I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1864

[Chapter 1864]

[Chapter 1,739 A sudden burst of random arrows startled the sea to death, and he died without any means of recovery.]

Chapter 1741: A sudden burst of random arrows startled the Sea of Death. Without any means of recovery, he died in the Sea of Sleeveless

Sea, on the tenth floor.

Walking out of the whirlpool of pure water, Feng Zhongzui felt that he had come to the wrong place.

The pure water here no longer only glows with black light, but becomes pure black.

When people enter here, they feel as if they have stepped into the eternal night and are in the flowing, cold night.

The dark and depressing environment has begun to make people feel frightened.

When he looked around and barely took in his surroundings, something even more surprising happened.

“Where are the cells?”

The black stone prisons lined up in the clear water on the first few floors seemed to be empty at this time.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of black water.

There are no obstacles at all, and it seems that there are no partitions. It seems that the prisoners here can be piled up and thrown together.

“On the tenth floor of the Dead Sea, there are no cells, and they are all free-range?”

Feng Zhongzui was so drunk that even the word “free-range” popped up, which might offend people.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an old man wearing prison uniform coming from a distance in the darkness.

He is alert.

He saw the members of the Holy Mountain Refuge Group and stopped immediately.

Apparently he heard Feng Zhongzui’s words, but he wasn’t angry at all, with an expression that he couldn’t afford to offend.

After all, there was something wrong with the sudden appearance of a small group of so many people on the tenth floor, each wearing gorgeous clothes.

Here, everyone has a strong sense of territory and will not easily cross the line.

That means I’ve crossed the line… The old man walked in a hurry and didn’t dare to say a word, so he chose to stay away.

“It’s really free-range!”

Feng Zhongzui was shocked when he saw this.

The prisoners here really have freedom of movement!

As long as you have the energy, you can even go find others to fight?

Saint Slave Wuxiu was imprisoned here before. Although he did not practice ancient martial arts, he had a good physical body and could also use Wuxiu·Red Scorched Hands.

Then here at that time, wouldn’t he be able to dominate?

“Huh?”

Suddenly his scalp trembled, and the drunkard figure in the wind noticed something. He turned his head and looked into the distance, and said in surprise:

“Sword Intent?”

At this moment, the Dead Sea, with the blessing of the Holy Emperor’s Golden Edict, banned all abilities. Use everything.

This is felt most deeply by the prisoners at the Dead Sea.

Along the way, the Holy Mountain Refuge Group didn’t see anyone causing trouble, not even anyone yelling.

Obviously, everyone knows that as soon as the restriction is deepened, something big is going to happen, and they are even more afraid that they will be picked out and be the first to have surgery.

No one has cleaned up the traces of battles left by the Dead Sea in the past, especially on the tenth floor.

Feng Zhongzui glanced back to ask for instructions, then walked forward following the ferocious sword intent that he had just noticed, explaining as he walked:

“A very strong sword intent!”

“Perhaps everyone in front of the preaching mirror has no idea what I am feeling now. , but should I say…”

He was very excited.

Everyone in the Holy Mountain Refuge Group followed him.

Judging from the tone of voice, Feng Zhongzui is always in a state of excitement.

Without waiting for anyone to answer, there was no need to wait for anyone to answer. In fact, there was no question about whether he should or should not. Feng Zhongzui thought of it and said:

“Wuyue Sword Immortal!”

“Such a strong Mo Jianshu’s sword intention is still in the Dead Sea. “There are not many people in the world who can emit it.”

“As we all know, Wuyue Sword Immortal had his arm broken and was thrown into the Dead Sea because of some merits. He was originally locked up on the tenth floor?”

As soon as these words came out, the spectators from the Five Realms. Laughed.

None of the people who belonged to the Holy Temple could smile, and their expressions were extremely gloomy.

So embarrassing!

This was done in such a dishonest manner.

At that time, even the people in the Holy Temple couldn’t see it, but no one dared to say that the higher-ups had made such a decision.

It’s fine now.

Now the Taoist Palace Master is no longer here.

