I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"I'll give you a big pineapple!"

Yu Lingdi suddenly went berserk, and with a jerk of his hand, it caused rain all over the sky, and when everyone couldn't react at all, he blew the masked man's head off on the spot.

"Boom!"

In the torrential rain, there was an explosion.

Everyone in the audience was instantly stunned.

The storyteller was still looking at Haitang'er with a smile on his face, but now his face froze...

Cenchov tightened the small ax in his hand, and his limbs were stiffened by the palm, his eyes were stern...

Even Haitang, who arrived late, didn't make it in time to rescue her immediately. She watched helplessly as her head was blown out of thin air in front of outsiders...

"this?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked in all directions.

He has long known how powerful the Eighth Sword Immortal's personality is.

But inexplicably, the masked man's head was blown off, and the faces of many big bosses in the holy slave changed color at that moment, which still made his heart beat wildly.

This, this, this...

This bitch is too brave!

Yu Lingdi?

how dare you!

Xu Xiaoshou remembered what the masked man said in the white cave.

Not surprisingly, Yu Lingdi's parents should be in the same era as Ba Zunwen, and they were completely crushed.

But even so, if he said to shoot, he shot, and he directly blasted his head.

Even if the two sides have a sworn hatred.

But before, I was able to hold back and communicate in a pleasant manner.

Why all of a sudden...

"Young man, your road is narrow!"

Subconsciously, Xu Xiaoshou took a few steps back and gave way to the battlefield.

He knew that the masked man was immortal.

I also know how much respect the saint slave masters have for this so-called Houtian chief seat!

as expected.

In the next second, the first person to riot was the storyteller who was full of his brother.

"You are presumptuous!"

The storyteller roared, his eyes were bloodshot and red on the spot.

Earlier in Changyi's "Light Rhythm" realm, his brother was exploded, and that was his own choice.

But now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, my brother's head was blown off...

This kind of hatred, even if it is the elder brother who wants him not to do it at this moment, it is impossible.

What accommodating, what face, what bloodless...

"Die to me!"

With only a growl, he jumped on it alone.

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded on one side.

I? !

This was the first time he heard such a man's self-proclaimed from the storyteller.

Is this guy really driven crazy?

The storyteller raised "Yin and Yang life and death?" upside down, with his toes pointing to the ground, and his figure directly exchanged positions with his brother.

Immediately, an involuntary palm waved out.

He didn't even want to say the order of heaven, and holding the phantom of the ancient book that suddenly grew bigger, he slapped Yu Lingdi fiercely.

It seems that it is difficult to relieve the resentment in my heart if I don't treat the person with the same way.

"careful!"

Number Thirty-Three sounded a reminder.

But space replacement is too fast.

Yu Lingdi didn't have time to react to the sudden change.

His idea was not to talk nonsense, but just to ignite the flames of war, and call Senior Wuyue back to join the battle by the way.

But I didn't expect to take such a palm shot...

The other party's reaction was so violent!

"boom!"

There was a bang.

The air wave surged, pushing the rain from the sky back.

With a sound, the figure of the storyteller flew upside down.

Everyone glanced in surprise, only to see that Yu Lingdi's unresponsive attack was actually blocked by the tall man beside him with an elbow.

"Number thirty-three..."

Yu Lingdi murmured softly, with a gleam of gratitude in his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

But at such a moment of distracted murmur, there was another whistling wind in the back of his head.

The storyteller in front of him was obviously thrown backwards by No. 33's elbow, but when he turned around suddenly, he saw a furious storyteller behind him.

"die!"

The huge yin and yang life and death that was bent by life? The phantom was shot down from the sky, like a giant's palm, and it was about to smash Yu Lingdi into powder.

But No. 33 really looked like an emotionless fighting machine.

He didn't even have the slightest sense of composure. After flying the storyteller in front of him with an elbow, he turned around and kicked the second storyteller.

"boom!"

The second storyteller was still kicked away.

Yu Lingdi was kicked out of a thick and long black hole in the void behind him.

The space disintegrated inch by inch, Xu Xiaoshou's eyelids twitched as he watched the battle.

This reaction speed...

This attack power...

"This is the mature form of the secret puppet?"

"The body of the throne?"

chi chi chi...

The head of the masked man in front of him turned into sword energy, and then stared at the appearance of a human head again.

He looked at the crazy storyteller, frowned, and muttered: "It's too impulsive, isn't it just one head?"

Now Tzenchov could not listen anymore.

"you've changed."

