I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

From space rings to holy blood.

Obviously, it is only the most sparse and common method, the shortest distance.

But this distance, under the effect of pupil power, became unreachable.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that the interspatial ring, which is the most convenient place to store items on weekdays, has become a forbidden treasure house like a decoration under this pupil technique.

Xu Xiaoshou could already predict that the other treasures on Jiang Xian's body should also be completely banned in this way.

tonight.

This guy seems to be alone, relying on his status as a semi-sacred heir, and with his humble cultivation, he can forcibly challenge the two great masters!

"Ahem..."

With the price of directly annihilating the semi-holy blood full of holy power with the power of the pupil, it is obvious that even Zhan Dao can't bear it.

The man in the green robe mask wiped away the blood gushing from his eyes and mouth, and sighed softly: "The third drop of holy blood, this guy is really rich..."

"Is it okay?" The masked man in the red skirt asked with concern.

"It's not bad, but this guy keeps the icon, so we have to guard against his backhand..." The face of the masked man in the green robe had a haze, "Master Huang Quan explained, it depends on whether it can be done or not." That moment."

"There is no time. The battle must be resolved as soon as possible. Someone has already arrived!" At this time, the masked man in the red dress began to shake his head.

Neither of them said much.

But obviously, there are the same concerns.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't intercept this sound transmission.

All he can do is just disappear in front of Zhan Dao, not really have the ability to rival Zhan Dao.

Hiding among the tree trunks, even if it disappeared at this moment, it can be said to be frightening.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even dare to pay too much attention to those two Zhan Dao, for fear of causing the other party's whim.

But looking at the audience, he was taking stock of the situation all the time.

"Flower fairy eyes..."

According to Jiang Xian,

What this hypothetical book possesses should be the flower fairy eyes that are the most powerful illusion, and it is also the root of the illusion here.

This pair of eyes is already very difficult to handle.

However, the fake tears flowed together, and also had a pair of extremely terrifying eyes!

Then what is it?

"Cross pupils?!"

At this moment, Jiang Xian seemed to have gone through many verifications, and finally saw through the eyes that were always hidden by the pair of fake tears.

After reacting at this moment, he was already a little terrified.

"Cross different pupils, with the power of 'Cross Nirvana'."

"This kind of power, even the holy power, can be annihilated on the spot. What needs to be paid is only the price of longevity..."

"You, how could there be?"

Jiang Xian panicked.

He didn't know all the Lei family pupils recorded in "Tianxia Tongshu", after all, they have been lost.

But "Cross Different Pupils", he has heard about it once or twice!

This thing was in the heyday of Taixulei's family, there was not even a pair out there, how could there be this person in front of him?

"Flower Fairy Eyes, Cross Eyes..."

Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment, and realized: "In addition to my three-hate pupils, you are collecting Lei family pupils, and what you are eyeing is the power of Taixu Lei family!"

"You're really smart~" The masked man in the red dress chuckled, turning his slender hands over and over, as if he had already begun to gain momentum, so he didn't intend to say more.

Jiang Xian was even more flustered: "Impossible! Are you crazy? I don't believe you don't know why the Lei family was destroyed. How dare you collect it..."

"Aren't you also looking for it?" The storyteller interrupted with a rhetorical question.

"I'm different!" Jiang Xian retreated again and again, "I, Jiang Shi, only because..."

In the flurry, he finally found a trace of his initial calmness, and hurriedly stopped talking.

However, this moment, it was because of his calmness that the scene became even more terrifying.

If you come here, there are two major swordsmen, and each has the power of "Flower Fairy Eyes" and "Cross Different Eyes", which only exist in legends.

The origins of the two masked figures in front of them are definitely not simple!

Will this kind of people be afraid of the identity of the semi-sacred successor...

meeting!

It can be seen that they are also afraid!

But the legend of the immortality of the semi-sage, in front of these two people, has become less absolute!

Jiang Xian looked around.

However, at this time, when he really wanted to find someone to support him.

However, they found that not only was there no one around, but even the support that Jiang Qi and Jiang Si should call for was not available.

Those two have disappeared since the beginning...

"Who are you guys?" Jiang Xian lowered his voice, his complexion already pale as paper.

"Holy slave~" The power in the hands of the hypothetical writer seemed to take shape.

Jiang Xian bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself not to tremble: "Half-saint Jiang, do you really dare to move? Are you really not afraid of the revenge of our half-saint?"

"Half-saint of your clan? He probably doesn't know about it~"

"Do you think it's possible? My family's semi-sage, like the eyes of the Great Dao, can see the five realms!"

"He won't be bored enough to stare at you all the time..."

Assuming that the storyteller hadn't finished talking, Jiang Xian suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Jiang... Poof!"

As soon as the word "ginger" came out, his mouth was full of blood, and what disappeared was his tongue.

at the same time.

