I have a passive skill.

"Ok?"

The uncle and Rao Yaoyao, who were confronting each other, suddenly woke up.

At the same time, the storyteller looked back in surprise, and looked at Xu Xiaoshou: "What's going on?"

The Meisi people are outside Yuanjie, hiding in the way of heaven.

He had already been discovered by Rao Yaoyao, but if he didn't act, it meant that he had no position, and no one would take care of him.

At this moment, he was also frightened by Xu Xiaoshou's breath.

"This is……"

Yu Zhiwen was at the very rear of the battlefield, and her eyes never left Xu Xiaoshou.

When this destructive force appeared, she immediately recalled various classic pictures from Xu Xiaoshou in the White Cave.

The shocking explosion when Yan Mang was born...

That shocking explosion after the melting ice and fire intertwined...

That shocking explosion in Lijian Grassland where the world of storytellers collapsed...

And the last big explosion of the White Cave!

Why is this smell so familiar?

Realizing something, Yuzhi Wen Xingtong suddenly widened his eyes. He stared blankly at the rapidly depleted icon on Xu Xiaoshou's body, which was about to dry up.

Suddenly realized, this guy, the next thing to do...

Holy explosion level!

"Run—"

Yu Zhiwen shouted at that moment.

Detonate the holy power and ignite the entire royal city?

This is something no one will do.

But if his name is Xu Xiaoshou, it is not certain.

With this move, Xu Xiaoshou decided to make Hong Yi and Bai Yi tired of coping with the next shocking bombing.

And this bombing, perhaps Xu Xiaoshou's intention was not for innocent people.

But if the Holy Spirit Hall can't handle it properly, Xu Xiaoshou will really become the scourge of that world!

Ok?

Something seems wrong...

When thinking of this, Yu Zhiwen even felt a little knotted in his head.

Why does Xu Xiaoshou have to be judged by the actions of the Holy Spirit Hall as to whether Xu Xiaoshou is a disaster?

However, in order to prevent Xu Xiaoshou from causing harm to innocent people, it seems that there is no other way for the Holy Spirit Hall except to forcefully receive this holy explosion?

——This is Xu Xiaoshou!

Almost when Yu Zhiwen yelled that sentence to Rao Yaoyao.

All the white clothes and red clothes realized that something was wrong.

People suddenly rushed from all directions.

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou also raised his eyes in shock.

On the top of the ten fingers, there appeared ten dark high-voltage energy points that were trembling at high speed, and could easily cut through space.

This energy point contains holy power.

Holy ten finger seed technique!

"Uncle, stop Rao Yaoyao."

Xu Xiaoshou said to the sloppy uncle who had the same horrified face and turned his eyes, and stopped this guy's tendency to run away first.

Then he ignored all the red and white clothes that rushed towards him, and looked down at the entire Eastern Heavenly King City shrouded in holy thoughts.

Since the Temple of the Holy Spirit treats me, Xu Xiaoshou, as someone from the dark forces, they are chasing and killing me with all their strength.

Since I, Xu Xiaoshou, use the name of the holy slave of the dark force as my prefix.

Then tonight, just be an out-and-out villain and an unscrupulous devil!

This fried.

Dedicated to those who really need protection.

Dedicated to this world where the concept of black and white has been confused.

It is even more dedicated to those real behind-the-scenes players, those chess players who are invisible but always turn their hands into clouds and turn their hands into rain!

Xu Xiaoshou frantically drained the last trace of power from the icon.

He used the absolute power of the icon to suppress the icon to the extreme.

Then he waved the ten "Holy Seeds of Ice and Fire" gathered at his fingertips into the air.

Ten black lines burst out, like the inadvertent strokes of a painter, embellishing the most beautiful stroke of the sky.

when it is.

Dawn breaks.

The sun is rising.

In the dark night before, it was Bai Yan, who symbolized light, fighting.

At this moment, the day has come, but the dark Ice and Fire Holy Seed is guiding the light.

