Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Fan Jianchang heaved a sigh of relief, then fell to his knees on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth.

The bones of his whole body were almost in a state of being broken, as were the internal organs, and the meridians all over his body.

The pressure was too strong.

This was the first time he faced such a strong sense of oppression.

No resistance.

Is this the True Immortal of the Upper Realm?

There is such power in crossing a realm?

The source of the power of the finger is unknown, but the palm of the hand is singing with the sound of the Buddha. Is it a Buddhist master?

Why did the Buddhist boss want to save him?

And he is very familiar with the sword energy that cuts off two strands of power.

Among them, there are at least two sword intents: Daji Xiantian Eight Swords and Liuxu Sword Art!

Could it be that Xiao Qianjue made the move?

Fan Jian's body was in severe pain, and these thoughts flooded into his mind in an instant.

While thinking wildly, Gu Shengren and Ye Qingqing hurried over.

Seeing that Gu Sheng took out the healing medicine from the mustard bracelet with trembling hands and gave it to Fan Jian to eat.

But Fan Jian took back his mustard seed bracelet, took out Ziyun Qinglu wine and took a sip.

The power of the healing medicine combined with the majestic aura of Ziyun Qinglu Wine instantly repaired all of Fan Jian's injuries.

After loosening his muscles and bones, he sat up from the ground and looked at Gu Shengren and Ye Qingqing with a smile and said:
"Sorry for worrying you again!"

The two looked at each other and shook their heads involuntarily.

"It's not your fault, no one would have thought that Tianwei would suddenly appear." Gu Shengren said.

"Whose bergamot belongs to? Why did you save brother Jian?" Ye Qingqing asked suspiciously.

Wu Sheng and Jing Fan hurried over and knelt down towards Fan Jian.

Fan Jian was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind Gu Shengren, and said while hiding:
"What are you doing? The posture of crossing the robbery is not rumored, and it is useless for you to worship me!"

See Wu Sheng said in a deep voice:

"Master Fan, since you have comprehended all the supernatural powers, why didn't you tell the poor monk?"

"Me? All the leaks?" Fan Jian said with a sneer.

"Are you kidding me? How can I not know that I have supernatural powers?"

"Leu Jin Tong is a special supernatural power and cannot be used actively." Jing Fan said.

"But in times of crisis, leaking out the power of manifesting will eliminate all disasters."

Fan Jian was stunned when he heard this.

"Passive skills!"

Jing Fan thought about the word carefully, nodded immediately and said:
"you can say it this way!"

Fan Jian was speechless.

Well, even magical powers are passive skills.

Except for Daji Xiantian Eight Swords, none of my skills are passive!

No, Daji Xiantian Bajian was also passive at the beginning.

It is a move driven by the sword heart, if the sword heart cannot be maintained, the power of the move will not be exerted.

Thinking of this, Fan Jian suddenly became frowning again.

I really am so passive!

"Hey, what I was most worried about finally happened!" Guigu Gudeng said with a sigh.

"As soon as the secret realm is opened, there is a high possibility that new magic soldiers will flow out. Brother Fan, you must complete Gui Jian's important task as soon as possible!"

Fan Jian was shocked when he heard the words:
"Ah... with my current ability, if you want me to destroy the sword, then you should just destroy Jing Ji!"

"also!"

Hearing the words, Jing Jing flew to hide behind Fan Jianjian, and let out a clang.

"I'm joking!" Fan Jian said hastily.

"I can't destroy you even if I destroy myself!"

Guigu Gudeng sighed and said:

"Give me the sword. A good magic weapon needs to be matched with good decorations. Brother Fan, if there is more than one magic weapon in this secret realm, you have at most seven days left!"

Fan Jian's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he handed over the sword timidly and said:
"Can you give me another two months?"

"cannot!"

As Guigu Gudeng said, he turned and left with a startled silence.

Fan Jian watched him go and sighed.

Seeing this, Elder Shen said in a deep voice:
"Since this is the case, we have to go back to the Greenwood Gate first. The emergence of the secret realm this time is an opportunity for spiritual cultivation above the Golden Core Realm! I don't know if Bai Jiushi and the others can catch up with this opportunity."

Fan Jian frowned immediately when he heard this, and said to Gu Shengren and Ye Qingqing:
"Do you still have the Yunling Pill I made?"

Upon hearing this, the two immediately took out a dozen boxes of Yunling Pills, which were left in Huaxi Town earlier.

Fan Jian handed the Yunling Pill to Elder Shen and said:
"I don't have any particularly good things here. You can give them these Yunling Pills. With Jiujiu Temple Step, you should be able to catch the last bus."

Elder Shen didn't say anything, but silently took the medicine given by Fan Jian, and nodded at him.

Elder Yin said with a smile:
"Junior Brother Fan, we'll meet in a few days. If you need help dealing with that Guan Shuya, remember to call me!"

"Sister Yin, don't worry, how can you fight without a band!" Fan Jian said with a smile.

Elder Yin smiled, and left with Elder Shen.

Fan Jian sighed.

"Then what should we do now?" Ye Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"Go back to the sect first and bring Junior Brother Yun and the others over, and then I will spare some time to equip each of them with a heaven-level middle-grade weapon. Our Yunyu Sect will shine in this competition."

Fan Jian said, squinting his eyes, and said with a cold snort:
"Secondly, let Guan Shuya pay the price!"

"Are you ready? Once you step into the realm of hell, your divine sense will be garrisoned by the violence of the blood river. If you turn around now and go back to the Sakyamuni gate for a few days of confinement, you may be able to understand your emotions .”

Standing in front of the fate lock, Liao Xing sneered when he heard the words of Commander Xuehe coming from the fate lock:
"Needless to say, since the poor monk has decided to end the blood river and see which one is worse, the blood river or the human world, he will not regret it. The poor monk believes that even if the poor monk goes down to the blood river himself, he can still keep his heart !"

The commander of Blood River smiled and said: "Then come!"

Liao Xing sat cross-legged, and the clone of divine sense suddenly appeared behind him.

The avatar passed through the fate lock and came to a dark passage, and said in a deep voice:
"Where are you?"

The voice of the blood river commander came from all around:
"This is just the channel of the destiny lock. The blood river monster's divine sense avatar cannot pass through the channel of the destiny lock, otherwise it will be erased by the destiny lock, and the body cannot enter the channel."

"So it's your voice transmission that's always talking to me?" Liao Xing frowned slightly and asked suspiciously.

"You already planned to lead me into the river of blood from the very beginning?"

"All this is your design?"

Hearing a series of questions from Xing, the commander of Xuehe suddenly smiled and said:

"I have accepted the wisdom of nearly 1 years of the previous nine generations of blood river commanders. If I can't even play this trick, why should I be in charge of the hell world? Why, are you afraid?"

Liao Xing snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

The divine sense flew in the passage for about an hour, and suddenly the eyes lit up, and a hole appeared not far ahead.

With a thought of Xingshen, he suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave.

I saw the commander of Blood River and countless monsters standing at the entrance of the casting world mountain, and laughed at Xing Xing and said:

"The Eighteen Realms of Hell welcome Master Xing!"