Accessories on Jiang Xian's body, such as necklaces, rings, belts, jade pendants, all exploded!

Bang bang sound.

If there was a thunderbolt that exploded from Jiang Xian's body, it would bruise him all over his body.

Among the spiritual mist waves rising from the explosion of the defensive spiritual weapon, some contained full Dao rhyme, and some even contained wisps of holy power.

But without exception, everything was smashed!

"Death..."

Xu Xiaoshou in the disappearing state could clearly feel the confrontation at that moment.

The second half of Jiang Xian's sentence was silenced on the spot by the masked man in green robe because he wanted to speak out.

But obviously, it is useless to silence the sound directly.

So the choice of the man in the green robe mask was to completely erase the existence of his tongue at the moment Jiang Xian said it!

And what followed was a series of protection mechanisms for defensive spirit weapons.

But……

Under the cross pupils, even if some of these defensive spiritual weapons contained holy power, they couldn't hold them back.

"What is he trying to say? Ginger?"

Xu Xiao was shocked.

What shocked him was the super responsiveness of the fake tears.

This Dao Slasher is not only strong in cultivation, but also has amazing pupil power.

It seemed that Jiang Xian had already anticipated all of Jiang Xian's backhands, and stopped his behavior as soon as the opponent had a tendency to attack.

Simply terrible!

While the green-robed masked man wiped away the blood and tears from his eyes again, the red-dressed masked man couldn't hold back any longer.

The Dao-slashing power in his hand had already converged into two white balls of light, completely submerging his hands, like catching two rounds of scorching white sun.

"It's taboo to call a half-holy name directly, but it's disrespectful to a saint~"

After a sneer, the masked man in the red skirt made a move in the dazed state of Jiang Xian spurting blood after being affected.

He swung his hands straight forward, and the white ball of light in his hand turned into two beams, about to pierce Jiang Xian's crumpled head.

White light shines on the sun.

The white light shines on the world.

Tianqi Lin was directly lit up in white at this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou could even feel the power similar to Jiang Xian's holy blood from the white light beam. He thought Jiang Xian would die.

But at such a critical moment.

Jiang Xian, who repeatedly slumped his head and vomited blood, slurred his words, but at the same time raised his eyes to the white light beam.

The light that was enough to light up the night did not make him shy in the slightest.

On the contrary, on the ferocious and desperate face, the gray Sanhua with Sanyan pupils lingered and flipped, reaching another extreme slowness.

People in red dresses and masks are eye-catching.

Then it must act on the purpose.

And the light beam should act on the eye.

His gaze must follow.

This is the opportunity for the purpose of the Three Disgusting Pupils.

"Turn the mind hole!"

The insignificant cultivation base cannot affect Jiang Xian's ultimate ability of turning the mind hole to the powerful Dao Slasher in the distance.

This kind of power to manipulate human spirits is beyond the way of heaven.

Even if the realm of cultivation will affect the control effect, it can also be like the masked man in green robe using cross pupils to forcibly fight against the holy power.

It can be offset by paying a price.

Brush it.

The white light beam stopped for a moment before piercing into the eyes of the three tired pupils, and it was only a hair's breadth away from Jiang Xian's face.

But for Jiang Xian, who suddenly turned white and had an old man's face, the power of the flipped three eyes in his eyes immediately acted on the flower fairy eyes of the red skirt masked man who dared to look directly at him in the distance.

The white light on the hands of the masked man in the red skirt suddenly weakened, his eyes were instantly blank, and he began to mutter something indifferently.

"Yama……"

side.

Almost at the moment when Jiang Xian cast his mind-turning hole, the masked man in green robe moved.

He pulled out the spirit sword in his hand, and slashed out with a horizontal stroke.

The light of the sword tore through the night and burst out from Jiang Xian's neck in an instant.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, the position of Jiang Xian's neck and the place behind him that was cut by the sword qi exploded at the same time.

But it was bloody, but there was not even half of it.

The man in the green robe mask was startled, and suddenly realized something.

"icon……"

Yes.

This is holy power!

With Zhan Dao's random blow, Jiang Xian's physical body, which was completely exploded with only the protective spirit weapon, couldn't stand it at all.

But at this moment, Jiang Xian continued to act on the three disgusted pupils of the masked man in the red skirt and even refused to let go, and white mist rose from his body following the sword.

There was a white mist.

Xu Xiaoshou, who was hiding behind the battlefield, couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

At this moment, looking at the white mist in front of him, he actually had the guilt of bowing his head and repenting, as if he had blasphemed the gods with his eyes.

He even began to kneel down in his heart, prostrating and worshiping.

However, how similar are these scenes to the illusion of "swallowing mountains and rivers" at that time?

Almost at the first moment when his mood changed, Xu Xiaoshou's aura all over his body was lifted up, pushing away the terrifying power emanating from Jiang Xian's body, and standing upright.

