I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1710.0

[Chapter 1599: Angry Immortal Heaven resolves all grievances, a stick of incense comes to calm Di Ying]

is even the main body!

Diying Shengzhu felt a chill in his body, and when he swept down his holy mind, he realized that the sword light that he thought he could avoid by bouncing was actually an illusion.

She had already been killed by the giant Buddha’s sword!

“Hiss——”

Pain invades the soul.

The Diying Holy Strain found that there were wisps of purple evil energy and black evil energy on itself, which were evaporated, purified, and transcended by the power contained in the golden sword light!

This is beyond the pain of being cut off.

The power of the giant sword itself has natural restraint against the power of the evil god, the power of her evil ancestor of medicine, and even all powers that are essentially related to “demon nature”!

“This is…”

The Holy Strain of Diying was purified to the point of being mentally disturbed. After being forced back to consciousness, he realized that it was not the Sword Immortal Dao and Dao Qiongang Sword Dao itself that was actually stronger.

But that sword!

And the terrifying power contained in that sword!

She looked carefully and saw that the giant sword in Dao Qiongang’s hand was covered with gold. There were nine gold-plated Buddha images sitting on the gauntlet, either in the posture of worship, or in the posture of being careless, or in the posture of dozing off, or in the posture of praying, or in the posture of…

No need .

Looking again, with just one glance, Diying Shengzhu suddenly remembered the nature of this sword and why it had natural restraint on him:

“One of the five great artifacts of chaos, the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword?”

For a moment, Diying Shengzhu’s thoughts were in a trance. .

It is true that Dao Qiongcang has mentioned the word “angry immortal” before.

But shouldn’t this “Wrathful Immortal” be a name randomly chosen by the sword holder? How does it have anything to do with “Buddha Sword·Wrathful Immortal”?

“How can you get its approval?”

Diying Shengzhu roared with a tearful voice.

The Buddhist Sword Fury Immortal not only has high requirements for the swordsmanship of ancient sword cultivators, but also has higher requirements for their character.

If there is no fate of Buddha, no way to save the world and save people’s hearts, no idea of “Buddha saves the world in peace, Buddha saves immortals in anger, all worlds are equal, immortals and mortals are one”…it

would be difficult for the man holding the sword to even draw the sword!

But in front of the sky, the perception of swordsmanship seems to be magnificent, and it is clear that the outside is strong and the inside is strong, but it is pieced together from here and there.

Essentially, he has a master with good swordsmanship.

How can such a mediocre person get the green eyes of the Buddha’s Sword Angry Immortal?

“Pap tap tap…”

The upper and lower bodies of sections of infants fell to the ground one after another, twisting and curling up in the Buddha’s light. Although they did not die, they were crying incessantly.

Upon closer inspection, the sword light that splits each half of the infant race contains the meaning of Mo Jian, hiding the reality of the separation of time and space.

It is still vaguely visible that there is a very light golden “willing force” inside that adheres to the wound, preventing the transcendent life attribute from resurrecting.

Dao Qiongcang chuckled, swung the sword and put it on his shoulder.

Suddenly, he realized that this move was very indecent and inconsistent with his status as a swordsman, so he had no choice but to move the sword back, hold it at an angle with all his strength, and stand proudly.

As for the Diying Shengzhu who was shocked to ask this question, he, who was born as the Riddler, did not intend to give a detailed answer even though he became the Sword Immortal Dao Dao Qiongang at this time.

On the contrary, his response was more concise and even more disdainful:

“It’s enough to cry and cry for a summer of chilling cicadas.”

“Want to know about autumn and winter? It only increases your laughter!”

Bang!

He shook the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword down.

The strong will power surged out like a golden torrent, spreading along the Mysterious Formation of Pseudo-Sword Dao, instantly transcending the souls of the Ying-died Sacred Plants in each of the infant race people, causing them to stop struggling and go west peacefully.

have to say.

Just these two sentences, just this action.

Diying Shengzhu’s anger was directly aroused to the extreme.

rampant!

It is simply as rampant as transgression!

It’s just that you just killed more than thirty of my deceased infants with one sword. Do you really think you have a Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword? Are you really lawless?

“Tao! Sky! Sky!”

The Diying Holy Strain shouted angrily, and actually inspired swollen nameless infant seeds at its fracture.

The infant species had no form at all, and was only endowed with the most powerful power of the Medicine Ancestor, transforming into vitality, steep and broken.

With the sound of “chi la”, the purple-green life juice splashed out like pus from a sore, pulling up and down, causing the lotus roots to break.

brush!

In an instant, the willpower was wiped away.

The upper and lower halves of the Diying Holy Plant were connected back together, just like at the beginning of the war.

Such a disgusting way of “connecting” made Dao Qiongtian frown.

This time, there is no waiting for Diying Shengzhu to take action.

He had already swiped his finger across the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, stained it with nine drops of holy blood, broke the Buddhist sword’s precepts, and sacrificed it to kill them all.

Immediately, the golden light bloomed in the sword, and Dao Qiongcang also muttered something:

“The way of the sword, the name is ‘Nine’, Jiu Yi is sitting there, washing my roots of wisdom…”

“The way of the sword, the name is ‘Wan’, Wan Jian Come back and pay homage to the Buddha in the West…”

“The way of the sword is called ‘heart’. The heart is fearless and the eyes are fearless…” “The way of the sword is called ‘mo’…”

“The way of the sword is called ‘mo

‘.

It’s called ‘love’…”

“The way of the sword is called ‘wu’…”

The heavy voices overlapped in one place, as if there were nine mouths hidden in his mouth, and the nine mouths were mumbling at the same time, producing nine sounds.

The nine sounds correspond to the nine bloods, and the nine bloods return for a while.

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