The master of Xuanji Palace also gave himself a trick.

When the Emperor of the People came to power, the ten-member council became a decoration. Those who were put on display were put on display, those who surrendered to the enemy, and those who fished for fish…

There were some things that no one dared to say at that time.

Now that Feng Zhongzui is holding the preaching mirror, he really can’t hold back his anger and just wants to say this for Wuyue Sword Immortal.

Even if the incident happened, it would be reasonable to say that he was controlled by Master Shou.

The main thing is that Master Shou doesn’t care about this…

Master Shou is the only confidence that makes people dare to speak out!

“We’re here.”

Mo Jianshu’s sword intent gathered most in a deep water area where it was difficult to see half of the light, and so did his insights.

Feng Zhongzui brought everyone here. In fact, he no longer wanted to talk. He even wanted to sit cross-legged and start to realize the truth.

But he didn’t dare.

He was just an outside commentator, and he didn’t dare to delay the business.

I admire Wuyue Sword Immortal, and Master Shou followed me, but he definitely didn’t come to observe the Wuyue Sword Immortal’s sword power.

Why do you need me?

The breakthrough on the sixth level of the Dead Sea could be seen even if Feng Zhongzui was blind.

Even among the Seven Sword Immortals of the previous generation, about half of them were left behind by Master Shou!

“We can see that this is obviously the deepest area on the tenth level of the Dead Sea.”

“It seems that the Moonless Sword Immortal is also a tyrant in this place.”

“After all, although the Dead Sea has forbidden magic, ancient swordsmanship seemed to be very popular in the past. It’s hard to resist, and judging from the insights here…”

Feng Zhongzui couldn’t say whether his opinion was accurate, so he could only look at Master Shou and make some suggestions:

“Wuyue Sword Immortal seems to be still using the power of the Dead Sea to sharpen his Mo sword skills. ?”

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t answer.

He just looked around silently.

In fact, not only were the traces of Mo’s swordsmanship deep, but the traces of embers left by the sleeveless and red-scorched hands were also the deepest here.

Mr. Sang had been here…

they had fought before…

Zui Zhong’s voice sounded in the wind at the right time:

“As we all know, in the battle in the Eighth Palace of the Eastern Territory, Wuyue Sword Immortal and Saint Slave Wuxiu fought against each other after more than thirty years. “Once.”

“Shortly afterwards, they were imprisoned on the tenth floor of the Dead Sea at the same time. I don’t know if there are any more stories?”

When saying this, the missionary mirror patted Master Shou.

Everyone in the five realms is also staring at Master Shou. Everyone knows that Master Shou came to the tenth floor to find his master.

Sword Immortal Gou Wuyue is the second best.

Let Feng Zhongzui lead everyone all the way to explain here, which means that before entering the Ranming ruins, there is a high probability that Saint Slave Wu Xiu will be nearby!

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t say anything. He waved his fingers slightly and said indifferently:

“Stand back.”

…

Buzz!

The clear water ripples pushed forward crazily on both sides.

The scene of the Dead Sea became blurry for a moment, and Master Meng’s handsome face in the mirror quickly turned into a black dot.

“As for running so far?”

Everyone in the five regions raised their heads nervously, complaining as they watched.

But when I think of the terrifying scene where Bei Jianxian was shot all over his body and his tongue was covered in blood, the rapid retreat of Feng Zhongzui and his gang became excusable.

Fortunately, the preaching mirror can be retreated, and the image in the mirror can also be manipulated to enlarge.

Soon, they were separated by an unknown distance, and after taking in the gloomy atmosphere of the tenth floor of the Dead Sea, the people of the Five Realms were able to focus back on Master Shou’s black clothes through the push and pull of the camera.

“Sang Lao…”

After the distant view, the close focus and Master Shou’s murmur seemed a bit more desolate.

No!

It’s not an illusion!

Master Shou’s face was indeed full of sadness.

His hand touched the clothes between his chest and found a broken willow branch somewhere.

Then, he gently bent down and placed the willow branch into the black pure water in front of him, as if paying homage to the deceased.

“Buzz!”

