I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Rolling thunder, spread in all directions.

After the Sacred Tribulation of the Xuanwu Vessel in the north of the Four Elephant Realm came, the Azure Dragon Vessel was not far behind, and a huge dark cloud gradually rose.

Once again, seeing this scene, all the testers were terrified.

"Another person crossed the catastrophe?"

"What the hell is going on with this holy palace trial? Are you still letting people try it?"

"It's outrageous for someone to be a saint here, but now it seems that there are more than one?"

"No, brother, look at the cloud this time, it doesn't seem like Jieyun, but it looks very much like... a mushroom cloud?"

"I don't care if it's a robbery or not, and it doesn't matter if it's a mushroom or not. You just say that we can see the battle traces of the Qinglong vein in the south of the Suzaku vein. Is this also part of the trial content?"

The testers were silenced collectively.

It has been a while since they entered the Four Elephant Secret Realm, and 90% of the testers no longer suppressed their own cultivation realm, each showed their magical powers, and broke through to become a master.

Among them, the most evil one was promoted to the throne on the spot.

But the Throne Dao Realm is the most, and it is impossible to cut Dao.

Between the two, after all, there is a huge threshold of "enlightenment", and it takes a lot of time to settle.

Not everyone is Cenchov, who has a feeling in the morning and can cut the road in the evening.

Even Czenchov, who seemed to achieve it overnight, actually spent half his life accumulating in it.

Most of the testers are young and cannot reach that level.

As for the Throne Dao Realm, let alone go to the location covered by the Holy Tribulation to participate in the trial, if it is affected by the explosion of the Azure Dragon Vein, it may not be able to come out alive.

"I don't know how those trainees who randomly teleported to the vicinity of the Xuanwu vein and the Qinglong vein feel now?"

"Perhaps, that Xu Gusheng in Golden Phoenix Square is right."

"The Ruins of Ranming will be born in the secret realm of Four Elephants, and we and other practitioners will be the foil. The battle for the Dao is the mainstream?"

...

"Xuanwumai, Fangfang is leaving! We have to run away first, he is chasing us, come and support us!"

"Xuanwu pulse, Wang Dahammer... hurry up! Cenqiaofu has a mad dog, he bites anyone he sees, he wants to use the holy catastrophe to bring disaster to us!"

As the starting point of the Holy Tribulation, Wang Dachui and Fang Fang could not protect the important eye of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.

As soon as he stepped out of the crack in the space, Cenchov, who was directly conferred a saint, dumped Wang Bo at the beginning, which was unreasonable at all.

In comparison, in the hall of the Holy Spirit, whether it is Ao Sheng's avatar, or Beibei, whether it is Fangfang, or Wang Dahammer...

Almost all of them still have the mentality that the battle between the four elephants and the secret realm should be carried out step by step like the Void Island.

After all, all the members of the Tian group had assembled before, and analyzed the battle situation of the void island together under the arrangement of the Taoist Palace Master.

And that's why!

The members of the Tian group were caught off guard.

Because this time, Sheng Slave didn't play his cards according to the usual routine.

"boom!"

Holding an immortal ax in his hand, with a semi-holy figure on top of his head, Cenchov, who was surrounded by thunderbolts from the Holy Tribulation, was like a reckless man breaking into a land of no one, raging crazily.

After he had completed his initial handover and entered the berserk mode, the first ax struck at the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.

The Xuanwu Golden Pagoda exploded with a loud noise.

There are complicated patterns of heavenly secrets on it.

The Heavenly Secret Formation arranged in advance swallowed half of the power of the axe, removed half of it, and transformed it into its own energy storage, waiting for the time to counterattack.

Fang Fang, who was standing on the top of the pagoda, was thrown backwards by the blow of the Pan Immortal Axe, completely losing her position.

He is just too empty.

And Tzenchov was being canonized.

Under the Holy Tribulation, anyone who dares to leak a little bit of breath or spirit energy will definitely be locked by the Holy Tribulation.

Fangfang just grew stronger, but it doesn't mean he's also fat.

He was not at all sure that he was affected by other people's holy calamity shortly after he first entered Taixu and was unprepared, so that he could survive his own holy calamity.

