I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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Breakout went wrong.

In fact, it wasn't just Situ Yong who was so aware.

Seeing Xu Xiaoshou's reaction after breaking through to the Grandmaster, most of the people inside and outside the venue also came to the same conclusion.

After all, it is impossible for ordinary masters to restrain their own Dao Yun aura when they just break through.

What's more, it's Xu Xiaoshou's back-to-basics look that seems to have been robbed of all the Dao charm in his body.

Being able to do this shows that Xu Xiaoshou is not returning to the basics and returning to the truth, but only the bad news of "returning and returning", without the high level of "returning to the original and returning to the true".

The sloppy uncle landed next to Xu Xiaoshou, and asked solemnly: "Breakthrough, is there an accident?"

He is a voice transmission.

Xu Xiaoshou was a little confused when he heard this.

What's the meaning?

But in just a moment, he reacted.

This time he broke through the Grandmaster, because the passive system swallowed his Dao Yun breath and one million, so he created the illusion that he was breaking through forcibly.

Coupled with my own reaction to the "price increase frenzy" just now, it led to misunderstandings by outsiders...

Xu Xiaoshou immediately wanted to respond "no problem" to ease the concern of the uncle, the storyteller and others.

But he changed his mind.

I am now using the identity of Xu Xiaoshou.

There is also Xu Shao at the trade fair.

The trial in the East Heavenly King City cannot be participated with a master cultivation base.

Elder Sang's request, the eight masters' tasks...

Etc., etc!

very many!

Can I find a new way at the end of the day in such a mixed situation, and make another birth that the big bosses of the major layouts can't see.

Perhaps, this is the move.

So Xu Xiaoshou's expression tightened, and then he returned to his indifference, and said what he originally wanted to say.

Very quiet.

I said it to the sloppy uncle with a low voice.

But of course, everyone can hear it.

"Don't worry, my breakthrough came naturally, without any accidents!"

All the bigwigs suddenly fell silent.

At this time, some people have even started to intercept Xu Xiaoshou's reply with voice transmission.

Because they know what questions the sloppy uncle will ask.

But everyone did not expect that Xu Xiaoshou responded so calmly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him, and also seemed to have a second meaning, "I know you are going to intercept my voice transmission, so I said everything with you." "You guys are listening" and said "His breakthrough was not accidental".

this moment……

"Suspected, passive value, +9999."

When the frame popped up on the information bar, Xu Xiao was startled.

Not surprisingly, this should come from within the royal city, provided by all the spirit masters who are paying attention to the battle situation, not pure red clothes and white clothes!

And this wave...

This wave is huge profits!

Xu Xiaoshou felt a little comforted in his heart.

Just want this effect...

How could these guys possibly guess what Master Xu really thinks?

If you can guess, I, Xu Xiaoshou, will change my name to Zhou Tianshen!

"No surprise."

Facing another wave of questioning from the uncle's eyes, Xu Xiaoshou seemed to wake up this time, and responded with a voice transmission, with a wry smile in his tone.

As for whether to smile wryly at the breakthrough, or wryly smile at the uncle's unbelief, then the benevolent will see the benevolence, and the wise will see the wisdom.

However, when this sentence appeared, the information bar flickered again.

"Suspected, passive value, +423."

Good guy!

At that moment, Xu Xiaoshou called him a good guy in his heart.

Although he has just become a grandmaster and his cultivation base is very weak, but everyone is too disrespectful, right?

Anyway, I am also Xu Xiaoshou of the Holy Slave!

There are more than 400 such open and aboveboard interceptors?

At this time, the uncle saw that the statue of Nine Dragons Burning Ancestors behind Xu Xiaoshou was showing a tendency to decline after a series of battles, so he said immediately: "Xu Xiaoshou, you should step down to consolidate your realm first, and leave the rest to you." I."

Xu Xiaoshou was moved by his heart.

so good!

Sure enough, if you want to live in this world, you still have to have the backing of a big tree, so you can live a happier life, right?

He didn't try to be brave.

Master Yu Jianxian.

To be honest, there is not much difference between him and Xian Yu Sword Immortal.

These are all ants in the eyes of Rao Yaoyao. At most, they have broken through and become a little thicker.

But it's just an extra sword effort!

