I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 2046

Chapter 1921 Peak

Chapter 1921: Good
fortune never comes alone, but misfortune never comes alone.

Hua Changdeng hasn’t finished here yet, and the scythe of death that Xu Xiaoshou mentioned has not been thrown out yet.

At the former site of Guizhe, Beihuai suddenly rushed in, hugged the ghost Buddha and took a bite of it.

Although Cao Yihan hammered the mad dog away in time.

However, Ba Zun’an could see that the situation was out of control and the situation was becoming extremely difficult.

“The five regions are about to be lost!”

This bite targets more than just the sleeveless bald guy.

The Ghost Buddha was injured, and not just lightly, which meant that the “barrier” set up half a year ago had completely collapsed.

All the blocked and hidden time and space nodes in various parts of the Holy Continent have been exposed.

Originally, the three ancestors outside the country had only two options: to force their way into the old site of the Heavenly Ladder or to forcibly ascend the rift in the time realm.

Once the barrier is broken, they can enter any place in the East Region, West Region, South Region, North Region, and Central Region by various means, either openly or secretly.

Whether it can be defended or not, they can all come in.

If he really wanted to, he could even appear directly in the City of Dead Pagoda, enter the crossroads, concentrate his firepower, and attack one point fiercely.

Even someone as strong as Shen Yi may not be able to withstand the combined forces of the three ancestors, Demon, Medicine, and Evil, and delay the attack until help arrives.

At this moment, the only point that can be found in Shengnu’s favor in this out-of-control chess game is that the three ancestors are not in an alliance of one mind, but each has their own ulterior motives.

“Xu Xiaoshou, you have a lot to do now.”

With a sigh in his heart, Ba Zun’an dared not think about it any more.

That was something that happened later, a confrontation between chess players, and had nothing to do with him.

The most urgent thing, the only thing and person he had to deal with was not the three overseas ancestors, not Bei Huai, nor anyone else, but… Hua Changdeng!

“Not even close.”

“Almost!”

The sword light was approaching, and a figure rushing towards them was already reflected in their eyes, but the eight masters did not move an inch.

The calm lake is invisible to everyone, but the surging waves are hidden deep beneath it.

…

“die!”

The mysterious glow of the sunset is blooming in the northern region.

The brilliant light of the ancestral god spread out on the top of Lingyu Mountain in the Central Region.

Bei Huai’s sudden entry and Kuilehan’s masked hammer shocked everyone outside the game, making people confused and not knowing where the main battlefield was.

But that kind of fluctuation, not even a little bit, could not shake Hua Changdeng’s persistent thoughts!
He came with the Ghost Hunter in hand and the three swords of the Ghost Sword.

With a sword approaching, the Saint Emperor in the Northern Territory fell down from the realm of the Ancestral God, and a raging flame was rekindled in the Central Territory.

The realm has fallen.

Hua Changdeng’s combat power did not drop, but instead relied on the power of the undead reincarnation to push it higher.

It’s not over yet!
“Three Luo Ghost Formation…”

The sword is close to the face and all the strength is exhausted.

The three swords of the Sword Ghost turned into patterns at the last moment and were imprinted on the body of the Ghost Hunting Sword, which elevated the attack of this sword to another level.

“Spiritual Ferry!”

The sound of tearing exploded in the sky above Lingyu.

Countless spectators who had been knocked down by Kuilehan’s oppressive divine consciousness earlier looked back in shock.

In the battle, the two of them were not evenly matched, but it was completely a one-sided crushing.

The eight saints whose spirits are incomplete…

The long burning lamp…

This is really no different from the light of a firefly compared to the brightness of the bright moon!

The most crucial thing is that after facing such an absolute attack, the Eight Lords were so weak that they couldn’t even summon the Ten Thousand Swords in the Sword Sea and the Twenty-One Famous Swords to make a simple defense.

Once the Immortal Sword Body was broken, thousands of swords in his body scattered all over the Lingyu Mountains.

The spirit is like a candle in the wind, dying, and it seems difficult to even think and act, let alone fight again?

“laugh……”

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the ghost hunter branded with the three sword patterns of the Sword Ghost launched a powerful attack, piercing into the eight spiritual bodies without any hindrance.

From the tip of the sword to the blade, it penetrated inch by inch.

There was no sharp pain, but the agony that pierced the soul, as the ghost hunter penetrated deeper and deeper, the monks from the five realms felt it too.

“No power to resist?”

“Is the Eighth Master in a trance?”

