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"Sun Simiao, the king of resurrection medicine, in addition, add the memory of alchemy to him, and God has given him a book of alchemy, so that he can refine the real elixir."
"Resurrect Ou Yezi, let his descendants discover him, and also fuse him with some memories of forging magical weapons. At the same time, God revealed a forging secret book. As long as he has materials, he can forge more magical weapons than those in Fengyun World. "
"resurrection……"
God Ye walked very slowly.
As he walked, he kept making arrangements.
In a short period of time, the number of resurrected people exceeded 20.
but.
Those points are not worth mentioning to Ye Shen now.
"Host, a total of 30 points are needed to resurrect these people."
"Deduct it!"
"Yes……"
The sound fell.
next moment.
The whole world started to move.
In countless tombs, great changes are quietly taking place, and a number of legendary characters have begun to reappear one after another.
……
The 240th demolition brigade, leek planting
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.
this day.
Jingzhaohuayuan, a suburb, near a seemingly desolate cemetery, has become extremely lively.
"You are not allowed to tear it down, this is our ancestral grave."
"Yes, my ancestors have been buried here for thousands of years and must not be dug."
"Whoever wants to dig, just run over me."
A large group of people in ordinary clothes stood in front of them.
when saying these words.
Some people also performed various exercises, and their bodies were full of momentum.
but!
Their aura is much worse than others.
"Hehehe... I said you people, are you so cheap? If you dig it, you dig it, and it's not like you didn't give you money? It's just a lot of deserted graves, do you really take it seriously?"
A demolition captain wearing a green hard hat scolded in a disdainful voice.
when speaking.
He put his hands on his waist.
There is still a faint smile on his face.
They didn't pay attention to those people at all.
at the same time!
There was a large group of people standing beside him.
Some of those people were holding long knives.
Someone is holding a sword.
If it weren't for the short sleeves, jeans, or sneakers, this posture would definitely resemble the scenes of confrontation between martial arts factions in some ancient costume movies.
"This is our ancestral grave, just give us money?"
"It's not about the money."
"We are the descendants of Sun Simiao, king of medicine, here, even if we die, we must guard it."
Those people didn't give in at all.
"Hehehe... It's really a toast and no fine wine. I really think you can hold it? Brother, drag it all down. If anyone really dares to resist, he will directly break the tendons of his hands and hamstrings."
The man in the green helmet didn't delay either.
when saying this.
Raising their hands slowly, the group of people around ordered.
"Yes, boss."
"Yes."
clap la la...
Afterwards, the group of people reacted extremely quickly.
In a blink of an eye, those tomb guards were surrounded.
dong dong dong...
Boom!
Boom!
The next moment, the two waves of people fought together without any suspense.
Sword and sword shadow.
Fists and feet.
There are also various exercises.
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