He refutes:

"Ten decades ago, I dare to say that you didn't even say these words... No, you never thought about words like this."

"But now, it's really changed."

He pondered for a while.

Tzenchov continued: "Perhaps to you, this is just an insignificant head."

"But for the holy slave, this is dignity!"

As he spoke, he clenched the Coiled Immortal Ax tightly in his hand, bowed his calf, and said again: "Now, you can't just walk away, this battle must be fought... that kid, he must die!"

Say it.

Cenchov's figure was like a cannonball, and he shot out on the spot.

Xu Xiaoshou left in shock.

In the battle situation, two storytellers are enough.

But under No. 33's successive defenses, the two storytellers flew out.

But the third storyteller was suddenly torn apart from the void crack in the mid-air.

Like a tarsal maggot, not even changing his moves, this storyteller No. 3 swung the phantom of the ancient book into a full moon, and drew it towards Yu Lingdi.

"Be careful."

On the 33rd, there was not even half a wave, and the reminders were all emotionless.

As soon as he entered the fighting state, he directly abandoned all the things he learned about humans in his daily life, and some of them were only focused on fighting.

Storyteller's attack is fast.

But under his combat awareness of the second realm, it seems that he can catch it, and even predict it.

"Block."

Unpretentiously speaking two words, No. 33 crossed his hands above his head, trying to block the storyteller's attack from the sky.

But the picture in front of him suddenly blurred, and an old man with an ax with squinting eyes flew out.

"Big iron, play with the old man?"

Even No. 33 was slightly dazed by this sudden attack.

Because before that, he couldn't even capture the breath of the old man.

"Shouldn't you still be there..."

Too empty!

In just a split second, No. 33 came to his senses.

This old man is not a storyteller's cultivation level, this is the real Taixu!

"Panxian axe, the beginning of chaos!"

Cenchov came up with an axe.

The moment the weapon approached, it suddenly swelled into a mottled giant ax about Zhang Xu long.

With a yell from him, the elements of heaven and earth were cut open, turned into a majestic purple, and incorporated into the giant axe.

"Keng--"

The clang of iron clashing exploded.

The body of No. 33 was like the hardest spiritual weapon in the world. It forcibly blocked this attack with its abdomen, and didn't even take half a step back.

The corner of his lips curled up, learning to laugh.

"A mere human, but that's all..."

A smile just surfaced on his face, but before he finished speaking, No. 33 felt something was wrong.

The essence of the energy core in the body exclusive to the Tianji Puppet was frantically sucked away after the old man's giant ax cut a trace of skin in his body.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the energy core essence was eliminated.

On the other hand, Cenchov.

The giant ax in this guy's hand was rusted, as if it had been cleaned directly.

In the blink of an eye, the blade of the ax became crystal clear and bright.

"It's just a piece of iron, talking about human beings?"

Cenchov sneered in disdain, and exerted strength with his hands.

"open."

boom! ! !

Yu Lingdi's long hair fluttered up.

Number 33 in front of him was split in half by Cenchov's force.

Half go to the sky, half go to the earth.

Neither the space nor the earth can block its bursting momentum.

In the blink of an eye, the body part of the heaven was collapsed into the dimensional fractal flow.

And the piece that hit the ground hits the ground, if it hits the water-milled tofu, it will be deeply embedded in it and disappear without a trace.

"Damn it!"

Xu Xiaoshou lost his voice in his heart.

As he watched this horrific scene, his scalp felt cold.

This is the secret puppet!

The guy who can blow out the storyteller with one elbow, meets Cenchov...

One ax, two breaks?

"That's it?"

"This is the gap between Zhan Dao and Taixu?"

It's not over yet!

Yu Lingdi, who had lost No. 33, was suddenly exposed to Cen Qiaofu who was dragging his giant ax horizontally, and the storyteller who suddenly descended from the sky with an ancient book.

Yu Lingdi, a mere Taoist realm, is the throne of the smallest.

He just smashed the masked man's head with his palm, and he will face him in the blink of an eye...

It is actually the peak of Dao Slashing, the storyteller of Nine Deaths and Thunder Tribulation, and the real supreme powerhouse—Tai Xu, Cen Qiaofu!

His face turned green.

Grab Zhan Dao, and chop Tai Xu.

But this doesn't mean that Yu Lingdi can be a storyteller without changing his face, and a woodcutter with his left eye without blinking.

Yu Lingdi was horrified, and Guangsu pulled out his hands, and made a tactic in mid-air.

"Shuiyuedongtian, Yin."

A complex map of profound meanings appeared in the palm.

