I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

"Patter..." The darkness receded in front of her eyes, and the crimson reappeared in her eyes. "Swipe!" From a tiny crack in space, an old man popped out. As soon as he landed, he immediately placed the figure on his back on the ground, and then slapped the figure several times. "Wake up, wake up!" "Oh my God, I can't tell you to try it anymore, you just want to, and you think you are the former you?" Liuchong?" "I'm so pissed off!" Tzenchov was eager to give the man on the ground a few more mouths. But he also realized it. There is no way to wake up the unconscious people on the ground by pumping like this. "Damn it." Gritting his teeth, Tzenchov pulled out the small ax pinned to his waist, his expression hardened, and he stood up high. "Cough cough..." At this moment, the fainted person on the ground suddenly coughed twice violently, and then... "Pfft!" The sound of blood spurting only lasted halfway, before being forcibly suppressed. The masked man turned over on the ground at the speed of light. "What are you doing?!" "Eh..." A drop of sweat dripped from Tzenchov's face, and he withdrew his hands embarrassingly, "It's not what you think." "What is that?" "Help you!" Tzenchov mentioned "Save", I suddenly lost my temper. "I told you to let the old man come,

Can't you be obedient? "

"Are you a child?"

"The broken space flow, can you bear it?"

The masked man remained silent, his eyes still on his small axe.

Cenchov rolled his eyes angrily: "Ordinary methods can't wake you up, and old people can only wake you up with pain!"

"..."

The scene was a little silent.

Cenchov took two steps back, looked away, and looked at the world of the White Cave, "Ah" and said: "Sure enough, there is movement in the White Cave, and it probably won't last long before it will shatter."

"..."

"Where is the storyteller?"

"Shouldn't you show up immediately and send the information?"

"..."

"Oh, the weather is nice..."

Cenchov was finally embarrassed by himself, and couldn't help turning his head and roaring: "Anyway, you won't die, and an ax will definitely wake you up. In this situation, can you sleep?"

"That's right." The masked man finally swallowed the reverse blood overflowing from his mouth.

He could feel that his injury was getting worse.

"Something's wrong."

Staggering to his feet, the masked man swept around, and there was no one there.

When he closed and opened his eyes, there seemed to be a sword light passing by in his eyes.

"nobody."

"The guys in the White Cave, including the trainees, seem to be gone?"

Turning his head, he cast a questioning look on Cenchov.

Tzenchov sighed, "Sure enough, you have regressed again."

After gathering his mind, he continued: "There is a wave in the Lijian Grassland, and there is a black cave entrance, which should be the key point of the collapse of the White Cave. As for the storyteller..."

Cenchov's pupils were out of focus, he glanced in all directions, and said disappointedly: "That guy is very capable of running for his life, basically he won't let his real body show up to face others, and it's normal if he can't find it."

"What else?" The masked man asked aloud.

"Um?"

Tzenchov didn't understand, so, "What else?"

The masked man remained silent, and slowly raised a finger, and the two fell silent at the same time.

"..."

Everything was silent.

"rustle……"

the wind.

"Crack--"

The sound of cracks in space.

"Patter..."

Rain!

Zenchov's pupils shrank suddenly.

"rain?"

He suppressed the head that he subconsciously wanted to raise, and turned his head to look at the head of his family in disbelief.

"Ah."

The masked man sighed, without any attempt to hide it.

"Jinzhao Prison Sea, when will it rain?"

Without even making any covert movements, the masked man raised his head majestically, looking directly at the Nine Heavens Rain Curtain.

He was clearly still extremely weak, but the word "retreat" did not seem to exist in his dictionary at all.

When there is a problem, there is no miscellaneous solution except to face it directly.

"Yin—"

An extremely subtle but piercing high-frequency sword cry, as if it came out of the muddy eyes, cut straight into the sky.

"Chi~"

The rain curtain broke.

subsequently.

"Patter..."

He continued unmoved.

The curtain is three feet high, tied to the nine heavens, and suspended above the hearts of the people.

"who?"

Tzenchov was disturbed.

He didn't want to poke someone so quickly in his heart.

But his head was exposed, and it was impossible for him to let him confront that inexplicable person.

Taking a step forward, and standing in front of the masked man, Cenchov shouted loudly again:

"who?!"

"Patter..."

The rain remained the same, without even a sense of sluggishness, as if it had hung above the sky of the White Grotto from eternity.

Cenchov seemed to feel numbness in his neck, and subconsciously lowered his eyebrows.

Immediately, it was like getting an electric shock, the whole person tensed up, and suddenly raised his head again.

"who?!"

This time, his heart directly set off a turmoil.

ignored?

