Chapter 155 Everyone looked at the girl in green tied up with excitement on their faces, as if they saw the dawn of victory.

"Good, brother hunter!" Li Hunter patted the gray-haired hunter's shoulder, his honest face full of admiration.

"It's so powerful. I found her so quickly!" Luo Xiaoyu couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone looked at the gray-haired hunter with admiration and hope, and the originally depressed morale also rose again.

They rekindled their determination to defeat the enemy. At this moment, they believed that as long as they unite, they would be able to overcome all difficulties.

The man in white protected Xiaohong behind her, with his eyes firm, as if telling her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Xiaohong looked at the resolute side face of the man in white, and his heart was filled with a sense of security, and the previous fear also dissipated a lot.

Grandma Lin carefully bandaged the wounds for Blacksmith Zhao. She moved gently, everyone encouraged and supported each other. They, who had never known each other, formed a deep friendship in the battle, and this emotion became a powerful driving force for them to overcome everything.

Everyone turned their eyes to the center of the battlefield again, and saw that the golden messenger was shining brightly. He made seals with his hands and muttered words. A powerful energy fluctuation spread around him with him as the center.

The air seemed to be twisted by this force, making buzzing sounds, and the plants on the ground were also bent down by this powerful airflow.

Everyone looked at the actions of the Golden Clothing Messenger in shock. They had never seen such a powerful spell. A sense of crisis that had never been seen before came to their hearts, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on them, making them breathless.

"What is this?" Luo Xiaoyu said in a trembling voice. She held the weapon in her hand tightly, and sweat oozed out of her palms.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the golden messenger's mouth. The golden light on his body was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. It was like a huge golden sun, emitting an unparalleled sense of oppression.

At this moment, the Golden Clothing Messenger slowly raised his hand...

The golden messenger slowly raised his hand, as if he was holding a thousand pounds of force, which made everyone breathless.

The dazzling golden light made everyone unable to open their eyes, so they could only squint their eyes and peek at the heart-wrenching power through the glimmer of light between their fingers.

A strange energy fluctuation was filled with the air, like countless tiny steel needles, tingling everyone's skin.

An unprecedented sense of fear flowed into my heart like a tide, almost submerging them.

Luo Xiaoyu's hands trembled even harder, and his weapon almost came out.

Xiaohong bit her lower lip tightly, her face pale and her eyes full of fear.

The golden light enveloped the entire battlefield, like daylight, but with a suffocating sense of oppression.

The plants and trees on the ground seemed to have lost their vitality under the golden light and became yellow and powerless.

The wind roared, wrapped in golden light particles, cutting the air like countless sharp blades, making a sharp whistling sound.

This originally peaceful and peaceful valley is now like purgatory, full of danger.

Fear spreads, despair is growing, but at this critical moment, a warm force comes from the hands of each other.

Everyone supported each other, their eyes firmly stared ahead, and their fear gradually faded, replaced by a decisive determination to look at death.

There was an unyielding light in their eyes, as if they were silently saying: Even if they faced a powerful enemy, they would not give up hope. They would fight side by side and face challenges together.

The messenger in golden clothes sneered, and the golden light in his hand suddenly surged, turning into sharp beams of light, shooting towards everyone.

Everyone hurriedly avoided, and danger was everywhere.

The man in white and the swordsman in blue stood up again, waved the weapons in his hands, and defeated the beams of light.

However, the attack of the Golden Clothing Messenger became more and more intense and the beam of light became more and more dense. Even the two of them gradually felt powerless.

"Super your own abilities!" The messenger in golden clothes smiled arrogantly, his eyes full of contempt, "Just you ants want to compete with me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flew over Dr. Zhang's arm. Dr. Zhang groaned, staggered back, and his face turned pale in an instant...

"Dr. Zhang!" Xiaohong exclaimed.

Doctor Zhang covered his arm, and the golden light was rubbed across it, leaving a charred scar. Blood dripped down his fingers and dyed the ground red.

He gritted his teeth, and fine beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead, his face pale as paper, and he was obviously at the end of his strength.

The old injury had not healed, and he suffered another severe injury, which made him so weak that he almost unsteadily stood.

"Dr. Zhang, how are you?" Grandma Lin asked in a trembling voice, anxiously trying to go forward to check, but was blocked by the surging golden light.

Luo Xiaoyu held the short knife tightly in her hand, and the blue veins on her back swelled up. She glared at the golden envoy, wishing she could rush up to tear her body into pieces immediately.

Liehun's honest face was also full of worry. He raised the wooden stick in his hand to protect everyone around him, but he seemed so powerless in the face of the powerful power of the messenger in the golden clothes.

Looking at the injured Doctor Zhang, a deep feeling of despair surged in everyone's heart.

They tried their best, but they still could not resist the attack of the Golden Clothing Envoy. Should they really surrender here?

This despair instantly freezes their hopes like ice, making them feel unprecedentedly powerless.

Xiaohong's eyes turned red in an instant, and tears burst out. She covered her mouth tightly, for fear that she would cry and expose her inner weakness.

She felt an unprecedented helplessness, like a small boat in a storm, which could be swallowed at any time.