Master Shou pinched a seal, which was about to be used.

There were slight ripples all around.

“Hiss…”

This is so weird!

For no reason, everyone gasped and their scalps exploded slightly.

But at the same time, curiosity is also aroused.

In such a big battle, what do Saint Slave Wu Xiu and Shou Ye want to do?

Even the lovers of the Southern Territory stared at him, and they couldn’t imagine what Xu Xiaoshou wanted to do.

Sleeveless return…

can’t you just kill yourself in the ruins of God?

Could it be possible that they still want to do something while they return?

At this moment!

No warning!

In the mirror, Master Shou’s eyes widened with sadness, and his tears flowed into the pure water. After the seal was formed, he slapped the willow branch fiercely, and at the same time shouted loudly:

“Resurrection, my Sang Lao!”

…

Wuyu seemed to have pressed the pause button, and all the people who were eagerly waiting for the passion suddenly froze.

Some clenched their fists, while others widened their eyes.

But it’s puzzling!

No one really knows what kind of plot Master Shou is planning. The Holy Slave has returned without sleeves, and he still needs to perform a wave of such… rituals?

“This is too…”

Feng Zhongzui could hardly hold the preaching mirror, and those who didn’t know thought that Master Shou had proclaimed himself a god at the gate of hell.

But there seems to be a hidden meaning in Shouye’s shocking actions every time?

Before they could comment further, everyone saw that after the willow branch was broken, the clean water near the so-called location was bubbling and finally boiling!

“It’s on fire!”

“It’s really on fire!”

Feng Zhongzui exclaimed in disbelief.

What is going on, the Dead Sea Forbidden Law!

Even if Master Shou really recovers… Bah, he summoned his master Wu Xiu, how could such a vision appear?

Is it possible that the Holy Slave Wu Xiu, who gained enlightenment in the Relics of God, has evolved to such a terrifying height that even the forbidden magic barrier of the Dead Sea cannot suppress it?

“He, he has surpassed the ten thrones?”

A person is in the Dead Sea, surrounded by pure water, and his blood is boiling with drunkenness in the wind!

But in front of Mr. Shou, who was filled with tears in the sea of death, he quickly lived up to expectations, and a haggard figure appeared.

He was half-bent, with a straw hat pressed on his face with one hand, and his appearance could not be clearly seen.

His figure gradually became more solid, and he was wearing the white prison uniform that is most common in the Dead Sea.

But the aura of the lonely saint slave superior could not be suppressed at all. While it spread out very arrogantly from the inside out, its tenderness could not be concealed:

“Good disciple, I am worthy of being my master.” When I was in the Spiritual Palace, I taught you a lot…”

…

“It’s him!”

“It’s him!”

A drunken roar in the wind rolled in his throat.

This wave of rising but suppressed roars did a good job of arousing the emotions of all the spectators in the five regions.

Following his words, the image of the preaching mirror focused on the strange features on the old man’s prison uniform.

Very different from the prisoners we just saw along the way!

The man who appeared in front of Master Shou had no sleeves in his prison uniform!

The exposed arms were as burnt as black coal, and there were no bones under the cracked skin, as if red-hot magma was flowing.

The pure water of the Gugu Split Bubble broke and condensed around him, reflecting the disillusionment and reality of his existence.

“Sleeveless!”

Feng Zhongzui did not continue to suppress him.

After the initial low cry, he opened himself up completely. He danced and excitedly explained:

“Fourth Son of the Holy Palace, Burning the Qin and Cooking the Crane, Holy Slave Without Sleeves, Shouye Master!”

“No matter which one of these four titles is taken individually, it is possible to be famous throughout the ages – whether it is to be famous for generations, or to be infamous for eternity.” ”

But when they are put together, each section is just a certain part of a person’s life!”

” How powerful? How weird? How incredible is the existence of this person…”

Feng Zhongzui had been thinking about the words for this part for a long time.

But his passionate speech was just the beginning.

The pure water above the Dead Sea disappeared like crazy, and was suddenly swallowed up by a crack that opened at an unknown time.

