Elder Chen stroked his beard, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said, "Maybe, we need to explore further..." After that, he stood up and walked towards the scrolls and gems, and everyone followed...
Elder Chen carefully expanded the ancient scroll, and the dense runes on the scroll were shining with strange brilliance under the gem light.
Everyone sat around the scrolls and gems, holding their breath and concentrating, their eyes following Elder Chen's hands, fearing that they would miss any details.
"Does the palace and gems mentioned by Miss Xiaohong refer to the 'Star Temple' recorded on this scroll?" Elder Chen pointed to a rune on the scroll, frowned, and said with a solemn tone.
The man in white leaned over and looked carefully, frowned slightly: "I have seen this rune in ancient books. It does not refer to a temple, but an ancient sealing technique."
"The sealing technique?" Luo Xiaoyu widened her eyes, "What are the palaces and gems that Xiaohong saw?"
Doctor Zhang held his glasses and pondered: "Maybe it is an illusion, an illusion created by the powerful sealing power."
Grandma Lin sighed worriedly: "Hey, what's going on? It's the first time I've encountered such a strange thing after living for so long."
"In my opinion," said the man in white firmly, "this gem is the key, perhaps it is a key in itself, which can untie the seal."
"No, no!" Elder Chen retorted excitedly, "This ancient scroll is the key. It records the method of opening the Galaxy Temple, and the gems are only part of it!"
"Nonsense!" Luo Xiaoyu retorted without hesitation, "What Xiaohong saw was obviously the brightest gem, and the palace was also built around gems!"
Doctor Zhang also shook his head and expressed his agreement with Elder Chen's point of view: "Men in white, your statement is too far-fetched, the runes on this ancient scroll..."
"Enough!" Grandma Lin shouted sternly, "When is it now? You still quarrel! Is there anything that cannot be discussed carefully?"
Everyone calmed down, but the atmosphere became even more solemn.
At this moment, a slight vibration suddenly came from the ground...
"What's going on?" Zhao Blacksmith stood up alertly, holding his hammer tightly in his hand.
"Not good!" Elder Chen's face changed drastically, "Everyone be careful!"
The earth trembled more violently, and cracks spread like spider webs.
Everyone stared at the ground in horror, and saw a few hideous gargoyles breaking out of the ground. Their eyes were scarlet, sharp teeth and claws, making creepy roars, and pounced on everyone with their teeth and claws.
"Monster!" Liehuo exclaimed, subconsciously took a step back, holding the hunting knife tightly in his hand.
Blacksmith Zhao roared, slammed the hammer and slammed it hard at a gargoyle.
The dull collision sounded, but the gargoyle remained motionless, not even a trace of cracks.
Blacksmith Zhao was stunned. This was the steel sledgehammer he had carefully crafted, and he couldn't even smash the stone?
Seeing this, the man in white immediately made a gesture to chant a spell. A dazzling golden light shot out from his fingertips, hitting a gargoyle.
The gargoyle let out a painful roar, and its movements stopped for a moment, but soon returned to its original state and attacked everyone even more crazily.
Seeing this, the mysterious old man slowly walked to the rune elf, and the two whispered ancient spells.
The rune spirit emitted a soft light, intertwined with the mysterious old man's deep spiritual power, forming a powerful force, sweeping towards the gargoyle.
The air around seemed to be buzzing by this force. The gargoyle was hit by this force and let out a shrill scream, and its body began to slowly petrify.
However, there were too many gargoyles, and everyone gradually couldn't stand it.
Luo Xiaoyu couldn't dodge and was scratched by the sharp claws of a gargoyle, and the blood instantly dyed her clothes red.
"Ah!" Luo Xiaoyu screamed in pain. Xiaohong was anxious when she saw this.
Others also gradually got the lottery, with more and more wounds, bleeding, and gradually losing their physical strength.
Despair began to spread in everyone's hearts.