Although until this moment, Xu Xiaoshou still didn't understand why Rao Yaoyao could jump over the holy image and cast a Red Dust Sword on him without being backlashed by the holy power.

But now what he wants more is to put his breakthrough self at the back of the battle.

Because, the fundamental purpose of making such a big commotion tonight was not to fight, nor to earn passive points.

It is to help the people on the first floor in the sky to escape from the trade fair site smoothly.

The kind of escape that is justifiable!

"Come on, uncle, kill that sword fairy, you are the new sword fairy, I think you can do it." Xu Xiaoshou encouraged and chose to back off.

The uncle laughed.

At this moment, everyone's attention finally returned to the previous scene from the big event of Xu Xiaoshou's escape from the sword of mortals and breaking through the master.

"Big Buddha chop..."

Some people watching the battle murmured in their hearts.

When the protagonists of the battle were returned to the uncle and Rao Yaoyao, a posture of equal confrontation appeared, and an illusory figure emerged in everyone's mind.

It was an image that none of them had ever seen the real face, but had already been outlined in flesh and blood by countless myths and legends in their hearts.

And at this very moment.

This mythical image in everyone's mind jumped up, completely overlapping with the figure of the sloppy uncle carrying a sack in the sky.

Although the sloppy is a bit eye-catching...

But that big Buddha cut seems to have already announced something to everyone.

"Acquainted with the eight deities?"

Rao Yaoyao paused for a long time, she really didn't want to embarrass the junior, she only hesitated to speak out to the sloppy uncle.

Before that, she was able to pay attention to the battle situation in Midtown.

But the uncle didn't use any unique moves.

At most, his attire would be the attire adopted by an imitator of the eight deities.

But that big Buddha slash was related to phantom swordsmanship and heart swordsmanship.

Among the thousands of imitators of the Eight Masters, the one who can master... yes, is "proficient", not "familiar" with these two major swordsmanship, and can also be transformed into sword moves, which can be used to slash the Buddha.

Does not exceed……

Count in one palm!

This sentence, Rao Yaoyao said, object-oriented, is for everyone in the entire Holy God Continent!

So when even Rao Yaoyao, one of the Seven Sword Immortals, was able to ask such questions, the spirit refiners and sword cultivators in the entire royal city were completely boiled almost instantly.

"Acquainted with the eight deities?"

"God! He really is!"

"Let me just say, as soon as this guy appeared and flew into the air, I thought his appearance was so weird, it must be that person!"

"Tch, didn't you just say that this person pretends to be the eight gods, with no form and no spirit? He is still holding that cheap big sack, and now the sword fairy is also suspicious. Once the Buddha is cut out, you will change your mind?"

"Just now? What just now? I was sleeping just now~"

"..."

really.

Tonight's big battle, until the end, those innocent people who were hiding, didn't even bother to pretend to be asleep, and went out to the streets one after another, observing all night long.

After all, battles for the throne are rare.

The battle of Taixu is even more impossible in this always peaceful East Heavenly King City.

The most frightening thing is that the battle tonight is essentially an innate man wearing an icon, torturing Taixu...

- Rare to see in a hundred years!

...

"What does the name matter?"

In the void, facing Rao Yaoyao's questioning, the uncle at this time chose an ambiguous answer.

He spoke with a light smile, and spread his hands. Everyone already felt that they didn't need to listen to the name, but just looked at the hand, and the legend was confirmed by the reality.

Rao Yaoyao stared at it, but there was still surprise in her eyes.

If this is the eight masters, the other party will explode and have a big battle with her.

Can't stand it!

Rao Yaoyao knew that it was difficult for him to withstand it, but Ba Zunfa was definitely not comfortable either.

Because according to the information, the opponent is seriously injured at this moment, and if he wants to face the Xuancang Divine Sword again, he will definitely die.

But if this is not the eight masters...

At the time of the White Grotto, Gou Wuyue led a team of white clothes there, and witnessed the rebirth of the Eight Masters.

The battle scenes in the eight palaces were also sent back to the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Hall in real time through the secret technique.

But after all, I haven't personally felt the breath of the eight masters who returned to the world after decades.

Except for Gou Wuyue, the only person who had seen the Eight Masters, all of them died.

It's cruel and realistic.

But the current Rao Yaoyao really can't recognize the person opposite, is it true?

