After I wore it back, I became immortal

This time, Pu Tongren did not miss the refreshed text above his head, was slightly startled, and said to 481 in surprise: "It's so easy to die?" It's a bit too easy!

481: "...The host please continue to work hard."

"Pay off the death value and you will get a hidden reward."

"Stop!" Pu Tongren, who was running extremely fast, stopped abruptly, turned around and raised his arms to block the front.

The two who couldn't catch up with him with all their strength did not stop when they heard the words. Instead, they waved their hands, and a rain of swords and sparks rushed towards him.

Seeing this, Pu Tongyan took out a frying pan to cover his face.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the appearance cannot be destroyed!

Seeing him take out a frying pan out of thin air, Liao Yufan's pupils shrank, greed flashed away in his eyes, and there was a naughty smile on his chubby face.

Noticing the change in his expression, Han Fengshui glanced at Pu Tongren again, a huge ice pick melted in his hand, and attacked Liao and Fan at an unstoppable speed.

Liao Yufan was still staring at Pu Tongren, he was careless for a while and was hit straight, he twisted his waist forcefully, and he just avoided the vital point.

"What are you doing!" Liao Yufan asked angrily, clutching the wound on his stomach.

"Are you kidding? We are enemies from the beginning, why are you asking me?" Han Fengshui sneered, then was startled by the disbelief in his eyes, and subconsciously turned around.

The next moment, he was attracted by the person in front of him blocking their supernatural attack with a pan.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with the frying pan, but it was like a magic weapon in the opponent's hand. When the supernatural sword rain fell on it, it only splashed ordinary water, and Liao Yufan's "fire ball" passed by with a frying pan. , Everything is wiped out, worse than his sword rain.

In an instant, looking at the frying pan in the man's hand, the word 'spiritual weapon' lingered in his mind for a long time.

In just a few seconds, he stared at the 'pan' in the opponent's hand with even more fiery eyes. The heat from the diagonally behind made him cast a disdainful glance, and then flew towards Putong "with lightning speed". eunuch.

Seeing the situation, Liao Yufan moved their gleaming eyes, touched the screen of the mobile phone that had just been turned off in their pockets, and the corners of their mouths showed a nasty arc.

Immediately afterwards, he followed closely behind and caught up.

Originally, Pu Tongren just wanted to hold the frying pan quietly until the wave of attacks was over, but he couldn't help himself, those fires were so annoying, if he didn't hide, his hair would be burnt.

With a sigh, this wave of attacks finally ended.

Looking at the middle-aged man who appeared less than two meters away from him, Pu Tongren pointed the pot at him and said arrogantly: "Come on, continue!" It's kind of killing me!

"Han Fengshui has a huge amount of killing intent on the host, and gets the death value +500."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for breaking the negative value of death, and getting a 'halo of hatred' (already in effect), effect: It can make people within the field of vision who have killing intent on the host even more hostile to the host, and the time limit is half an hour."

At the same time, Pu Tongren felt a stronger killing intent from the person opposite than before.

"Han Fengshui produces a large amount of killing intent on the host, and gets a death value of 1000"

"Liao and Fan generate a large amount of killing intent on the host, and get death value +1000"

Pu Tongren: ...

"Ordinary people?" Han Fengshui was about to make a move when he suddenly noticed something and cried out in surprise.

Pu Tongren took advantage of the situation and let out an 'hey', after hey he found that the other party didn't call him, he was so angry on the spot that he almost threw a pot over him.

"What?" Liao Yufan followed behind him, and when he heard this, he immediately swept towards Pu Tongren.

"Trouble." Han Fengshui frowned, and then moved his hands slowly, with a fierce and vicious gesture. In the blink of an eye, he was carrying a long and thin ice needle and stopped one centimeter away from Pu Tongren's forehead.

A dense mist filled the ice needles and fell on his delicate and shaped eyebrows, forming a layer of white frost mist.

"Give me what's in your hand, and I won't kill you." Han Fengshui looked at the frying pan held by Pu Tongren in his right hand.

Pu Tongyan blinked, without the slightest fear of facing the crisis of death.

"You want my pot?" What's wrong?How can I eat without a pot?do not give.

Hearing 'pot', the corner of Han Fengshui's mouth twitched invisibly.

The ice needle pressed closer to his head, and in an instant, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

"Release the recognition of the master. By the way, let's talk about the recognition of the master and the effect. Otherwise, I don't mind killing you and exploring by myself."

As for spirit tools, they are very popular both in the 'Upper Realm' and in the secular world.

Spiritual weapons are made by weapon masters, not all weapon masters can make spiritual weapons, and not everyone can become weapon masters.

The profession of weapon master is very popular in both the secular world and the upper world, especially the weapon master who can create spiritual weapons, just like the alchemist, is simply an existence that is offered by others.

However, in general, as long as there are extraordinary qualified weapon masters in the secular world, they will be quickly invited by the upper world. Therefore, weapon masters are rare in the secular world.

If there are fewer weapon masters, the corresponding weapon masters will make fewer magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

The first three levels of weapon masters are divided into junior weapon masters, intermediate weapon masters, and advanced weapon masters. This is also the general level of weapon masters at present. As for the master level weapon masters after the senior weapon masters, it is said that it is very difficult to find them in the upper world.

