I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

void island. All the few remaining people looked up at Xu Xiaoshou who was chasing after him with his sword in the crack of space, and then came back calmly from the crack in space, speechless for a long time.

Just at that moment, the space between the Giant Kingdom and the Holy Spirit Continent was connected. Rao Yaoyao can get out, Xu Xiaoshou can get out.

Everyone can naturally hear the voices from Rao Yaoyao from the outside world

"Old fish save me". And Xu Xiaoshou who is as indifferent as a death sentence

"One thought of God and Buddha is special, one thought of Prajna is nothing." The mournful cry of Shengyun afterward reflected the result of Xu Xiaoshou's sword in a positive way.

Rao Yaoyao was cut by his Prajna Wu! Holy fall! There is a big doubt in everyone's mind: After arriving in the Holy God Continent, no one from the Rao family of the Holy Emperor's family took action to meet Rao Yaoyao?

What happened to the old fish in Rao Yaoyao's mouth, and failed to protect Rao Yaoyao from Xu Xiaoshou who lost the power of the Four Great Sage Emperors?

And why was Xu Xiaoshou able to realize the Dao in one day, summoned the Holy Tribulation and cut it off with the second gate, stepped into the highest mountain of the ancient sword cultivator, and displayed the second realm of Prajna Wu, which his teacher only possessed?

Too many, too many questions! Xu Xiaoshou, he is even just a junior who has made a name for himself, how can He De do all this?

In front of Void Island, even putting him and Yu Lingdi together felt that it lowered the title of the head of the Lingbu.

Now that Xu Xiaoshou draws his sword and kills the saint, no matter what the process is, the result is the same, he has accomplished a feat across the ages.

His achievements, if you think about it carefully, have completely surpassed

The Eight Masters of "Three-breathing Innate, Three-Year Sword Immortal"!

"The times are about to change..." Looking at the black figure stepping from a high altitude, but the aura and aura are fading a little bit, many eager people thought in their hearts: With Xu Xiaoshou as the leader, the waves behind push the waves ahead Another era is coming.

The last time it was the ten-seat seat, this time it was named Xu Xiaoshou Zhansheng, which was too early, leaving no time for his peers at all.

The water ghost looked at Xu Xiaoshou who was staggering back, as if he saw a sleeping monster waking up.

At the last moment, it was actually Rao Yaoyao who he let go. Let the tiger go back to the mountain... This mountain has to be the mountain of Yunlun.

The water ghost is not very clear about the true thoughts of the eight masters, but they can guess one or two. If Xu Xiaoshou finally retreats and refuses to chase after him, Rao Yaoyao will still die, and will die under the power of his second face gate, and the cause and effect will be borne by his water ghost. This is what is planned, and the ending will not change.

If Xu Xiaoshou chooses to pursue him, it means that he will develop now, and the water ghost will also let Xu Xiaoshou go out, making him famous in Yunlun.

After all, the way of cultivating the ancient sword is different from that of a spiritual master. Xu Xiaoshou, who is half a master of the Eight Masters, also needs to accept

The nourishment of "fame". This is why Nanyu Banyueju has been widely spread before and after Xu Xiaoshou's landing on the island.

The reason for the name of "Holy Slave by Lord". The water ghost's move was the last move to fuel the flames. Of course, whether Xu Xiaoshou can bear the karma after the beheading depends on his own ability.

The water ghosts don't care much about these. His mission has ended, and after he has finished his work, he should consider these things, and it is the Bazun Fan.

Not far away, Dao Qiongcang, who also knew that the victory and defeat had been divided, and stopped the heart of war, looked at the young figure with a complicated expression at this moment.

He lost. Lost completely. Even the plan to cultivate a good chess piece that can be used later in such a foreseeable defeat was crushed by Xu Xiaoshou.

Sure enough, the biggest variable on Void Island was this young man, nothing else. The change that he Dao Qiongcang couldn't figure out on the Guizhe Holy Mountain at that time really made him lose all the games, and he couldn't even save some money for the next layout in advance.