“Or has he completely given up struggling, and is now only a spirit, unable to make any waves anymore?”

This is completely different from what I expected.

The mysteries of the two swords had been revealed, and everyone’s expectations for the Eighth Sword Immortal were at their highest.

But now…

He stood still and chose to die?

“Bang!”

Hua Changdeng didn’t give any chance.

The ghost hunter pierced through the eight spirit bodies and pulled them horizontally.

In an instant, a violent dark green force wave spread across the void, shattering all living souls in the surrounding area.

Eight Masters…

After the “body” was destroyed, the “soul” was also cut off!

…

“Xiao Ba…”

Under the city of Fusang, Yuegongnu staggered slightly, and his mind went blank.

Of course she could see that Ba Zun’an was not distracted or powerless, but he just didn’t want to defend himself.

What he wanted was to destroy and then establish?
But after the three paths of body, spirit and mind were destroyed, could he still establish?
Even if he could establish himself by taking risks, what would happen to his foundation, his life span and his future?
Even if he was finally deified and called the ancestor, the Eight Lords won the battle, which could be recorded in history and praised by future generations.

“win?”

So what if I win? Is winning that important?

Everyone is waiting for a result of the battle, and Yuegongnu has never thought about losing or winning.

What she wanted to see was an Eight Zun An that was intact, no matter if he was defeated or victorious.

He can be a mess.

He can be covered in bruises.

He could be stabbed by ten thousand swords, but he couldn’t be left with incurable wounds after the battle!
“He can’t be saved…”

However, the vision of the descendant of the former Holy Emperor made it easy for Yuegong Nu to see that the injuries could be repaired by refining the Holy Infant Plant.

Once the “spirit” is destroyed, it is difficult to recover.

If you lose your will, even if you can still survive and win this battle…

Eight Zun An, how many are left?

Yuegongnu opened his mouth, took half a step forward, and tried to call a halt.

She couldn’t make any sound. What fell to the ground in front of her eyes with a “ding” sound was the yellow copper coin thrown by Ye Daoqiongcang.

She guessed three times about the copper coin that represented fate and uncertainty, but failed to guess it correctly.

And the unchanging result of turning your back on yourself is always…

“Out.”

…

“Ha ha ha ha!”

The ghost hunter drew out his sword and Hua Changdeng laughed wildly.

He licked the delicious spiritual blood on the sword and looked around.

He was certain that the remaining consciousness of the Eight Masters was still here, but he did not draw his sword immediately. Instead, he roared loudly:

“Too late!”

“It’s too late!”

“Ba Zun’an, I know what you are going to do… Destroy and then rebuild? Reborn from the ashes? It’s useless! All useless!”

Is Hua Changdeng irrational?
Yes, he is irrational.

From being beaten down from the realm of Ancestral God to falling to the level of Saint Emperor, who can remain sane? Hua Changdeng has gone crazy!

But has he completely lost consciousness?
No, he still has obsession.

His state of harmony was interrupted, so he didn’t have to look ahead or behind, nor did he have to tie his hands and feet, and could just let go and act freely.

Is it too dangerous to be surrounded by the ancestral gods? Now he is no longer an ancestral god. He doesn’t think about the future, he just wants to stay alive and carve out a way out in the overall situation.

Then, let’s fight!
Fight with all your heart and soul, and give yourself a final explanation!
Everyone wants to fight a wolf with bare hands and be unscathed, but no one can win perfectly, so it’s right to pay the price.

He Hua Changdeng paid the price.

He gave up his future, his career, and everything.

He knew that Ba Zun An was the same kind of person as himself, and would not accept this, so he would definitely have a backup plan, but…

“Too late!”

“You, don’t stand a chance!”

The ghost hunter flipped it in his hand and held it in front of his chest, and surging power rushed out.

Hua Changdeng’s eyes were bloodshot and he had ghost eyes on his back, but he was still able to speak calmly and his sword moves were not disordered:

“The three-day mind’s eye can see through all knowledge.”

Buzz!
The sword secret array diagram under his feet rippled and disappeared in an instant.

The majestic soul power instantly flooded an area of thousands of miles, and “illuminated” the remaining consciousness in the area through the sword technique of the mind.

“This is……”

The onlookers were immediately shocked.

Mr. Siren, Mr. Shou and others have already shown too much about the special nature of the sword of the heart to the spirit refiners of the five realms.

But every time we took a photo, most of the photos were post-war remnants, not much was left.

