I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1654.3

[Chapter 1580: The spring breeze triumphantly defeats the Holy Emperor. Who can resist the enemy when he steps on the coffin and accepts surrender?]

, the eight masters are his brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!

Feng Yujin was really frightened.

Who are the Eight Masters?

The Lord of the two veins of black and white, stepping on the black dragon of the Demon Emperor, and pointing his sword at the three ancestors of the white veins. He is a murderous and unforgivable terrifying thing.

In front of him, the Holy Emperor could only scream and beg for mercy – the screams of the Demon Emperor’s black dragon, like killing a pig, are unforgettable to Feng Yujin to this day!

Anyone else, Feng Yujin, who has escaped from the forbidden law barrier, can be ignored. This guy knows the eight masters…

“I can’t afford to gamble, I definitely can’t afford to gamble!”

Feng Yujin can’t help but stare at him with his eyes. He hesitated, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Mo’s calm expression from the corner of his eye.

His heart was determined.

“The Eight Masters?”

The gray fog bloomed, and Feng Yujin spread out his hands, shaking his shoulders and laughing wildly:

“Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie…”

“Yes! The Eight Masters are the Black Dragon of the Demon Emperor who steps on his feet, and the three ancestors of the White Veins with swords pointing at them. , but on Void Island, he has to respect me three points and give me one point of thin noodles!”

“If it weren’t for my ability to dominate the inner island, defeat the black dragon, and look down on the Third Ancestor, he would have worked so hard after leaving Void Island to let me Am I the first one to come out?”

The voice weakened at this point, and then rose again:

“But in the Void Island, I still need to respect him three points. When I return to the Holy God Continent, you can see that I have surpassed him?”

You have, After the battle in the Eight Palaces, you almost scared him to the point of peeing… Mo Mo remembered the scene at that time, but when he heard the sound, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled happily.

very good.

Feng Yujin didn’t choose to avoid it!

But it’s also very bad.

In the entire first heaven, at this moment, only Mo Mo smiled.

…

“Huh?”

In front of the space mirror, Xu Xiaoshou, who had finished firing his sword in the distance, had a dull expression and stared blankly at the fierce-looking Feng Yujin.

No, how dare he say such nonsense?

At the end of the meeting in the Eight Palaces, the Eight Lords knew one thing well, he would obediently become his bodyguard, okay?

That wasn’t even on the inner island of the Void Island, it was when Lao Ba was hiding his sword and was like a useless person…

Feng Yujin, what are you trying to do with being so talkative?

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at Sang Lao, Shui Gui, and even Dao Qiongtian with a questioning look on his face.

Everyone was confused and couldn’t understand.

Even Dao Qiongcang was frowning and thinking hard at this time. It was the first time for him, who was unpredictable, to encounter such a complex problem that was difficult to calculate with his fingers.

“There is something.”

At least there is something… Xu Xiaoshou clicked, intercepted and saved the space image just now, and decided to see Bazun again in the future and let him make his own evaluation.

…

In the palm of the evil god Sui Yin, Yue Gongli looked even more confused.

No, does this Emperor Fengtian have any serious illness?

Ba Zunzhen is just the most insignificant one among the guys I listed, right?

What I mean is…

I am the son of the Holy Emperor of the Moon Palace. I am the best friend of the Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng. I also have an unclear relationship with the Holy Emperor Bei Huai, but you can make the connection yourself.

Three Holy Emperors were brought up in one sentence. Why are you talking to me about that eight-fingered cripple? He can’t even walk without breathing!

“It’s okay not to apologize.”

Yue Gongli chose to give in.

He didn’t come for the Sealing Holy Emperor in the first place, so there was no need to start a fight on the ground, and he let Xu Xiaoshou peek at his abilities in vain.

An apology is just the first condition for him to negotiate, and he can bargain.

Yes, Feng Yujin’s unreasonable behavior could only be explained as bargaining in Yue Gongli’s eyes. He calmly stated:

“For the sake of you being the Holy Emperor, I respect you three points and give you a slap in the face.” , and we won’t pursue the case.”

“But you can’t hit someone and still take advantage of my friend, right? Although he is no longer my friend…”

Yue Gongli pointed to the God-Sealing Coffin in Mo Mo’s hand and pinched it. He pinched his face and said:

“I am now the red-robed Taoist Master. I want face. If you are so cruel, it will be difficult for me to be a human being.”

“I can’t be a human being, and your ghost beast body can’t do anything either. “

Ansheng, after all, I have already said that I am the red-dressed ruler.”

Yue Gongli said, putting on the red-dressed standard robe that he had changed several times because of its unsightliness but was still not satisfied with it.

He is very good at being a good person…

Feng Yujin felt comfortable.

The feeling of having your self-esteem taken care of is always better than making a fool of yourself in front of Mo Mo.

Then when he glanced at Mo Mo, Feng Yujin’s eyes wandered, and the tangled expression on his face could be summed up in one sentence:

“He retreated, shall we give in?”

Everyone could see that a mere semi-saint was not interested in the Holy Emperor. Using a slap and a sweet date is actually not considered a “retreat” method at all.

When the Holy Emperor beats the Half-Saint, according to the previously arrogant Feng Yujin, he can directly destroy him by turning his palm. If he exceeds ten breaths, he loses.

Mo Mo knew all this.

This was the first time that she didn’t want to hand over a semi-sainthood, and she even had the radical idea of taking it in and canonizing it as a saint in order to dampen the spirit of the dandy young man.

But she also knew that Feng Yujin was in trouble.

Therefore, Yue Gongli’s background suppression was an effective suppression. He was really someone who couldn’t even offend Feng Yujin…

Mo Mo was faintly disappointed.

This is extremely inconsistent with the image of “Sealing the Heavenly Holy Emperor” that Feng Yujin has always instilled in him.

But some good guys had gathered nearby. Mo Mo didn’t want to hurt Feng Yujin’s self-esteem in public, so he nodded obediently and threw the coffin out.

Feng Yujin opened his mouth and tightened his fists. He no longer dared to look at Mo Mo, nor did he dare to stop the God’s Coffin from leaving.

So be it.

…

“Hua Yuan, you have to know that your life does not belong to Hua Changdeng now, it belongs to me!”

Yue Gongli finally became the winner, laughed and stood up from the palm of the evil god Sui Yin, and wanted to summon the coffin of the god. It can be said that the spring breeze is proud.

But at this moment…

bang!

There was a loud noise in the sky.

A black shadow stepped heavily on the God’s Coffin, kicking it from mid-air and driving it into the ground, causing huge spider web cracks to appear on the ground.

He just broke into the center of the battlefield brazenly and stood on top of the vertical coffin, his black clothes swaying and his black hair flying.

He turned his back to Yue Gongli, not caring whether the ferocious purple-haired monster with three heads and six arms would attack him. He dared to face Feng Yujin and taunted the Holy Emperor unscrupulously:

“Hey, this is a person who is not even familiar with the Eight Saints. How can he meet such a small semi-saint? Are you scared?”

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