"The younger generation is awesome..." Dao Qiongcang laughed uncontrollably, his eyes were full of nostalgia, recalling the turbulent state of mind he had when he was young and confronted all kinds of talents.

Soon, he calmed down, and there was no more fluctuation on his face. Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that failure cannot be accepted.

In the eyes of the world, the Holy Spirit Palace is completely over and completely defeated. In the eyes of Dao Qiongcang, this is just the worst result, but everything has been expected.

This was evident from the fact that he did not choose to make a move by himself on Guizhe Sacred Mountain, but handed over full authority to Yan Wushi to deal with the round of Void Island.

At that time, he went up to the sky, and in the end he had to die if he couldn't say it, and even his body was implicated. As for now, whether the outcome is one death, two deaths, or all deaths... The matter has come to this point, it doesn't really matter if I think about it.

From the beginning to the end, this is not his own battlefield, but the back garden that the enemy wants to seize. Then, how to use these deaths to play out the remaining heat is what the real authorities should consider.

At this moment, Dao Qiongcang's heart is cold, and his blood is also cold. He has long been used to this kind of self. He could even calmly figure out that there are only two developments to follow: either, this time, the people on the Guizhe Sacred Mountain, and even the families of the five great emperors, were awakened by such shocking information. Under his leadership, it was re-twisted into a rope to fight against the holy slave.

Or, he said that Qiongcang took the blame and resigned, but he would not die. He would only leave the next mess to them to deal with, and send all the eyes of the world to focus on them, so that they could continue their own research.

Dao Qiongcang can accept both developments, and it is not a loss. Therefore, Dao Qiongcang felt very sorry that Rao Yaoyao could not become his sharpest sword.

But that's all. He is not a person who will miss the past. Compared with this Rao's sword sharpening stone, Xu Xiaoshou's world-famous sword was sharpened in advance, and Dao Qiongcang felt that Rao Yaoyao deserved his death.

A pawn worth only eight points has fulfilled her mission excessively: knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger to wake up the holy mountain of Guizhe, breaking the balance of the five great sage emperor families, forcing out the trump card of the eight masters ahead of time, and even forcing the immature Xu Xiao Being placed on the cusp of the storm has attracted much attention.

Rao Yaoyao's death is too worthwhile! Dao Qiongcang does not know how long it will take for Xu Xiaoshou, who lost the power of the Holy Emperor and fell back to the Dao Realm of the Throne overnight, to recover, and how long it will really reach the semi-sage realm.

But he knew that this kid was more ambitious than the Bazun, and he had more abilities, and a rock-solid Taoist foundation meant that it was more difficult to kill!

During the period of his growth and development, even if the process will be very short, can he bear so many gazes, including the gaze of the Holy Emperor?

Killing is the most invisible way to kill. After Xu Xiaoshou finished the Void Island, he should be roasted on the fire by the world. Whether he will become a roast suckling pig or a real gold that is not afraid of fire, Dao Qiongshang will wait and see.

The Master of the Taoist Palace, who had finished all the stakes in a short period of time, quickly turned his gaze to the other side, and saw the eight masters who had been brought into the battle by the Mei Ji people who had come back to life.

He believes that the current Xu Xiaoshou can't think of so many follow-ups, but Ba Zun can. So this person is really crazy, he dared to believe that Xu Xiaoshou's actions could successfully kill a way out in the cusp of the storm.

Life or death, all in the future. So, Xu Xiaoshou, how will you develop? Will you take the path I arranged for you and use it for me?

In Dao Qiong's eyes, there was a glimmer of expectation.

"So tired..."

"It's reached the top, I can't hold it anymore..." Xu Xiaoshou returned from the crack in space, and Xu Xiaoshou's strength flowed away like the ebbing water.

He was so weak that his energy flickered, and he almost fainted, but he staggered in the air.

"Xu Xiaoshou!" With the fragrant wind blowing on his face, a silver-haired tear Xi'er came forward and supported Xu Xiaoshou, who was weakened after the fierce battle.

