Just as we were moving forward steadily, the distant and desolate sound of the skin drums and the ringtones rang out, and it seemed that countless people were using the most unpleasant sounds, muttering in our ears.

But this kind of sound cannot be cut off by blocking your ears, and it is even more annoying than those monks chanting scriptures.

The whisper seemed to be full of malicious intentions towards us. Although we couldn't understand the general idea, we felt very uncomfortable.

Even a few of us are like this, and the ordinary people behind us are even more unbearable.

The middle-aged shipbuilder who happened had fallen softly to the ground, his facial features were shifted, his eyes rolled on it, and his saliva flowed all over the ground.

The rest of the people were not much better than him. Even if they didn't have crooked mouths and eyes, they would never move halfway.

Unexpectedly, the controller behind this ancient ship was so insidious that even ordinary people had to use such a method.

For this, I shouted and cursed a few times, but there was no echo at all.

The shaman spell continues, and the large bags formed by black characters become larger and larger, while the characters seem to melt and cannot be seen clearly.

Although this low and malicious whisper has little effect on us, we must separate for this, otherwise these people would be nothing but meat on the chopping board.

In this way, our strength will inevitably be weak, and it will not be so difficult to deal with it.

There is no way, I don’t know how to draw circles on the ground like Sun Dasheng, otherwise, if you draw a circle around them, you will solve everything.

I kept Lao Bai and Bian Pao here. Both of them are very strong, so it would be no problem to stay for a while.

Huang Bawang and I continued to move forward. If it really didn't work, I would pull down the golden arhat who was staying on Lingshan again to take the blame.

After we parted, Huang Bawang and I walked forward all the way. The ordinary zombies naturally couldn't stop me. They were all naturally generated zombies, not those that were sacrificed by others, so their strength was even worse.

In front of us, they were almost the same as tofu dregs. Just as we were about to break into the front of the black jar, a guy wearing a skirt armor, a bone helmet made of a deer skull and holding a leather drum in his hand walked out.

"Outsiders, those who covet immortality, will inevitably receive the price of destruction!"

When he spoke, his eyes were very weak, just like a wooden sculpture or a doll in someone else's hand.

This is a shaman, who seems to be a shaman with great ability hundreds of years ago.

In the story of Hu Jiu's grandma, all those who can board this boat are powerful figures, but now, no matter how powerful he is, he has become a machine without his will.

There is no reason to say about this kind of thing. It is not easy to use logic disorder in science fiction blockbusters. If you want to pass, the only way is to defeat him.

Huang Bawang was already aggressive, but now he couldn't help it. He took a big shovel and slapped the guy in the head.

The shaman was wearing a deer helmet on his head, and two balls of black gas suddenly emerged from the deer skull's eye sockets.

The black four-dimensional figure jumped up from his head, and the huge antlers pushed towards Huang Bawang's chest.

Huang Bawang was startled and hurriedly pulled back the shovel and crossed his chest.

After a loud bang, Huang Bawang was hit by the black deer soul and flew out.

The shaman was in power and slapped the skin drum with his thin hands. The mist around him instantly dissipated, and the air actually formed a drum surface and kept beating.

There was a loud noise, and Venus appeared in front of Huang Bawang's eyes. This was Huang Bawang. If someone else had the brains to be shaken out.

When I saw that the situation was wrong, Huang Bawang was not the opponent of this guy. He immediately cut out a sword. The Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword that had not been used for a long time flew out. I want to see if they are considered evil things.

A flash of lightning, the deer soul was directly shattered, and the bone helmet on the shaman's head also shattered and turned into sand.

But this shaman had other means. The golden bell rang and countless black snakes formed a snake wall.

The snake was just an illusory thing, and under the attack of the power of thunder, it completely dissipated. The golden bell in the shaman's hand, the luster I lost completely, turned into a piece of scrap iron.

Once I tried to take action, I would be sure that this shaman was also a dead person and would be restrained by thunder.

I acted very quickly. Before the shaman could take another action, Ruomu sword stabbed out, the golden crow spread its wings, and the flames directly swallowed the guy.

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but I actually saw the shaman laughing at me gratefully in the fire.

I had just wiped out one shaman, and suddenly, several more shamans walked out from under the deck.

They looked no different from the one before, they were all dead.

Although they were dead, their strength was retained quite well, and more than half of their strength was preserved. This is extremely rare. This kind of spell is definitely the kind that can make people break their heads when put outside.

The five shamans brought me a lot of oppression, and the same was true for Huang Bawang, and he didn't dare to continue to show off.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, I suddenly heard a sound coming from my feet.

It was also the sound of fighting, and it was very lively.

I thought about it and found that there are only two people who can still be on the boat except us.

I was naturally happy to find out their whereabouts, but the situation we are facing is not optimistic now.

"What should I do? These things are not easy to deal with!"

Huang Bawang turned his head and said in a low voice.

"Perform when you see the opportunity. Look at me, you can get on, I run, you can run!"

There was no result when the stalemate continued. Those characters were still fading. No matter how I looked, they seemed like something was sealed in the jar, and I was about to get out of trouble now.

Time is urgent, so I plan to do my best to do the previous wave. If I do, everyone will be happy. If I don’t, I will run away naturally.

Huang Bawang clenched the shovel tightly and swallowed. At this moment, I suddenly rushed out, and the cremation of Fumu turned into a sea of ​​fire, trapping the five shamans in the sea of ​​fire together.

Countless flames formed birds and branches, constantly sucking towards the shamans.

The five of them are combined together, and this battle is definitely not easy to fight, but I can separate them and attack them separately.

These five shamans are not as strong as the previous one. Therefore, after being separated by the flames, I attacked and burned a shaman with one sword.

Similarly, I saw the shaman's smile again, as if I had completely killed him, how much help he was.

This method has been repeated three times in a row, and the five shamans have fallen down three times.

Just as I was about to do it, the shipboard under my feet suddenly exploded and two figures rushed out of the cabin.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!