"Be careful! This guy's evil magic is very weird, please avoid it!" Zhang Langzhong loudly reminded everyone that the silver needle in his hand was ready. He calmly glanced at the battle situation, looking for the best opportunity to take action.
During the fierce battle, everyone gradually discovered that every time the black-faced man casts the "Bone-Eating Demon Flame", his body will have a brief stiffness, which seems to be a backlash of magic power brought by evil magic.
This is an opportunity!
The man in white had quick eyes and hands. While dodging a demonic flame, he stabbed the black-faced man in the chest with a sword. The black-faced man had to hurriedly dodge, and the originally fierce offensive also had flaws.
Li Liehuo seized the opportunity and slashed at the black-faced man's arm with the hunting knife. Zhao Blacksmith waved the iron hammer and hit the black-faced man's legs.
The black-faced man screamed, staggered a few steps, and let out an unwilling roar.
"Come on it!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted loudly, and the sharp sword in her hand flashed with cold light. She and everyone launched a fierce attack on the Black-faced Man again.
The sword lights intertwined, the sword shadows overlapped, the Buddha light shone, and the attacks of everyone rushed towards the Black-faced Man like a tide, and the Black-faced Man began to retreat step by step.
"Impossible! This is impossible!" The black-faced man roared, unable to believe everything in front of him.
Just when everyone thought victory was in sight, the black-faced man suddenly stopped retreating. His sinister eyes swept across everyone, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a dying beast, exuding a heart-wrenching aura.
The black-faced man laughed wildly, his laughter was shrill and sharp, like the cry of the night owl, which was creepy.
"Since that's the case, let's get buried with you together!" His body began to swell, and his skin was filled with a strange red light, like an inflatable blood cell that could burst at any time.
A suffocating pressure spread, making everyone breathless.
The smell of burnt was filled with the air, as if something was burning.
"No! He wants to self-destruct!" Zhang Langzhong exclaimed, his face pale.
Everyone suddenly became in chaos and fled around in horror, but found that there was nowhere to hide.
The black-faced man expanded faster and faster, and the pressure he emitted became stronger and stronger, like a volcano that was about to erupt, which could swallow them at any time.
"I haven't married yet!" Liehuo shouted in despair with a sad face.
Luo Xiaoyu held the sword in her hand tightly, and the sweat on the hilt soaked her palms.
She thought of her kind mother at home, and her heart was filled with regret.
Xiaohong and the man in white hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's body temperature, as if this was their last comfort.
Xiaohong closed her eyes and tears fell silently.
The fear of death surged like a tide, flooding her.
The black-faced man's body expanded to its limit, and his skin began to crack, revealing the bright red muscle tissue inside.
A devastating force brewed in his body, and the air around him began to twist.
Everyone was so oppressed by this force that they could not breathe, as if they were in the deep sea, about to be crushed by huge water pressure.
"Farewell forever..." Xiaohong murmured to himself, holding the man in white tightly with his fingers connected.
"Boom--" There was a loud bang, deafening.
"Let's go..." An old voice appeared out of nowhere, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.
An old man in blue clothes appeared out of thin air, with a childish face and a fairy-like appearance.
He waved the whisk in his hand, and a soft light enveloped the black-faced man, and his swelling body quickly returned to its original state like a deflated ball.
The suffocating pressure disappeared, and the burnt smell in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint fragrance.
Everyone looked at the old man in blue clothes who appeared out of thin air in shock, as if they saw the arrival of the gods.
When the black-faced man saw the old man in blue, his originally ferocious expression instantly became extremely frightened, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his body trembled involuntarily.
"You...you are still alive!" His voice croaked, with a hint of incredible fear.
Everyone looked at each other, their hearts full of doubts.
Who is this old man?
Why can the black-faced man’s self-destruction be resolved so easily?
What kind of grudges does he have with the Blackfaced Man?
The old man in blue did not pay attention to the terror of the black-faced man, but took out a treasure from his wide sleeves.
This gem looks like a lotus, crystal clear and radiant, illuminating the entire space.
Everyone was attracted by the light of this treasure,
"This is the 'Pure World Lotus', which can help you improve your strength and kill demons and eliminate demons." The old man in green clothes said calmly, but with unquestionable majesty.
When everyone heard this, their eyes were filled with surprise and desire.
The originally desperate mood was wiped out, replaced by the burning fighting spirit.
They were full of gratitude to the old man in blue shirt.
"Thank you for giving me the treasure!" Everyone said in unison, their voices full of excitement and excitement.
The old man in blue nodded slightly, his eyes swept across everyone, and finally stopped on the black-faced man, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.
"This treasure is powerful, you need to use it with caution..." Before the old man finished speaking, a trace of greed flashed in the black-faced man's eyes and his figure flashed...
The greedy light in the black-faced man's eyes was as hot as a poisonous snake, and his originally terrified expression was instantly replaced by madness.
He roared, like a wounded beast, rushing towards the old man in blue regardless of everything, his five fingers formed into claws, and took the "Pure Shilian" in the old man's hand.
His attack was determined, as if to tear everything apart.
The strong wind carried the black air on his body, like a devil with his teeth and claws, whistling at the old man in blue.