"Come on." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were drooping, his whole body was split open, and he was about to fall into the sky. He tilted his head and lay in the soft arms of his little junior sister, feeling extremely at ease.

"Okay! You rest first." Seeing this, Lei Xi'er couldn't help but a gleam of distress flashed in her eyes. It's hard to imagine that she would feel unbearable pain even if she inherited the power of a single Sage Emperor. As the center of the Four Divine Pillars, Xu Xiaoshou would feel the pain of inheriting the power of the Four Sage Emperors together.

Not to mention that even after that, he crossed the shattered flow of space with his exhausted body, and sacrificed a sword

"Prajna nothing". This guy used to know that he had a body that would never be exhausted no matter how much he consumed it. He was as strong as a kui ox with unlimited energy.

With this appearance now, it seems that all the essence and blood have been sucked dry! Lei Xi'er knew that the second level of ancient swordsmanship was definitely not that easy.

Xu Xiaoshou borrowed such a sigh of relief from nowhere, but after that sword, he was afraid that his energy and energy would be all at once.

"Prajna nothing" is completely lost.

"Can Xu Xiaoshou really recover from this kind of damage at the foundation level..."

"He's still pushing himself too hard, obviously he doesn't need to do this for the Bazun!" For some reason, Lei Xi'er's heart ached, her brows and eyes were tightly locked, and she quickly realized that she was influenced by Mu Zixi.

As soon as Tong turned around, she regained her composure, and hugged Xu Xiaoshou horizontally, devouring all the remaining devilish energy in him.

"Huh!" A body of life energy escaped indistinctly, and was passively swallowed by Xu Xiaoshou. This not only did not affect Lei Xi'er's own state, but made her look more mature and glamorous.

The Ultimate Demon Physique is devouring life force all the time to make it young, and she can recover more self and strength if she emits more.

"Xu Xiaoshou..." Kongtong laughed from a distance, seeing Xu Xiaoshou was so weak that he could hardly keep himself, subconsciously wanted to step forward.

Zhu Yi grabbed him,

"What are you doing?"

"Why are you pulling me again?" Xiao Kongtong glanced back at him. Does this guy not care at all?

The two of them have completed many exchanges with patients in the world of Yuanfu, and they can be regarded as half-acquainted friends.

"Why are you going there again?"

"I care! Xu Xiaoshou counts me as half a junior!"

"Is it your turn to care? It's awkward for you to go up now." Zhu Yi raised his forehead.

"Where am I being awkward?"

"Where are you unobtrusive?" Zhu Yiyi pulled back Xiao Kongtong, a conspicuous person who can only fight but has no eyesight, and pointed at it vaguely, the corners of his lips almost didn't reach his temples: "Look, how many of them are there?" Harmony..." Xiao Kongtong looked along his fingertips.

Above the shattered ruins, a woman with silver hair fluttering in the wind is wearing a green short skirt that is incompatible with her graceful figure, holding in her arms the great demon king Xu Xiaoshou, who is as small as a bird.

No matter how you look at this picture, the two have their own weird points, but they are very eye-catching when they are combined. The priority seems to be reversed, but it doesn't hurt?

Needless to say, Lei Xi'er's appearance is magnificent and picturesque, with a fairy posture and tenderness, without words, and her breath is like an orchid.

Even if there is grime on his cheeks, it still can't conceal the cold and enchanting temperament, but adds a bit of the worldly fireworks of a fairy falling into the mortal world, making it more existential and real.

No matter how weak Xu Xiaoshou was, his appearance and body were bleak, he would still suffer from it many times.

Under the strengthening of "strong", he has become handsome and extraordinary. In the past, he always concealed his appearance and concealed his company, just because he was afraid of being shocking, so it was difficult for outsiders to notice.

After being exhausted now, that face that is not only delicate but also tough and weak is revealed, like a young master in the painting, who is often sick in martial arts, he is really delicate by nature.