The next breath…

“Bang!!!”

…

“…”

The world suddenly lost its voice.

The heavy sound of banging strings that was drunk in the wind and exploded in the ears of everyone in the five regions almost shattered everyone’s hearing.

It is inherited from a month ago and continues the memory of horror.

After everyone was stunned, they suddenly recalled.

Emperor Cangsheng has waited for Master Shou for so long, not waiting for him to become a joke.

Whether it’s moving to the southern region, making a tree to surrender to the enemy, talking about loving dogs… or anything else, this is all foreplay.

When the Holy Slave returns without sleeves, it will indeed be the time when war is raging!

And once the fighter plane arrives, who will wait any longer?

Fools will wait, but the Emperor will not wait!

“Evil Sin Bow!”

“The Great Emperor of Cangsheng has fired his bow!”

The first arrow that started the battle came so unexpectedly.

It appeared on the tenth level of the Dead Sea without any warning. It should indeed have been planned for a long time.

Master Shou looked back in shock.

He subconsciously stepped on three profound formations under his feet.

But compared to the Great Emperor, who had been waiting for months, his combat response was more than a beat slower.

When the Holy Slave appeared sleeveless.

At the moment when Master Shou looked back.

The evil bow arrow has appeared and disappeared…

“Dang Shen Arrow!”

In the southern region, Zhong Yuanzi also kept a safe distance, his face full of shock.

After waiting for a month, his heart was deader than the Dead Sea and purer than pure water.

I never thought that when the opportunity came, I would be able to cut through the mess so quickly. He is truly a born fighter!

But…

Zhong Yuanzi frowned.

“How do you feel? What’s weird?”

……

quick!

Too fast!

It’s so fast that people can’t adapt!

Whether it’s Master Shou’s sudden passion and Sang Lao’s resurrection; or the Emperor of the Common People suddenly firing his arrows into the dead sea.

When the Dang Shen Arrow fell, the tenth level of the Dead Sea unleashed a wave of force, destroying all existences on the battlefield, whether it was the Dead Sea prisoners, the semi-saint refuge group, the mirror-resistant Feng Zhongzui, or even Shou Ye, and Shou Ye Mr. Sang, who had just appeared in front of him…

“Buzz!”

Everyone felt their heads tremble.

Their thoughts were interrupted for a moment under this arrow, and when everyone came back to their senses.

“…Boom boom boom boom boom!”

The overwhelming sound of heavy arrows crashing strings started from unknown time and has resounded throughout the tenth level of the Dead Sea for a long time.

“This is it!”

Feng Zhong was clutching the preaching mirror tightly, his eyes full of horror.

Just for a moment, he lost consciousness and realized that the square inch of space where Master Shou was was nailed by nine arrows, and then pushed out by another arrow, directly nailed into the distance.

Master Shou’s eyes cracked with anger, and he clearly stepped on the space secret formation diagram under his feet.

But the Great Emperor of Cangsheng didn’t know what kind of arrow he shot, and he didn’t know what force the Dead Sea exerted. Master Shou couldn’t escape at all!

This wave of arrows from the Southern Territory to the Dead Sea is not aimed at Mr. Shou at its root, but…

“Wuxiu!”

Feng Zhongzui understood. “The only one the Emperor wants to kill from the beginning to the end is the Holy Slave Wuxiu, because Shouye can’t kill him!” Arrows

rained down like rain.

Not half of it was lost.

The fleeting shadows of arrows either destroyed the body, extinguished the soul, or killed the mind. Each one passed through the sleeveless body, soul, and mind of the holy slave who had just appeared.

“No!!!”

A shrill roar echoed across the Dead Sea.

For the first time, the people of the Five Realms did not hear this sound from Master Shou’s enemies, but witnessed and heard the collapse of Master Shou himself.

His eyes were red.

He was pinned in a corner of the Dead Sea.

He could only watch helplessly as his beloved master was penetrated and penetrated deeply by countless evil arrows, and he was unable to recover.

“No, Mr. Sang!”

“No, love the common people, stop, stop!”

[End of This Chapter.]