On the other hand, the seemingly red-eyed but actually calm Cenchov seized the opportunity to seize the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.

He didn't say anything, just laughed and looked up at the sky, raising the fairy ax in his hand high.

"Boom—"

The light of tribulation thunder flashed away, lighting up the dark world for a moment.

But seeing the top of the golden pagoda, the old woodcutter stood calmly, with his back against the wilderness forest, pointing his ax at the nine heavens.

He is just a small human being, with a slightly rickety back.

At this moment, he was as powerful as a god, standing upright, as if he could split the sky with an axe.

"Rob it!"

Cenchov held the Immortal Pan ax in his hand, and swung the ax down.

With a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the wilderness and forests were completely smashed by this blow, the ancient trees were split, and the earth collapsed.

If Nine Heavens Jieyun is provoked, it will explode!

Fang Fang has moved away from the center of the Holy Tribulation, and the small eyeballs in her widened eye sockets can't stop shaking.

The thunderbolts descending from the sky drowned the figure of the old woodcutter pointing his ax at the sky on the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda.

This picture, like ripples in the depths of Fangfang's soul, magnifies, magnifies, and magnifies again and again.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

The sound of thunder in the vicinity and the roar in the distance complement each other.

Fangfang clearly didn't reveal even half of her spirit energy.

At this moment, as if he had been affected by the Holy Tribulation, the thick and long dark black hairs on his arms stood on end.

A trembling feeling like an electric shock erupted spontaneously from his heart, and ended with a slight tingling of the scalp.

"Big man, it should be so..."

Fangfang only had time to read this in a low voice.

Boom!

The secret array of the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda could no longer withstand the bombardment of the Holy Tribulation Thunderbolt, and the accumulated power was completely exceeded, and it was finally blown to pieces.

The brilliant light of heavenly stars scattered in mid-air, welcoming Cenchov's austere face with his ax turned and staring at him.

Thunder and lightning decorated the old man.

The vicissitudes of life are his experience in the world of mortals.

The arrogance of holding an ax to clear the way and guarding the gate alone is the lifelong desire of endless cultivators!

"Pounding, pounding..."

Fangfang's heart beat faster, she only felt the desire to die, and she subconsciously turned sideways.

"Panxian axe, the beginning of chaos!"

The old woodcutter sternly shouted, and while facing the holy robbery, he slashed across with his axe.

Ax light aggression.

The world shines brightly.

The space is divided in two.

"puff!"

Fang Fang, who had already avoided the vital neck position in advance, saw his eyes go dark, and the armor on his left chest was torn, and he spurted blood when he opened his mouth.

The Cangshen Armor activated independently, absorbing most of the cutting power of the Panxian Axe.

However, Fangfang seemed to be picked up and thrown into the water by someone, and she was thrown back with a bang bang on the air waves in space by the force of the axe.

"Bang bang bang..."

It wasn't until he blasted into the mountains several miles away and smashed half of the mountain tops that the castration weakened.

"Help……"

Fangfang struggled to call for help on the Tianzu combat channel.

He subconsciously wanted to release the spiritual energy to relieve the pain on his body, even if it was just to form a spiritual shield, but he forcibly killed this idea.

The slash with the Pan Immortal Ax does not necessarily kill him.

But if he releases the breath of spiritual energy and is locked by the holy robbery, he will die without a place to bury him!

"not dead?"

On the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda, Cenchov sensed that there was still life in the distance, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The new head of the War Department has a good body...

No!

It should be said that the Cangshen Armor is too powerful!

According to the chief seat, if Teng Shanhai on the void island hadn't been teased by Xu Xiaoshou, and then forced into a corner by Jiang Buyi, he would have relieved his out-of-control ancestral power.

Half-holy Jiang Buyi couldn't even break through the defense of the Cangshen Armor so easily and tear Teng Shanhai to death.

Cenqiaofu temporarily put down the new head of the war department, and turned his head to look at Wang Dahammer, who was terrified and retreated in the distance.

Without a word of nonsense, he raised the small ax in his hand.

"Panxian axe, yin and yang cut dawn!"