It can be seen that as soon as he moved his eyes, the strong arms exposed under his torn robe after the battle, and the well-proportioned bronze muscles on his abdomen, all proved that he relied on his own strength in the previous battle. Power is not an illusion.

Laughing, Kongtong watched and understood a little. Isn't this the combination of teacher and teacher's wife that I saw when I was a child?

The focus of the world seems to be fixed at this moment on this pair of talented and beautiful princesses, and no one makes a sound for a long time.

Regarding Xu Xiaoshou's fighting strength, there is nothing to praise or lament, and everyone's attention began to shift: "Hiss, so Xu Xiaoshou is so strong? I really can't tell when he is wearing clothes." Ah! This muscle line is too... hiss! I can't stand it, I really can't stand it!"

"Who is that silver-haired woman? Such a face is simply shocking, she should be on the stunning list!"

"Yes, such a beauty in the world, why have I never seen it before? How can there be such a woman beside Xu Xiaoshou? I remember that he only has one stupid junior sister, what is her name?"

"Maybe it's her? The Eighteenth Change of the Female University?"

"Then this change is too exaggerated!"

"Look, her silver hair, her eyes... are so beautiful! I have never seen such beautiful eyes, one black and one white, strange and powerful, mysterious and noble, what kind of eyes are these?"

"... Laijiatong, that's not beauty, that's the beginning of evil." Li Fugui sighed deeply.

The few people who knew the past of the Leijiatong changed their expressions, feeling a little more pitiful for the silver-haired woman's life experience.

But in the same way, such a past, such a face, combined with the current appearance, adds to the mysterious atmosphere.

Countless people have their minds on the current post-war scene, which is magnificent and picturesque.

"Tap, tap, tap..." The sound of steady, steady footsteps came from behind the ruins. Someone turned their eyes when they heard the sound, and saw Mei Jiren, who looked weak but happy and proud, waving his fan wildly.

There are a few big characters on the fan, which are thick and colorful, and they are ready to come out: "Young children can be taught!" It was only then that everyone thought that Xu Xiaoshou seemed to be Mei Jiren's student.

Then the student reproduced his shocking sword in front of the teacher. As a teacher, how proud should he be?

But his thoughts were still undecided, the man who passed behind Mei himself and walked into the sight of everyone really caused an uproar in the hearts of all the side-eyed people in the battlefield.

There is a scar on the neck, and only eight fingers on the hand... Eight masters! This person who was far outside the Forest of Miracles in the previous screen of the spiritual mirror, who was walking step by step without hurry, finally rushed to the battlefield.

He was only in the rear, did nothing, the overall situation fell to him, and the pillar of the Temple of the Holy Spirit was cut down.

Now that he steps here, he only needs to face the last person. His old opponent, Dao Qiongcang! So, is there still suspense?

In the sky, Dao Qiongcang turned his eyes to look down, condescendingly, with the corners of his lips curled up, and said first, "Eight Masters, to be honest, I'm not used to you entering the arena so quietly."

"If it were you in the past, now there should be clouds moving in all directions, and there should be a shocking sword cry, and you will make a stunning appearance when you gather thousands of attention behind you."

"You are old after all."

"I also learned to calculate others behind the scenes, and became the most hated rat who hides his head and shows his tail... just like me!" Everyone was surprised when they heard that Dao Qiongcang actually deprecated himself, just to hurt the eight gods?

Is this the old opponent... The eyes fell on the Ba Zunfan who had a look of despair in vain, and everyone secretly felt sad.

It seems that what Dao Qiongcang said is also correct. The Eighth Sword Immortal, who only exists in legends, is really old!

But at this time, Bazun laughed out loud. While everyone was stunned, he stepped forward on the ruins, splashed dust all over the ground, and chanted loudly: "When the dream is in full swing, I come from the sky, and I have no desire to offend the common people, and flowers bloom in half the world."

"After waking up from the dream, I came from the dust and became a banished immortal. Why don't I be at ease?" After a pause, the eight gods looked up into the sky, smiling but not smiling: "Dao Qiongcang, you are so nostalgic, still living in the past?"