On the big river of Borneo, a silver ship docked at the water's edge. At this time, it is rainy season, and the river is surging. Such a ship can also be parked. Samanlang stepped on the water, skillfully hooked the bow from a branch on one side, and jumped onto the deck. He carried a three foot high basket of Rattan Baskets with some plants and unknown things scattered inside.

The most conspicuous thing was a small silver white metal box, which was carefully carried by samanlang and got into the big ship. There were only two rooms in the cabin, and one of the doors gave off a cold metallic luster.

Samanlang pressed his right hand on the door, and a blue light swept through his body. The door slid silently to both sides. Inside was a small but well-equipped laboratory. Chen ang is scanning the instrument with a slide.

In the blue solution in front of him, a wisp of blood red silk thread outlined a strange pattern. Shamanlang carefully opened the white metal box, which contained several transparent collection boxes, several bright tree frogs, poisonous snakes, and some highly toxic organisms that could not see species.

"Master!" samanlang folded his hands and said respectfully, "when I went to collect medicine, I heard the natives nearby say that they found many traces of struggle in the jungle. It doesn't look like a large animal. I went to see it and found human blood."

"Many weapons and bullet marks were found nearby, but no signs of injuries to the creatures attacking those people were found. Two abandoned ships were also found, one fell down a waterfall and the other stopped near the holy land. Will the Dragon King..."

Chen Angtou didn't lift his head, stared at the microscope and said, "don't worry about him. The Dragon King will deal with everything and concentrate on studying and restoring witches. Only when you restore the witchcraft land in Borneo can it be completely safe."

Chen ang entered a series of formulas in the database and prepared to take time to send them to the sixth genetic laboratory of endless. Now he mainly studies the dynamic relationship between blood orchid and the environment, which is related to the drug analysis of Blood Orchid drugs. Chen ang himself is a team of traditional Chinese medicine, while the sixth laboratory specializes in modern genetics.

"Bring me the number eight!" Chen ang ordered shamanlang.

Samanlang carefully opened the glass cabinet next to him, nervously took out an ecological box and handed it to Chen ang. A tree frog the size of a blood red thumb was dormant quietly. Chen ang flicked his fingers at it and it turned its belly obediently.

Samanlang didn't dare to underestimate the poison. He saw it lick the crocodile's blood with his own eyes. In only three seconds, the lovely little thing poisoned a two meter long crocodile.

The snow-white belly of the tree frog obediently faces Chen ang and allows him to touch it. Chen ang uses the dropper to absorb a quarter of a drop of Blood Orchid solution and drip it on the belly of the tree frog. The blood red solution melted into the belly of the tree frog. It was strangely red. The little tree frog turned up and his belly was bulging.

A trace of blood seeped into its body. Shamanlang felt that the blood patterns on its back were getting redder and redder. He quickly pricked his fingers and put them into the eco box, allowing the tree frog to suck.

With the passage of time, samanlang's face became whiter and whiter. He quickly took a fishy pill from his arms and took it. His face turned into a strange flush. A trace of black gas covered his face. With the sucking of the tree frog, it turned into a black line and disappeared into the tree frog's body.

"The sorcery of Borneo is too primitive. Stimulating your body with poison can certainly play a role in exercise, but the damage to your body is too violent. No wonder your wizards have a deep breath, and the body circulation is Yin and unbalanced. Samanlang, you insist on practicing poison sorcery. In the future, your body fluids are highly toxic and can't easily contact with humans."

Samanlang bowed his head and said respectfully, "master mercy, the witchcraft inherited by our people is like this. I only wish witchcraft can be passed on smoothly in my generation, and I dare not expect anything else."

With a sigh, Chen ang spread out the bark totem inherited by the aborigines and pointed out: "your ancestors found the poison in the rainforest, which has a magical adaptation to the blood orchid, and used this comprehensive response to refine the magic medicine of the blood of God to prolong your life."

"But this method is too primitive and crude. I have improved this process by using the Gu Shu inherited from the Miao area of China and the primitive witchcraft of your tribe, improved the purification ability of Blood Orchid toxin, and can prolong your life for at least 500 years. In this process, you should constantly take some poisons and witches, and take a large amount of Blood Orchid every seven years."