He was extremely fast and was as elusive as ghostly.
The old man in blue clothes faced the black-faced attack like a storm, but he just waved his whisk lightly.
A soft light flashed, and the black-faced man flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, hitting hard on the wall, making a muffled sound.
He struggled to get up, but found that he was as if he was bound and unable to move.
Everyone saw this scene and was amazed at the old man's strength. They looked at the old man.
"This person is at the end of his strength, so you don't need to be afraid!" The old man in blue-shirt gestured, and everyone immediately understood.
They took out their weapons one after another, cooperated with tacit understanding, and attacked the black-faced man together.
Master Lingyin recited the Buddha's name, and the Buddhist beads in his hand emitted a golden light, shining on the black-faced man, causing him to howl painfully; Blacksmith Zhao waved the hammer in his hand, and every time he hit it, it was a thousand pounds of force, and the air was filled with the harsh sound of metal collisions; Li Liehu and Wang Liehu cooperated tacitly, one in front and one behind, and the spear in his hand was like a spirit snake to take the key points of the black-faced man.
Xiaohong looked at the old man in blue with gratitude. She snuggled tightly beside the man in white, feeling the warmth coming from him. This moment of peace seemed particularly precious.
They looked at each other and smiled, while Grandma Lin bowed deeply to the old man in blue, thanking him for saving his life. Her people celebrated each other, and the joy of surviving the disaster was overflowing on their faces, and friendship became deeper in this life-and-death test.
With the help of the "Pure World Lotus", everyone's strength has increased greatly.
The blade in Luo Xiaoyu's hand flashed with cold light, and every swing was powerful; Zhang Langzhong used his proficient medical skills to find the weaknesses of the black-faced man and attack more accurately; Elder Chen used his rich knowledge to point out the movement trajectory of the black-faced man to everyone, making everyone's attack more efficient.
A series of scars began to appear on the black-faced man's body, and blood stained his robes red.
He felt scared and began to realize that he was no match for everyone.
He wanted to escape, but found that he was surrounded by everyone and could not escape.
The black-faced man was forced back to the corner by everyone. He gasped. He growled, clenched his fists, as if he was still making the final struggle...
The black-faced man was forced into the corner of the wall, like a trapped beast, and his heavy breathing echoed in the cramped space.
The unwillingness in his eyes almost turned into substance, his clenched fists trembled slightly, and his knuckles turned white with force.
He scanned the people surrounding him, and the tip of Luo Xiaoyu's sword flashed with cold light, the silver needles in the hands of Doctor Zhang flashed, and Elder Chen's hair and beard were all wide. Everyone looked like a hunter, and he was the lamb to be slaughtered.
He let out a low growl, with a hint of madness in despair, trying to find a hint of escape, but in vain.
Everyone stared at him vigilantly, not daring to relax at all.
Luo Xiaoyu's sword edge always pointed at the black-faced man's throat, and the silver needle in the hand of Doctor Zhang was ready to take action at any time.
Elder Chen squinted his eyes and observed the black-faced man's every move, as if he could see through what he was thinking.
The air was filled with tension, and even the surrounding space seemed to solidify, so depressing that it made people breathless.
Suddenly, a white light flashed and an old man in white appeared out of thin air.
He has a childish face and his clothes are fluttering, like a banished immortal.
His appearance made the originally tense atmosphere even more weird.
When the black-faced man saw the old man in white, his originally fierce eyes instantly turned into fear, and his pupils suddenly contracted, as if he saw the god of death from hell.
His originally straight back was also hunched down, as if all his strength had been removed.
Everyone was also surprised by the appearance of the old man in white. They didn't know who the old man in white was, nor why he came.
The sword in Luo Xiaoyu's hand trembled slightly, and Doctor Zhang also stopped the movement in his hand, while Elder Chen stared at the old man in white.
"Please...please...get me..." The black-faced man trembled and begged for mercy to the old man in white. His voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows.
He knelt humbly on the ground, kowtowing constantly, his forehead hitting the ground and made a dull sound, and blood flowed down his forehead, dyeing the ground red.
The old man in white looked at him quietly, without saying anything, with deep eyes as if he could penetrate everything.
He slowly raised his hand and pointed at the black-faced man, his tone was cold, "Do you know your guilt?"
The black-faced man trembled all over, raised his head in horror, and looked at the old man in white, his lips trembled, but he couldn't speak.
The old man in white ignored his fear and continued, "Do you know, everything you did..."
The old man in white was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.
He said slowly: "Do you know that everything you do not only harms many innocent people, but also destroys the peace of this land. You steal treasures, harm the villagers, and use everyone's trust and goodwill, but turn all this into your own use, aggravating the suffering in the world."
His words trembled like thunder, and everyone's hearts aroused waves of anger.
Luo Xiaoyu's sword tip trembled slightly, and her black-faced man felt as if he was struck by lightning. His body trembled violently, and sweat was like rain, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.
"You can't deny all this, right?" The old man in white still had a calm voice, but the majesty inside made people shudder.
The scene in front of the black-faced man seemed to become blurred, and his heart was filled with regret and fear.
