Chapter 69

As the fog continues to advance, the figure inside the fog is becoming clearer and clearer.

At this time, Wu Zhu also called out.

"Young people, go around and protect evil spirits. Don't let them rush in. Others, kneel down and pray with me."

Under the command of Wu Zhu, Lu Chen led some people to defend the periphery.

And Wu Zhu, is with the village women, children, kneeling to pray.

At the same time, it also uses a special torch to light the totem pole.

Yes, I ignited the totem pole where the souls of our ancestors were stored.

As the flame ignited, a ray of fire appeared at the top of the totem pole.

The fire did not look bright, but it gave people a sense of peace of mind.

With the praying of the people nearby, the sounds of hunting and celebration came from those flames.

"The voice Is there really a soul of barbarians in the totem pole

The voice in the totem pole makes Lu Chen have an idea.

It's just that this is not the time to explore.

Looking around, Lu Chen found that the effect was obvious with the burning of the totem pole.

After that, the totem stopped in the fog.

However, although the fog stopped, it did not mean to retreat at all.

At the same time, the shadow in the fog is also solidifying.

And soon, there is a figure, completely solidified, and out of the fog.

"Chula

As soon as the figure rushed into the scope of the totem flame, there was a hissing sound on his body, which was the sound of the fog and black shadow being melted.

When the fog and black shadow melted, Lu Chen could clearly feel that the barbarian man's fighting voice was louder in the burning fire on the totem pole in the village.

"After burning the totem pole, it can suppress or even melt evil spirits. This is the base card of the barbarians. However, if it burns like this, it should not be used several times."

In the heart produced such an idea, but Lu Chen itself, did not stop, but quickly toward the dark shadow in the past.

There are also the direction of the black man.

Because behind them are the clansmen, and even there are their own wives and children. The barbarians stationed there are not repelled by fear, but fiercely rush up with wooden spears.

"Die for me."

In an instant, more than ten spears pierced the evil spirit, among them, there was a bloody warrior.

With the efforts of those people, especially under the light of the totem flame, the evil spirit has been slow to react too much, and the body has been constantly melting.

Therefore, before Lu Chen passed away, the evil spirit was eliminated.

And this, also let Lu Chen a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, the barbarians here are not all rubbish. After all, they have lived here for a lot of time. They still have a hand in dealing with evil spirits. If it wasn't for the existence of the mysterious situation, they would not have ended up destroying the village."

A large number of strong and strong barbarians finally let Lu Chen relieve the pressure a little.

At the same time, focusing on the burning speed of the totem pole, Lu Chen also found that the burning speed was not fast.

"So we can make it through this day."

Such an idea appeared in Lu Chen's mind, but just as it appeared, in the fog, there was vocal music coming in.

The vocal music in the fog is a very common rural leisure musical instrument. There are drums, gongs, horns and flutes.

The combination of these things is not so beautiful, but hearing the sound makes Lu Chen feel at ease.

In particular, the sound of the flute sounded in Lu Chen's heart. Listening to it, he felt a sense of returning home. In that sense of security, Lu Chen's consciousness wanted to go deep into sleep.

However, the next moment, a sword sound sounded in Lu Chen's mind. Such a sound made Lu Chen wake up in an instant.

"There's something wrong with that voice. Don't listen."

After waking up, Lu Chen finds that there are nearly 100 people in the square who are dizzy and want to stand up.

Look at their appearance, it seems that sleep is not sleep, as if sleepwalking in general.

But it won't happen. Hundreds of people sleepwalk at the same time.

The problem before us clearly shows that there is something wrong with the sound, especially the sound of the flute.

However, Lu Chen can wake up by relying on the will of master swordsmanship blessing, but others are not as tough as Lu Chen.

Among them, the middle-aged men are all right. Their hunting life all the year round makes them have a strong will. Although they sleepwalk, many of them just stand still.

However, the women and children in the family did not have such will. Many people stood up and walked into the fog beyond the flame with a reassuring smile on their faces.

And their actions also make Lu Chen hesitant.

"I can't use the bully, but I have to deal with the danger of bullying for a few days.""What's more, my overbearing coverage is still too small to wake everyone up."

When Lu Chen feels headache and hesitates, suddenly, there is the sound of roaring and killing from the center of the totem pole.

"War, war, war..."

"Drink, ha..."

"Kill..."

The voice seemed to be the final brilliance of the will of the barbarian soldiers before they died in battle. The large amount of shouting and drinking together made Lu Chen have a feeling of blood boiling.

For Lu Chen, it's just blood boiling, but for other barbarians, it's the sound of life-saving.

The roar of a large number of soldiers made some women sober up. The hard life all the year round made these women's will not be low.

However, there are still some children, especially some orphans, who are still smiling at ease and are going to walk into the fog.

Compared with adults, children's will is a little weak.

Fortunately, the awakened adults immediately seized the children beside them and stopped their movements.

But at this time, there are still a few children, went to the fog, and that fog, also stretched out the palm, grabbed at the children.

"Save people."

Without other people calling, Lu Chen quickly stepped forward.

There was a child nearby who was about to be caught in the fog.

However, Lu Chen, who arrived nearby, happened to see a barbarian. Before he arrived, he controlled the child.

But in the fog, there was a palm, which caught the barbarian.

Without pulling a man's hand, Lu Chen grabs the palm of his hand in the mist.

"Come here."

Lu Chen, with a burst temperament, is ready to pull out the evil spirit in the fog and kill him directly.

However, the right hand stretched forward, Lu Chen's palm, but directly through the past, did not touch the palm at all.

"Shit"

with a roar, Lu Chen didn't give up, but pulled his right hand back, stretched his left hand forward, and grabbed the palm.

As for Lu Chen's action, the palm of his hand in the fog suddenly did not change at all, and he still maintained the posture of stretching forward and grabbing people. The evil spirit did not seem to think that anyone could grasp it.

However, Lu Chen's left hand is special. It's the palm that is infected by the power of ghosts and gods. If such a hand can't catch the ghost, it makes people laugh.

In this way, when the palm in the fog did not hide, Lu Chen's left hand stretched forward, and soon touched the ghost hand stretched out in the fog.

But this time, he didn't grasp the air, the cold touch, into Lu Chen's nerve.

"Got you. Get out of here."

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