Doctor Zhang was busy dealing with the wounds for the injured, but he was just an ordinary doctor. Faced with such a serious injury, he was a little overwhelmed.
"No, we will die here if this continues!" a villager shouted in horror.
Everyone was silent, their faces full of despair.
At this moment, Luo Xiaoyu, who had been whining, suddenly calmed down. Her eyes were firm, she stared at the gargoyles tightly, and slowly spoke, "I...I know how to deal with them..."
Luo Xiaoyu wiped away the sweat mixed with dust and blood on her face, took a deep breath, and the usual thrilling force disappeared miraculously, replaced by an unprecedented calmness.
She stared at the gargoyles with claws, and a sharp light flashed in her amber eyes, like a hunting leopard, keenly capturing every subtle movement of her prey.
"They...their attacks are regular!" Luo Xiaoyu's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
Everyone was stunned and looked at this reckless girl.
"Their attack interval is three breaths, and there will be a brief pause before each attack, and the claws will be slightly raised!" Luo Xiaoyu pointed at one of the gargoyles, and his tone was firm.
Everyone followed her fingers and, sure enough, the gargoyle would raise its claws slightly before attacking, and then swing it down violently.
"Three breaths... pause..." Zhang Langzhong murmured to himself, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes, "If we can seize this opportunity..."
"That's right!" Luo Xiaoyu took over the conversation, and an excited light flashed in her eyes. "Do not the moment their claws were raised, and then counterattacked in the gap after their attack!"
"Okay!" Zhao Blacksmith was the first to respond. He swung the sledgehammer and was eager to try.
Others also nodded, and their fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.
Under Luo Xiaoyu's command, everyone began to fight against the gargoyles in an organized manner.
They no longer blindly dodge and attack, but instead seize the gaps in the gargoyle attack and concentrate their strength to fight back.
The originally chaotic scene gradually became orderly, and the gargoyle attacks were gradually curbed.
"Their eyes! Attack their eyes!" Luo Xiaoyu once again keenly discovered the weakness of the gargoyle.
When everyone heard this, they immediately turned their attack target to the gargoyle's eyes.
Zhao Blacksmith's sledgehammer, the golden light of the man in white, and even Li Huneng's hunting knife all accurately hit the gargoyle's eyes.
The gargoyle let out a shrill scream, and its huge body fell to the ground and turned into a pile of gravel.
One, two, three...
More and more gargoyles fell down, and everyone cheered and the joy of victory was filled with the surroundings.
As the last gargoyle fell, the ground stopped vibrating and the cracks gradually closed.
Everyone looked at the gravel all over the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.
"We...we won!" a villager shouted excitedly.
"Thanks to Xiaoyu!" Another villager echoed.
Everyone cast admiring eyes at Luo Xiaoyu, and even Elder Chen, who had always been not very cold to her, couldn't help but nod.
During the process of cleaning up the battlefield, everyone unexpectedly discovered that the gargoyle's eyes were not ordinary stones, but a crystal that emitted a glimmer of light.
Zhang Langzhong picked up a piece of crystal and observed it carefully, and found that there seemed to be some mysterious power inside the crystal.
"These crystals...maybe they are the key to unraveling the truth of the treasure!" Zhang Langzhong said excitedly.
Xiaohong quickly took out a clean cloth strip from the medicine box and carefully bandaged Luo Xiaoyu's wound.
Luo Xiaoyu looked at Xiaohong, and a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed in her eyes...
"Xiaohong, you..."
Xiaohong carefully bandaged Luo Xiaoyu's wound, "Xiaoyu, you are so awesome! If it weren't for you, we would probably have all..." Xiaohong's voice was a little choked.
Luo Xiaoyu blinked playfully and said lightly: "Oh, I'm a little bit! Who made me a genius?" She grinned, revealing her white teeth, without seeing the calmness and calmness she had before, and returned to her former liveliness.
