I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1568

[Chapter 1,495 The Tao has been torn apart in the wilderness, and the destiny is determined by the sky and the mulberry knot.]

Xu Xiaoshou summoned Zang Ku and took hold of it. Si.Rabbit 520 reads the latest and correct novel chapter

“嘤——”

The body of Zangku’s sword was trembling, and it was so excited that it became like a sword.

Xu Xiaoshou threw it into the apricot world with his backhand, then summoned the Yan Python and held it similarly.

“Plop…”

For the first time, Yan Mang actively released white flames from his sword, and the flames shone brightly.

This can be regarded as its true recognition of the existence of Jinzhao Baiyan, and it also recognizes the existence of the sword holder as a fire attribute refiner!

It is willing to use this method to enter the state of heavenly liberation and burn everything in the world.

“Your opponent is not her.”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled and threw it into the apricot world with his backhand. While extending his hand, he looked at the four swords.

“Keng——”

The blades of four swords exploded with surging demonic energy, and instantly deflected the thousands of sword energy attacks from the seven slaughtering pillars of the sword formation, as well as the entanglement of the two owl dragons.

There is no need for Xu Xiaoshou to summon…

Just like when it returned to the White Cave and took Xu Xiaoshou to find its last sword holder, it flew into Xu Xiaoshou’s hand and found the current sword holder.

“Are you willing?”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled, his sword fingers gently brushing the blade.

Four swords did not respond directly, but after a violent shock, the silver-white sword thoughts were no longer a wisp, but shot out like waves.

“Boom!”

The image in the preaching mirror couldn’t help but tremble.

The sword thoughts flying across the sky were about to cut through the air and strike in front of the spectators.

Compared with the usual Shou Ye who always cuts one by one, the amount of sword recitation at this moment is tens of thousands times higher!

Feng Zhongzui shook his head and shouted like crazy:

“Xu Xiaoshou is dead, Master Shou is here!”

“After realizing how powerful the Northern Sword Immortal Emperor Jian Tianjie was, he finally gave the other party the same respect and took There are four evil swords that are also Chaos artifacts!”

“It turns out that Tibetan Ku is just the limiter of Shouye. It turns out that Shouye’s sword observation skills are so powerful. It turns out that with the evil sword as a carrier, the sword thought can release such a huge amount at one time. …”

Boom boom boom boom!

Before he finished speaking, he saw in the preaching mirror, when Xu Xiaoshou was caught with four swords and his mind was connected.

The scattered Sword Thoughts formed a Sword Thoughts version of the Nijie force field, which not only completely cut off the sword energy of Qitu Zhuzhu, but also powerfully rejected the invasion of the twin owl dragons.

There were two big golden dragons, one on the left and one on the right. The dragon heads hit the wave of sword intent, but they couldn’t advance even half an inch.

On the contrary, Xu Xiaoshou tilted his sword in the air.

“Boom!”

The twin owl dragons were blown away on the spot.

The transformed sword energy of the Seven Slaughter Pillars of the Sword Formation completely dissipated, revealing the phantom body of the Seven Emperor Swords.

Above the emperor’s palace, on top of the towering giant sword, Beibei hesitated for a moment.

Changed the sword…

After changing the sword, Xu Xiaoshou was, as Feng Zhongzui said, simply unstoppable!

But even if Jian Nian can be so powerful as the second-generation Shenshen Nian, the Emperor Sword is the Heavenly Jie. If this finishing blow is really going to hit…

Xu Xiaoshou will definitely not be able to stop it!

He will die!

In her heart, Beibei cherishes her talent, and she never wants to see such an amazing ancient sword cultivator die.

But judging from the rituals of ancient sword cultivators from ancient times to the present…

giving it a try is the greatest respect for the opponent, no matter whether we are dead or alive!

What’s more, besides being an ancient sword cultivator, Xu Xiaoshou has other ways to survive. He is better at making comebacks in desperate situations…

“Surrender, or die!”

Beibei shouted loudly. This was the second chance she gave her, but There are no more than three things.

“It’s just an absolute empire…”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled under the towering giant sword, and four swords swirled in his palm, then pointed upwards.

