Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Fan Jian sighed immediately when he heard the words.

"I see, auntie! I promise I won't let anything happen to me, okay?"

Only then did the auntie nod her head.

After flying for a long time, I finally arrived at Zhujie Mountain.

Gongye Sanqiu was sitting on the red gauze, burning a furnace of Xiangxiang incense in his hand, seeing the incense mist in the furnace slowly flying towards the next realm, he spoke immediately.

"Go to the lower world!"

Gu Shengren nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Ye Wuya should have taken Qingqing to Daozangmen."

Just as he was speaking, he noticed that Fan Jian's hands began to shake violently.

The aunt was shocked suddenly.

"How are you doing?"

Fan Jianqiang suppressed the killing thoughts in his heart, and said through gritted teeth.

"Follow me...I'm fine!"

"You still said it's okay!"

Gu Sheng frowned, and hurriedly brought the two of them to the side of Zhujie Mountain.

Elder Shen and the others flew over immediately when they saw this, and said immediately when they saw Fan Jian's appearance.

"Elder Yin, help Junior Brother Fan stabilize his mind!"

Elder Yin nodded, raised his hand, and the jasper pipa suddenly appeared in his hand.

As the clanking and lingling music sounded, Fan Jian immediately felt a sense of relief in his heart, and the strength of the Gorefiend's attack on his heart became much less.

"I'm fine, let's go!"

Fan Jian stood up and said.

Seeing that his eyes were still red, Liao Chen said immediately.

"Fan Benefactor, suppressing the blood demon's attack does not mean it's okay! You have to keep your mind steady!"

Fan Jian was furious when he heard the words, but he still pressed his mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and brought up the happy face of Maitreya Buddha in the true flow of Buddhism and Taoism.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

There is only one night for the blood demon to attack his heart, and he will be fine if he survives this night.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they saw a figure descending from the sky, and the tin rod in his hand made a burst of noise.

"Amitabha! Master Fan, I didn't expect you to be able to fake death! You can fool a poor monk, but you can't fool this tin stick!"

He saw Wusheng striding forward with a tin stick in his hand, and Jingfan followed behind him.

Fan Jian felt agitated when he heard this, suppressed his anger and ignored him.

"Wu Sheng! Master Fan is suppressing the inner demon with all his heart, so don't disturb him!" Liao Chen said in a deep voice.

"Uncle! Don't be fooled by him!" Wu Sheng said in a deep voice.

"I saw him kill a shepherd boy and drink his blood with my own eyes! Jing Fan saw it too!"

The aunt said angrily when she heard the words.

"Monk Wusheng! You don't spout blood! When did Fan Jian kill the shepherd boy!"

"What Uncle Wu Sheng said is true!" Jing Fan clasped his hands together and said.

"The poor monk also saw this incident! Donor Fan is already possessed, don't be fooled by his appearance!"

Liao Chen shook his head and said.

"Wu Sheng, Jing Fan! Fan Shizhu has been near the Shenji Gate these days, how did you see him killing people and drinking blood?"

Hearing this, Wu Sheng frowned and said.

"Could it be that there are two other benefactors?"

Elder Shen said with a sneer.

"That's Huan Wuzhen! A few days ago, he returned to the Greenwood Gate in the form of Junior Brother Fan, maybe you ran into him because he escaped from the Greenwood Gate!"

After Wusheng heard the words, he said in doubt.

"Even if what you said is true, Master Fan must never leave the Sakyamuni again! Master Fan, come back with me!"

"What the hell are you! Who are you!"

Seeing Fan Jian's eyes, he involuntarily changed from the happy look of Maitreya Buddha to the angry look of immovable Buddha, and said with a sneer.

"Everyone kept talking about how to eliminate demons and guard the way! When the blood demon heart seed was in Gu Bufan, I didn't see you get rid of the demons and defend the way! You think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"

"Okay! If you want to eliminate demons and defend the way, then come!"

As Fan Jian said, he waved his hand, and the Jingji Sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

kill!

Kill these hypocritical bald asses!

Elder Yin was shocked when he saw this, and quickly played a few notes and sang.

"The gentle breeze and drizzle, the spring water in the willows are shallow, the sky blue bead curtain is long, the long night is beautiful and lazy..."

Before the voice fell, a saber aura hit. Elder Yin frowned, spun around, sat on the ground with his pipa in his arms, looked up at the sky, and said angrily.

"Who!"

I saw Guan Shuya stepping on the long knife and said with a smile.

"A person who likes to watch good shows! Master Fan, you want to kill if you want to kill! No one will suppress your killing intent!"

This series of changes had already made Fan Jian's heart burst with anger.

If you have the intention to kill, you need to kill!

kill kill kill!

At this time, his heart was raging with anger, and his mind was filled with only one word "kill". Hearing Guan Shuya's sarcastic remarks, he suddenly flew into a rage and said.

"Okay! I'll kill you bastard first!"

Saying that, he flew up into the sky, raised his hand, and a sword energy pierced through the sky.

Guan Shuya turned sideways to avoid the sword energy, and laughed loudly.

"Master Fan, your enemy is not me! I'm going first!"

As he said that, he disappeared in front of everyone one step at a time.

"Dog thief! Dog thief!"

Fan Jian had nowhere to vent his anger, and immediately swept out countless sword qi and flew in all directions.

Seeing this, Wusheng immediately took out the golden bowl of Prajna, and Liaochen said hastily.

"You can't use the Prajna golden bowl! The role of the golden bowl will only make his killing intent more intense!"

Gu Shengren frowned when she saw this, flew into the sky, hugged Fan Jian and said.

"Fan Jian! Calm down!"

kill!

Can't kill!

Fan Jian was held in the arms of Gu Shengren, and it was a battle between heaven and man.

The whole mind is occupied by the idea of ​​killing and not killing, and the head is almost torn open.

Gu Shengren felt Fan Jianzi's unstoppable trembling, and said immediately.

"Husband, calm down!"

Can't kill!

Can't kill!

Don't hurt Gu Shengren!
Fan Jian said silently in his heart, finally calmed down a little, and said in a low voice.

"I'm fine, let's go down!"

Seeing that he was no longer trembling, Gu Shengren carried her and flew to the ground.

Seeing this, Fan Jian immediately sat upright, and put on the happy face of Maitreya Buddha again.

At this moment, only to hear a voice coming from the sky again!
"Master Fan, you gave in so quickly? Didn't you save your little lover? I saw her tied to the flying sword by Ye Wuya with a rope!"

"Guan Shuya!"

Elder Shen was furious when he heard the words, and raised his hand, Nian Xianchen's long sword was in his hand, and when he raised his hand, a sword qi swayed away. "Don't you even want the face of a land fairy?"

Guan Shuya raised his hand and smashed the sword energy with a burst of saber energy, and said with a big smile.

"Of course I want face, and Master Fan naturally wants face too! Hahahaha! But you can't save my little lover if you want face! When she was taken away, she cried very sadly! He kept saying, Fan Jian, what are you doing?" Don't come and save me!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly noticed a bloody aura spreading out in an instant, and they were shocked.

Turning his head to look, he saw Fan Jian's eyes were red, his pupils were almost focused into one point, his hair was calm and automatic, and there was a ferocious smile on his face.

Gu Shengren was startled when she saw this, and was about to rush over when she saw Chen flashing to stop her and said.

"No more! The Gorefiend occupies a high position! He has already lost!"

Fan Jian glanced around and said frantically.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill everything in the world! You will all die!"