Behind the battlefield, Xu Xiaoshou, who is not the center and the focus, can do this.

The green-robed masked man in the game couldn't do it at all.

As soon as the white mist rose, he shattered his kneecap with a bang, and his entire calf was wiped off.

The moment his lower body disappeared, even though he tried his best to raise his head, he was still under the terrifying coercion of the white mist of the holy statue, and his head seemed to be cracked open, and was crushed deeply into the ground.

"Boom boom boom—"

A few miles around the Tianqi Forest, at the same time, in the sound of the end of the world, it sank for more than ten feet.

And at this time.

On Jiang Xian, even the icon hadn't even started to appear.

What it came out was only the white mist on the eve of the appearance of the icon.

But that is holy power!

It is an irresistible factor beyond the way of heaven!

It is a sage who possesses the impossibility of decline in the mundane world!

It is the sum of all disasters and the beginning of all new life, before chaos, after existence, not in the five elements, not in the six realms.

It is said that the "holy" is above everything and below God.

"Holy" is called instead, not "yes".

This is a power that cannot be described in words. Ordinary people use "Holy" to refer to it, which implies detachment, but if people really want to explain "Holy", no one can explain it.

Once the icon came out, the scene changed completely.

Only half of his body was buried in the ground, and the masked man in green robe was still under pressure in the ground despite his defenses.

The masked man in the red skirt, who was completely controlled by the three disgusting pupils and refused to bow his head in front of the saint, was shattering and dying little by little.

The main body, Jiang Xian, naturally couldn't bear such mighty power.

However, while his body was decaying, the white mist of the icon was healing him.

This is the power of the bloodline, the confidence of the half-sage heir, and the last trump card that is not afraid of the final risk.

Xu Xiaoshou in the disappearing state could hardly bear it anymore.

It wasn't until he woke up suddenly during the process of gritting his teeth to resist desperately that he realized that the "disappearance technique" was not invincible.

Saint power can affect him in the state of disappearance.

But now what he is enduring has already been weakened by the "disappearance technique", and it still belongs to the great power of the holy way after the battle.

if……

Face it directly?

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

At this moment, even though he gritted his teeth and held on, he was crushed into a hunchback by the rapidly rising power of Sheng Dao, and he couldn't lift his head even at all.

But it doesn't matter.

"Perception" still transmits the distant picture.

Although distorted and blurred.

But sometimes it is still clear.

Xu Xiaoshou could see Jiang Xian switching back and forth between the two states of pain and enjoyment, and knew that it was the interaction between the application of holy power and the treatment of holy power.

I also saw the double line of fake tears that was embedded in the ground, and the small half of the body was almost cracked.

Even more, I saw the hypothetical writer who completely disappeared into the last embers in the void...

"died?"

Xu Xiaoshou was terrified.

Child's play, is this?

You are a slasher!

Fighting and fighting, once the icon is opened, you are gone?

Hades, how could he not be prepared for this move?

Isn't what you've been wary of the whole time Jiang Xian's power of a saint that might appear?

Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to see the situation inside the white mist of the holy statue, but there was nothing but a tall silhouette.

He seems to have seen a supernatural being with three heads and six arms, a bodhisattva who is compassionate to all beings, and even an old man who is extremely ordinary...

Holy?

This is holy?

Before he could react, what he saw just now was forgotten.

"This, is it over?"

Xu Xiaoshou's thinking returned to the state of thinking before he stared at the holy image without any delay.

Then this time, he saw a little red in the white mist of the holy image.

"No, it's not over yet!"

In the picture sent by perception, the hypothetical writer has obviously been manipulated by Jiang Xian with his three disgusted pupils, and died because he did not bow his head.

But at this moment, behind Jiang Xian, another hypothesis rose up!

"Jiang Xian, did you manipulate the wrong person?"

At this moment, such a thought flashed across Xu Xiaoshou's mind.

No one can answer.

In the blink of an eye, when the second hypothesis book appeared, it was behind Jiang Xian.

His hands were covered with golden power, permeated with the smell of time and space, as if reaching out from another world to stop Jiang Xian's neck, so he was not affected by the holy power of this world.

Then, he broke his hand.

"Crack!"

Jiang Xian's neck was turned backwards at 180 degrees, and the eyes of the three tired eyes lost focus in an instant, and the expression of pain and happiness was also frozen for a moment.

It is assumed that the face of the book is very close, clinging to Jiang Xian's forehead.

Cherry pink bloomed in his coquettish flower fairy eyes, and with his hands holding the white light beam, he inserted them fiercely into Jiang Xian's eyes.

"ah--"

There was a scream.

This moment freezes, and the night is dyed red.

I could only hear a soft voice that was as ethereal as a mother coaxing a baby to sleep in another world, whispering:

"Hold on, you're not dead yet, don't give up..."