1861 Liberated State, Divine Oracle, Descends! (3)

In the eyes of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, Xu Xiaoshou, who had an almost invincible defense, had a body as fragile as paper.

After the Silent Black Restraint pierced through his chest and expanded, a bloody gash appeared on his chest.

"Spat!"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth and spat out blood. However, he felt that the speed of the blood spurting out from his mouth was so slow in front of his eyes. In his Perception, it was as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Dispel..."

"Awaken..."

"No..."

At this moment, the names of the various passive skill flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind at the same time, but none of them were activated.

It was just like when he entered All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, what he wanted to do and what his physical body reacted to were not on the same channel.

"Fall..."

Five Decays of Heaven and Man bent down and wanted to kneel.