The Mad Wolf Gang, all three gang leaders are out-of-body cultivators. The cultivation of the gang leader alone makes many small gangs afraid.

It should be noted that in the territory of Beishui Kingdom, any out-of-body cultivator is qualified to serve as an elder of a sect. It is precisely such that the three out-of-body cultivators are willing to stay in Anxing City and develop gangs.

Late at night, an old man with white hair pushed the stall truck that closed the stall, passed by a prosperous area, looked up at the gorgeous pavilion, full of exhaustion, and sighed: "If I had known this, I would not have learned craftsmanship back then, and I should have cultivated immortality."

The six pavilions on the street are connected, which is the territory of the Mad Wolf Gang. The pavilions are sometimes flashing through the formation light, and there are also air corridors that communicate with each other. From a distance, they look like a giant, standing tall.

"Old guy, get out of here." A disciple of the Mad Wolf Gang happened to return, and took a few fruits from the stall, and strode away with a wild smile.

The old man stood aside, watched the man leave, cursed in his heart, "Heavenly killed you, curse you to death on the street."

The Mad Wolf Gang disciple gnawed the fruit. As soon as he stepped on the stairs in front of the pavilion, his body tilted and fell to the ground without any warning. Blood flowed from his head, dyeing the ground red.

"Good death." The old man applauded.

Thanks to the heaven, his curse actually came true, but at the next glance, the old man trembled with a hunched over and shrank under the stall, and his eyes were filled with fear.

A pair of colored lotus platforms fell down the sky. A cold young man on the lotus platform raised his sleeves, and a stream of light flashed in the air, flying towards the headspace where the pavilion was.

A red light flashed on his shoulder, and the bird turned into a human form. The red-haired girl looked so beautiful. She sat on the boy's shoulder with a lazy expression, shaking her tender white feet, pointing out, and also emitting a ray of light.

The scenes overlapped instantly when the six pavilions were located. From the outside, the pavilions were clearly still there, but they were like mirages in the sky, illusory and unreal.

The old man, who was huddled behind the stall, dared not move at all, and was full of panic. Although he did not understand the monk's magic, he vaguely guessed a rough idea.

"This is to catch turtles in a jar and kill them all. Fortunately, I didn't go to practice immortality back then, otherwise I would have died long ago, so how could I live until now."

The lotus platform passed by the afterimage in the air, and entered the mirage of the pavilion and disappeared. The old man who was pushing the stall cart looked around. There was no one on the street. He quickly pushed the cart away and did not dare to look anymore.

"Feng Ling, how can you break the formation without disturbing the people inside." Although Ye Xuan set off the mirror and water moon, he didn't want to easily alarm the snake before finding out the other party's background.

On the way they came, they had already killed dozens of Mad Wolf Gang's spies in the city. Even if there were any omissions, they were still fleeing for the death penalty, and it was impossible to send the news back.

"Look, you ask me to have more places in this palace and be nice to others in the future." Feng Ling said, throwing her eyes in a strange way, leaning her delicate body, completely treating her head as the armrest of the chair.

On the lotus platform, Du Dan, who was so close to him, silently watched the scene, felt more ashamed and said softly: "I can't help, just stay outside."

Ye Xuan looked at Du Dan indifferently. It was not safe outside. He swept his sleeves and put him in the Vientiane Mirror. There were many tall buildings in the mirror. In the room of a chain hotel, Du Dan appeared out of thin air and fell asleep instantly.

Ye Xuan had some secrets about Du Dan, but he still didn't want her to know. Feng Ling saw Ye Xuan glaring at her coldly, lamenting, and working honestly with his head hanging down.

The formation in front of the pavilion silently broke a gap, and the gap expanded rapidly. Ye Xuan fell off the lotus platform and stepped in first. The spirit beast bag around his waist moved, and a small insect half-fingered long flew out.

"Go." Ye Xuan pointed to the pavilion in front of him. After the spirit-eating insect flew into the pavilion, he spit out white mist that was hard to see in the naked eye, urging people to dream.