Long!

The evil spirit exploded all over the sky.

Led by the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, it formed a shock wave downwards, staining Xu Xiaoshou’s body black and breaking through the ground of the emperor’s palace.

The evil spirit decomposed and transformed into small black swords one after another, and then assembled into a huge evil sword that could be compared to the emperor’s sword downwards and the same size upwards!

“Keng——”

Wan Jian worships!

This time, it was not the Emperor Sword that I worshiped, nor Beibei, the Sword Immortal.

But there are four fierce swords that are equally divided among the following. Swordsman Xu Xiaoshou!

The image of the preaching mirror quickly zooms in, zooms in, and zooms in again at the right time.

People are like projectiles, and the Yujing City in Ye Xiaotian’s hands is not as big as a brick in the emperor’s palace.

But what fell into the eyes of the people of the Five Realms at this moment was by no means the outsiders, but the golden and towering Emperor Sword, which was separated by the emperor’s palace and could penetrate the clouds, holding up the figure of the empress above the clouds.

Next, the evil spirit was used to transform ten thousand swords into an absolute imperial system, forging a towering evil sword that could penetrate the underworld. The only difference was that Xu Xiaoshou was holding the sword as the tip, edge, and best of the evil sword.

This picture is so shocking!

The entire world in the missionary mirror is filled with the two giant swords pointing at each other, facing each other, and intertwined gold and black!

Drunken in the wind, his eyes almost bulged out, he covered his head and muttered to himself in a low voice: “Who can survive… Who can? Who can?”

Even with the four swords in hand.

Even the sword thought can release such a huge amount.

After all, Master Shou was restricted and could not rely on the power of ancient sword repairers. In that case, what could he use to deal with the final blow of Emperor Sword Tianjie?

An unstable second realm?

Or is it that, with the Four Swords only accompanying him for less than a year, he can also achieve perfect Tianjie, or is it unstable Tianjie?

Time seems like a meal.

The empress on top of the imperial sword had no words to persuade her, and with full aura, she stepped down hard.

At this moment, the world was dyed with brilliant gold.

The emperor’s palace suddenly dented, thousands of roads collapsed, and the towering emperor’s sword crashed down like it was cut off from a chain hanging in the sky.

“Emperor Sword: Wrath of the End!”

At the same time, the kendo disk under Xu Xiaoshou’s feet rotated rapidly, shining with black light.

Under the pull of the four swords, his figure almost assimilated with the evil spirit, almost assimilated with the avenue.

In this “wandering” state, he felt that he had become the sword, the sword had become the world, and the world was himself.

Tao means that all dharmas come from the heart.

Words can imbue mysteries with mysteries, and their spirits are full of brilliance.

“There are four swords and the sky…”

Wait!

Together.

What got Xu Xiaoshou stuck at the critical moment? He just felt that he had missed a certain link?

…

“Eh?”

Xu Xiaoji was walking and suddenly floated up. He was shocked!

During the trial in the Yunlun Mountains of the Eastern Region, he served as the fake Master Xu for a long time because the real Master Xu went to Void Island.

After it was over, Xu Xiaoji knew that he would most likely be exposed, and the Holy Temple might arrest someone.

He didn’t even receive the reward and escaped from the Yunlun Mountains on his own.

I had been hiding in Tibet for more than a month, until a few days ago, by some strange combination of circumstances, Xu Xiaoji decided to take a long trip.

Without thinking much, he came to the Central Territory.

Going around in circles, Xu Xiaoji also went to Yujing City, Qilin Realm, and Zhongyuan Realm.

It’s strange…

wherever I go, I always seem to be being pulled by others, as if I need to get closer to something.

Just like after leaving the psychedelic space for the first time, he didn’t want to stay far away. Tiansang City, not far from the White Cave, was already the limit.

“Eh?”

While thinking wildly, Xu Xiaoji suddenly flew up again, this time rushing directly to the side dozens of feet away.

He was frightened.

Why is my body no longer under my control?

“Who is calling me?”

It’s not over yet…

it takes off again!

