I have a passive skill.

Rao Yaoyao went west with a sword.

The blasting power in the void was crushed like a fragile white cloud by the majestic power of heaven, and then incorporated into this spiritual skill.

Afterwards, from the trend of raging and raging in all directions without rules, it was rolled into a state of obedience to the whirlpool, and it hit the sky.

"boom!"

The explosion couldn't land, but was swept away by Rao Yaoyao's one-style skill, and exploded above the nine heavens.

The people in Wangcheng who were pulled back from the brink of death burst into cheers at this moment.

Some people are lucky to survive the catastrophe.

Some extol the mighty virtue of the temple.

However, most spiritual masters have been immersed in this sword for a long time, unable to extricate themselves.

"Forbidden technique!"

"Rubbing the clouds and calling out dreams... This is the power of the forbidden technique! Immortal Rao, you can protect the entire East Heavenly King City with one sword!"

"Niubao! Long live Goddess Rao!"

"I declare that from now on, Sword Immortal Rao will be another Sword Immortal I recognize after the Eighth Sword Immortal!"

"Fart, Sword Immortal Rao needs your approval?"

"Hey, isn't this hi~"

The catastrophe is over, and the sky is dawning.

Seeing that Wangcheng had returned to calm, and the alchemists who were used to seeing life and death on weekdays, all of them became active, and the chatter broke out again.

They are not like ordinary people, who will fall into the state of fear and gratitude to God at the level of the whole city after the catastrophe.

in contrast.

All those who have witnessed the mighty power of Taixu and Sword Immortal will only be motivated by the mentality of desperately catching up.

There is awe.

But life and death and distance, after all, still can't make these spirit refiners shrink back.

"Tattoo..."

Sky Rift was fixed.

After the celestial phenomenon was destroyed, the rules were healed again.

It seemed that the clouds in the sky were also shattered by the sword fairy's sword, and under the shining sun, they returned and fell into rain.

Sun and rain.

Wind and cheer.

The rain is getting heavier……

But this time, another new rain after the heavy rain will not bring the palpitations like rainy night to the people in Wangcheng.

Because everyone knows it.

This is the power of survival after disaster.

It represents new life!

……

above the void.

Rao Yaoyao, who carried the Xuancang Excalibur upside down, was alone with the wind.

She pondered, after all, at this time, Rao even lost the position of all the enemies.

But it doesn't matter.

Rao Yaoyao tilted her head and asked softly: "Do you remember the location?"

"Ah."

It was clear that there was no one in the void, but at this moment a young voice came:

"The ghost beast Wu Xia went to the south, and there are still people there to meet him. He should be someone from the Xuyue Gray Palace. After all, he still belongs to the Xuyue Gray Palace..."

"The storyteller of the holy slave ran to the north. The eight masters are in the Yunlun Mountains. They should have gone to look for him."

"I can't find that sloppy swordsman. He ran to the east in the end. He is very strong, and he probably has the strength close to the level of a sword fairy... As for his identity, you can figure it out for yourself. I won't judge him."

"Yan Wang's Huangquan has indeed mastered the power of time and space. The last time he set off was to the west. I didn't dare to follow this person. He should be able to discover my existence... By the way, Soul Cut and Wounding Xuanjian are indeed both. In his hand."

Rao Yaoyao couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth when she heard the words.

Soul Cut, Xuan Xuan Sword...

The second of the nine supreme artifacts is in the hands of the leader of a dark force. This is not good news.

"Where's Xu Xiaoshou?" Then she asked.

After all, this last baptism of Wangcheng came from this junior.

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Void's voice suddenly became a little strange, and he paused before saying: "Disappeared, I have never understood his disappearing technique."

"Oh?" Rao Yaoyao raised his eyebrows, "I've cut my way, but you still don't understand?"

"Cut the road..."

Void's voice murmured, a little trembling, as if recalling some terrible experience.

