Chapter 761: Senior Brother Wu Committed Suicide?

Alive?"

"Is the artifact still alive?"

"Activity, that's a machine spirit!"

Suddenly, a group of monks who could only stare dryly began to discuss with great interest.

Coptic glanced at it with slanted eyes, and said seriously: "The machine spirit is the essence of a spiritual weapon, and it can be used in the spirit weapon like an arm and finger, and the power is greatly increased! Of course, the probability of the best spirit weapon producing the machine spirit is very low, and the probability of the immortal weapon being produced is even greater." ”

"Oh oh~. Several Jindan monks were stunned when they heard this.

Looking at this guy as if he had everything in the world, I thought he really had an immortal weapon!

Next to her, a delicate-looking woman turned her head to look at it, and said disdainfully: "P's machine spirit, people are talking about digging up a living person!"

Brother Kopp didn't seem to have woken up from some mysterious pretending state, and muttered with doubts in his eyes: "Can a living person grow in the ground?"

"Alas~. ”

The delicate woman stroked her forehead weakly, too lazy to take care of this legendary science student, and turned around to watch the excitement.

"Come on, come on, everybody get out of the way, don't get in the way!

Zhang Wei stood beside the excavated soil pit, wandering around the periphery with several superb spiritual weapons in his arms to maintain order, his chin slightly raised and very proud.

Although these spiritual weapons have to be handed over in the end, being able to hold several superb spiritual weapons at a time and wander in front of these beautiful female cultivators can be regarded as an addiction to a local tyrant!

"One, two, three, up!"

The two monks of the Xuanling Holy Sect grabbed the object buried in the earth and shouted and slammed it.

Suddenly, a man was lifted out of the soil, and a large area of sand fell from his body.

Boom!

The two of them threw the man who had been dug out of the pit on the ground like a broken sack, and clapped their hands in disgust.

For the enemy, it would be good to be able to dig him out, and he would definitely not give him a warm ...... like a spring like he did with his peers.

Zhang Wei turned over and took out a kettle, and the clear cold water was poured on his dirty face covered with dust.

With the rinse, a gruff face emerged.

His brow furrowed as he stared at the familiar-looking, yet unfamiliar face.

Zhang Wei tilted his head and kept changing angles to observe, and then swung away with a cover.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, and shouted excitedly: "It's the leader of the martial arts brother, this time I caught a big fish!"

Everyone also hurriedly stepped forward to observe, if the beard that was burned in the explosion was pasted, it was really that rough man!

Originally, when they dug up the mutilated corpses of the demon cultivators one after another, they thought that they were all hung up under the backlash of the great array.

Unexpectedly, the leader is still alive.

As long as you can pry the information about how to sneak into the secret realm from his mouth, it is definitely a great credit!

Even, compared to the sum of the spiritual grasses picked this time, the credit is greater!

After all, the secret realm is related to the luck of the ten major sects, and the shadow will never be allowed to destroy it!

It's just that Senior Brother Wu is covered with scars, one of his left arms has disappeared, his face is full of scars, his eyes are half-closed, and his breath looks very weak.

If an ordinary person is injured like this, he will basically lose his breath at any time when he is dying.

But the vitality of the Jindan monk is far stronger than that of ordinary people, although it seems that the breath is weak and can be cut off at any time, but as long as he takes the healing pill, it is still easy to save the life.

Zhang Wei frowned and thought about it, groaned and turned over his hand to take out a healing pill and handed it to the fellow disciple beside him, his eyes signaled.

The fellow monk took the pill and looked at it, and asked suspiciously, "Senior Brother Zhang, this pill is okay for juniors in the Qi cultivation period, will the quality be low?"

Zhang Wei's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "He is an enemy, it would be good to be able to hang half a life! If it weren't for being handed over to Senior Sister Xia for interrogation, I would rather use this pill to feed pigs!"

The fellow didn't say anything more when he heard this, and his two fingers roughly opened his mouth, threw the pill into the other party's mouth, and reached out to wipe his hands on his clothes in disgust.

Grunt~

Senior Brother Wu swallowed the pill, his aura increased slightly, and he opened his eyes and looked at the people around him weakly.

His eyes were blank, as if he had not yet recovered from his awakening.

However, at least it doesn't look like it used to be out of breath at any time.

Zhang Wei patted the other party's face with a kettle, and urged impatiently: "Hurry up when you wake up, don't pretend to be dead!"

"Hmph~"

Senior Brother Wu came to his senses under the slapping of the kettle, and his dazed eyes gradually brightened.

Stunned, he looked at the man in front of him who was not injured in the slightest, and turned his head to look around with difficulty.

Seeing dozens of Jindan monks staring at him in good clothes, their faces showed disbelief.

He opened his mouth wide in surprise and said to himself: "No~ impossible, you~ how can you be okay? Why backlash, why ......." ”

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Wei slapped the other party's head a few times with a kettle, and shouted coldly: "Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, get up and answer the question!"

"No~Impossible~!You ~ Damn it should be you~No~ Impossible!"

Senior Brother Wu's widening eyes were full of horror and incredulity, and his lips changed from squirming to roaring in horror.

Zhang Wei frowned, staring carefully at the other party's panicked eyes for a moment.

Turning his head, he asked loudly: "Senior sister, he seems to have his brain blown up and is crazy!"

Xia Yutong's delicate brows frowned slightly, and he turned his jade neck and asked, "What should I do, can you cure it?"

Xiao Chen looked at the man whose body was covered with dirt and mixed with blood, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

said lightly: "It's too dirty...... Bury it. ”

"......" Xia Yutong's red lips opened, and he was speechless at this guy who had a slight cleanliness habit.

"Impossible, impossible! Die, you all have to die, I'm going to kill you!"

Senior Brother Wu's blank eyes turned red, as if returning to the light, and he let out a loud roar and pounced on the person in front of him.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Zhang Wei was startled when he saw the man who suddenly pounced, and his squatting body hurriedly leaned back to dodge.

Burst~!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

Senior Brother Wu stretched out his hands and threw himself forward, and his crazy face returned to calm.

Stunned, he lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

Zhang Wei leaned back, and also felt that something seemed to hit the spiritual weapon in his arms, and hurriedly looked down.

I saw several sharp spiritual weapons piercing into Senior Brother Wu's body in unison!

Forehead~

"No, it's none of my business, you bumped into it yourself!" Zhang Wei was stunned, as if to explain.

I finally dug up a live one, if I was played to death by myself, this pot would not be able to carry it.

Senior Brother Wu was pierced by several spiritual weapons, his wide eyes were full of resentment, his head was crooked, and he hung down softly.

Hung up .......

The sudden change stunned everyone, but they didn't expect this demon cultivator to stupidly bump into the spirit weapon and play himself to ......death.

The clue seems to be broken.

Xia Yutong rolled his eyes, turned his jade neck and said lightly: "You can really hold your breath, do you have to ask me to invite you out!?"

Whoosh~, with a flick of his wrist, a sharp blade flew out towards the ground.