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Chapter 150 in the ghost town

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There was no weak person present. Except for a few gray hair and deprived of a lot of vitality in the early stages of the Third Realm, the rest acted quickly and left behind shadows on the streets.

"There is the palace ahead, and this city is indeed the capital of a country." With the strength of the cultivator in the third realm, there is no need for a stick of incense to travel a hundred miles.

Ye Xuan mingled among the crowd and jumped into the palace with everyone. When he saw him, everyone was shocked.

There were guards in the palace, no longer weathered bodies, but the guards' eyes were hollow, without saying a word, and there was no movement while walking. They held large guns in their hands and patrolled back and forth.

"A group of living dead people were detained here to act as guards, no different from puppets." The body refiners were extremely sensitive to life and realized that there was no vitality on the guards, just mummies.

After everyone fell into the palace, the guards who were inspecting all looked over, their eyes were dull, and they were already dead and their consciousness was gone.

The next moment, the big gun in the guard's hand lit up, spreading out the circles of restricted runes. The runes at the tip of the big gun were the most dense, and a sharp roar was torn apart.

The guards rushed in according to the ancient formation, and the crowd was not soft persimmons. The two sides fought in a blink of an eye.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and he looked at the big gun in the guard's hand. It was actually a restricted rune. His eyes moved and fell from the big gun to the guard's body.

"These puppets have no vitality, their qi and blood are dry, and there is no fluctuation of spiritual power..."

Ye Xuan's eyes were even more brilliant. The fighting style shown by the guards came from the ancient civilization of this city. It was different from body refining and Qi training, but it was more like a pure ban.

"Looking at their dress, they are obviously different from the clothes of the people in this city. These guards used to be like us, and were outsiders who broke into this place." Gongsun Yushu's face was solemn, and he grabbed his sister who was eager to try it out, and his voice was dry.

"Brother Zhao?"

Gongsun Yushu just grabbed his sister, but Ye Xuan rushed over first. Ye Xuan understood what Gongsun Yushu meant that these guards were outsiders like them.

However, in front of them, they all became living dead people, turning into puppets to guard the palace. In other words, there are other people in the city, or other forces, otherwise outsiders would not be able to become puppets for no reason.

"Puff." Blood shot in front of him. One of the people in front of Ye Xuan was torn apart by a big gun. This person was head-on. The body of the three-level body refiner was no different from that of an ordinary person when facing the prohibited runes on the big gun.

Ye Xuan took over the position of this person, and a sneered sneered in the corner of his mouth. There were two kinds of restrictions in his body. When he approached, he clearly noticed the fluctuations in the restriction guarding his body.

"It's true." Ye Xuan was excited. He thought there were too few two restrictions in his body.

Ye Xuan laughed wildly, his right arm surged, his five fingers turned into dragon claws, and the grinder-sized dragon claws covered it. He pinched a guard and snatched the big gun in his hand. His blood surging like a chain, tied the guard to a strong position.

He swept his sleeves and shot him into the Sumeru Ring. Ye Xuan looked like a wolf or a tiger, and he stared at the other guards.

"Puff puff puff..." Blood splattered everywhere, and dozens of monks were killed. Without exception, these people who were seeking death were the first group of monks to fight head-on.

The body of a body refiner in the Zhenwu Realm is strong, and the bloodline of a barbarian beast has been strengthened, so he has long been accustomed to the hard fighting style. He doesn't think that the body he has cultivated himself is not enough to see under these big guns.

"Don't fight head-on. These dead people are not our opponents, be careful." Someone shouted loudly.

After a moment, after dozens of silly sacrifices, everyone learned from experience and gained the upper hand. After all, the puppet is always a puppet and lacks consciousness.

"Swish." The big gun stabbed, tearing the air and causing a sharp whistle.

Ye Xuan's eyes were Qiongqiong, and he avoided the shot with great accuracy, staring at the guard's body, just like looking at a treasure.

Slowly, he felt the ban fluctuations in the guard's body, predicted the guard's next move, and dodged effortlessly.

Seeing that everyone had the upper hand, Gongsun brothers and sisters joined the battle group. Gongsun Yuqiu looked at Ye Xuan and asked, "Is there any mystery in the puppet body? What are you going to take these puppets for?"

Ye Xuanda glanced at the two brothers and sisters with a deep meaning. It was just the first time he met. Naturally, he would not tell them that a physical body ban is the most suitable for physical refiners, and can superimpose each other to push the physical body strength to the extreme.

"My sister is reckless, Brother Zhao, don't be surprised." Gongsun Yushu pulled her sister.

Gongsun Yuqiu had a bad look and glared at Ye Xuan several times. Seeing Ye Xuan, he refused to say anything, but just kept laughing, which made the tomboy feel unhappy.

At this moment, not only Ye Xuan was collecting the puppets, but others also took action one after another. There was no fluctuation of spiritual power in the guard's body, which means that it had nothing to do with qi training, and they also had the hope of having this kind of power.

"We can also use these weapons without consuming qi and blood. It's really wonderful." Some monks who grabbed the big gun couldn't help but get excited when they found the mystery.

Ye Xuan also grabbed a big gun, surrounded by the gun body, which was difficult for others to understand, but he knew very well that he was a weapon refiner and knew how to portray the prohibition of refining weapons.

The restriction is like a formed formation. After completion, it becomes oneself. The formation operates on its own, absorbs external spiritual energy and is self-sufficient. As long as the material itself has not yet decayed, control it as you like, and you do not need to lose your own cultivation.

After the harvest, everyone was in a state of great spirit and rushed towards the depths of the palace. The previous movements came from the inside, and the guards outside could benefit them. There must be more good things in the depths of the palace.

A group of two hundred people, each with a big gun, and the gun body restriction was torn and the subsequent waves of guards were easily solved.

Just as everyone was in high spirits, three people flew towards each other, in a messy state. One of them was bleeding all over and half of their arms were cut off.

"I am a senior of the Fourth Realm, what's going on?"

The dozen people in the front suddenly stopped, and the people behind stopped. Nearly two hundred people reacted sharply and stopped in a uniform manner. Their eyes were shocked and suspicious, and they looked at the injuries of the three seniors.

"Go away." The three people flying towards each other looked frightened, and they didn't care about explaining clearly, and instantly passed by everyone.

Ye Xuan did not hesitate at all, turned around and left, and did not even look ahead, making the opponents who were about to escape from all four realms. How could they defeat them?

"Ahhhh..." He had just rushed out a hundred feet away, and screamed in pain behind him, and a strong smell of blood filled his eyes.

"The guard with the strength of the four realms." Ye Xuan glanced behind and saw more than thirty thin figures holding a ban sword in his hand, crazily slashing and killing 200 cultivators of the third realm, like cutting melons and vegetables, without a single enemy.

(End of this chapter)

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