"Doctor Zhang, you..." Zhao Blacksmith looked at Doctor Zhang in shock, as if he had known him for the first time.

Doctor Zhang took a deep breath and glanced firmly over everyone: "Now is not the time to talk about this. If everyone works together, they will definitely defeat these monsters!" His tone was full of confidence, infecting the people around him.

The man in white lit up his eyes and tried to condense the power of the wind again.

This time, he was no longer impatient, but slowed down his breathing and felt the flow of the surrounding air.

Gradually, a gentle wind gathered in his palm, whirling, gradually growing, and eventually forming a strong whirlwind swept towards his tentacles.

The tentacles were blown away by the wind and dissipated in the air like black smoke.

Seeing this, Luo Xiaoyu also plucked up the courage, took a deep breath, mobilized the strength of her whole body, grabbed a tentacle, and pulled it hard.

With a "hiss", her tentacles were torn off!

The broken tentacles twisted in pain on the ground for a few times, and then turned into black fog and disappeared.

She shouted excitedly, waved her fists and rushed towards the other tentacles again.

With the encouragement of Doctor Zhang, the man in white and Luo Xiaoyu, the others also adjusted their state and began to try to use their own superpowers.

Blacksmith Zhao turned the metal into a sharp blade and cut it towards the tentacles; Li Liehuo used an invisible force to shake the tentacles away...

Everyone worked together to fight against the dark tentacles.

As everyone counterattacked, the dark tentacles retreated step by step, and the number became smaller and smaller.

Finally, with a shrill roar, all the tentacles disappeared.

The surroundings returned to calm, with only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing the leaves and the excitement of everyone.

The joy of surviving the disaster and the sense of control over new powers made everyone feel unprecedented hope.

They supported each other, with excited smiles on their faces.

However, just as everyone thought the crisis was lifted and just breathed a sigh of relief, a mysterious figure slowly walked towards him in the distance. The figure seemed particularly slender in the afterglow of the sunset, but could not see his face clearly.

The smiles on everyone's faces gradually solidified, staring at the figure with vigilance, and a powerful sense of oppression quietly spread.

"Who is it?" Zhao Blacksmith held the hammer in his hand tightly and asked in a deep voice.

The air seemed to solidify, and only the footsteps of the figure getting closer and closer echoed in the quiet valley.

Chapter 70: The mysterious magic of the shadow appears

The footsteps of the mysterious figure were getting closer and closer, and everyone could clearly see the strange purple light emitted by his body, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, but with a hint of weirdness.

The light shone on everyone's faces, reflecting the vigilance and curiosity intertwined in their eyes.

The air seemed to solidify, and a depressing and mysterious atmosphere enveloped everyone, making people almost breathless.

Li Liehong held the hunting knife tightly with his hand. The roughness of the handle made him feel a little relieved, but the hand holding the knife still trembled slightly, showing his inner tension.

Suddenly, the mysterious figure moved!

He raised his hand and waved it, and a dazzling purple light shot towards everyone like lightning.

Everyone was shocked and avoided.

Zhao Blacksmith reacted the fastest and tried to form a shield in front of him with metal control ability. However, the purple light was like nothing, directly penetrated the metal shield and shot directly at Grandma Lin behind him.

At the critical moment, the man in white flashed and blocked Grandma Lin. At the same time, a powerful force of wind swept out, causing the purple light to slightly deviate from the direction.

The purple light brushed the shoulders of the man in white and left a deep scorch on the ground.

Elder Chen, who was watching, frowned. The power of this purple light was far beyond his imagination.

The mysterious figure seemed to be surprised by the man in white and let out a light eh.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand again, and this time the purple light became more dazzling and more powerful.

The man in white changed his face and hurriedly used the power of the wind to fight back again.

The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening roar, and the surrounding trees were trembling.

At this moment, the mysterious old man who had been silent suddenly took action.

An ancient wooden stick appeared in his hand at some point. With a light wave, a light golden light shrouded everyone.

At the same time, the rune elves also flew into the air and chanted ancient spells. Runes flew like fireflies, blending into the golden light.

The golden light collided with purple light, and the surrounding air fluctuated violently, causing layers of ripples, just like a huge rock thrown into the calm lake.

"Back back!" the mysterious old man shouted in a deep voice.

When everyone heard this, they immediately retreated.

And the mysterious figure shook slightly under the impact of light, and seemed to be affected by some influence.

He raised his head, glanced coldly over everyone, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"interesting."

The purple light spits out letters like a poisonous snake, and it hits again.

Everyone was exhausted and dodged. Luo Xiaoyu couldn't dodge and was hit by the purple light. After a muffled groan, she fell to the ground and moaned in pain.

Seeing this, Xiaohong was anxious and wanted to rush over, but Grandma Lin was held tightly: "Don't go over, it's too dangerous!"

Although the man in white had the power of wind to protect his body, he gradually felt powerless.

The purple light became faster and faster every time. Several scars had been added to his body, his clothes were ragged, blood oozing out, dyeing his collar red.

Liehun's hunting knife was no longer found. He avoided the attack with bare hands and a few blood marks on his body. The heavy breathing sound showed that his physical strength was approaching his limit.

Zhao Blacksmith's metal control ability seemed to have no effect on the strange purple light. He could only barely avoid it with his strong body, his body was green and purple, like ripe plums.

Doctor Zhang was busy dealing with the wounded. He took out the golden sore medicine and bandages from the medicine box and hurriedly bandaged Luo Xiaoyu.
Chapter completed!