Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters dead but not stiff
"What did you do?"
Yan Xuankong lightly jumped down and landed on the ice.
What did I do?
Xu Zhi rolled his eyes and looked at Yan Xuankong, and cast a healing spell on himself. I should be the one to ask this.
During the one or two minutes of communication with Somla Nagu, what on earth happened outside.
His chest seemed to have been hit by a giant object. Xu Zhi struggled a little before sitting up and looking at his body. His body seemed to have marks of being crushed and was extremely red.
"Xu Zhi, when we came over, we found this giant filming you. You were lying on the ground like a dead pig. Were you knocked unconscious?"
Yan Jinbai, who was trapped, felt a little depressed. He raised his head and answered Xu Zhi's question.
"This thing isn't dead?"
Xu Zhi looked at the Titan's corpse cut into countless pieces, and couldn't imagine what it would be like to be beaten by a dead Titan.
"It should be dead, but not completely dead. There is some kind of slight neurological reflex ability. As the saying goes, a centipede is dead but not stiff. What on earth did you do?"
Yan Xuankong wondered, since he changed his sword, he has been able to cut with thousands of sword energy when wielding the sword. His fighting style is very different from before. With this style of fighting, it is not surprising that the Titan will be sliced into pieces.
"I'll cut off its head, like this."
Xu Zhi pointed at the handheld electric cutting machine scattered aside. The tool had been cut into several pieces, but the original shape could still be seen.
"You are so talented, why do you need other people's brains?"
The image of Xu Zhi sawing his head with a cutting machine flashed through Yan Jinbai's mind. He felt the scene was horrifying and immediately stopped thinking about it.
"Well, I'm very brave. It's my first time to go to the cave with you. You will really surprise me."
Yan Xuankong looked at Xu Zhi and felt that his apprentice seemed to have a bad brain. If he hadn't come here, he would have been beaten to shit. After his father lost his apprentice, another white-haired person was about to send a black-haired person. .
"ha"
Xu Zhi was dumbfounded. This Titan had been dead for many years. In layman's terms, there was no big difference between this component creature and those sweeping robots from the outside world. They were all man-made products.
Do you want it to be so realistic? After so many years, the energy drive device is gone, and it can still struggle like a dead snake.
What on earth did the mage civilization in the ruins era come up with?
Aigrenel found some legends about dragon slaying. There was a brave man who killed a giant dragon and was then beaten to death by the opponent's corpse's reflection ability. Xu Zhi thought it was just a joke, but he didn't expect to experience it on himself. It felt very good. not good.
The Qi training technique was used several times, and the life energy brought by the Houtu Xuan Sutra continued to repair the damaged parts of the internal organs. After Xu Zhi applied several healing spells outside his body, he patted his buttocks and stood up again.
As an invincible Xiaoqiang, as long as he is still alive, sleep will take care of the rest of his recovery time.
Xu Zhi looked at the Titan that was broken into pieces, gathered a few pieces together, and then threw them away again. Somra's bragging should not be taken seriously. Who can recover after it is like this?
"Master, I found a treasure. Look, it's just under the ice."
"Yes, I am very good at picking up leaks. How did you find it?"
"I just walked and walked, and I saw black spots under the ice. As soon as I opened the ice, I saw a building below. Then, look, I even fished out something like this."
Xu pointed directly at the pile of Titan wreckage, and he justified himself quite quickly.
Yan Xuankong looked at the blueprint on his chest, then at the hollowed-out large piece of ice and the pile of Titan wreckage. He felt that Xu Zhi's behavior was impossible to imitate. It seemed to be the possible harvest brought about by personal carefulness.
His careful personality will occasionally cause a lot of trouble. Not to mention the big and small things he did before, I almost died this time.
"I think you do."
Yan Xuankong found it quite difficult to carefully think about how to educate this character. This does not seem to be a bad problem.
"Be careful in the future, and don't collect any special life forms like these from the ruins."
Yan Xuankong thought for a while, and finally added this sentence, peeled off the ice, and the figure immediately jumped down.
"How are you enjoying the art?"
"Successful, very successful. After doing it three times, I finally got it right. Those graffiti are indeed high-end art."
Yan Jinbai nodded and raised his thumb. He was just mentally exhausted and there was no big problem. Apart from this, he was in excellent condition.
The two of them discussed the process separately, and the magic symbols they saw were different. After a while, Yan Jinbai suppressed his voice and whispered:
"Let me tell you secretly, grandpa has no artistic ability at all. He tried three times and failed three times. His brain is much worse than mine, hahaha..."
"Hahaha."
Xu Zhigan smiled twice, he would not speak ill of Yan Xuankong behind his back. After all, this man emerged from the water silently, right opposite him.
"He is just a rough guy. Apart from wielding a knife and collecting money very neatly, he has no other advantages."
"Yeah, Jin Bai, let's talk about something else."
"We've finished talking about everything else. Let me tell you, he didn't believe in evil just now. He flipped the drawings back and forth for a long time..."
Xu Zhi felt that there was nothing he could do to save Yan Jinbai, who was seeking death. Seeing the warning look from Yan Xuankong, Xu Zhi could only let this young man do what he wanted.
"Well said, Jin Bai, what is 1+1?"
"2 Ah, haha, Xu Zhi, you mean I..., by the way, let's talk about grandpa's advantages."
Even though he was mentally exhausted, Yan Jinbai also felt something was wrong after realizing it later. After the excitement of complaining in his mind passed, he also thought about it.
"It's too late, grandson, after all, I only have the advantages of wielding a knife and collecting money."
Yan Xuankong patted Yan Jinbai's shoulder, making him tremble for a while.
"Xu Zhi, you have also seen that wall, please tell me."
Being ridiculed by his grandson behind his back, as a great master in the world of cultivation, Yan Xuankong felt that he really lacked something. It was impossible for two young people to be able to do it, but he couldn't do it. The age gap was not that big.
"Master Yan, this kind of artistic thing is probably like the shock and immersion caused by seeing some rare scenery." Xu Zhi looked at Yan Xuankong and suggested: "How about you take a look at the drawings again.
Try it."
Xu Zhi watched it for several days and had a foundation in his mind. Yan Jinbai was lucky. As for Yan Xuankong, this was a huge leap. It was normal to fail three times.
"I'll try to find the old man and them later. Do you two want to hang out outside again, or come back with me?"
"Leave us out for free, Grandpa was scolded severely by Grandpa," Yan Jinbai whispered in Xu Zhi's ear.
The only person who can deal with Yan Xuankong is Yan Xingxia, who is older and has a higher level of cultivation.
The eighty-year-old pointed at the sixty-year-old and scolded him. Xu Zhi thought about it and quickly responded. This scene of the master teaching the master was also very bad.
"Go back, of course go back."
He couldn't clean up this mess. Yan Xuankong made a mess with one strike. After a long time, he took off most of the Titan's head, leaving Somra to deal with the rest of the torso problem.
Xu Zhi took a few photos to prove his innocence, and then Yan Xuankong lifted him up and took him into the air.