Just now, he was still staring straight at him, but at that moment, he was in a daze, as if being...

"Hypnotized?"

The masked man's funny eyes finally moved from the rain curtain to Cenchov's body, and he said slowly:

"Being able to hypnotize you up to now means that at least this is someone who has mastered the power of Tai Xu."

"But Taixu cannot enter Jinzhao Prison Sea, otherwise it will be counterproductive."

"That is to say, at best, this person is only at the peak of Zhan Dao, and he has survived nine deaths and thunder tribulations, but he has the power to fight Taixu."

"Or, the last explanation..."

The masked man paused for a moment, looked at Cenchov's shocking gaze, and nodded, "Same as you, with your cultivation level sealed."

"The old man hacked him!"

With a whoosh, Tzenchov drew the ax from his waist, and was about to rush into the sky.

"Don't worry."

The masked man stretched out his hand to stop him, glanced at the sky, and said with a smile, "I just want to be an upright voyeur, but if I don't do anything, why are you so rude?"

"Moreover……"

As soon as he moved his gaze, there was a rain curtain wherever he could see.

"It's raining so hard, can your small ax handle it?"

"If you can't hack it, you can still hack this world." Cenchov was impatient. This kind of sneaky person should cut two halves with one ax!

"Why."

The masked man nodded in approval, and then said: "But the others are still here, this world cannot be broken..."

Glancing at the sky, he was thoughtful.

"It can't be broken either."

Tzenchov: "..."

The chief said so, and he was not so angry that he was filled with anger, and immediately put down the hand holding the axe.

"Who?" he asked.

"I don't know," the masked man shook his head, "but it should be someone from the Holy Spirit Hall? Without him, this white cave should have been shattered... Who is it?"

He changed the subject and threw the question to the old man in front of him.

Cenchov rolled his eyes: "Everyone I know has been turned into ashes, how can I remember such a one?"

"That's true."

The masked man immediately nodded his head, pondered for a while, tapped his fingers and said, "I remember it, it seems that there was such a child before, who was a water element ability user with great potential?"

"Yo, you still remember people?" Cenchov was quite surprised.

"Let's not say that, the potential is good."

The masked man didn't care, and said: "I forgot what happened decades ago, but if there is no accident, his father should be..."

Raise your head slowly.

"Death by my hands."

Tzenchov frowned, and followed him to look up into the sky.

"Patter..."

The rain remained the same, and there was no trend of getting bigger or smaller.

Not even a feeling of stagnation.

Continuously, never fluctuating.

"Good-natured!"

Cenchov laughed loudly: "As expected of a person with the ability of the water system, he is tolerant to all rivers and rivers, and tolerance is great!"

The masked man frowned upon hearing this.

"It's just a normal fight. Why are you sarcastic about him? He might still be a child."

"Forehead……"

Tzenchov was choked for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Patter..."

The rain was still falling, and the scene became so quiet.

The two looked back, looked at each other, and were silent.

"Um?"

At this moment, the masked man suddenly changed his expression, and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

"somebody is coming?"

...

"call out!"

A sword pierced through the air.

Xu Xiaoshou gently held the hilt with four swords, letting him run freely to the other side of happiness.

Traveling at high speed does not bring much pain to the body of the master.

But right now, Xu Xiaoshou's desire for freedom suppressed the pain in his body even more.

"Soon……"

"Soon!"

He could fully perceive that the four swords were running in such a straight direction.

According to this way, it is really possible to pass through the weakest space node of the White Cave and return to the Holy God Continent.

But not long after, the white light beads in my mind broadcast again.

This time, it seemed much louder than usual.

"Om..."

Xu Xiaoshou's mind was suddenly shaken awake.

"What's the meaning?"

"Baizhu, abnormal movement?"

Clenching four swords in his hand suddenly, Xu Xiaoshou forced himself to stop.

This white bead is the inheritance of the embarrassing saint.

Relying on the White Grotto map on it, Xu Xiaoshou has already obtained great benefits.

But in the past, this thing would not fluctuate randomly at all.

The only exception was when he asked the embarrassing sage to help him suppress Jinzhao's original species.

Now……

"It's not right!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the four swords shaking more and more violently in his hand, and suddenly realized that if this sword didn't feel his own intentions, did he want to take him out of the White Cave?

Then what is the purpose of its movement here?

Taking advantage of the moment when the map of the White Grotto appeared, Xu Xiaoshou glanced up, and his heart ached.

"crack!"

The location that the four swords took him to turned out to be the deepest part of the White Cave map, where the crack in another dimension was located.

"Are you kidding me?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

He didn't think he could lead to the Holy Spirit Continent from that crack.