"Okay, let's pretend that you are the eight masters..."

At this time, Rao Yaoyao opened her mouth, and as soon as she closed her beautiful eyes, she wanted to follow her train of thought.

But suddenly, her ears moved, her expression changed completely, Sen Sheng asked: "You are not the Eight Masters! Why do you want to help the Holy Slave? You are not afraid of your power, and you will be held accountable by Bai Yi?!"

The certainty in this voice, even Xu Xiaoshou, who was accumulating energy in the backcourt, could hear the other party's affirmation.

It must be at this juncture that someone sent some information to Rao Yaoyao, which completely stabilized her thoughts.

But who would it be?

Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.

Those who have seen the real eight gods in the eight palaces are indeed dead.

Gou Wuyue was not the leader this time either, and there was no one left.

Furthermore, the first generation of Sword Immortals will not transmit voices in secret, but will only stand up and upright.

So that communicator will not be him.

Then, who would dare to be so sure that this sloppy uncle in front of him, this fake Bazunyan who even Xu Xiaoshou could only rely on the gift of the "Guardian of Swords" from the other party to determine his identity, would be a counterfeit?

Xu Xiaoshou looked up at the sky in a little bewilderment.

Although the power of his icon is rapidly depleting, he still has it at this moment.

Holy thoughts are powerful.

All the changes and changes in the entire Eastern Heavenly King City are under his control.

However, the search was fruitless.

Faintly, Xu Xiaoshou felt as if there was one last person in this battle who did not appear.

That person has been watching the entire royal city battle in the dark, recording, planning, and brewing something.

He is very much like a real behind-the-scenes chess player, who cannot be seen by the pawns.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly thought of the previous rainstorm that was getting heavier and heavier.

There was a torrential rain in Wangcheng for no reason, and it was easy for Xu Xiaoshou, who was a bow and snake shadow, to think of Yu Lingdi, the head of the Lingbu.

But the problem is, Yu Lingdi has been killed by Sang Lao.

Even Gou Wuyue looked so reactive and helpless at that time, it was impossible for Yu Lingdi to survive.

So this rain, at most, is Taixu arousing the way of heaven, sorrow and joy disturbing the rules.

The rain is crying from the sky.

It is innocent people who cry.

However, besides this, Xu Xiaoshou really can't think of anyone else who can influence Rao Yaoyao's thoughts, making her so firmly believe.

Uncle sloppy, not eight masters!

The cloud sells and the rain arrives.

At this time, the weather is fine and the sky is slightly bright.

The torrential rain was wiped out by the wave of holy power and Jinzhao Baiyan long after Xu Xiaoshou's wave of Dragon Fusion broke out.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the sky and thought about it. He felt that he couldn't think anymore.

If the uncle and Rao Yaoyao fight, it will be a real scuffle between black and white.

And by then, if he still can't rescue the person on the first floor in the sky, it will be too late.

So Xu Xiaoshou began to abandon miscellaneous thoughts, and continued to enter what outsiders thought was the act of warming and nourishing his own unstable state.

Think differently from others.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he needed a big gift to become a master.

This ceremony will burn the last power of the holy statue, and will bring an end to the layout of the various big bosses in the entire Eastern Heavenly King City.

Then, by the way, the first floor in the sky was saved from the brink of collapse.

Pull the sea of ​​vitality, caress your hands in the air.

Xu Xiaoshou stood in mid-air, after the confrontation between the uncle and Rao Yaoyao, under the effect of "concealment", the passive system swallowed up his whole body's dao rhyme, and the breath in his body could no longer be exposed to the spiritual thoughts of others In the midst of it, he began to crazily compress his spiritual energy...

The power of Jinzhao's original seed and Three Days of Freezing Tribulation was invoked...

The power of the icon was drawn, and it seemed to be depleting itself, but it was actually because of Xu Xiaoshou's sudden madness...

The body began to convulse.

Cells start to vibrate.

Until the destructive aura that suddenly changed qualitatively after adding the holy power in the body could not be suppressed, and the faint power of destruction escaped from the pores.

"Um?"

The uncle and Rao Yaoyao, who were confronting each other, suddenly woke up.

At the same time, the storyteller looked back in surprise, and looked at Xu Xiaoshou: "What's going on?"

The Meisi people are outside Yuanjie, hiding in the way of heaven.