The Holy Seed of Ice and Fire, which exploded first in Jiutian and turned into countless black raindrops, was like a flowing hail, elegant and moving.

Time seems to have slowed down.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou, who witnessed the black raindrops dotting the sky, felt like a clown from another world.

The difference is, he doesn't have the sickness of the Joker.

But this so-called different world urgently needs treatment!

"Tonight in Wangcheng, let's use a grand fireworks as the final baptism."

Xu Xiaoshou smiled as he faced the many red and white clothes who came and scattered, spread his hands, and then disappeared into the void with a poke, leaving only the last lingering sound.

"Wash away the slenderness and fade away the dust!

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Chapter 757 Xu Xiaoshou, has it really changed?

Holy blast!

When the ten black holy seeds of ice and fire exploded in the night sky, they turned into black holy explosion rain and covered almost the entire East Heavenly King City.

In the royal city, everyone's breathing became stagnant.

The dense black rain contained endless and majestic destructive power, as if it wanted to deprive the entire East Heavenly King City of its vitality.

"crazy?"

"Half saint crazy?"

"I'm dying?"

"Holy Slave... Sure enough, this is the number one dark force in the mainland after all!"

"I knew it, I knew it, how could the battle against the dark forces in the Temple of the Holy Spirit end in the end?"

"This battle is simply not for people to watch."

"Should have run early..."

In the royal city, everyone panicked.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone suddenly realized.

This is not a competition in the arena, there is no point to stop, let alone surrender.

As early as when the Royal City War was combined.

The best choice is not to observe some Taixu battles on the spot, to realize Taoism and practice.

Instead, they should flee far away and avoid the turmoil in Wangcheng this night with lightning speed.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

At the high altitude of the trade fair site, when Watching Night saw Xu Xiaoshou make such a choice in the end, his whole heart turned cold.

At this moment, Vigil suddenly realized that it was too late!

Xu Xiaoshou is no longer the young man he was before.

He has only been a holy slave for so little time, and he has been completely brainwashed by the evil forces.

This threat to the lives of the people in the royal city forced the Holy God Hall to choose to rescue the people in the royal city, thus temporarily withdrawing from the battle.

The old Xu Xiaoshou couldn't do it.

No matter how inconspicuous he is, he is not a person who would take human life as a joke!

but now……

"After all, is it too late?"

Vigil suddenly felt stupid.

Even before this time tonight, he had pinned his hopes on Xu Xiaoshou, who had become a holy slave, because the time was not long and there was room for redemption.

But this situation...

There is no room left!

After this baptism in the royal city, Vigil was no longer naive.

Xu Xiaoshou has already stood on the opposite side, and it is impossible to turn back.

When we meet again.

It will only be a confrontation of weapons.

"It's all spread out—"

Above the void in Zhongcheng District, Rao Yaoyao hissed loudly.

She also couldn't understand, if this truly terrifying act came from the storyteller of the holy slave...even if it was the sloppy swordsman in front of him!

How could it happen to such a young man?

Xu Xiaoshou...

Isn't he that ridiculous junior who can only fly high?

In the blink of an eye, even such a terrifying act can be done with determination?

At this moment, everyone in Wangcheng was waiting eagerly, their faces ashen.

Just like an earthquake strikes, there is no need to avoid small earthquakes, but there is no need to avoid major earthquakes.

This holy explosion baptism that engulfed the entire royal city, no one can escape from the royal city.

Looking at the sky, Rao Yaoyao said something.

The net of red clothes and white clothes spread from one point to the whole magnificent area in a way of extreme tension, as if trying to escape from the center of the holy explosion from the central city and escape in the direction outside the city.

Rao usually had great trust in the Holy God Hall, but at this moment, everyone in Wangcheng couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts.

"Will they choose to save people?"

For most people.

The Temple of the Holy Spirit faces two choices at this moment.

One is to save others, and the other is to save oneself.