I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1749

[Chapter 1,631: Cut off the galaxy for thirty thousand miles, but let the Extreme Sword Dragon chant.]

Chapter 1635 Cut off the galaxy for thirty thousand miles, but the sword dragon chanted

“Om!”

The sword intent arose, and the ruins moved.

As the ancient books under the kendo plate lit up, the entire three heavens above and below the ruins of the gods trembled.

Above the nine heavens, the 30 million lightsabers coming from the galaxy flickered and changed, and finally they all hovered in the sky.

It’s not like it’s disorganized.

It seems that it coincides with the great road and forms a sword formation, which is thought-provoking.

Even the leader’s Angry Immortal Buddha Sword shone with extremely bright light, and the sword clearly showed excitement and…

“Desire?”

Dao Qiongcang was sluggish.

For the first time, he felt so empathetic to the spirituality of the Buddha’s Sword Fury Immortal.

It seems that the compatibility between them is so high that he can see the emotions of the angry immortal so clearly.

but not!

Dao Qiongcang knows very well that this is not the case at all!

This sword has been with him for so long, except for the slight fluctuation when he purified the Diying Holy Strain.

This is the first time that it shows so much emotion!

I don’t accept it…

I don’t accept it…

It was given to me out of resentment, not to you!

Dao Qiongcang shook his head in despair. After thirty years, he thought that time would smooth out the gap and make up for the shortcomings.

He has trained to the point of being a master of swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, when they met again during the war – even before they met officially, they would experience the dominance of the former number one swordsman.

The oppressive feeling of death came over me, but Bazun knew that this time, he hadn’t even drawn his sword yet?

“More than twenty years! Angry Immortal!”

Dao Qiongcang shook his head day after day, thinking to himself: Over the years, I have washed your body and feet, bought you the most beautiful scabbard to wear, eat with you, sleep with you on the same bed, you are not touched. .

In the end, your soul will be taken away by someone else’s look, and you may even be dissatisfied and want to turn against you.

Are you worthy of me?

Are you worthy of your title of “Buddha Sword”?

…

“Keng——”

Buddha Sword Nuxian clearly didn’t know what the temporary holder of it, who was not even its master, was jealous of.

When I sensed that he needed help and received his call.

It tried its best to help mobilize 30 million Holy Judgment Swords to form a sword formation, and Ruona opened his tail.

The only thing I want to do is express myself.

In fact, Nu Xian didn’t even know who this “him” was, it only sensed a faint aura.

This is enough!

A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a famous sword chooses its master to work with.

With that faint breath, the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword knew that after having resentment, a more suitable master appeared for him.

It doesn’t want to be the divine sword Xuan Cang, or the only emperor sword. The famous sword is covered in dust and left in a dark room.

It aspires to become the Taicheng Sword and the Four Swords. Even if each of them only shines for a while, at least it will be bright and glorious.

This is enough.

“Come on!”

“Master me, control me, release me!”

Buddha Sword Fury Immortal led 30 million followers, and with the force of ten thousand swords returning to the clan, rushed towards the imprisoned man, and was about to complete When you send me off in the snow…

Although the sky is thinning, the young swordsman wakes up. Amid the endless blockade and restrictions, his sword intent rises and rushes into the sky.

Keep moving forward!

No turning back!

Sword cultivators want this kind of momentum!

Angry Immortal Buddha Sword was even more fond of him when he saw it, and wanted to throw himself into his arms. However, in a sudden thought…

the young swordsman slowly raised his sword in the mud.

The sword is black, slender, and exquisite.

It is not as thick and thin as myself, its essence is thick, it is a giant sword.

It is of medium slenderness, trimmed short and well proportioned. It is already perfectly symmetrical from birth and does not need to be decorated.

It’s also not that it’s not famous. It’s not as good as I think it is. In terms of body shape and appearance, forget it. It shouldn’t be as good as my background.

It’s so familiar.

One of the five great chaos artifacts, there are four swords, and they are as famous as the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword!