He collapsed to the ground, hugged his head, and sobbed in a low voice.
Tears mixed with sweat dripped onto the ground, as if lamenting his sins.
Xiaohong stood in the crowd, her eyes were complicated.
She saw the regret in the black-faced man and felt a little pity in her heart, but she also knew that justice must be fulfilled.
She clenched her fists and said firmly: "No matter how regret he regrets now, he cannot change his former crimes. He must be punished as he deserves."
The old man in white glanced over everyone and nodded, as if he was approving Xiaohong's firmness.
He slowly raised his hand, and a clear light emanated from his fingertips, gradually condensed into a ball of light, and gently fell on the black-faced man.
The black-faced man's body stiffened, followed by a violent tremor.
He felt an invisible force pouring into his body, instantly sealing all his abilities.
"From now on, you can never do evil again." The old man in white said with determination.
The black-faced man collapsed on the ground, his eyes were unconscious, as if he had lost all his consciousness.
Everyone was filled with relief when they watched this scene.
Justice was finally fully promoted, and their respect for the old man in white reached its peak.
Elder Chen walked forward and bowed deeply: "Thank you, sir, for your justice and wisdom, that we can see hope."
The old man in white smiled and nodded, his eyes turned to Xiaohong and the man in white standing aside.
The two looked at each other and smiled. At that moment, it seemed that all the suffering and struggles disappeared, and only the bright future in front of them made people yearn for it.
Xiaohong and the man in white smiled at each other, their eyes shining with each other's pride and love.
They are proud to be able to participate in such a just thing, and their hearts are filled with beautiful visions of the future.
The corners of the man in white raised his mouth gently, and the faint smile contained a firm belief, as if telling Xiaohong that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were, he would be with her and face them together.
Grandma Lin stood aside, staring at the scene intently, with kindness and comfort flashing in her eyes.
She seemed to watch her children grow up and mature step by step.
She whispered softly, "You kids have grown up after all." The words were filled with some relief and some pride.
She raised her hands slightly, as if she wanted to applaud these children, but in the end she just smiled quietly, as if everything was as expected.
Everyone celebrated each other, and everyone excitedly exchanged the thrills and excitement just now.
Luo Xiaoyu put away his sword, and a proud smile appeared on her face. She patted Liehuo on the shoulder and said loudly: "Today is so happy! We have taken another big step forward!" Liehuo smiled honestly, nodded, and a firm light flashed in her eyes.
Zhang Langzhong breathed a sigh of relief, the silver needle in his hand trembled slightly, and he turned to Grandma Lin and said, "Thank you for your support. Without you, we can't get here."
Elder Chen looked around and a hint of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He whispered loudly: "Today we not only defeated a villain, but also made our friendship deeper. The road ahead is still long, and we need to continue to move forward hand in hand."
The old man in white glanced gently across everyone and said slowly: "You have passed part of the test of the mysterious space, and there are more challenges and truths waiting for you next. The real test has just begun. Are you ready?"
Everyone's hearts were suddenly filled with expectation and determination, and a firm flame burned in their eyes.
Luo Xiaoyu was the first to stand up and responded loudly: "We are all ready! No matter what is ahead, we will face it together!"
The old man in white nodded slightly, his eyes deep, as if he had seen the hope of the future through everyone.
He whispered: "It's great, the road ahead will only be more difficult. But as long as there is light in your heart, you will eventually find your own light."
Everyone nodded, Xiaohong held the hand of the man in white tightly and said softly: "Let's keep moving forward together."
The old man in white nodded, waved his hands, and the air around him seemed to have become frozen instantly.
An inexplicable sense of tension arose in everyone's hearts, but their eyes were full of determination and curiosity.
At this moment, the old man in white smiled slightly and looked into the distance, as if he had seen something unknown, leaving behind a meaningful sentence: "The real challenge is about to begin..."
Everyone continued to move forward with anticipation and walked through a dense jungle.
As they penetrated, the light around them gradually became darker, tall trees covered the sky and the air was filled with a humid and corrupt atmosphere.
A faint discomfort arose in everyone's heart, as if there was a danger approaching.
"Be careful!" The old man in white suddenly made a sound to remind him. His voice was low and powerful, instantly breaking the silence around him.
Everyone immediately became alert, leaned tightly together, and observed the surroundings with caution.
The surrounding trees rustled, as if something was passing through it.
Suddenly, a group of evil beasts surged out from all directions!
They had different figures, ferocious faces, and rushed towards everyone with their teeth and claws.
"Ah!" Luo Xiaoyu exclaimed and subconsciously hid behind Xiaohong.
The sudden attack made everyone a little panicked, but soon, they reacted.
Liehuo and Zhao Blacksmith took the lead in meeting them. They waved their weapons and fought fiercely with the evil beasts.
The hunting knife in Liehun's hand flashed coldly, and each knife accurately cut the vital points of the evil beast.
Blacksmith Zhao waved a huge hammer, and every time he swung, he smashed the evil beast into pieces with a thunderous momentum.
Their courage made everyone admire him and inspired the morale of others.
Grandma Lin and Xiaohong hid behind everyone and cheered them up.
Chapter completed!