Long Jiu suddenly burst out laughing, and his voice was slightly bitter.

"Zhan Dao, after all, it is not omnipotent, at least, it is one level lower than Tai Xu on the surface!"

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Chapter 758 Grandmaster Xu Xiaoshou was born with Xu Deyi. Although we have the same surname Xu, we have nothing to do with each other!

"Chase!"

Descended from the void.

Rao Yaoyao immediately gave instructions to the scattered red and white clothes.

The positions of all parties have been released.

The next move is up to them.

For the people in Wangcheng, the catastrophe is over.

But this time, Rao Yaoyao is led by a red-clothed master, and the heads of the six parts are almost all out. If they act tonight, they will only take down a ghost beast.

She is a monster, what face does she have to go back and face the many high-level people in the Holy God Hall?

"Yes!"

Almost at the same time, after receiving the order in the combat channel, the red and white clothes were in an orderly manner, and they were assigned to scatter in all directions.

The last small group of people left behind, headed by the vigilante, gathered in the direction of the trade fair in Nancheng District.

The trial is not over yet!

……

the other side.

In a dark alley.

When the war is over, Meisiren, as an outsider, has nothing to do after entering the field and wants to exit.

"despair."

Suddenly, in the nameless void, a small stone fell.

Coincidentally, this small gravel fell right in front of the Meisiren's step.

At that moment, the Meisi people stopped walking, and deep thought appeared in their eyes.

"who?"

he asked softly.

The Meisi people had never participated in this battle, so they still had no position at this moment.

With the same name as the Seven Sword Immortals, it is even more impossible for Rao Yaoyao to judge him with nameless crimes, so the world is so big that the Meisi people are still invincible for the time being.

natural.

The stone in front of him should not have been cast by someone from the Holy Spirit Hall.

Either they didn't come, or they could only come forward with swords to inquire about their crimes.

The void is silent.

No reply.

When Meisi raised her footsteps again...

"despair."

Another stone fell, which seemed to stop him from moving forward, as if the road ahead was an abyss.

Mei Siren's eyes narrowed, and the folding fan in his hand stopped shaking.

Even he couldn't perceive this disappearing figure, but he tried to get in touch with himself...

Throwing stones for directions?

At that moment, a young figure appeared in Meisiren's mind.

He was almost [-]% sure who it was.

"despair."

While thinking about it, another object fell out of the void.

However, it was not a stone at this time, but a fragment of a small wooden root that was often used to tie strings in neighborhood paving.

Very unremarkable.

But Meisi people can tell at a glance that this is a small wooden skewer of candied haws.

Even if it was broken like this, he still understood the code.

"Ah!"

At that moment, Mei Siren laughed uncontrollably, looked at the small puddles on the potholed ground in the dark alley, and seemed to realize something.

Then he slapped the folding fan in his hand, and the power of Taixu was released slightly, covering the whole dark alley.

"Come out, no one can see."

The void remained silent.

The corner of Meisi's mouth twitched.

This is too cautious!

"Om-"

Click the folding fan in the hand again, the sword intent is diffused, and the boundary is formed, separating the rainwater falling from the sky and all the elements between the heaven and the earth.

Meisiren solemnly said: "I know you are shady, but at this moment, even Rao Yaoyao can't perceive you and me, come out!"

The void trembled upon hearing the sound.

Xu Xiaoshou's figure appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Siren."

As soon as he showed up, Xu Xiaoshou leaned forward and said, "I'm sorry, it's not that I'm overly cautious. It's really that the Holy Spirit Palace has every defense, and it's impossible to guard against it. Sometimes, the failure lies in some small details."

Mei Siren laughed and said: "No one dares to guard the old man."

Xu Xiaoshou looked up at the sky: "Mr. Siren thinks this rain is normal?"

Mei Siren thought for a while, and then laughed out loud: "I heard that you fought with Yu Lingdi, the head of the Lingbu, and now you have been beaten out of the shadow? He is already dead."