“Duang~”

Buddha Sword Nuxian dimmed halfway when it came, forgetting about the younger brothers behind it, and fell straight to the ground, losing all its luster.

Am I a step too slow?

Why can you all meet the ancient sword cultivator?

And what I met were either monks who were compassionate and did not kill, or dirty people who played tricks and plots but did not use swords?

…

“What sword!”

“What sword is this?!”

There was not even a sword coming out.

Sui Yin, who turned into mist and spread thousands of miles, hiding his true body invisibly, has sensed a huge crisis.

This sudden sense of crisis is no child’s play, it shows that it is really possible for him to be seriously injured by it, or even be killed with a single sword.

“Impossible!”

Sui Yin knew Xu Xiaoshou’s intensity.

The Wuyu Wushu sword that had just managed to borrow the four realms to death has reached its limit, and it is impossible to kill myself who has thousands of incarnations at this moment.

Yes, the mist is so gloomy. Every wisp of mist and every particle of dust is equivalent to an opportunity to start over.

It’s all life!

What kind of sword should it be that can ignore all laws, transform everything, destroy all incarnations, and cut off the true meaning of oneself?

even!

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou returned to the forbidden magic and was trapped in his own way of “slimming even though he was born”.

How could he turn over?

How can you threaten yourself?

But it was also in this thought full of “impossibility” that Sui Yin stared at the young swordsman’s eyes… He

went from panicked, at a loss, to about to give up.

To calmness, perseverance, and murderous intent!

Who gave him the confidence?

Sui Yin couldn’t get the answer. In his demonic state, he had too many influences.

So many that he couldn’t even notice that the ancient book under the young man’s feet had brought him all kinds of abnormal changes.

Until even though the sky is thin and restrained, the sky will not tolerate me, and I will go against the sky, and the voice full of rebellious gestures can be heard.

The voice was so decisive and so wild that even the ancestor gods did not pay attention:

“The sword energy sings wildly, and the galaxy is thirty thousand miles away.”

“Why is the evil spirit dying? Why is there a dragon chanting!”

…

Brush!

Thirty million holy swords from the sky responded to the sound and returned to an aurora.

The light broke through the sky above and penetrated the earth below. The young man stood up despite the thin sky, and first pushed away the horizontal waves, which was so strong that it broke through the confinement.

Immediately afterwards, when the four sword tips of the fierce sword were raised high, his anger and intention tore apart the Taoism angrily, and his anger was nameless.

Clearly rooted in the 18th level of the ruins of God.

As soon as the sword was raised, the person was so heavy that he fell through time and space and fell back to the first level.

But…

light!

The ray of light that restrained the sword power of the Thirty Million Holy Judgment Sword turned into a sword with four extended swords, penetrating the 33rd heaven, and the tip of the sword broke above the galaxy.

“Whoosh!”

The galaxy fluctuated, and Wanfa returned.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that countless images were flashing through his mind. There had never been a moment when heaven, earth, Tao, sword, and me were so consistent.

The sword thought moved within the body.

The power of the stars and rivers are all combined into one body.

He only felt that what he was holding in his hand was not Gao Tian’s heavy sword. It was as light as a feather and could be used like an arm.

Just when you subconsciously want to move, you turn your wrist and lift it up.

“Boom!”

A sword that broke through the sky and explored the galaxy.

Immediately from behind, it was swung into a full moon and drawn out under, in front of, and on the body.

The aurora tore apart the earth, space, and Taoism of the first heaven, and broke into the eighteenth heaven.

The speed of the sword light is so fast that it can absorb and cut through all the purple mist floating on the horizon of the 18th layer of the sky, cutting it like a piece of mud and tearing it like a piece of paper.

Without any delay, he cut through the darkness of the 33rd heaven, broke through the time and space flow again, and cut into the starry sky.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom…”

Only then did the roaring song come from the ruins of God.

And among the starry sky, the aurora swept away, sending out numerous ripples in both directions, leaving more than 30,000 miles of sword marks in the world where time had stopped.

One sword strikes the three heavens, and the galaxy is broken again!

