"Be careful!" The man in white shouted softly, the long sword in his hand emitted a cold light, and he glanced around vigilantly...

"Wait," Elder Chen suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, "This voice..."

In the dark space, everyone was walking on thin ice, and they were careful every step.

The cold breath was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, tightly entangling them, and the chill penetrated the bone marrow.

There are endless whispers in my ears, like countless ghosts whispering, sometimes far and sometimes close, making people feel heart-pounding.

The air was filled with a decadent smell, mixed with a faint smell of blood, which was disgusting.

Stepping on the cold stone slabs under my feet, there were creaking sounds from time to time, as if this space had its own life and was mocking their arrival.

"This place... is so fucking evil." Luo Xiaoyu cursed in a low voice, holding the short knife in her hand tightly, her rough eyebrows frowned, and her eyes were unconcealed vigilance.

Xiaohong pursed her lips tightly, and the long sword in the white man's hand emitted a faint cold light, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, ready to attack at any time.

The deeper you go, the more depressed the surrounding environment becomes. The walls around you are like towering giant beasts, with teeth and claws, as if they are about to devour them at any time.

The air is getting thinner and thinner, making people breathless.

Everyone was more careful and took a breath, fearing that something would be disturbed.

They scattered and carefully observed every corner around them, hoping to find some clues.

Finally, they found some strange runes on the wall.

Elder Chen carefully identified these runes, frowned, as if recalling something.

Xiaohong and Luo Xiaoyu pointed at the runes and started arguing.

"I think these runes are pointing to the east, and something seems to be summoning me there." Xiaohong's sensitive perception gave her an inexplicable intuition.

"Fart! It's obviously pointing to the west, don't talk nonsense!" Luo Xiaoyu's straightforward temperament made her not buy it at all, and she directly retorted.

The two began to argue fiercely, and the voice became louder and louder, and the scene was tense for a while.

"Enough!" The old man in white suddenly shouted softly, and his thick voice with an unquestionable majesty instantly suppressed the quarrels.

He walked to the wall and observed the runes carefully.

"These runes are not single-pointing, but echo each other and form a complex formation." The old man in white said slowly, his voice carrying a soothing power.

"We need to find a real exit in a specific order." His words calmed down the crowd who had been arguing and realized that his behavior just now was a bit reckless.

Everyone looked at the old man in white, waiting for his next instructions.

Suddenly, a dull sound of "bang" was heard. Doctor Zhang's face was pale, his body shook suddenly, and he fell straight to the ground.

Doctor Zhang groaned, his body shook, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from his forehead.

He covered his chest, bent down in pain, and finally fell to the ground weakly and fell into a coma.

The sudden change shocked everyone. The originally tense atmosphere instantly frozen, and a desperate aura spread out.

"Doctor Zhang!" Xiaohong exclaimed and rushed to Doctor Zhang, tears burst out from her eyes.

She trembled and looked into Doctor Zhang's breath. The faint breath made her feel a little relieved, but she was even more worried.

Luo Xiaoyu was also panicked, her rough face was filled with anxiety, and she stood aside at a loss.

"His old injury has relapsed," Elder Chen squatted down and carefully examined Zhang's injuries, frowned. "This place is cold and wet, which is very harmful to his injuries." His voice was low and solemn, which made everyone's hearts heavier.

Xiaohong held Doctor Zhang's hand tightly and cried and begged God for blessing: "God, please bless Doctor Zhang, he is a good person, he can't have anything to do..." Her voice choked, full of helplessness and despair.

At this moment, the surrounding walls suddenly began to vibrate, making a loud rumbling sound, and the ground began to shake violently, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

Everyone raised their heads in horror and saw a group of warriors wearing black armor slowly walking out of the wall. They held sharp swords and their eyes were flashing with cold light, like messengers from hell.

"No, it's the guardian!" The old man in white changed his face and said in a deep voice.

The crutches in his hand suddenly paused, and a powerful aura emanated from him.

The man in white pulled out his long sword without hesitation. The sword body emitted a crisp dragon roar, and the sword light flashed, illuminating his firm face.

The swordsman in blue also drew his long sword and stood side by side with the man in white, ready to fight.

The Guardian's attack came like a storm, with swords and shadows intertwined, making a harsh metal collision sound.

The man in white and the swordsman in blue joined forces to resist. Their swordsman's swordsman was exquisite and tacitly cooperated, and for a moment, they blocked the guardian's offensive.

However, the number of guardians was large and powerful, and their attacks became more and more fierce, and everyone gradually felt overwhelmed.

"If this continues, we will be exhausted!" Luo Xiaoyu shouted loudly, her face was covered with sweat, and the short knife in her hand had already chopped the blade.

Suddenly, a guardian walked around the man in white and the swordsman in blue and came straight for Xiaohong.

Seeing that Xiaohong was about to be hit by the guardian's long sword, the man in white turned around and protected Xiaohong behind him...

"careful!"

The man in white used a backhand sword, swung the blade that slashed towards Xiaohong, and hugged her tightly into his arms, with gentle movements but unquestionable firmness.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." His low voice was like a divine needle in the sea, instantly soothing the fear in Xiaohong's heart.

"We can't be beaten like this anymore!" The man in white froze his eyes and looked around. "Although these guardians are numerous, they are not impeccable. Their attack patterns are traceable!" His tone was calm, and instantly ignited everyone's hope.

Under the command of the man in white, everyone began to cooperate consciously.

Luo Xiaoyu used brute force to restrain the guardian's frontal attack, while Zhao Blacksmith waved the hammer in his hand and smashed it hard at the guardian's joint.

Li Liehuo bent his bow and arrow, shooting accurately at the guardian's weak defenses, and he could take away a piece of armor from the guardian every time.

Elder Chen observed the guardian's actions on the side, reminding everyone to pay attention to defense from time to time.

The gray-haired hunters shuttled between the battlefield like ghosts, and occasionally launched sneak attacks from behind the guardians to disrupt their formation.

Master Lingyin recited scriptures aside, blessed and blessed everyone, making them more motivated.

The battle gradually became fierce, and the cooperation between the people became more and more tacit, and for a moment, it suppressed the guardian.

After a arduous battle, everyone finally found the flaw of the Guardian.

Under the leadership of the man in white, everyone worked together and cooperated tacitly, as if they were twisting together to break the guardians one by one.

When the last guardian fell to the ground, everyone exclaimed excited cheers, and the joy of victory washed away their tired bodies.

They high-high at each other, with proud smiles on their faces.

They realized how powerful the power of unity is. They are no longer alone. They are a team, a team that can trust and rely on each other.

Grandma Lin helped Doctor Zhang up, took out the ointment she carried with her and carefully applied it to the wound. Luo Xiaoyu also changed her rough appearance and became cautious and gently wiped the sweat from Doctor Zhang's forehead.

Xiaohong held the man in white tightly with a happy smile on her face.
Chapter completed!