the restraints, unwilling to perish under such power.

Rao Yaoyao laughed instead. It is also a wonderful thing to practice swords all one's life and even abandon the sword in the end. However, Xuan Cang does not belong to him in the first place, forcibly owning it does not mean getting everything.

When the brilliant appearance is abstracted, it is normal to go and leave. But just when Rao Yaoyao was completely in despair...

"Om!" A passionate sword cry, full of strong emotions, resounded from the broken space ring, from among a pile of dusty debris.

On the ruins of the Hall of Sin, amidst the storm, a faint light suddenly flashed, followed by a mournful sound.

It was a mournful song that had been suppressed for a long, long time. When it's high-pitched, it's like music in the sky, and the sound suppresses the clouds; when it's low-pitched, it's like a song in the world, like weeping and complaining.

It was such a song that stopped the terrifying storm for a moment, revealing its invisibility amidst the destruction.

Countless people felt the same sorrow, and looked up, there were tears in their eyes, but what they saw was a scattered and ethereal sword light.

"Jian Guang?" Rao Yaoyao was stunned. And the sword, willing to stand up for me? Staring at the disintegrated sword in front of her, she seemed to have realized something, and she felt endless remorse, and wanted to keep him, but she couldn't do anything.

"Xingyue Singer..." The sword that accompanies her all the way from childhood to adulthood. From the third rank to the current first rank, a sword spirit was also born.

Rao Yaoyao is someone who can support her and trust her, but as a sword cultivator, she can definitely trust this initial saber!

However, after becoming a red dress, wielding a first-grade sword is not in line with her status as Rao Yaoyao - Rao Yaoyao thinks so.

More often, Rao Yaoyao chooses to try to control the divine sword Xuancang, one of the five great artifacts of chaos—this is in line with his identity, but he fails repeatedly.

Now, when destruction comes, Excalibur Xuan Cang abandons her, but Xingyue Singer shows up for the first time and chooses to fulfill her.

The body is shattered, the soul is shattered. She Rao Yaoyao had longed for the realm of heavenly solution for countless years, but Xuan Cang didn't let her get what she wanted, but Xingyue Singer could!

Under the condition that the master has no intention and has completely forgotten about it... this first-grade spirit sword, at this time and place, takes the initiative to dismantle it, turning into a swan song, carrying a wisp of the master's soul, entering the state of heavenly solution, Nine days away.

"No!" Rao Yaoyao wanted to stop, but couldn't. She finally understood the relative who was always by her side but was forgotten by her.

She finally realized that she wasn't everything. Not all companions can speak, and no one stipulates that the road must go forward, and people must learn to stop and look back.

But Rao Yaoyao didn't. She has been moving forward, looking forward, but ignoring the company behind her. When she realized this... she really had nothing!

Tianjie, what a beautiful vision? When the ancient sword repaired the sky, it should be famous all over the world and recorded in the history.

However, the spirit sword took the initiative to disarm and left the battlefield with its master, Tianjie, which could not be repeated. This meant that Xingyue Singer had passed away silently and could no longer be recovered.

"Xingyue!" The desolate singing voice sent Rao Yaoyao's remnant soul out of the storm of destructive fingers, breaking through the broken space of the void island, trying to escape from the confinement.

This is just a first-grade spiritual sword, but it is also a spiritual sword. If Rao Yaoyao can pay attention to it, if it is possible to make a ranking of famous swords again, it should be on the list, and it will be infinitely nourished by fame and evolution.

It is the solution of heaven and the swan song in the world. True to the name of the ancient sword Xiufeng, he broke through the shattered flow of time and space, stayed away from the disputes of the void island, and left the battlefield with his master.

How can a person not leave any traces in his life?

"This..." On the other hand, Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded. He never thought that before his death, Rao Yaoyao actually had such a divine object that could take the initiative to save her.

This bitch is reckless! If Zang Ku can do this, why does Xu Xiaoshou need to have four swords and a flame python? One sword should kill the world's enemies!

But Rao Yaoyao has never even lightened this sword or this name since the battle until now, and has been in Xuan Cang, Xuan Cang...

"Rao is cute, you are so cute!" Xu Xiaoshou felt dissatisfied with this nameless sword. He observed swordsmanship with one hand, and he could clearly see the strongest sorrow from the nameless first-grade sword that was dead in form and spirit.

But...how could it be possible? Even for this sword, it is impossible for him to let Rao Yaoyao go.

"Four Divine Pillars, help me!" The voice in his heart roared wildly, Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to squeeze out a little more strength to kill the swan song of the sword Tianjie.