…

“Nine Sword Techniques, Returning to the Ultimate Sword?!”

Until the aurora turned into a full moon, split the space of the God’s Relic, connected to the upper and lower three heavens, into two halves, and struck his face.

Only then did Wu State Suiyin realize that this time, the opponent was using the second level of the Nine Swordsmanship.

There is no such thing as the Four Borrows and Two Realms, and there is no real sword in front and Mo Jian behind.

It can even be said that from beginning to end, from beginning to end, Xu Xiaoshou did not have the slightest intention to hide the purpose of this sword.

“The sword energy sings wildly, and the galaxy is thirty thousand miles away.”

“Why is Sui Yin dying? Why is the dragon roaring!”

Sui Yin heard the taunt, but he had never heard the dragon’s roar.

The mist is constantly distorting, as if it has been hit by a thin sky, and is infinitely collapsing toward a singular point in the middle…

No!

Not like!

With one strike of the young man’s sword, he used the power of “drifting the way” in the Three Thousand Sword Dao, and the most arrogant sword intention of the Gui Yiji Sword to return everything he had trapped.

When the mist collapsed at one point…

when the soul and mind condensed in front of the aurora…

Sui Yin finally knew what his whim was before the sword came out. He took out the big bell and drum, which was a defensive artifact.

Not even a crack was heard.

Daguai Zhonggu’s body was filled with aura and was instantly chopped into pieces. As if he lost his aura, his body was even blasted to an unknown place.

Sui Yin took out the Heavenly Realm Stone, which was refined from a corner of the Heavenly Realm.

But even the Heavenly Relic Triangle of God could not withstand the tyranny, wantonness, and arrogance of the Guiyiji Sword. The object shattered with a click.

Even the body of the heavenly stone was blown away.

The inner space collapsed, bounced into the flow of time and space, and lost to an unknown place.

He hurriedly called out the Ruins of the Master Technique again, and threw all the treasures out without even looking at them.

But no treasure can withstand the attack of the sword in front of it on a defensive level.

The only and most powerful defensive weapon with a great reputation, it does not listen to calls or announcements, and sleeps quietly in the ruins of the ancestors of the art.

With a loud bang, the ruins exploded to pieces and treasures flew everywhere.

Sui Yin grabbed a few useless objects and a set of stone carvings of the Holy Ancestor.

As soon as He regained consciousness, He returned calmly.

This stone carving contains a trace of the power of the Holy Ancestor at his peak. When activated, it can summon the Holy Ancestor for a moment, or the phantom of the Holy Ancestor that can last longer.

Sui Yin knew that he was slow.

He should not try other methods at the first time, not caring about the loss of face by borrowing the power of his ancestors, and just take out this thing and directly stimulate power.

He didn’t feel wrong, it was indeed slow.

The previous objects and methods used up all the time he could spare to make an effective response.

As soon as the Holy Ancestor Stone Carving came out, it had not yet been activated, and only had the power of passive defense… The aurora had already passed through me!

“Hiss——”

The soul body was torn apart.

The body of consciousness disintegrates.

In the sound of pain that resounded through the sky, the heaven-shaking Guiyiji Sword vividly interpreted the word “extreme”.

In a physical way, transcendental transformation lifts the physical restrictions, and then breaks down the barriers between the way of the soul and the way of the mind, completely tearing apart all his defenses, and cutting off the soul and mind.

“No!!!”

A sword mark shocked him.

From the foggy state, to the soul splashing in the sky, and the mind wandering in the stars, it only takes a heartbeat to stop.

…

“Thumping!”

Dao Qiongcang’s heartbeat suddenly stopped.

In his invisible state, his eyelids drooped and his gaze was fixed on the void.

The Guiyi Ji Sword split the upper and lower heavens of the God’s Relic, and the world was like a three-layered sandwich cake with space-time fragments in the middle, which was split in half by the outside executioner.

In fact, it is not two halves that are completely torn apart and cannot be put back together.

It’s just that the space was torn apart after this sword, giving people the visual effect of the world being torn apart.