He had already been discovered by Rao Yaoyao, but if he didn't act, it meant that he had no position, and no one would take care of him.

At this moment, he was also frightened by Xu Xiaoshou's breath.

"This is……"

Yu Zhiwen was at the very rear of the battlefield, and her eyes never left Xu Xiaoshou.

When this destructive force appeared, she immediately recalled various classic pictures from Xu Xiaoshou in the White Cave.

The shocking explosion when Yan Mang was born...

That shocking explosion after the melting ice and fire intertwined...

That shocking explosion in Lijian Grassland where the world of storytellers collapsed...

And the last big explosion of the White Cave!

Why is this smell so familiar?

Realizing something, Yuzhi Wen Xingtong suddenly widened his eyes. He stared blankly at the rapidly depleted icon on Xu Xiaoshou's body, which was about to dry up.

Suddenly realized, this guy, the next thing to do...

Holy explosion level!

"Run—"

Yu Zhiwen shouted at that moment.

Detonate the holy power and ignite the entire royal city?

This is something no one will do.

But if his name is Xu Xiaoshou, it is not certain.

With this move, Xu Xiaoshou decided to make Hong Yi and Bai Yi tired of coping with the next shocking bombing.

And this bombing, perhaps Xu Xiaoshou's intention was not for innocent people.

But if the Holy Spirit Hall can't handle it properly, Xu Xiaoshou will really become the scourge of that world!

Um?

Something seems wrong...

When thinking of this, Yu Zhiwen even felt a little knotted in his head.

Why does Xu Xiaoshou have to be judged by the actions of the Holy Spirit Hall as to whether Xu Xiaoshou is a disaster?

However, in order to prevent Xu Xiaoshou from causing harm to innocent people, it seems that there is no other way for the Holy Spirit Hall except to forcefully receive this holy explosion?

——This is Xu Xiaoshou!

Almost when Yu Zhiwen yelled that sentence to Rao Yaoyao.

All the white clothes and red clothes realized that something was wrong.

People suddenly rushed from all directions.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou also raised his eyes in shock.

On the top of the ten fingers, there appeared ten dark high-voltage energy points that were trembling at high speed, and could easily cut through space.

This energy point contains holy power.

Holy ten finger seed technique!

"Uncle, stop Rao Yaoyao."

Xu Xiaoshou said to the sloppy uncle who had the same horrified face and turned his eyes, and stopped this guy's tendency to run away first.

Then he ignored all the red and white clothes that rushed towards him, and looked down at the entire Eastern Heavenly King City shrouded in holy thoughts.

Since the Temple of the Holy Spirit treats me, Xu Xiaoshou, as someone from the dark forces, they are chasing and killing me with all their strength.

Since I, Xu Xiaoshou, use the name of the holy slave of the dark force as my prefix.

Then tonight, just be an out-and-out villain and an unscrupulous devil!

This fried.

Dedicated to those who really need protection.

Dedicated to this world where the concept of black and white has been confused.

It is even more dedicated to those real behind-the-scenes players, those chess players who are invisible but always turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain!

Xu Xiaoshou frantically drained the last trace of power from the icon.

He used the absolute power of the icon to suppress the icon to the extreme.

Then he waved the ten "Holy Seeds of Ice and Fire" gathered at his fingertips into the air.

Ten black lines burst out, like the inadvertent strokes of a painter, embellishing the most beautiful stroke of the sky.

when it is.

Dawn breaks.

The sun is rising.

In the dark night before, it was Bai Yan, who symbolized light, fighting.

At this moment, the day has come, but it is the dark Ice and Fire Holy Seed, guiding the light.

The Holy Seed of Ice and Fire, which exploded first in Jiutian and turned into countless black raindrops, was like a flowing hail, elegant and moving.

Time seems to have slowed down.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou, who witnessed the black raindrops dotting the sky, felt like a clown from another world.

The difference is, he doesn't have the sickness of the Joker.

But this so-called different world urgently needs treatment!

"Tonight in Wangcheng, let's use a grand fireworks as the final baptism."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled as he faced the many red and white clothes who rushed forward and scattered, spread his hands, and then disappeared into the void with a gesture of his body, leaving only the last lingering sound.

"Wash away the slenderness and fade away the dust!