The elder of the Tu Ling tribe struggled to stand firmly. He glanced at the man in white deeply, "You... are indeed very strong!" There was a hint of helplessness in his low voice.

"Forget it, since you have no intention of being enemies, please follow us into the clan land to rest and heal your wounds."

Everyone entered their territory with the Tu Ling tribe.

This is a huge space located underground, with ancient murals carved on the stone walls around it, exuding a mysterious luster.

However, just as everyone was amazed at the exquisite skills of the Tu Ling tribe, a disturbing aura quietly spread.

Female Mo frowned, and she felt a vague evil force surging in the air.

"What's wrong here..." The man in white suddenly spoke, his voice was low. He looked deep in the stone wall with deep eyes, as if there was something hidden there.

The torches swayed, illuminating the holy land of the Tu Ling tribe and projecting jumping light and shadows in the underground space.

The ancient murals seem to come alive under the light and dark light, telling the dusty history.

The air was filled with a humid earthy smell, mixed with an indescribable ancient smell, which made the new arrival of the protagonists breathe lightly.

"These runes... are so strange." Xiaohong gently stroked the strange symbols carved on the stone wall, and a cold touch came from his fingertips.

The rune lines are smooth, but contain a mysterious power that makes people unable to help but want to find out.

"Be careful, there is strangeness everywhere here." The man in white looked around, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, and he could see everything around him.

In the holy land, huge stone pillars support the dome, and various strange creatures are carved on the stone pillars, lifelike, as if they will jump off the stone pillar at any time.

The thunder rudder said in a muffled voice: "This place is gloomy, and I always feel that something is hidden in the dark." He subconsciously touched the sword on his waist, and a hint of vigilance rose in his heart.

Young Master Xing shrank his neck, followed closely behind Ms. Mo and whispered: "Ms. Mo, I... I'm a little scared."

Ms. Mo heroically patted his shoulder, "What are you afraid of! With us here, you don't have to be afraid of any monsters!"

At this moment, a cold laugh broke the tranquility in the holy land.

"Hehehehe...you stupid humans dare to break into the holy land!"

A black shadow slowly walked out of the shadow of the stone wall. He was wearing a black robe, with a strange mask on his face, and only a pair of evil eyes were revealed.

"Shadow Messenger!" The elder of the Tu Ling Clan changed his face and shouted angrily, "You actually dare to show up!"

The Shadow Messenger smiled evilly, his eyes swept across everyone, and finally stopped on the man in white, "I heard you are very powerful? I want to see, what are your abilities!" His tone was full of provocation.

The elder of the Tu Ling tribe stood in front of everyone, and the light of the staff in his hand flashed, "Shadow Messenger, don't even want to go wild here!"

The Shadow Messenger snorted disdainfully, "Old guy, do you think you can stop me?" He slowly raised his hands, and a black mist surged out of his palms...

The black fog rolled, sweeping towards everyone like poisonous snakes.

The pungent fishy smell filled the air, disgusting.

The visibility dropped sharply, and the five fingers were missing. There were only ghostly fire-like light spots that were faintly visible in the fog, flickering and creepy.

"Be careful, everyone!" The man in white reminded loudly, waving the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy was scattered, trying to disperse the black fog.

However, the black fog was as if it had life, flexibly avoiding the attack of the sword energy, constantly eroding everyone's vision.

Suddenly, a muffled groan came.

In the fog, Miaoxia's figure staggered for a moment, covered her arms and took a few steps back.

"Damn it!" She gritted her teeth and roared, and a deep bone-deep wound appeared on her arm, and black blood kept flowing, emitting an unsettling breath.

"Mr. Mo!" Young Master Xing exclaimed and hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

The dark messenger's cold laughter sounded again: "Hehehe... in the darkness, you are so fragile!"

Xiaohong suddenly felt dizzy, and her body seemed to be hollowed out, and she collapsed on the ground weakly.

"I...what's wrong with me..." she whispered weakly, her face pale as paper.

Seeing Xiaohong's painful appearance, the man in white was furious and his eyes were red.

"You dare to hurt her!" He roared, and his figure rushed towards the direction of the Shadow Messenger like lightning.

The elder of the Tu Ling tribe also waved his staff and muttered something, and the yellow light shot towards the Shadow Messenger.

The Shadow Messenger was a ghost, flexibly avoiding the attack, and occasionally issued a black energy ball to counterattack.

The man in white joined forces with the elders to start a fierce battle with the Shadow Messenger.

Sweat beads oozing from the man in white, his sword moves became more and more fierce, and each sword had a sound of breaking through the air.

The Thunder Lord and Young Master Xing also joined the battle. They waved their weapons to resist the sneak attacks issued by the Shadow Messenger from time to time.

The Tu Ling people around him watched the battle nervously, and they didn't dare to show up.

At this moment, the man in white accidentally swept the runes on the stone wall, and his heart moved...

"etc……"

The man in white looked like a torch, staring at the runes on the stone wall, and a flash of inspiration in his mind.

He suddenly realized that these runes were not decorations, but contained powerful power!

He took a deep breath and poured his true energy into the long sword. The sword body emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire holy land.

He muttered something, and the ancient spell slowly spit out of his mouth, resonating with the runes in the holy land.

The runes seemed to be activated, emitted a dazzling light, and a powerful force surged out of the stone wall and gathered onto the long sword in the hands of the man in white.

The man in white raised his sword, pointed at the Shadow Messenger, and shouted loudly: "Break!"

A golden beam of light shot out from the tip of the sword, hitting the Shadow Messenger like lightning.

The Shadow Messenger let out a scream, his body was knocked away by powerful forces, and he hit the stone wall heavily, and the black mist dissipated instantly.

He struggled to get up,

"The Shadow Messenger escaped!" The Thunder Lord shouted excitedly, everyone cheered and their morale was greatly boosted.

The Tu Ling Clan elder's eyes flashed with excitement. He walked to the man in white and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your help, you saved our Tu Ling Clan!"

The man in white gently hugged Xiaohong, who was pale, and comforted softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid." Xiaohong nodded gently and snuggled in his arms.

Ms. Mo walked heroically to the Thunder Lord and patted his shoulder hard, "Good, Thunder Lord!" Thunder Lord grinned, "It's all brothers, it should be!"

Young Master Xing communicated with the young people of the Tu Ling tribe excitedly, with a smile on his face, and his fear had long disappeared.

Everyone searched carefully in the holy land and finally found a passage on a stone tablet, which recorded the key clues to the fight against the evil forces: the core of the holy land is sealed with a more powerful evil.

Everyone followed the clues and came to the depths of the holy land. They saw a huge stone door standing in front of them, engraved with ancient runes, emitting powerful energy fluctuations.

The stone gate was closed, and a powerful ban sealed the entrance, which was daunting.

The man in white reached out to touch the stone door, felt a powerful resistance, and frowned.

"It seems that the real challenge has just begun..."

The huge stone gate stands deep in the holy land, with complex runes engraved on it, shining with faint light, as if it contains ancient and mysterious power.

The power of the restraint spreads like ripples, and the air is filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

The man in white, Xiaohong, Ms. Mo, Master Lei, Mr. Xing and the mysterious guest, and the group of six stood in front of the stone gate with a serious expression. Their eyes were locked tightly on the mysterious runes, trying to find clues to break the ban.
Chapter completed!