Suddenly, the surrounding fog began to roll, and countless blurred figures emerged from the fog, making shrill wails, surrounding everyone...

"This...this is..." Mr. Xing widened his eyes in horror and pointed at the figures.

The thick mist was rolling, as if a giant beast had opened its bloody mouth and wanted to swallow everyone.

The runes on the stone tablet flashed with a faint green light, emitting powerful force, forming an invisible restriction that trapped them firmly.

A shrill wailing sound came from the fog, and countless vague figures gradually became clear. They were of different shapes and had hideous faces, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell, surrounding the protagonist.

The man in white looked shaking, protecting Xiaohong behind him, and the long sword in his hand buzzed, making a cold light.

Xiaohong grabbed the sleeves of the man in white tightly, her face was pale, but she forced herself to calm down.

The lady Mo drew out her two swords, and the blade reflected a cold light in the mist. Her eyes were sharp, and she glanced at the phantoms around her, as if a cheetah was ready to go.

The thunder rudder master held the hammer in his hand and made a crackling sound. He was tall and stood in front of everyone like an iron tower.

Young Master Xing held a short sword tightly, his face turned pale, and fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"What the hell are these?" Lei Dunzhu growled, with a hint of uneasiness in his voice.

"Be careful, they are going to attack!" Before the woman Mo finished speaking, the phantoms rushed in like a tide. Their movements were strange and strange, erratic, and elusive.

The protagonist waved his weapons and tried his best to resist. The sword light flashed, the sword shadow flew, the hammer wind roared, and the dazzling light drew out in the thick fog.

Suddenly, a phantom attacked from the side, as fast as lightning. Young Master Xing could not dodge and was hit in the chest. He screamed and fell to the ground.

"Young Master Xing!" The thunder roared angrily, his eyes red, like a crazy beast, waving his hammer to rush towards the phantom...

"Master Lei, be careful!" The man in white whispered, but it was too late.

The figure of the Thunder Lord disappeared into the phantom, leaving only a deafening roar.

The thick fog rolled, and the fishy smell filled the air, which was disgusting.

The Phantom's attack became more and more fierce, pouring down like a storm.

The man in white waved his long sword, and the sword energy spread everywhere, shattering the nearby phantoms one by one, but more phantoms rushed in one after another, as if endless.

Xiaohong assisted on the side, her swordsmanship was light and elegant, but she could not resist such a intensive attack.

The two swords of Mo Xiao were blowing tightly, and the sword light was like snow, and cold lights were drawn in the thick fog.

However, there were too many phantoms, and many wounds gradually appeared on her body, and blood stained her clothes red.

The thunder rudder wielded the hammer, and each attack was filled with thunderous force, smashing the phantom to pieces, but his physical strength was gradually exhausted and his movements began to become slow.

Despair spreads in everyone's hearts.

Young Master Xing endured the pain and anxiously searched for the flaws of the phantom. His face was pale and his lips were chapped.

"If this continues, we will be exhausted!" Mo Nuxia gasped, her voice hoarse, with a hint of despair.

At this moment, a phantom broke through the defense of the man in white and rushed towards Xiaohong.

Xiaohong exclaimed, trying to dodge, but it was too late.

At the critical moment, the man in white pushed Xiaohong away, but he endured the blow.

"Man in white!" Xiaohong watched the man in white be hit by a phantom, and blood gushed out, dyeing her dress red.

She let out a heart-wrenching scream, tears blurring her eyes.

The man in white groaned and staggered back a few steps. The wounds on his body became more and more, and blood kept flowing, dyeing the ground red.

his

"You... go quickly..." the man in white said with his last bit of strength, his voice weak and almost inaudible.

"No! We won't leave you!" Xiaohong cried, and she threw herself to the man in white and hugged him tightly.

"Go away! I can... hold on for a while..." The man in white pushed Xiaohong away, his

The Lord Lei and the Nuxia Mo were also seriously injured. They knew that if this continues, everyone will die here.

They looked at each other,

Just then, Young Master Xing suddenly shouted: "Wait! I seem to... find something..."

Young Master Xing pointed his trembling finger at the stone tablet, and his voice changed due to excitement: "Look! The energy of these phantoms seems to come from the runes on the stone tablet! As long as... as long as the prohibition is broken, they will disappear!"

When everyone heard this, they seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and looked at the stone tablet together.

The man in white eyes narrowed, and the sword in his hand made a crisp cry. His body was like lightning and headed straight for the stone tablet.

Xiaohong followed closely, and the two swords turned into two silver lights, fighting side by side with the man in white.

The last power of the Ms. Mo and the Thunder Lord also burst out, with the sword light and hammering shadows, forcing the surrounding phantoms back.

Young Master Xing held the dagger tightly and provided support on the side. Although he was timid, he burst out with unprecedented courage at this moment.

The attacks of the crowd gathered into a powerful force and hit the stone tablet hard.

With a crisp "click" sound, the runes on the stone tablet instantly dimmed, and the hideous phantoms also dissipated in the air like bubbles. The thick fog began to slowly dissipate, revealing the clear sky.

"We succeeded!" The Thunder Lord roared excitedly, and his voice rang through the sky, shaking the surrounding trees.

When the stone tablet shattered, a soft light gushed out from the shattered place, turning into countless light spots and blending into the protagonist's body.

The man in white felt a powerful force rushing in his body. Xiaohong felt as light as a swallow. Mo's sword technique was even more exquisite. The hammer of the Thunder Lord seemed to have life, while Mr. Xing felt that his body was full of courage.

The light dissipated, and everyone was surprised to find that an exquisite wooden box appeared at the place where the stone tablet was originally located, with a faint fragrance of medicine. After opening it, it turned out to be a pill with golden light inside.

The man in white felt the powerful power contained in the pill and knew in his heart that this must be a reward for breaking the ban.

With the lifting of the ban, the originally gloomy forest became brighter. The sun shone through the gaps of the leaves on the ground, the trees regained their vitality, and the birds sang happily on the branches, as if celebrating their victory.

The man in white hugged Xiaohong excitedly, and the two of them were filled with joy and affection for each other's eyes, and they hugged each other tightly.

Mrs. Mo and the Lord Lei also hugged each other, laughed loudly, celebrating their victory, the laughter was filled with joy and heroism.

Young Master Xing was so excited that he burst into tears. He stepped forward and hugged everyone, feeling the deeper friendship between them.

The protagonists walked out of the foggy forest with full harvest and powerful strength. They saw a prosperous scene ahead, with houses lined up and crowded on the streets, as if indicating a beautiful future.

"We...we are finally out!" Mr. Xing looked at the scene in front of him and choked up.
Chapter completed!