“Guiyi Ji Sword…”

Dao Qiongcang remembered this sword deeply, summarizing in his mind all the key information after the 30 million Holy Judgment swords were stacked into one sword.

Yes, there is his contribution in this…

Oh no, it is the 30 million “financial resources” accumulated by overt and covert corruption and perversion when he was the master of the palace!

“Nine swordsmanships are combined into one sword. Without the change of ‘formation’, the ultimate meaning of ‘injury’ is eliminated. On the basis of infinite numbers, infinite damage is superimposed and attributed to one sword.”

“If the swordsmanship is ‘ten’, All the second realms only account for eight of them, but Gui Yi Ji Sword is an exception. “

” Gui Yi Ji Sword has no upper limit. How many times it can be injured with one sword depends on the status and body of the swordsman. “Eight-tenths of the

time, the Great Dao Transformation is the beginning, and nine-tenths of the time, the Super Dao Transformation is not the end, but my 30 million Holy Judgment Swords have gathered together to eat up the quality and quantity of my Heavenly Ancestor power…”

“In terms of the lethality of this sword, isn’t it that it has touched the threshold of the third realm, or even exceeded it?”

Regardless of whether it is high or low, it only concerns the lethality.

The third level of love swordsmanship is to open the mysterious door, which is probably slightly inferior to this sword.

The sky of Tao is based on scheming, but it never worries about the sky.

He didn’t think that Xu Xiaoshou would be able to send out such a sword, or even to himself – in the future.

Because this time serves as a warning, and we have to be careful, when the next time the Guiyiji Sword comes…

No!

That should be said.

From now on, in front of all the ancient sword cultivators, no one in the sky will reveal the Holy Judgment Sword, and let a similar “Gui Yi Ji Sword” appear and arrive!

“Change!”

“Holy Judgment’s Sword, Holy Judgment’s Spear…”

“Anything can be used, but it can’t be a sword, and it can’t be used by these ancient sword cultivators!”

Dao Qiongcang thought of what he had been studying for thirty years. The master’s sword intention was a little unwilling.

But then I thought about it, after thirty years of painstaking study, people were in the starry sky, and Xu Xiaoshou had just invited the eight deities to understand the relics of the gods…

Not to mention the collective rebellion of the thirty million Holy Judgment Sword and the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword, even himself Yaoyao bent down.

I practice my sword to bend down? !

When I made this decision thirty years ago, Dao Qiongcang was guarding against accidentally cutting his body with the four swords…

I never thought that once the swords were repaired, the four swords would no longer be able to hurt me. Even I couldn’t. Not myself anymore!

What kind of sword are you still practicing?

I’m dead!

Dao Qiongcang raised his hand angrily, and after observing Gui Yiji Sword, he was about to abolish his sword skills. After finally calming down…

he took out a disk, cut off this part of the memory of sword cultivation, and sealed it.

“Refining souls is hard for me, but it’s hard to grow the sword.”

“Only Tianji can achieve eternal life.”

When their ancient sword cultivators are extinct, Tianji Sword Immortal will return to the world and rewrite history!

…

virtual!

Too weak!

Super invincible!

It’s like the last drop of water at the bottom of a well being drained away. No matter how much you wait or squeeze, you can’t squeeze out any more life.

After releasing the Gui Yiji Sword, Xu Xiaoshou lost all his energy and blood. He felt that he had aged for decades, as if he had entered his twilight years.

“Zheng!”

His fingers were weak.

Four swords dropped straight down after being released, and dangled and trembled beside the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, as if they were showing off.

Xu Xiaoshuo felt so sleepy that he felt his eyelids were about to close.

After trying hard to observe myself through perception, I realized that the feeling was not a feeling, and that my whole person had really changed.

Muscles disappear and skin becomes as thin as firewood.

The treasure body is dull and looks like a waste stone.

Even the hair became pale and withered, and a large piece of it flew away when the wind blew, turning it into the Mediterranean Sea.

“Being frightened, passive value, +1.”