Samanlang stroked his chest and said, "I will go to central earth to inherit the guru's magic skills, find a kind-hearted disciple for the guru in miaojiang, and swear to protect the holy land of blood orchid to the death."

"With my keepsake, two snake kings will cooperate with you. You can also choose one of the snakes as your witchcraft partner." Chen ang said faintly: "The most important thing of witch medicine is the life blood bug. You should protect it carefully and don't let it appear outside your body. The blood bug absorbs blood orchids and toxins and parasitizes in your heart to control and purify your blood and prolong your life."

"You can use the blood bug to control and command poisonous insects to avoid and frighten the wild animals in the jungle. Even if you are seriously injured, you can also heal by summoning poisons. If the blood bug doesn't die, you won't die."

The blood red poison frog jumped into Chen Ang's palm at some time. A pair of golden eyes looked straight at Sha manlang. It jumped and fell into the blue solution. The blood of the blood orchid seemed to have life and quickly shrunk around it into a small ball. Chen ang picked up the colloidal ball from the solution and handed it to Sha manlang.

Looking at the floating tree frog in the blood red sphere, samanlang swallowed it.

His face began to turn strange blood red, and people were also dizzy. Chen ang waved his hand and pulled him away from the laboratory. Such an important experimental body can't make him any trouble. Shamanlang stumbled onto the deck, his eyes turned and his whole body twitched.

"Help!" two dark figures in the distance saw the ship and ran towards this side excitedly. Behind them, there was a white woman who was helped to go this way. A monkey jumped on the boat quickly and saw Chen ang. He climbed up to him smartly and bowed to him.

"Ha! You're smart." Chen ang smiled and touched its head, allowing it to climb up its own shoulder.

The two men who were in the lead got on the boat and hurriedly said to Chen ang, "go and help me. My companion can't walk."

Chen ang gave them a cold look and felt the familiar smell behind him. He sneered. The white man only said how hard his companions walked from beginning to end, but didn't mention it. Why didn't he dare to help his companions by himself.

The man next to him hesitated a little, but he quickly reacted and asked Chen ang for help. He saw samanlang twitching in pain. He quickly took out an injection from his pocket and said, "your companion seems to have been poisoned by snake venom. I have a universal serum. If you go down to save them, I'll give him an injection."

These American explorers seem to have never considered the danger of others, or they don't think others have reason not to die for them. It seems that they think they have brought "civilization" to this land.

Looking at Chen Ang's unmoved appearance, he looked back and saw that behind him, a water line on the river quickly approached the ship. One of them angrily said, "don't worry about them, sail, hurry!"

Looking at Chen ang standing in place with a smile, the man took out a gun and pointed it at the center of Chen Ang's eyebrows. He said coldly, "give me the key, or I'll kill you!" the people's Congress next to him shouted: "no key, the captain's room can be started directly."

"Why don't you save your companion?" the man was surprised and Chen ang asked him in fluent English.

"Ha ha! Shit, I thought you couldn't speak English!" the man felt the vibration of the boat under his feet and said excitedly, with a cruel light in his eyes. "Now, I count three, either you jump down or I shoot a bullet into your brain."

He proudly pointed to the water, with a ferocious light in his eyes, and laughed: "now we have someone to fill the beast's stomach!"

"Wait, Ben seems to be shouting something at us!" another man pointed to the shore.

On the Bank of the river, the white man holding the woman and the locals shouted excitedly to the boat. The locals waved to them, and a voice could be vaguely heard: "dadal, Hukesi! Dadal, Hukesi!"

"What does this mean?" the man asked in surprise, and the other man replied, "it seems that he wants us to go back and pick him up!"

"No!" the trembling shaman Lang smiled strangely and said with pain, "dadal is the spirit of all things, and Hukesi is the forgiveness of nature."

"What does this mean?" the man asked with great interest. He stepped forward and wanted to force Chen ang back down the river.

"Wizard, spare your life!" Shaman said with a smile. "He's shouting, wizard, spare your life!"

"You..." just as the man wanted to say something, a huge shadow suddenly ran up. The big snake with a bloody crown bit his upper body, "click!" and the sound of broken bones suddenly rang.

On the far bank of the river, the locals knelt excitedly and pressed their heads tightly.

On the deck, another man looked at the giant snake in disbelief. The demon like giant snake crawled at Chen Ang's feet and lifted him high