Junior weapon masters can generally create weapons that are a little more advanced than ordinary blacksmiths. If they can engrave additional attribute runes, then this weapon can be called a good magic weapon.

According to the level of the weapon master, the magic weapon is also divided into three levels: elementary, middle and high, and the magic weapon is the spirit weapon!

Only high-level weapon masters can barely make spiritual weapons.

As for how to distinguish between magic weapon and spirit weapon, one is that the spirit weapon can ignore all spells or abilities lower than its level; the second is: when using the spirit weapon, there will be no runes; host!

Different from the empty spirit weapon, the identification of the owner of the privately-made spiritual weapon is more complicated. In order to prevent the existence of some people who specialize in killing people and stealing goods, custom-made spiritual weapons, except for the owner of the spiritual weapon knows how to identify the owner of the spiritual weapon, other than that, even the weapon master Do not know at all.

Of course, the Void Spirit Tool is different, the Void Spirit Tool only needs to recognize its owner with a drop of blood.

And the reason why Han Fengshui thinks that the pot in Pu Tongren's hand is a custom-made spiritual weapon is because he has never seen such a shaped spiritual weapon! !

Horse riding, whoever kills will use a pot!

The craftsmen who make this kind of 'spiritual weapon' are also, what's so great about making spiritual weapons?

It's really amazing, but can we pursue it a little bit!

However, even if it is a pot, he is not ready to give up!After all, to be able to ignore his abilities, the level of this spiritual weapon must not be low!

"You ask me how to use this pan?" Putong Riping raised the pan in his hand and looked at him strangely.

Just as Han Fengshui was about to nod, there was a 'bang', and he was hit hard on the head, and fell to the ground as soon as his eyes went black.

Pu Tongren calmly knocked people unconscious with the pot, and said silently: "That's how it is used."

"Liao and Fan have a small amount of killing intent on the host, and get the death value +100"

"Huh? Why did you surrender?" Pu Tongren looked suspiciously at Liao Yufan who was sneaking behind and was about to slip away, and raised his voice, "Brother, you don't want your brother anymore?"

He pointed to the people on the ground.

Liao Yufan who was discovered simply refused to give up, strode forward and said: "He is not my brother, little brother, you can kill or cut whatever you want, I will not tell others."

At this time, the greed in his eyes had long since dissipated, and a kind smile appeared on his chubby face.

Just kidding, the parallel imports are already loaded, so why would he join in the fun?And the group of "dog noses" from the Supervision Bureau usually move very quickly, why are they so slow today?

"I didn't kill him!" Pu Tong was depressed.

Looking at his phone, it was close to eleven o'clock, the moon in the sky was covered by clouds, and the cool wind blowing from time to time made him rub his arms.

"Liao and Fan." Pu Tongren stopped to check the surrounding people, "Is there a car?"

Liao Yufan: ...

"Damn, how do you know my name?"

Pu Tong was stunned for a second and said, "You said it."

Liao Yufan scratched his head blankly, "When did I say that?"

Suddenly, his ears moved, and then his face changed drastically and he ran away.

"Brother, I'm leaving first. The car you want is here. See you later!"

Just as he was about to say a few words, the sound of car tires rubbing against the ground and braking suddenly sounded behind him.

Pu Tong looked back, and saw the man he saw in the afternoon coming out of the car.

The headlights were still on, and the man walked towards him step by step with the light behind his back. His steady and powerful steps sounded in his ears, and at the same time, the blurred face gradually became clear in his eyes. At this moment, Pu Tongren felt that this man really Fuck handsome!

So, when the man stood in front of him, Pu Tongren quickly dropped the guy who was eating and stretched out two hands towards him.

man:? ? !

"Cold, please hug!"

The man fell silent, and thought to himself, why is this man so ignorant of restraint!Boys, if you invite a man so late, if he is a beast in clothes, he will rush forward and eat all the bones left!

With an indifferent face, Pu Tongyan watched the man take off his coat and put it on his shoulders solemnly.

"Is it still cold?" Hao Yaoyan looked at him nervously.

Pu Tongren sighed quietly, "I said it's cold, do you want to take off your pants too?"

Hao Yaoyan paused, and said sullenly, "No, you don't need to take off the trousers you're wearing, I'll take off your shoes."

Since he didn't change his shoes, Pu Tongren was still wearing canvas shoes. After running for a short distance in the woods, the uppers of the shoes were stained dark by the grass juice.

Said, Hao Yaoyan bent down and began to untie the shoelaces.

Pu Tongren said with a wooden face: "...No, I despise your smelly feet."

Hao Yaoyan stopped taking off her shoes, and said in a little embarrassment, "My feet don't stink."

Putong gathered the clothes on his shoulders lightly, picked up the pot and walked towards the car, saying as he walked: "Why do some women call men stinky, most of them are because of their stinky feet."

Hao Yaoyan hurriedly followed, and when she heard what he said, she retorted subconsciously: "What about you?"

After saying that, he regretted it.

"Me?" Pu Tong turned around abruptly, and then walked forward calmly, "I have smelly feet and I don't dislike myself." The problem is that I don't.

Hao Yaoyan: ... speechless.