After the spirit-devouring insect devoured the young man in Taoist robe, he became even more elusive. A stick of incense passed, and Ye Xuan and Feng Ling entered the pavilion one after another.

Surrounded by five pavilions, the center is the pavilion, with seven floors above and below, and the weapon refining room of the first hall.

The chains were clanging, and nearly a hundred people in two rows, both men and women, were bound by the chains, and screamed in their mouths. On them, the light of the forbidden light appeared and disappeared. These forbiddens were not engraved on objects, but into their bodies.

"Let me go, I don't want to die."

"You kill me, kill me."

"You devil, you won't die easily. If I go to hell as a ghost, I will curse you forever..." Among the hundreds of people, some beg for mercy, some beg for death, and some beg for crazily cursing.

Among these nearly a hundred people, most of the body has been destroyed, with incomplete limbs and bloody flesh. The remaining body is surviving and life is worse than death.

"No one can be used." The old man in gray robe dispersed his magic and stood up, his old face was extremely gloomy.

The old man in gray robe is a weapon refiner. What he is doing at this moment is to depict the restriction on refining weapons, but the object he carved is not a magic weapon, but a living person.

"Puff." The boy's body twitched, suddenly split into pieces, and blood splattered all over the floor.

"Waste." The old man in gray robe snorted coldly, his expression was indifferent, the restriction failed to portray, his body collapsed, and another material was missing.

For him, these living people are just trying materials for physical bans, and just some ants who practice Qi first and second levels, they want as much as they want.

"The second in commander, something happened." Suddenly, a disciple outside the hall exclaimed.

"What's the matter?" The old man in gray robe frowned. If the disciple shouted randomly, he would be the next material.

The door of the hall was opened from the outside, to be precise, it was kicked open. The door of the hall made of metal was sunk into a big pit.

"Who are you?" the old man in gray robe narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

The person who came was a young man, with a look of about seventeen or eighteen years old, calm and composed. Behind him was a charming girl. The disciple who reported the news the moment ago had become a dead person at this time.

Ye Xuan glanced at the hall and saw it clearly, and smiled and said, "Old guy, you are cruel enough. I have long wanted to try the physical ban. I have suffered from the lack of good materials. I will start with you in the future."

The old man with gray robe twitched his eyes and kept silent. He chuckled as he moved his feet, "I am also a weapon refiner? Let's discuss this together. There is a physical ban. Few predecessors dare to try it. We need to wait to open up the road."

He said this, but his old eyes showed a shiny light. His eyes swept over the sunken hall door and looked at Ye Xuan's strong body, and it was extremely hot, as if he had seen a stunning beauty.

"Do you want to practice with me?" Ye Xuan smiled.

As the two talked, the old man in gray robe approached two feet away. The smile on the old man's face disappeared and turned into a ferocious look. The sleeves on his right arm were torn apart, revealing his strong right arm.

"Some tricks." Feng Ling trotted forward a few steps and looked at the old man's right arm.

"It seems that you have already had your eyes and have successfully engraved the first physical ban." Ye Xuan was not surprised but happy, and looked at Qiongqiong.

In a blink of an eye, the old man in gray robe's right arm suddenly swelled several times, and his waist was as thick as an adult, with patches of scales and armor patterns spreading, flowing with a dark golden luster.

"Go to die." The old man in gray robe snorted angrily. The two yellow-mouthed children dared to be so contemptuous, and obviously looked down on him.

The floor under the old man with gray robe cracked, his body suddenly rose, and he punched him, but it had not fallen completely. The force of the fist stirred up a strong wind, swept the spiritual energy, and made Ye Xuan's robe flies.

"Okay." Ye Xuan did not dodge or avoid, did not need to practice Qi cultivation, and he also punched out with his physical strength.

The reason for this punch was that he had to experience the power of the physical restraint in person. If he could fight against the body-refining cultivator, it would be another way.

The surprise is that the ban can be attached to the body. In other words, if the body refiner's body can successfully engrave the ban, it is tantamount to superposition, pushing the terrifying power of the body to the limit.

(End of this chapter)
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