Chapter 737: Bewitched

The cannibal leader was full of horror.
Seeing Shen Lang falling from the sky, he slashed with a knife, scared him to quickly take out the brass bell on his waist and shake it desperately.
"Clang clang!"
The corpse on the wood stood up immediately, his scarlet eyes lit up suddenly, and he rushed towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang had already prepared, and slashed at the mummy with a knife.
"Ding!"
The sound of a metal collision sounded, and the Xingyi knife fell on the shoulder of the mummy, as if cutting into an iron ingot.
This time, Shen Lang finally cut and wounded the mummy, although only a green blood stain was cut on his skin.
The corpse roared sharply and grabbed Shen Lang with a paw.
Shen Lang set up Xingyidao and fought with the corpse.
"Chiji Laru!" the injured cannibal leader yelled.
A group of native cannibals also roared at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang's two intrusions also hurt the gods they worshipped and made the native cannibals on the island extremely angry.
The group of native cannibals, armed with machetes or axes, slashed towards Shen Lang. Many people also brought javelins and threw them at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang does not evade and flashes, running the magical scriptures.
Suddenly, violent winds suddenly rose up around Shen Lang, and the whole person seemed to be wearing a storm armor.
Every strand of wind around Shen Lang is as sharp as a knife!
Shenzhaojing breaks through to the fifth floor, Shen Lang can inspire body-protecting qi, offensive and defensive.
Those native cannibals who ran forward with weapons were swept by the wind outside Shen Lang, and their whole bodies were blown out, covered in blood, as if they had been cut back and forth by a dozen knives.
Those flying javelins were also twisted into sawdust by Shen Lang's body guard.
The cannibals were so frightened that they backed away, their faces showing horror.
Shen Lang is in a great mood, the Shenzhaojing is too NB!
As expected, the master was right. Although Shenzhaojing is extremely difficult to cultivate and the requirements for cultivation are extremely demanding, as long as it reaches the fifth level, the power of this technique begins to rise sharply.
Worthy of being a heavenly technique, Shen Lang has already felt the superiority of Shenzhaojing.
The attacking power of the mummy was so powerful that Shen Lang did not dare to stand and let him fight, but there was basically no pressure anymore.
With body-protecting qi, even if Shen Lang was hit by a mummy, he couldn't stand any serious injuries.
"drink!"
Shen Lang let out a low drink, and the black true energy in the dantian gushed out, pouring Xingyidao.
Starting a fierce attack, Shen Lang performed seven kills.
"Boom!" The sword qi was accompanied by a huge wave of air, like a tiger's roaring mountain forest, the surrounding sand and leaves were flying and tossing.
The mummy is still using fists, palms, legs and claws. Although the attack is violent, Shen Lang is forced to retreat step by step.
Shen Lang just wanted to use the fight with the mummy to verify his own strength.
Seeing that it was almost there, Shen Lang was not going to play anymore, he was very satisfied with his current strength. Compared with the previous period in the middle of the question, it is a world of difference.
"Boom!" Shen Lang let out a knife qi, and the mummy was shot and flew more than ten meters away.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Lang's figure flashed, and he came to the head of the cannibal with feathers and grabbed the brass bell in his hand.
The leader of the cannibal was trembling with fright and crawled back step by step.
Shen Lang looked at the small clock for a moment. It was no different from an ordinary antique brass clock, except that a piece of talisman paper was pasted on the back of the small clock, with mysterious patterns carved on it.
Seeing no reason, Shen Lang tried to shake it himself.
"Clang clang!"
As soon as it shook, the corpse got up from the ground and rushed towards Shen Lang quickly.
Shen Lang quickly raised his sword to parry.
This time he rang the bell, but the corpse still attacked him. It seems that the target of the mummy has nothing to do with who shakes the bell.
After fighting for a while, Shen Lang found that the mummy was moving more and more slowly. He tried to shake the small clock again, and the corpse action suddenly became quick again.
"That's it!"
Shen Lang gradually mastered the doorway. After the little bell was not shaken for a long time, the mummy gradually stopped moving and fell to the ground, motionless.
Seeing that the mummy was completely silent, Shen Lang put Xiao Zhong into his purse, and then glanced at the cannibal leader.
The reason why the mummy only attacked itself was mostly an order issued by the cannibal leader.
Seeing Shen Lang's dark eyes, the cannibal leader was so frightened that he got up and wanted to escape into the woods.
Shen Lang casually cleaved a knife air, and penetrated the cannibal leader, his body was divided into two, blood splattered.
Seeing that their leader was killed, the surrounding cannibal natives were so scared that they lost their armor and abandoned their armor and fled all around.
Shen Lang didn't bother to chase after him, and instead studied the mummy.
This black corpse is very skinny, it is indeed a human skeleton.
After the fight, the skin of the dry corpse was a little scarred, but Shen Lang found that these wounds were slowly healing.
This mummy can actually recover from his injuries?
When Shen Lang was shocked, he began to carefully observe the body of this mummy.
Soon, he found that the mummy's brain was stuck with a spell with intricate and mysterious patterns. The paper was black and not very conspicuous.
The surface of the talisman also revealed a hint of aura, which seemed to have the function of suppressing ghosts.
Shen Lang had a strong curiosity. He wanted to tear this rune paper off and see what would happen.
Just do it, Shen Lang tore open the spell on the mummy's brain.
In an instant.
A gloomy wind blew out of the mummy's brain, without warning, making Shen Lang's entire body horrified.
I saw a large amount of thick white gas overflowing from the dry corpse's brain and scattered into the air.
Shen Lang filled his eyes with true energy, as if seeing hundreds of ghosts screaming in the air.
It turns out that there are really fools in this world.
Shen Lang was startled, and immediately put the charm on again.
In just a breathing room, hundreds of ghosts overflowed from the dried corpse's head, and all that came out were human ghosts. Animals have no souls, only souls.
"These cannibals have killed a lot of people." Shen Lang secretly said to himself.
This dry corpse is actually a holy artifact handed down by the cannibals since ancient times. Every time they kill or kill an animal, the cannibals will sacrifice the soul of the corpse to the dry corpse through a ceremony.
This island is often visited throughout the year, mostly tourists and explorers who travel on their own. The people who came to the island before, except for those who escaped, all encountered the poisonous hands of the cannibals.
After the accumulation of history, there will be so many ghosts.
It may be retribution.
The ghosts in the air scattered all around, like beasts that cannibalize people, pounced on the native cannibals on the island.
Shen Lang jumped onto a big tree. He had already seen several indigenous people twitching all over and fell to the ground.
They seemed to be wicked, foaming at their mouths, writhing on the ground, yelling like lunatics.
Before long, the indigenous people began to experience severe hallucinations, and their bodies developed a high fever.