You must know that if the storyteller's words had never been false before, the first seat of the holy slave should be in the crack at this moment.

Isn't it the same as throwing yourself into a trap after going through it like this?

"Calm down..."

Xu Xiaoshou wanted You Sijian to stop trembling, but the other party seemed to really feel his heart.

"Keng" a loud shock.

The fierce sword burst out with the power of a fierce demon, pulling Xu Xiaoshou forward at the speed of light.

"Fuck!"

Xu Xiaoshou wanted to let go of his hand, but at this moment he found that his palm seemed to be completely sucked.

The power of the ominous demon is poured into the body continuously.

I can't even let go!

"Nima..."

Xu Xiaoshou was going crazy.

"Am I Tang Seng? I, ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, really want to have trouble with me?"

Just escaped from the tiger's mouth and wolf teeth, and then entered the death situation again?

"Open it for me!"

Compressing his hands again, Xu Xiaoshou wanted to use the force of the shock to bounce himself off the hilt of the four swords.

Can't do it.

Before he even had time to use his strength, the ferocious power crazily pouring into his body almost completely destroyed his own consciousness.

"Mama..."

Shi Ajie murmured in a low voice, and began to absorb the vicious energy.

Xu Xiaoshou recovered a little clarity, and immediately shouted: "Break your hand!"

"Ma Ma?" Ah Jie was stunned.

"Quick, cut off my hand!"

Xu Xiaoshou glanced ahead, the distance was already very close.

He vaguely seemed to be able to feel the presence of life in front of him.

That is the first seat of the Holy Slave!

How can I go there?

"quick!"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head anxiously.

Just now, when Ah Jie was in a trance, he was almost destroyed by the power of the fierce demon again.

Are there four swords crazy?

How did such a huge force explode suddenly?

"Mama!"

Ah Jie called out firmly.

Asking it to hurt Mama who brought him to freedom, it said it couldn't do it at all.

"Rejected, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou almost vomited blood.

He didn't have time to explain too much to Ah Jie.

But now, it seems that if you don't explain it, it really won't work.

"you listen to me……"

When the words came to his lips, Xu Xiaoshou froze when he didn't utter half of them.

ahead...

Sword intent!

Even if I only saw that familiar sword intent once in Tiansang Linggong... I will never forget it!

"Gulu."

His throat suddenly became astringent, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that he couldn't do anything.

He hadn't seen anyone before, and he felt that he had only a dead end left.

How could it be like this?

Why is this world so hostile to me?

...

"coming."

At the opening of the space rift, the masked man stared forward, his eyes slightly closed.

Cenchov stepped forward and directly blocked his chest.

Sure enough, in the next second, a figure flew out.

"Brother~"

"How did you notice it? They thought it was well hidden!"

The storyteller opened his arms, completely ignoring the old man in front of the masked man in his eyes.

The corner of Tzenchov's mouth twitched.

So it was this guy?

He's hiding nearby?

No wonder I couldn't find it just now...

Seeing the person in front of him rushing towards him, Cenchov immediately turned sideways to avoid the masked man behind him.

He doesn't want to be hugged by this pervert!

"Brother~"

Jiao Didi's call sounded again, and a trace of doubt flashed in the masked man's eyes, but he was relieved immediately.

He could only wait until the storyteller approached before he suddenly got short.

subsequently.

"Boom!"

"Ouch."

The embarrassed storyteller pulled out from the mud, and hammered the masked man's chest with a small fist.

"Hate~"

"Are you coming alone?" The masked man knocked off his hand.

"Hmm~"

The storyteller pouted, "What?"

The masked man became even more aware that something was wrong, "Did you bring me a famous sword?"

"Famous sword?"

The storyteller repeated as if dumbfounded, "No!"

They only brought you ghosts and beasts as gifts, but they haven't given them out yet.

Famous sword?

I have seen a few of them in this game, but how can it be so easy to win?

The last one was on that Si Wenming!

"That's weird..."

The masked man frowned, "Why did I smell the breath of the sword?"

at this time.

"call out!"

A ray of black light rushed towards him with lightning speed.

"careful!"

Tzenchov, who was staying far away, was afraid that his ears would be stained, but now he roared loudly and flew over with a small axe.

At the same time, the storyteller also turned pale.

"Brother, be careful!"

He immediately took a step forward, pushed the masked man away, and took his place himself.

But the black light seemed to have eyes, and when it came to the storyteller's chest, it turned and turned towards the direction where the masked man fell, directly sinking into his chest.

"laugh!"

The two eyeballs of the masked man thumped and almost popped out.

His lips parted, and with a "poof", blood covered his face in the mask.

"I……"

Tilting his head, the masked man fainted on the spot.

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