The man in white walked to Xiaohong, gently held her hand, and looked at her gently. Xiaohong's cheeks turned slightly red, and she snuggled happily beside him, feeling the warmth in his palm.
The people around looked at them with a gratifying smile on their faces, feeling the warmth of friendship and love, and their relationships with each other became more harmonious.
Everyone picked up the crystals on the ground, sat around the scrolls, and continued to study the treasures.
Elder Chen placed the crystal on the ancient scroll, and the crystal emitted a soft light, illuminating a passage of text on the scroll.
"The legendary 'Starry Temple' actually exists!" Elder Chen's tone was full of excitement.
"Starry Temple?" Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
"What is that?" Luo Xiaoyu asked curiously.
Elder Chen pointed to the text on the scroll and explained: "In legend, the Galaxy Temple contains huge energy, which can realize any wish, but it is also full of danger." His "
At this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from a distance, the sound was crisp and pleasant, but it also had a hint of mystery and weirdness.
Everyone stopped what was in their hands and listened with their ears.
"The sound of the flute..." Grandma Lin showed a puzzled expression on her face, "Where did it come from?"
Everyone looked at each other, their hearts full of doubts and anxiety.
The sound of the flute is getting closer and closer, as if it is echoing in my ears.
"Who is playing the flute?" Xiaohong held the hand of the man in white tightly, feeling a hint of uneasiness in his heart.
The man in white patted Xiaohong's hand gently and signaled her not to be afraid.
He looked up at the direction where the sound of the flute came.
"Let's go and have a look." The man in white said firmly.
The melodious sound of the flute lingers around everyone like silk threads, making people dizzy.
Their faces were all confused, but they couldn't help but walk towards the direction where the flute sound came.
The surrounding trees seemed to sway with the sound of flutes, and the light and shadow between the branches and leaves became mottled, as illusory as a dream.
There is a strange fragrance in the air, which is so sweet that it makes people feel dizzy after smelling it for a long time.
Xiaohong felt a palpitation. She subconsciously grabbed the hand of the man in white, and a cold touch came from her fingertips.
She wanted to speak, but found that her throat was dry, as if it was blocked by something.
Her body seemed no longer under her control, and could only walk forward step by step with the traction of the flute.
The sound of the flute became more and more rapid, and the expressions of everyone became more and more blurred.
Suddenly, the man in white suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed Li Liehuo!
Liehuo could not dodge, and a blood mark was cut on his arm. He roared angrily and waved the hunting knife in his hand to fight back.
Seeing this, Luo Xiaoyu wanted to go forward to stop him, but was pushed away by Doctor Zhang and fell heavily to the ground.
Doctor Zhang's eyes were red, as if he was possessed by a demon, and he punched Luo Xiaoyu.
"Stop! What's wrong with you?!" Grandma Lin shouted at the top of her lungs, but no one could hear her voice.
The sound of the flute is like an invisible barrier, separating everyone's consciousness from reality.
They were immersed in hallucinations, attacking each other, and being as crazy as wild beasts.
At this moment, a figure in black appeared in front of everyone.
He stood on a towering rock, holding a jade flute in his hand, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He looked down at the chaotic scene below, his eyes flashing with a strange light...
The man in black stood above Gao Yan, and the jade flute in his hand was spinning lightly, and the sound of the flute became more sharp and sharp.
He looked down at the people below who were roaring like trapped beasts, and a bloodthirsty curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Those villagers who are kind and simple on weekdays are now fighting each other like puppets, with blood splattering and dyeing the ground red.
The twisted expressions on their faces and the howlings of pain were like a wonderful movement for him. He admired this farce of human nature, as if he was the god who controlled everything.
However, when everyone was confused by the sound of the flute, an old figure slowly opened his eyes.
The mysterious old man narrowed his turbid eyes, his eyes as a torch, and shot straight towards the man in black above the high rock.
His palm slightly raised, and an invisible wave of energy instantly attacked the man in black.