Suddenly, the golden light swept across.

The sky is in this axe, and there is no light and shadow, and it falls from the darkness to the darkness of the endless hell.

"Fuck! Go fuck him, what are you doing to me?" Wang Dahammer was irritable, but he didn't dare to delay.

"Eight gates!"

His eyes suddenly turned red, his short body suddenly swelled up, and the acupoints on his torso lit up eight bright lights, as if he wanted to win a ray of life in this endless darkness.

"Block me!"

Wang Dachui knew that it was useless to dodge, so he slammed the hammer hard to his chest.

He couldn't even see clearly where the light of the ax was going to cut on his body, he could only rely on his feeling to try his best to defend all the vital points in front of him.

"boom!"

The light of the ax hit the Hammer of Thorns.

Wang Dahammer's figure was only stuck in place for a moment, his arm cracked with a bang, the blood flow exploded, and his figure was blasted back dozens of feet.

If Cenchov was still too weak, he would be able to withstand this blow.

But people are canonizing saints!

The faint holy power carried by this ax and the lightning strike effect of the Holy Tribulation made Wang Dahammer feel unshakable, so that half of his spiritual energy did not dare to come out.

"I'm going to die!"

"Absolutely will die!"

"I can't take his attack anymore, if not, I really want to confess here today..."

After Wang Dachui withdrew, turned around and ran away.

He is much more experienced than a young man like Fangfang, and his life is at stake, and the task of defending the Xuanwu Golden Pagoda is all vain.

After going back to admit his mistake, the Taoist Palace Master would never blame him too much, this Taixu couldn't withstand Feng Sheng Cen Qiaofu's attack, and was scared and fled.

It's too empty to handle the mad dog Cenchov!

But as soon as he turned around, the sound of the thunder of the Holy Tribulation had already exploded beside his ears—Cenchov appeared beside him at some point, and struck again with his axe.

"Fuck you, uncle!"

Wang Dahammer scolded in horror, his red eyes burst out with fierce force, he only blocked it lightly with one stroke of the hammer, clenched his teeth, gathered all his strength, and kicked his knees.

"laugh!"

The Panxian ax slashed down, and Wang Dahammer, who opened the eight doors, blocked it with the hammer, and the handle of the hammer was cracked.

The shoulder bones of his left and right arms cracked apart.

This time, if the eight doors hadn't been opened in advance, there is a high probability that Wang Dahammer's arms will be lost, and he may even be cut off half of his body by Cenchov!

When meeting the axe, Wang Dahammer used offense instead of defense, and it was Cenchov's chin that he pulled with all his strength.

"Lift your jaw!"

Defense is useless.

The enemy's combat power is higher than his own, and the defense is to wait for death.

Only this kick can bring him a glimmer of life.

"Boom!"

A jaw lift that contained the power of the eight ancient martial arts, from bottom to top, back to back, caught Cenchov's chin hard when his old strength was gone and new strength was not born.

With a bang, Wang Dachui clearly saw that Cenchov's head flew out.

"good!"

He was overjoyed.

How can a mortal body withstand the blow of Guwu Bamen?

Cenchov has grown up!

Did he really think that he was invincible in the world during the moment of canonization?

"I am invincible!"

After Wang Dahammer kicked Cenchov's head, he turned over in the air and swung his left and right shoulders to return the broken shoulder blades to their original positions.

He still didn't dare to use Lingyuan.

But he, who is proficient in the study of the human body, quickly healed the injuries to his arms with the help of the energy transformed from the potential that was briefly squeezed out of the acupuncture points.

Cenchov, who was headless, froze in place for a moment.

Suddenly, a green sprout sprouted from his neck gushing with blood.

"Old wood is still young, and cutting wood is cutting me."

"If you cut a tree for a hundred years, how can life and death fool me?"

The ethereal voice reverberated around the world.

With a bang, an ancient tree jumped out from above Cenchov's neck, where his head should have been.

Lush tree roots shot out from under his feet, some plunged into the void avenue, and some plunged into the ground, absorbing nutrients crazily.

