Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 199 No one can stop me
A ball of witchcraft energy surged from behind Shang Lu and wrapped around him, not only covering him with a layer of witchcraft armor, but also improving his reaction, speed and even the circulation of blood and energy in his body.

However, while Feng Boyuan was breaking the witch formation on the Dragon-Breaking Stone, he also took the time to cast a strengthening spell on Shang Lu.

Even the spider's legs held in Shang Lu's hand became sharper and stronger under the effect of this witchcraft.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly, a huge figure rushed out from the tomb passage.

The figure was burly and majestic, like a giant bear, filling the tomb passage to the brim.

As it ran, the body rubbed against the ceiling and walls of the tomb, causing a burst of fire, which also added considerable momentum to the figure.

In the blink of an eye, this burly and majestic figure rushed in front of Shang Lu.

He swung his huge fist, like a meteor falling to the ground, and smashed towards Shanglu with unparalleled momentum.

"boom--"

This punch with amazing momentum was taken by Shang Lu.

Powerful blood energy burst out from Shang Lu's left fist, not only dispersing the power of the opponent's punch, but also shattering the opponent's giant fist.

At the same time, the spider leg held in Shang Lu's hand stabbed into the heart of the burly figure like thunder.

But there was no blood or flesh splattering, only flying wood chips.

The burly figure that attacked Shanglu was not a flesh and blood body, but a wooden statue.

The wooden statue collapsed when the spider's leg stabbed it in the heart.

But instead of being destroyed, they were transformed into a group of small puppets.

They were divided into two groups, one group attacked Shang Lu fiercely, and the other group flew past the gap beside him and rushed straight to Feng Boyuan who broke the witch formation.

At first glance, the puppets appear to have developed a sense of self.

Many people who suddenly encounter this situation will regard them as monsters with spiritual powers.

But Shang Lu, with his eyes blessed by the Liver God, saw thin threads floating out from the bodies of these puppets and drifting towards the depths of the tomb.

These filaments are made of resentment, and Shang Lu really has no way to destroy them.

However, the witch had taught Shanglu and could not find a way to break the evil spell, so he directly killed the person who cast the spell.

Therefore, Shang Lu ignored the puppet that pounced on Feng Boyuan, nor did he care about the puppet that attacked him, but just stared at the depths of the tomb passage.

Although the puppet's hands and feet were as sharp as knives, they could not hurt him - not even the witchcraft armor on his body could be broken.

In an instant, Shang Lu made a discovery.

"Got you!"

His eyes narrowed and locked onto his target.

The puppeteer who controls these puppets is a short and thin puppeteer.

This man hid behind several of his companions, performing secret techniques and controlling puppets with his resentment, and he didn't know he had been exposed.

Shang Lu groaned, stimulated his blood and energy, shattered the puppets in front of him, then used his archery skills to throw the spider leg in his hand as a hidden weapon.

"Shh-"

The spider's legs spiraled out at an extremely fast speed.

It instantly hit the puppeteer, cutting him in half.

"what?"

The puppeteer just reacted after being tricked.

He looked down at his body and saw nothing was wrong, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared me..."

He was about to sneer, but because he opened his mouth to lose his temper, his body began to change and he heard a slight "puff" sound in his ear.

The next moment, there was a deafening "puff" sound.

A line of blood suddenly appeared on the puppeteer's waist.

Blood gushed out wildly, covering the heads and faces of the evil spirits nearby.

"This is not..."

The puppeteer wanted to say "This is impossible", but he only said two words and couldn't say the rest.

His body tilted.

The upper body slid to the ground, but the lower body remained standing.

His face was filled with astonishment, and he died instantly.

As soon as the puppeteer died, the threads of resentment he released dissipated immediately, and the puppets he controlled fell to the ground like raindrops, and quickly decayed, turning into wood chips on the ground, revealing the pieces of human bones hidden inside.

Before Shang Lu could catch his breath, countless severed hands, like a tide, rushed along the walls and ceiling of the tomb and quickly entangled Shang Lu.

These severed hands knew they couldn't break Shang Lu's defense, so they just grabbed him, pulled him, and entangled him.

Try your best to restrict Shanglu's actions.

At the same time, heads flew out from the dark tomb passage.

Most of these heads belonged to women and children, their faces filled with misery and pain.

Although only their heads were left, they seemed to be alive and could speak:

"Master, please be kind and give us some food. We are hungry!"

"Give us something to eat, for our pity!"

"Give us your blood and your flesh to eat!"

These heads opened their mouths wide and begged from Shanglu.

But what they beg for is not money or rice, but flesh and blood.

They rushed forward, wanting to take advantage of the moment when Shang Lu was caught by the severed hand to eat him!
And an angry roar came from the tomb passage:
"You dare to lie to me? I will use the art of cutting and dismembering life to make you become like these people, neither human nor ghost!"

It was Zhang Ling who called himself the Beggar Immortal.

At this moment, he was like a human-shaped spider.

Six or seven legs emerged from the lower body, some thick, some thin, some long, some short, which looked weird and strange, but it made the running speed extremely fast.

It can even run on the top and walls of the tomb like a spider.

"You showed your head!"

Shang Lu ignored the severed hands that were grabbing and entangled with him, nor did he pay attention to the head that was flying towards him. He just stared at Zhang Ling and grinned.

"Show your head? What do you mean?"

Zhang Ling, who had turned into a humanoid spider, didn't understand what Shang Lu meant.

"Show your head and you'll be gone in seconds."

Shang Lu's beast whip turned into a flash of lightning and flew towards Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was clearly outside the attack range of the beast whip, but his intuition was warning him that he was in danger.

The six or seven legs under him were hurriedly carrying him backwards.

Sure enough, although the whip could not reach him, a strong blood energy flew out from the tip of the whip, like an extension of the whip, and attacked him.

"boom--"

Zhang Ling, who was retreating, was bumped by his companions who were rushing up from behind, making him unable to retreat any further.

Zhang Ling was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

In a hurry, he hid on the top of the tomb while pinching his hands to make his two legs fly out to meet the blood.

Others were flying swords, but Zhang Ling was flying hands and feet.

"boom--"

The two flying human legs hit the blood and were instantly torn into pieces.

But it also slowed down the bleeding, allowing Zhang Ling to climb to the top of the tomb.

He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue backing away along the top of the tomb, but suddenly he noticed something on his body.

Zhang Ling turned his head and saw that it was the puppeteer who had been chopped into two pieces just now. At this moment, the upper body of the puppeteer was hugging his legs and smiling at him with his mouth open.

"You didn't die?"

Zhang Ling asked in surprise.

He originally thought that the puppeteer wanted to escape with him.

However, he didn't expect that the puppeteer, with a strange smile on his face, suddenly stretched his head to his crotch and bit it.

"what--"

Zhang Ling's screams instantly echoed throughout the tomb passage.

(End of this chapter)