The man in black sneered, jumped lightly, and avoided the fatal blow.
He increased the output of the flute sound, and sharp sound waves pierced into everyone's eardrums like sharp blades.
"Damn it!" With a roar, Blacksmith Zhao clenched his iron fist tightly, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.
He watched his former neighbors be controlled by the sound of the sound and kill each other, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.
At this moment, two soft lights lit up in the crowd.
The rune elves spread their light wings, mysterious runes shining all over their bodies, and chanting ancient spells with the scroll elves.
Their powers intertwined to form a barrier, trying to resist the erosion of the flute sound.
The air around began to vibrate, and the energy fluctuations spread like ripples, confronting the sound of the man in black.
On the battlefield, blood was like a blooming red plum, shocking.
The man in white was pierced by Li Huowen's hunting knife, and the blood stained the white clothes on his chest red. He knelt on the ground weakly and coughed out a large mouthful of blood.
When Xiaohong saw this scene, she was instantly panicked. She struggled hard to rush to the man in white, but was firmly bound by the invisible flute sound.
Luo Xiaoyu was beaten to death by Doctor Zhang's fist. Blood and tears from the corners of her mouth were mixed together, and her originally lively eyes became dull.
Friends who were close in the past were attacking each other like enemies at this moment, and trust and friendship completely collapsed at this moment.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was so depressing that it was suffocating.
"I... what did I do?" Zhang Langzhong suddenly woke up. He looked at his bloody hands and looked at Luo Xiaoyu who was lying in a pool of blood. He knelt on the ground in pain, hugged his head and cried bitterly, and tears of self-blame blurred his eyes.
At this moment, Elder Chen slowly stood up. He was always hunched over, but now he was straight. His originally turbid eyes became extremely bright, as if he contained some powerful power.
He murmured to himself, his tone firm.
Elder Chen's hunched back was like an old tree that was weathered but still tall, slowly standing upright.
His usual turbid eyes burst out with horrifying light, like two burning flames.
He staggered, but he walked firmly towards the man in black on Gaoyan, and each step hit the ground like a heavy hammer, making a dull sound.
Everyone looked at him in shock, and could not connect the aggressive old man in front of him with the usually submissive Elder Chen.
The sound of the flute was like countless pointed needles, tingling his eardrums, but he seemed to be unable to feel it.
He gritted his teeth, the wrinkles on his face as deep as a knife, and every step seemed extremely difficult.
When he was only a few steps away from the man in black, a deep chant suddenly came out of his mouth.
The sound was ancient and mysterious, as if from ancient sacrificial rituals, and there was a strange wave in the air.
His hands formed a strange mark on his chest, and a golden light burst out from him, forming a huge rune, and suddenly hit the man in black.
The man in black suddenly changed his expression. He didn't expect that this old man, who was usually inconspicuous, would hide such powerful power.
The runes streaked across the sky like a meteor and hit him instantly. He fell from the high rock like a kite with a broken string.
The jade flute in his hand also came out of his hand, making a crisp impact sound.
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, like a beast whose throat was cut off, and the fragrance spread in the air also dissipated.
Everyone's minds were clear, and they gradually woke up from their hallucinations, and their consciousness gradually returned.
The man in white staggered and stood up. The wound on his chest was still bleeding, but the light in his eyes was extremely sharp.
He held a long sword in his hand, standing side by side with the mysterious old man, and the rune elves also flew in the air, emitting dazzling light.
The three of them attacked the man in black at the same time. The sword light flashed like a cold star, and the energy fluctuated like a tide. The man in black retreated step by step under their attack, and his body was shaking.
The man in black roared, and he knew that his situation was hopeless and tried to turn around and escape.
However, a huge rune magic circle suddenly appeared under his feet, trapping him firmly in it, which was the trap used by the ancient scroll elves.
He struggled to escape, but found that he could not move at all.
Chapter completed!