"We can't continue like this anymore!" Luo Xiaoyu raised her head suddenly, wiped the sweat from her face, and looked at everyone firmly, "We must find a way to crack his spell!"

"It's easy to say, how to crack it?" Zhao Blacksmith said in a muffled voice, his face full of helplessness, "He is too strong to get close to you!"

"I think we should start from the root of the spell and find out his weakness!" Elder Chen said slowly, his eyes flashing with a wise light, "Any spell has its limits. As long as we can find flaws, we have a chance to turn defeat into victory!"

"But, we can't even get close now, so how can we find our weaknesses?" Xiaohong said with a sob, "I think we should distract him first and then take the opportunity to attack!"

"No, this is too risky!" Luo Xiaoyu retorted, "Distracting will only make us more passive!"

Everyone fell into a dispute again, and the atmosphere became tense.

Everyone wants to contribute to the team, but they have differences due to disagreement. The inner anxiety gradually heats up over time.

"Enough!" The man in white suddenly spoke, his voice calm and powerful, full of unquestionable majesty. "Now is not the time for quarrels, what we need is unity!"

His sharp eyes swept across everyone, and an invisible force instantly calmed down their inner uneasiness.

Everyone gradually calmed down, and hope rekindled in their eyes.

The man in white turned to the old man in white and said sincerely: "Senior, you are well-informed, can you have any solutions?"

The old man in white stroked his beard and looked deep into the distance. The low voice slowly rang out like a bell from ancient times: "This spell... some tricks."

The old man in white stared at the golden light intently, and his eyes seemed to contain the sea of ​​stars, deep and mysterious.

He slowly raised his hand, tapped the void with his fingertips, and muttered words. Obscure mantras flowed out of his mouth, like ancient songs, echoing in the valley.

The white-haired hermit also walked to him, and the two of them whispered, nodding and sometimes shaking their heads, as if they were discussing something.

After a moment, the old man in white suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of light in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "I found it! The flaw of this spell lies in the array eye!" He pointed to the center of the area covered by the golden light, where the golden light was the most intense, "As long as we can concentrate our efforts to attack the array eye, we can break this spell!"

Everyone was excited when they heard this, as if they saw a glimmer of dawn in the darkness.

The man in white made a quick decision and directed everyone to adjust their formation and concentrate their strength to attack the formation eye.

Everyone responded in unison, with high fighting spirit, and the weapons in their hands were flashing with cold light, like the bright stars in the night sky.

"Attack!" With the order of the man in white, everyone took action together, and fierce attacks poured towards the eyes of the formation like a storm.

The golden light shook violently, making a harsh roar, as if it would collapse at any time.

The golden messenger's face changed drastically.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the golden light suddenly disappeared, and everyone felt a lit up in their eyes, and the originally depressing atmosphere instantly dissipated.

Everyone cheered and their faces were filled with joy of victory.

They successfully resisted a wave of attacks from the Golden Clothing Messenger!

"Senior, wise!" The man in white bowed to the old man in white and the white-haired hermit, his eyes full of admiration.

Everyone also agreed, and their eyes looked at the two old men full of respect.

They seemed to see the dawn of hope, and their originally depressed morale also rose instantly.

The man in white hugged Xiaohong tightly, Xiaohong's eyes were full of admiration and said softly: "I knew you could do it!" The two of them had a strong love, as if only each other was left in the world.

Grandma Lin gently comforted the injured Doctor Zhang and bandaged his wound, full of care like an elder.

Everyone cheered each other up and the friendship became deeper. They knew that as long as they were united, there would be no difficulties that could stop them from moving forward.

However, just as everyone was excited, the messenger of the golden clothes saw that everyone had cracked his spell, and roared angrily to the sky. A stronger force erupted from his body. He roared angrily: "You ants, dare to challenge my authority! I want you to pay the price!"

Everyone looked at the Golden Clothing Messenger in shock, and an unprecedented sense of fear came again.

They didn't know how to deal with this stronger force, and the atmosphere became tense again...

"What... what is this?" Luo Xiaoyu's voice trembled, pointing to the black vortex gradually condensed behind the messenger of the golden clothes, and said in horror.

Luo Xiaoyu's trembling voice was like a tight string, instantly pulling the newly ignited fire of hope in everyone's heart back to the cold reality.

Behind the golden messenger, the slowly forming black vortex was like a giant beast that chose to devour people, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

Everyone's hearts were covered with a heavy haze, and an indescribable sense of fear rushed over like a tide, impacting their nerves.

The air around seemed to be exhausted, dull and stagnant, making it difficult to breathe.

The quiet atmosphere is like the tranquility before the storm, so depressing that it makes people breathless.

Everyone's heart was in their throats, and they held the weapons in their hands tightly, their knuckles turned white and sweat soaked their palms.

"Hehehe..." The messenger in the golden clothes let out a harsh grin, like the cry of a night owl, making his scalp numb.

With his arm swing, the black vortex suddenly burst out with amazing energy. Countless black energy tentacles surged out of the vortex like crazy pythons, and with the sound of howling wind, they were overwhelming.

The black energy tentacles poured down like a torrential rain, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell, which was disgusting.
To be continued...