Amidst the rumbling sound of the cracked ground all around, one tree after another of Lingtian old trees sprang up.

But in just a few breaths of time, the wilderness and sparse forest for several miles turned into a lush primeval forest.

Wang Dahammer was terrified.

He forgot that he didn't dare to move his spiritual energy, but Cen Qiaofu was the robber himself, so he didn't have this restriction!

After all, this man looked like a crazy butcher after picking up the axe, but he was only using the power of the Panxian axe.

In fact, he is a pure spirit refiner.

Cutting the Dao overnight proved to the world that his understanding of the Dao was too high.

"Boom..."

The thunder of the Holy Tribulation poured down and blasted in this primitive dense forest.

Tzenchov's figure disappeared.

In the next second, densely packed Cenchov's avatars appeared in the sky. They each landed on different ancient trees and chopped down one by one with an axe.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Ax after ax, the primeval dense forest was wiped out by Tzenchov in an instant.

This scene is incomprehensible.

At least Wang Dachui felt that way, he even found it funny.

There was also an illusory Cenchov on top of his head, who also fell with an axe, cutting him like a tree.

But the differentiated power was too weak, Wang Dahammer just raised his hand and smashed the clone.

"What is Tzenchov doing?"

"In the information, there doesn't seem to be such an introduction of him?"

Wang Dachui didn't dare to laugh, and soon felt bad.

The old woodcutter is too talented!

In the past, this person always hid himself, and even sealed his low cultivation base to show others his way of cutting. No one has ever seen his full strength.

Maybe, there is a deep meaning in this absurd move?

Before they had time to think about it, the thousands of Cenchov finished chopping the ancient wood and volleyed into one body.

On the blade of the Panxian ax in his hand, there was a fierce light shining.

"Cut to the extreme, the way returns to one!"

Cenchov raised his axe, but before it touched it, the holy catastrophe that fell from the nine heavens was split by the sharp edge of the axe and scattered in all directions.

Cenqiaofu slashed down with his axe, and the heaven and earth were broken, and with the axe, he even locked onto Wang Dahammer, who was next to him.

It was also at this time that Wang Dahammer suddenly came to his senses:

Just now, the old woodcutter's act of chopping wood in thousands of incarnations was not meaningless.

He actually gathered the true meaning of all the "cutting" at that time, and attributed it to the present blow.

The way he realized in the deep mountains and old forests of the southern region is not only the way of mortals in the world, but also the way of "cutting" that breaks through all dharmas!

"die!"

When the Panxian Ax came slashing head-on, Wang Dahammer sighed inwardly.

still here...

The withered and yellow leaf that I saw at the Guizhe Sacred Mountain Festival that day fell on me in a blink of an eye without thinking about it.

"Then come! Who is afraid of whom!"

The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and the rabbit anger counterattacks.

Wang Dahammer's spiritual energy was about to bloom, and he could only focus on the present moment, regardless of the subsequent holy robbery lock.

But at the same time, there was a flying call from afar:

"Senior Sledgehammer retreat first!"

A burly figure broke through from far away, slammed into the battlefield with a fierce kick, and kicked Wang Dahammer out without any explanation.

The head of the War Department, Fang Fang!

The Cangshen Armor on Fangfang's body lit up with complex patterns of black and red, and he was surrounded by strong spiritual energy fluctuations.

He has disregarded life and death!

He held a double ax in both hands, kicked Wang's sledgehammer flying, and with a deep sound of the ax, he swung upwards.

"The Overlord opens the mountain!"

boom!

Three axes connected to each other in mid-air, the space exploded horizontally, and the air flow expanded like a tidal wave.

Pan Xian's ax gathered the true meaning of "cutting", and when the ax was cut down, the blue god armor on Fangfang's body cracked.

His twin axes froze for only half a breath before they shattered.

The Immortal Pan Ax struck Fangfang's left shoulder fiercely, and the black and red stripes of the Cangshen Armor dimmed instantly.

"laugh!"

A line of blood was drawn in mid-air.

Cangshenjia fell apart, and Fangfang was split into two.

"ah--"

The screams of pain echoed for nine days, and Fang Fang, who managed to save half of her body and head, wrinkled her face into a ball.