Xu Xiaoji felt like the scenery in front of him was moving back and forth.

This time he rushed directly dozens of miles away and rushed into the crowd.

“Wow…”

There is some noise here, many people are talking about “Sword Immortal”, “Emperor Sword”, “Beibei” and the like.

Vaguely, Xu Xiaoji also heard the title “Master Shou”. Isn’t that the nickname he was afraid of for Xu Xiaoshou? Now it has been spread out?

Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw an acquaintance.

Xingugu!

“Hey! Gugu, Guye!”

Xu Xiaoji hurriedly called out a few times. It was great to meet old friends in a foreign country, especially when he seemed to be out of control.

Something terrible happened…

no one noticed me at all!

Even Xin Gugu didn’t respond to the call at all.

Thinking about it carefully, he clearly bumped into many people before, but passed through them one by one, as if he suddenly changed from a physical body to a spiritual body…

“Huh?”

Xu Xiaoji was about to cry at this point.

He hugged a tree tightly to stop himself from flying up, but suddenly the hug was empty, and he passed in front of Xin Gugu…

Oh no – swish, swish,

swish!

Time is illusory and space is distorted.

Xu Xiaoji felt that he had to travel hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant. This was simply impossible. With his poor cultivation, how could he be so fast?

But this is the fact…

He is still traveling and escaping!

“This direction?”

Looking at more and more Huang Jingui, Xu Xiaoji had some memories. He should be heading towards Yujing City.

Or to put it another way…

Is there something calling me in Yujing City?

“A ghost?”

“Ah, help me, I’m most afraid of ghosts!”

Time suddenly stopped.

Xu Xiaoji, who had escaped from afar and had a distorted face, saw such a scene at a certain moment.

It seems that this is not what I saw, but was “shared” by others:

in the picture, there are many ancient sword cultivators with immortal style, and many spiritual refiners with amazing momentum…

But the most eye-catching one is It was the golden sword that blasted through the emperor’s palace and killed the black shadow below.

So impressive!

How great would it be if I could do this, even for just a moment?

“The Emperor’s Sword is Sovereign…”

For no reason, his thoughts changed. Xu Xiaoji could just name this sword. He had clearly never seen it before.

But there seemed to be an extra crack in the memory, and a lot of things spewed out from it.

Not only did the Emperor Sword dominate, Xu Xiaoji also recognized the real names of the swords in the hands of the three ancient sword cultivators around him:

Zangjian Chuishen, Hejian Tingchen, and Jianlou Jianbenjianzhihu.

besides!

Xuanjian Taicheng, is it also there?

Xu Xiaoji suddenly fell into a trance. How could he have the idea that “it’s here too”?

But after a moment, it felt that this was really a long-lost party. If Buddha Sword Nuxian and Divine Sword Xuan Cang were there, they could have a “carnival banquet” in their human world.

etc!

Their human world?

Xu Xiaoji was confused. Am I not a human being?

At this moment, he had doubts about his identity, and at the same time, Master Shou’s guess about his origin flashed through his mind…

No need to wait to confirm it!

Xu Xiaoji’s eyes blurred, all these images disappeared, and the last part of his vision was filled with a black sword.

This is…

a vicious sword, there are four swords!

No…

it’s me!

All the memories were awakened when I returned:

just like being conceived from the warmth, I found the first crack, drilled out and entered the white cave;

I learned to transform into a human body, drilled out the second crack, and came to To the human world;

then pulled by the breath of the Four Swords, the self, to find the key to breaking the seal, the Tianshu Disk;

finally bound to the new owner of the Black Falling Sword, the Four Swords, and followed the guidance to the end , met Mr. Meng, and the process of creating a bond was the same in reverse.

Xu Xiaoji soberly watched as he returned little by little to the cracks where the fragments of the Four Swords collapsed, and returned to the warm place of birth – You. The origin of the Four Swords Sword Spirit! .

