I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1656.0

[Chapter 1581: Calling friends to summon the Eighth Immortal, his smiling face changed into something unnatural]

“Haha, Xu Xiao…”

Before he could taunt him, another scene appeared on the horizon. Revealing the secret formation diagram.

This time, an old man wearing a straw hat and tattered prison uniform entered the scene. His whole body was black and withered, like a burned corpse, but the terrifying power contained in his torso and arms was shocking.

“Sleeveless!”

“This straw hat, these red scorched hands… He must be the second in command of the Saint Slaves, no, the first two in command is sleeveless!”

“He has also been canonized, or is he a semi-saint of mystery?”

“No, Isn’t he an ordinary Taixu? How can he still understand the secret after being canonized? He…”

The spirit refining masters on the scene were horrified and fell into an incredible link of exclamation. They all shifted from the situation of the game to thinking about the spirit refining process. , completely off track.

Feng Yujin seemed speechless.

Compared with the low profile of the Water Ghost among the nine Saint Slaves, the second-in-command of the Saint Slaves has no sleeves. Even if he was just a Taixu before, he is still famous on the inner island of Void Island.

He dared to mock the water ghost. After all, he didn’t know Feng Yujin very well. Wuxiu heard that he was someone who dared to challenge the eight masters, so he might as well forget it.

While the crowd was discussing, Bai Zhou, Cen Qiaofu and others also entered the scene.

Relatively speaking, these two people seemed ordinary. In fact, they had no idea that the great elder on the first floor of the sky and the master of the building owner were fighting for no reason or jealousy.

What’s there to show off about the secret array diagram?

Aren’t there two at the scene?

…

“That’s it?”

Feng Yujin was silent, but Yue Gongli was amused in his heart.

If it were just these few people, he would have been mentally prepared when he was in the eighteenth heaven.

The thunder was loud and the raindrops were light. In the end, Xu Xiaoshou could only summon this little helper for himself, which was useless in terms of the overall situation.

Everyone then looked back at Master Shou with similar thoughts.

The young man in black on the coffin of the God of Conferment waited for more than ten breaths after the saints entered, not knowing what he was waiting for.

Just as everyone was waiting eagerly, Xu Xiaoshou himself was impatient. Even Yue Gongli felt that since your people have entered the scene, I should call for manpower and bring out my big daddy to suppress the scene. Then he When I wanted to take out a jade slip for communication.

“Huh…”

The scene was filled with sand and rocks, and everyone felt a little chilled, and looked to the west in the distance.

“I come from the west~”

A vague groan sounded in the distance, with ups and downs and full of emotion.

Not as gorgeous as the Semi-Saint of Secrets, but not as low-key and simple as Cenchofu Baizhou.

The figure with long hair and fluttering hair stood out in the yellow sand. His simple white robe was extremely free and easy. When he shrank to the ground and stepped forward, he held a cup in one hand and a fan in the other. He sang and drank, feeling very uncomfortable:

“I came from the west.” Come~ waddle eastward with the current~”

“Watch the cud during the day and make a bed with ghosts at night~”

Hearing this sound, Xu Xiaoshou stumbled on the coffin of the god and almost fell down. He opened his mouth and tried not to have an attack.

You are so crazy!

Don’t you have your own lines?

When I looked back, I saw the figure of the man in white, drinking and singing in the flying dust. As he got closer, he could no longer see clearly, but became more blurry.

He came slowly, and the Tao evolved, and behind him appeared the image of a big river heading east, with gurgling water, time flies like an arrow, and people and ghosts are all guests.

Suddenly the image changed again, becoming gloomy. A cool breeze blew in, blowing the picture into pieces and blowing it into the dim willows, swaying the candlestick on the square table.

“Tsk…”

As soon as the candle flame was extinguished, the rickety shadow under the willow tree shattered.

Yue Gongli’s heart skipped a beat, he actually saw the scene inside the screen candle!

This is a forbidden area on the Guizhe Holy Mountain. Who on Xu Xiaoshou’s side can enter the screen candle area?

Without waiting for much thought, the chant started:

“The mayfly is guessing my thoughts~ The cool breeze extinguishes the candle wax~”

“Drunk in the water of the world~ Wake up with the immortal chacha~”

With the soulful voice finally settling, the white clothes drank and sang. The man finally came into everyone’s sight.

He bent down and fished out a handful of the moon from the water. When he stood up, he pushed his hair back to his waist, so that everyone could see his true appearance.

“The Eighth Sword Immortal!”

Someone screamed outside the venue.

No matter from the front, from the back, from the left or from the right, when everyone looked up, they saw the face of the Eight Masters.

In fact, as early as the sound of “I come from the west” was heard, someone touched their memory and recalled the celebrations made by the Eighth Sword Immortal when he fished in Yunlun and fished everyone into the Void Island before he retired.

But when the person actually raised his head, the shock in the hearts of those around him was far less powerful than the shock caused by what he saw with the naked eye!

“Ah——”

A strange scream sounded from Mo Mo’s body.

She swung her hands and feet from side to side a few times in an extremely uncoordinated manner, which was so funny.

Then he held his neck up and his expression became uncomfortable, as if a ghost was strangling his throat and pulling him back, and he started “running backwards”…

“Why are the Eight Masters here?”

Yue Gongli was also filled with fear, and his eyes were filled with fear. He almost stared at him.

What he saw was not just Bazun, this guy had become so sick after not seeing him for decades – he was grinning!

You are the Eight Masters, you have an image, why are you smiling?

Just smile. Are you willing to scare my sister to death with your grin reaching the top of your head?

“Brother-in-law~~”

Yue Gongli didn’t even think about it, and jumped off the palm of the evil god Sui Yin. He made a squeaking sound like a cat clinging to his body, and rushed forward to seek a hug.

He was only halfway through the charge when he saw Bazun’s skilled hand grabbing his chin and lifting it up, flipping his head upwards.

“Huh?”

Yue Gongli burped, and his little heart stopped beating at this moment.

The same goes for everyone outside the court.

Everyone quickly rubbed their eyes again and felt relieved.

It turns out that Bazunzi did not take off his head, but just tore off the “smiling face hood” belonging to Bazunzhen, revealing the one inside…

Yue Gongli narrowed his eyes.

Yue Gongli’s eyes widened.

Yuegong ran away from home directly from his eyes!

“Dao Qiongtian???”

he screamed.

No matter how hard you try, you won’t be able to find anything, and attaining the Tao will take no effort at all.

I haven’t called you yet, but you already figured that I was going to call you. You are so smart, and you are so self-conscious that you came to me on your own? Yue Gongli is ecstatic!

——Yes, this face is not a coquettish one, who else could it be?

There were no fewer than hundreds of people surrounding him at this time.

Among them, the Holy Temple belongs to the Holy Slave

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