Death is acceptable, but the Mediterranean is not.

“Eight Masters!!!”

Xu Xiaoshou sat up in shock while he was dying, yelling no, “Why is this happening?”

I only used one sword…

I have never felt such a fit with the sword…

I I am one with the sword and my mind, blending like water and milk, becoming one body, even worse than the eighth sword immortal. How could I take out everything I have with just one sword strike?

I have a passive skill!

In the world of ancient books, the eight acquaintances, who were originally extremely arrogant, looked at Xu Xiaoshou with admiration:

“Gui Yiji Sword has no upper limit. It is recorded in the book. You need to act according to your ability. You Didn’t you read it? “

“My sword words, supplemented by sword thoughts, and adapted to the current situation, can be said to be the perfect combination of ‘the right time, the right place and the right people’.”

“In this state, the unity of heaven and man is not enough. To describe it, when you draw the sword, you are in a state of super Dao transformation. You don’t need all your

strength and reaction control.” Even if it is divided into strands, the amount is extremely considerable.”

“I thought you would stop, but I didn’t expect you to stack up so many swords.”

“To be honest, I am surprised that you are alive. Maybe you should be called ‘Immortal.’ Sword body’.”

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned after hearing this.

I have all the passive skills, but have they been drained?

After reacting like someone waking up from a dream, he fell from the sky.

He tried to control spirits or wield a sword, but he couldn’t do anything. He fell to the ground, breaking his spine and almost losing two parts of his body.

“Under attack, passive value, +1.”

The earth attacked me, and I almost died.

Xu Xiaoshou sucked in a breath of cold air, choked and coughed, breaking his sternum, and managed to stop himself due to the backflow and pain.

He spat a mouthful of blood and asked, “How many swords have I stacked?”

Mr. Si Ren once said that there are two types of Nine Swordsmanship, one is “Sword Formation” and the other is “Duplicate Injury”.

When it comes to attack power, Mo Jian Shu Wu Yu is the sword that is known as the best in attack because it ignores defense and is the “best in attack” according to the rules.

The Nine Swordsmanship is divided into one sword, and the number of swords stacked is small, so it cannot be called the “best”.

But its terror has no upper limit, because the Guiyiji Sword is as strong as the formation and the number of swords it can stack.

“I didn’t stack up all the 30 million swords, did I?”

Xu Xiaoshou thought that he had used the second realm of 30 million swords in an instant, and suddenly felt a little impressed that he was not dead yet.

Ba Zun shook his head knowingly: “You’re not that powerful.”

“You borrowed the power extremely well, and you also stole the power of the Holy Ancestor extremely well. This was beyond my expectation.”

“But when it comes to swordsmanship, you can enter three times in succession. After one hundred and sixty-five swords, if you don’t wake up, I will help you cut off the follow-up.”

Bazun said with a pause.

He was already certain that Xu Xiaoshou had not read the “Guanjian Canon” very thoroughly, as all of this was recorded in the book.

Don’t like reading?

Do you want to be like Xiao Kongtong, gather your insights into a ball of light, and shove it all at him, so that he can learn the sword as if it is “so fun”?

But in the eyes of Bazun, Xu Xiaoshou has never been a child and does not have the right to “play”.

“Gui Yiji Sword…”

Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes, murmured one last time, and then died.

After feeling endless and full of vitality, I finally squeezed a ray of life from the unknown place.

Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things!

My body is starting to get better.

If you can’t beat him to death, you’ll beat him to death.

The muscles swelled, vitality returned, and the sea of qi quickly filled…Xu Xiaoshou woke up consciously.

Passive skill!

This is a passive skill!

He no longer had the intention to lament the tenacity of his own vitality. After recalling the extremely mysterious feeling of wielding a sword just now, as if it had opened a mysterious door, he hid the Guiyiji Sword deep in his heart and explored the battlefield with his senses.

“Did you succeed?”

“The ancestor god Zui Yin has been killed by me in body, soul and mind with a sword. He will not be resurrected, right!”

[End of this Chapter.]