He finally realized that he was just a means of self-rescue due to the origin of the Four Swords Sword Spirits;

he was a branch of the Sword Spirits that split away after being dusted for decades while the Sky Cardinal was away;

It is an accessory that briefly gained self-awareness and accepted the task of finding the next sword holder, but did not know it;

it was because the sword holders of all generations had practiced the Red Dust Sword and fell in love with the mortal world, and accidentally entered the mortal world, but they should eventually An unexpected passerby leaving the world of mortals.

When the four swords find the sword holder again, and the emotional bond between the sword spirit and the sword holder reaches a point where they can be resolved, it is time for the solution to be resolved…

Huang Liang has a dream, and it is time to wake up. .

“Master Shou…”

Xu Xiaoji smiled in relief.

At this moment, he and Master Shou merged into one, taking the final step of heavenly liberation.

Countless pictures in my mind intertwined and merged, then quickly receded, and finally settled on the first sight of the desolate Lord’s Mansion of Tiansang City. At this moment, there is a unique charm: ”

Brother! I’ve finally waited for you, why did you do that?” Come?”

“Brother?”

“Brother, it’s me, do you still remember me?”

“No.” “Impossible

, how could you forget me? We were…” ”

But what?”

“Have you really forgotten me? You can’t even remember my name?”

“Your name is…”

“Well, my name is?”

“I remember…it’s you! Xu Xiaoji?”

I’m not Xu Xiaoji Ah, how could someone choose such an unpleasant name and resist changing it?

I have four swords, four fierce swords!

Only the name of the five great artifacts of chaos is worthy of me!

When the emperor’s sword burst out with its final wrath and fell down, the four sword spirits that merged with Xu Xiaoji’s will could easily feel that the sword holder was in the middle of the heavenly release state and suddenly had strong resistance.

“Master Shou, you are indeed a soft-hearted person…”

The origin of the sword spirit did not interfere too much. Instead, like countless choices since the beginning of chaos, it chose to let go and let the sword spirit branch make its own decisions.

Of course Xu Xiaoshou didn’t want to give up his old acquaintance just like that.

But for Xu Xiaoji, is the best destination for a aimless life, a hurried pace without knowing the meaning of the road ahead, and staying with him until the end of his life through humiliation?

No!

No one can stop even a name like “Xu Xiaoji” from having the right to shine!

Because when it was born, it was originally for the brilliance and brilliance of this moment!

Heaven’s solution is not based on the will of the sword holder, but on the sword itself, the will of the sword spirit…

Xu Xiaoji did not resist Shou Ye’s resistance, but just passed on a shallow will to yearn for freedom – -In the state of Tianjie, not only the sword can know the emotions of the sword holder, but also vice versa:

“Master Shou, I want to be gorgeous!”

Xu Xiaoshou’s thoughts stopped. At this moment, he realized the “name” of ancient sword cultivation again, What is the “name” of the Seven Swordsmen?

It is the entire Su family who hears the truth in the morning and will die in the evening;

it is the fierce sword spirit whose desire is gorgeous and whose soul wants to return to its source.

Whether it’s the person holding the sword, or the sword of the person holding the sword.

What we have been pursuing and passing on from beginning to end is the “pride” that the ancient sword cultivator has carried on for more than one life, which is “the body can die but the reputation cannot be lost”!

What I pursue…

what Xu Xiaoji pursues…

are they different?

The final rage burned throughout his body, and at the moment when four swords were bent, Xu Xiaoshou let go of his resistance.

He then saw that Xu Xiaoji had taken over the original will of the Four Swords Sword Spirit, and also taken over his own body, “laughing” unscrupulously, and reciting his glorious moment to his heart’s content!

So the people in front of the Taoist Mirror saw that the final wrath of the Emperor’s Sword penetrated Master Shou and shattered the secret formation of the Sword Dao, but it was bloodless.

Some are just endless ferocious energy, surging and pushing away layer by layer around the falling Emperor Sword.

Then, accompanied by the overwhelming sound, the heaven and earth are crazily stained:

“The road is bumpy and tossing in the wild.” “The

spiritual desire is fierce, and the original intention is rewritten

.” “Different paths have the same root, so don’t live in peace.

” Solution.”

“There are four swords and sacrifices!”

[End of This Chapter.]