For example, when Shou Ye killed the sword immortal Rao Yaoyao, his sword was as if nothing, and what was chasing him was just a regret.

But what Hua Changdeng saw in his mind at this moment was that the area within a radius of ten thousand miles was densely packed with silver sword thoughts!

“Eight lords’ bodies and spirits were annihilated, yet their intentions were not hurt at all?”

“This quality, this quantity…”

“Oh my god, with this intention alone, if he strikes out with another sword, except for Shou Ye, who else in the world can withstand the sword of Ba Zun An… No, one third of Ba Zun An?”

Hua Changdeng can!
The ghost hunter hanging upside down in front of his chest stabbed it gently.

Ripples spread out from the lake of the heart, instantly affecting all the silver sword thoughts within the area, causing the sword thoughts to tremble.

“Pull it out!”

Hua Changdeng roared in his heart.

When Prajnaparamita pulled out the sword and slashed it out, he had absolute confidence that he could clear out all the remaining consciousness of the Eight Lords within the range of exile.

No matter how strong a person is, all he has left is the remnant of his sword spirit.

To outsiders, it is also a terrifying force that can cause the destruction of one’s body and soul.

But for Hua Changdeng, who possesses the combat power of an ancestor god, these are nothing. What’s more, the Eight Zunans had no intention of resisting from beginning to end.

But!

Pull it out?

One breath…

Two breaths…

Three Breaths…

After ten breaths, Hua Changdeng stabbed his sword into the heart lake, aiming at all the remaining sword consciousness within the range, but he was unable to draw his sword.

“Too late!”

Hua Changdeng suddenly raised his head and roared: “You can’t!”

Hua Zu hesitated…

Everyone could see the hesitation. What was he hesitating about?
The sword thoughts that were locked by Prajna’s terrifying aura also trembled, as if they were trembling with fear, but they converged and intertwined, forming a lifelike human face.

Ba Zun’an chuckled, his eyes showing a hint of teasing:

“Brother Hua, you are scared.”

Hua Changdeng’s hand holding the ghost hunter trembled violently.

“Afraid?”

“Ha ha ha ha!”

He laughed wildly and loudly, until tears were about to fall out, but after he finished laughing, he couldn’t utter a word.

The area around Lingyu Mountain is covered with flying snow.

The atmosphere became extremely frozen and awkward.

The face of the eight masters who gathered their remnants lost all expression, and the tone became indifferent:
“Brother Hua, just like you, I don’t have time.”

“To survive in the face of death is my only choice.”

He changed the subject, and his words were filled with arrogance that Hua Changdeng did not have at the moment:

“Brother Kehua, you are a frog in a well, you don’t know how high the sky is, and you don’t know how vast the ocean is.”

“You can’t imagine how strong the self that is broken and then rebuilt will be, just like you couldn’t have predicted it before. In front of the way of the sword self, the three realms of mystery are just the basics of the basics.”

“His mountain is my threshold.”

“Knock on the door and enter the Tao, the wind and clouds will be new again.”

The arrogant words spoken by that human face frightened the ancient sword cultivators from the Five Realms and made them feel ashamed.

He actually said that the three realms were just a stepping stone for the eight masters to seek the truth, a threshold that could be easily crossed?
What about us?

What are we!
Even if we are nothing, what about Hua Zu?
Hua Changdeng was furious, his brows were full of humiliation, but he still couldn’t raise the sword in his hand.

Ba Zun’an’s eyes fell on the trembling Ghost Hunting Sword and saw weakness, incompetence, and inevitable failure.

He spoke with great confidence,
“So, with this sword, this last sword, Brother Hua, you dare not draw it, nor dare to kill me.”

“After the two sword mysteries, ‘Eight Zun An’ has become a god in your eyes, and the biggest obsession and nightmare of your life.”

“One sword, as if nothing, can remove my intention.”

“But the nightmare in your heart will also awaken you on the spot. Kill me, or kill ‘me’. There are two options…”

Ba Zun An spoke word by word: “Hua Changdeng, you don’t even dare!”

Provocation method?

A perfect way to provoke someone!

However, after the two swords had their mysteries, facing the eight masters who were left with only a remnant of will and were still furious, who could guarantee…

What if what he said was all false?
A sword of Prajna was slashed out, and the eight statues were broken and then established, and they were deified and called ancestors on the spot, and the two were combined into one, or even zero, so what?
Ten thousand pairs of eyes were staring at Hua Changdeng.

The whole world’s focus is on the choice of the ghost hunter.