But... all of a sudden. His condition is at its limit. With the power of the Four Divine Pillars, it was even more difficult to give him much help, and he couldn't make ends meet.

Forcibly receiving the power of the Holy Emperor, at this moment the power faded, and Xu Xiaoshou's body was disintegrating. His remaining strength is used to repair, but it is not enough to make up for this trend, so how can he output it again?

"Xu Xiaoshou, stop!" Shui Gui's serious voice came from the second door above Dao Qiongcang's head: "You have reached your limit, Rao Yaoyao's name is Jian Tianjie, and you have already left the Void Island."

"The power of the four divine pillars will no longer interfere with the power outside the void island."

"But our purpose is not to be a raving demon, but a void island, remember!" The purpose of the holy slave is the void island?

There are not many people left on the ruins of the Temple of Sin under the finger of both body and spirit. Hearing the purpose of the water ghost so grandiosely stated, each of them walked out of the mournful swan song, uncertain.

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a moment, his eyes lit up fiercely, and then his murderous intent was revealed. That's the same sentence... It's not worth raving Yaoyao!

Even for the nameless sword, if he saw it, he couldn't ignore it.

"Sishen Pillar can't help me, I'll help me!" Looking up and roaring, Xu Xiaoshou took all his strength and pulled out Zangku instead.

"Hey!" Under the ten thousand zhang light, this black, twisted and extremely excited fifth-grade spirit sword made a strange sound.

"Can you bear it?" Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head and asked.

"Oh!!" Zang Ku shook the tip of the sword angrily. It is both a nameless sword and a spiritual body. It cannot bear the misery of that swan song.

Even though Zang Ku knew that he was not worthy, at this moment, it wanted to hunt down and kill saints.

"Then go, let's go together!" Xu Xiaoshou was in pain, throwing it to the opposite direction, and leaping into the air.

Boo! Zang Ku flew into the sky, but came back in the opposite direction. Its speed increased with the distance, and it finally carried the flames of the sky, carried Xu Xiaoshou, and chased towards the direction where Xingyue Singer's last swan song went away.

"Xu Xiaoshou, what do you want to do?" At this moment, everyone was shocked. Xu Xiaoshou, who had lost the power of the four divine pillars and entered a state of exhaustion, used a nameless and useless fifth-grade spiritual sword to chase and kill the Tianjie Rao Yaoyao?

Even if Rao Yaoyao's condition is not good at this time, it is the ancient sword sage Tianjie, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. He, Xu Xiaoshou, has no external force to bless him, isn't he afraid of being counter-killed?

"Lovely, did I let you run away!" Xu Xiaoshou, who was fighting against the sword, seemed to have returned to the arena where the Tiansang Linggong was fighting for hegemony.

And Rao Yaoyao was just the next enemy he was about to defeat in his life. That's all! Flying away with the sword, Xu Xiaoshou climbed higher and higher with the sword, and when he jumped into the broken stream of space, he had already gained a skill point.

"Proficient in swordsmanship."

"Proficient in swordsmanship." The difference of one level is a world of difference. There was a bang, and the Void Island was thunderous. This time, it was not a thunderbolt from the blue sky, but after the thunder, the clouds gathered.

"Holy Tribulation?" It was Dao Qiongcang, who was completely confused at this moment. Xu Xiao couldn't stand the Dao Realm of the Throne, how could he provoke the Holy Tribulation?

What the hell did he do? What the hell is he trying to do!

"Water ghost!" There was a burst of shouting in the broken space, and the water ghost was taken aback for a second, then understood something in the next second.

The door of the second plane blooms in the sky, once it opens and closes, the Holy Tribulation really takes shape and gathers, and it is cut off on the spot.

And Xu Xiaoshou, who has eaten the last level of swordsmanship proficiency, can be said to be the ancient sword master who has the purest and most authentic foundation, but is still unable to cast spells.

However... Is there really nothing to do with swordsmanship? In the dark spatial fragmentation, Xu Xiaoshou didn't need the Four Divine Pillars. At this moment, he could still see the sword marks left by Rao Yaoyao's departure with his sword intent alone.

He unscrewed the kendo disc under his feet, and the demeanor of Mr. Jiren's sword flashed in his mind before.

"A ray of remnants, but mediocre."

"Where the world is going, it will be cut!" But in an instant, Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes, his eyes were devoid of light, sorrow, joy, desire, desire, waves, waves.

On the void island, at the same time, a broken and intermittent holy voice floated out from the shattered flow of space: "Swordsmanship is famous, and its name is heart..."