He is the one who is most afraid of pain, but when he is training in the war department, he always keeps silent.

He was the one who was most afraid of death, but for some reason, seeing Senior Sledgehammer about to die, he rushed forward as soon as his blood became hot.

Fangfang regretted it.

He swore that if he went back in time, he would never rush forward again!

Senior Sledgehammer, obviously so annoying, he can never say a good word out of his mouth, always mocking himself with sarcastic words.

Fangfang couldn't tell, senior Sledgehammer judged people by their appearance, and from the bottom of their hearts, they didn't like their own appearance, even the beard was disgusting.

"I, why are you so stupid..."

Half of his body was sprayed with blood, Lingyuan quickly stopped the injury, but Fangfang was exhausted and full of despair.

he knows.

No chance.

He moved the spirit element.

No amount of hole cards could catch Cenchov's Holy Tribulation.

As soon as he raised his eyes, as expected, Jiutian Jieyun sensed that there was someone who was a spiritual master to assist him in crossing the robbery, and began to expand.

Sheng Jie has locked the head of the new war department, the sixteen-year-old super genius Tai Xu, Fang Fang!

"Alright, at least Senior Sledgehammer can escape, my sacrifice..." He cried, "It's useful."

Wang Dahammer, who was kicked and flew away, had a blank head.

Living up to now, he has long lost his youthful enthusiasm, and even from the bottom of his heart, he no longer has the awareness of self-sacrifice and self-sacrifice.

Do as much as you can.

Live as long as you can.

He never thought that one day, he would be saved by a young man who traded his life for his own!

"It seems that today, this old man is doomed to be a bad guy." Cenchov looked down at the sky with an ax in his hand, and when he saw this scene, his voice became more emotional.

He has some appreciation for Fangfang.

After all, he became famous at a young age, and the future can be expected.

So even if he was on the opposite side, Cenchov didn't really want to kill him.

To bully the small with the big, at most one blow, this is the inevitable blow required by the positions of both sides.

But Fangfang was able to block the fatal blow with the Cangshen Armor, and if the blow continued, Cen Qiaofu himself would feel ashamed.

So, what he set his eyes on was Wang Dahammer who had no future.

Unexpectedly, in the end Fangfang risked her life and made a surprising and deplorable choice...

It doesn't matter!

The battle for the Great Dao is bound to see blood.

Compassion for the enemy will only put oneself in danger.

Cenqiaofu no longer paid attention to Fangfang, who was locked by the holy robbery, who was only half of her body.

This young man could hardly survive.

He looked at Wang Dahammer who was kicked far away.

Wang Dahammer was stunned that he could still escape from birth, and he had regained his spirit energy.

After waking up, I fell into a dilemma again:

Turn back for support?

Even if he goes back, he won't be able to beat Cenchov, and he will only spend one more life with him!

U-turn and leave?

A young man, for the sake of his own old bones, even gave up his life, turned around and left by himself, how will he be a man in the future?

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Holding his thorny sledgehammer in his arms, Wang Dachui let out a struggling and painful roar.

He shot the battle channel:

"Fangfang is fighting, please help!"

After doing all this, Wang Dahammer ran outside without looking back.

In fact, outside the scope of the Holy Tribulation, a large number of red and white clothes had already gathered.

It's just that Cenchov put his life on the line to survive, and he was already fighting with his life.

No matter how many people enter the battlefield, if they can't escape from the Holy Tribulation, it's all for nothing.

In fact, Fangfang also saw and knew this.

He could also understand Wang Dachui's way of giving up saving himself and escaping outside.

At his age, he already knows what is right and what is wrong.

However, at his age, in the final analysis, he was just a teenager, only sixteen.

——Not all the young chiefs of the six films have the heart of a rock like Yu Lingdi, who swears to the death and is not afraid of pain.

"Boom!"

When the Holy Tribulation landed, Fang Fang, the new head of the war department, cried so much that his beard was covered with snot.

He closed his eyes, half of his body couldn't help shaking wildly, but he could still murmur tremblingly:

"Senior Sledgehammer, your choice is the right one..."