Some are like the Moon Palace Slave who silently prays “this is the end”, some are like Gou Wu Yue who stays out of the matter and waits for the “truth of the sword”, and some are like the Demon Ancestor and Suyin who are looking forward to only seeing “the new wind and cloud”…

…

“despair.”

A drop of sweat falls into the lake of heart.

The ripples of the unyielding sword’s chant rose from Lingyu and instantly resounded across the five regions.

“Eight Lords!”

“You! Can’t!!”

Hua Changdeng let out a roar and pulled the ghost hunter in his hand out from the lake of his heart.

The sword’s power tore through space, exiling the world within a thousand miles in radius, torn apart like a tablecloth, and the power merged into the body of the Demon Hunting Sword.

“Heart Sword Technique: Prajna.”

Hua Changdeng swept the sword across, and a dark green sword light slashed out from in front of him, spreading for thousands of miles.

Wow!
The snow has cleared up in the sky above Lingyu.

The eight human faces that had no intention of resisting at all were blown into flying silver flowers and scattered all over the sky after the sword light swept through them.

“No……”

Yuegongnu covered her red lips with tears in her eyes.

Destruction leads to reconstruction, but she cannot see whether it is successful or not.

All she saw was the same ending: it was irreversible…

…

“Ha ha ha ha!”

Kill eight demons with one sword.

The three paths of body, spirit and mind are all gone, leaving no chance for a comeback.

Hua Changdeng’s inner demons were eliminated, and a mysterious glow of light permeated his entire body.

Without any hesitation, he twisted the Ghost Hunter with his elbow, slowly inserted it into the scabbard at his waist, and then closed his eyes.

“Buzz!”

The surging Taoist rhyme surges out.

Thousands of scenes flashed by around Hua Changdeng.

There was the Emperor Realm of Yunshan when he first sought the Tao as a child, there were all the opponents he had defeated when he went down the mountain with his sword, there was the battle of Huaba at the foot of the Holy Mountain of Guizhe, there was the self-rest under the screen and candlelight…

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and his mind was clear.

Get up.

Take a step forward.

The ghost hunter flew out from the scabbard, floated above his head, and reunited the three flowers.

The three swords of the sword ghost around him spun, one went into the sky, one went into the ground, and one broke the void. The swallow returned and pierced his throat and merged into his body.

“The sword has been hidden for more than thirty years…”

Hua Changdeng took another step forward, and the sword-wielding formation diagram unfolded under his feet.

Not only Ghost Swordsmanship, but every module inside it has brilliant Dao patterns, clearly showing the nine major swordsmanships, advancing in parallel, with Ghost Swordsmanship being the best, not specializing in Ghost Swordsmanship!
At this time, the radiance of the three swords of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and the swordsmanship array diagram under their feet complement each other.

The Tao is unified and merged into the self.

Hua Changdeng’s sleeves fluttered as he raised his voice and shouted:

“Use the sword of one heart without desire, and combine the Way of Ten Thousand Nines with the name of the Three Talents Formation, and seek the true and false Dharma in the rootless ghost den.”

“This sword’s mind returns to heaven, its spirit returns to earth, and its body returns to man. The three paths become one, and the sword ghost is in full swing.”

He stretched out his hand.

The ghost hunter swooped down from the top of his head into his palm.

The famous sword is no longer covered in dust, but becomes clear and bright.

“Ghost Hunting: Heaven’s Solution!”

With a loud sword chant, Hua Changdeng stood with the sword tilted.

The power of the ancestral gods in his body regenerated, instantly encompassing the five realms, locking and exiling the entire world, and placing it within the new divine court.

“The Tao is complete!”

With a loud bang, there was a roar from above, but no thunder fell.

The Holy God Continent was transformed into a virtual one, the underworld of the God Court was annexed, and the rootless ghosts were nurtured. Once the “rootless ghosts” of the God Court appeared, Hua Changdeng entered the realm of the ancestral gods again!
…

At this time…

The eight masters are indeed still alive.

In the place where all remnants of evil are wiped out, I, the sword, am shaped out of thin air.

It was like a figure from the past walking out of the long river of time, wearing the same white clothes as before, in the prime of life, with the pride between his brows not yet diminished by time. He was like an eagle soaring in the sky, with his eyes full of arrogance and defiance.

But……

The rootless ghost den seals the five realms.

The Sword Ghost used three swords to cut off the retreat.

Under Hua Zu’s gaze, the eight sword masters seemed as small as ants!