Dao patterns overlap on it, and a sense of mystery and magnificence of the boundless sea sprouts.

Since the appearance of the outline of the profound truth, a round of bright moon above the nine heavens has been shining.

The water system under Yu Lingdi's feet turned into a vortex, and as soon as he sank, he was about to escape into it.

"Flowers bloom for thousands of miles, half a step to the fairy garden!"

In the distance, Haitang'er twirled the six-leaf crabapple in her hand and took half a step lightly.

The Profound Truth Cave under Yu Lingdi's feet shook suddenly, as if the energy was disordered in the middle, and new sprouts appeared in the water.

immediately.

The new shoots grew wildly, directly taking out the rain in a few miles around and turning it into nutrients.

A huge purple-leaf crabapple with a radius of one hundred feet is in full bloom, and its fragrance is wafting thousands of miles away.

Everyone in the audience heard it, and all of them were in a trance.

Xu Xiaoshou only felt that he lost his mind and soul for a while, as if he was in a fairy garden.

The rain is gone.

The enemy is gone.

There are only misty white mist in the fairy garden, and coquettish crabapple flowers blooming in the mist.

"What a nice view……"

He couldn't help murmuring.

This kind of fairyland can only be found in dreams.

Among the mundane world, it is hard to find half a place.

But suddenly.

"Being confused, passive value, +1."

When the information bar jumped, Xu Xiaoshou immediately woke up from the predicament.

"Illusion!"

After being so refreshed, the image from the "perception" also replaced everything seen by the eyes.

I saw all the white clothes who had retreated to the end and had no longer participated in the war, all of them were fascinated, showing the color of obsession.

And Yu Lingdi, who was in the midst of the battle, also curved his lips.

But he seems to have much stronger mental power than others.

Before the smile at the corner of his mouth was fully evoked, it stopped and his complexion returned to normal.

Immediately after blinking his eyes, he saw the reality...

Horrible reality! !

...

"Pan Immortal Axe, the elements are shattered!"

Cen Qiaofu grinned grinningly, and directly cut Yu Lingdi, who came back from a trance, with an axe.

He knew that Yu Lingdi had comprehended the mystery of the water system.

And this kind of person is generally very likely to be a body of elements.

What is the body of elements?

Like the first seat, ordinary physical attacks are ineffective against it.

The opponent only needs to use the way of heaven and the elements, and in an instant, he can use the five elements of the water system and the water elements between heaven and earth to reshape his body.

Who is Kezenchov?

Too empty!

Others need many battles and attempts to come up with the conclusions they have learned. Once he got started, he directly advanced the results.

Not only the water system avenue in the Dao of Heaven here was cut out of thin air.

The one-style "Element Destruction" emptied all the water elements within a radius of several miles.

And the outside world.

With Haitang'er's huge biggonia flower constantly absorbing the rain from the sky, Yu Lingdi's last step - the possibility of gaining energy from the previous accumulated rain and recovering his body, was also wiped out on the spot.

Let's go back ten thousand steps...

Even if all external factors that may make Yu Lingdi recover from his injury are terminated.

The Qihai Lingyuan in this guy's body still has the possibility of self-healing!

But here lies the crux of the problem.

The unique "spirit-draining" nature of the "Panxian Axe" is a terrifying spiritual weapon that can even absorb half of the essence of the energy core essence of the puppet of heaven.

How long can Yu Lingdi's mere throne last?

"die!"

No surprises.

Yu Lingdi, who had been terminated of all retreats, still had a chance to get away with it.

But the moment the Immortal Pan Ax cut into his skin, his complexion changed drastically, and he immediately realized that he was wrong.

Body of elements, restoration of rain, restoration of spirit essence...

All escape routes were cut off by this axe!

"Boom!"

There was a bang.

The scene of the broken body on the 33rd just now reappeared.

The difference from that time is that this time Yu Lingdi's body, which was severed in two with an axe, not only did not burst into water mist as everyone expected, but instead, after a bang, the bright red blood flowed directly.

Even during the time when it was flying upside down, its frail body collapsed into several large pieces on the spot because it couldn't bear the Taixu power of the Panxian axe.

"I'll be good..."

Xu Xiaoshou used "perception" to clearly perceive all the subtle fluctuations on the scene.

In the eyes of others, it is just an ordinary cut.

In his eyes, it was so wonderful that it was calculated to the point of extreme horror.

Are all Taixu's battles so tragic?

Don't even give the opponent the slightest chance, as soon as he comes up, he will kill him?

"Is this... the fate of not giving face?"