Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

Her swordsmanship was exquisite, but she still found it difficult to face these assassins who had no sense of pain and no emotions.

Lu Yuan was extremely fast. He kept dodging the assassin's attacks and was getting closer and closer to the stone tablet.

But at this moment, more shadow assassins emerged from the shadows, seemingly endless.

Lu Yuan frowned and thought to himself, "This won't work. I must find a way to quickly destroy the stone tablet."

He stopped and stared at the stone tablet.

The ancient runes on the stone tablet seemed to follow some kind of pattern, faintly revealing an evil power similar to the curse of the Dark Gate.

"I see."

Lu Yuan suddenly realized.

These runes are not ordinary formations, but are condensed from the evil magic of the Black Demon Sect.

As long as the core of the rune is broken, the power of the entire stele will collapse.

"found it!"

There was a sharp flash in Lu Yuan's eyes.

He quickly raised the Xuanyuan Sword and locked onto a faint light in the center of the stone tablet.

That is the core of the rune!
"boom!"

Lu Yuan's sword energy instantly condensed into a golden light and rushed straight towards the light.

The stone tablet trembled suddenly, and the runes began to flicker, as if it had received a strong impact.

But at this moment, a dark figure pounced on Lu Yuan from the side with a fierce murderous aura.

"Don't think about it!"

Lu Yuan's eyes turned cold and he slightly tilted his body, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Then he swiftly swung his sword, splitting the black shadow into two.

The shadow assassin fell to the ground, but more assassins rushed up.

“These guys are just endless.”

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and continued to rush towards the stone tablet.

There are many crises ahead, and every step is full of danger.

He knew that if the stone tablet was not destroyed as soon as possible, everyone would be in dire straits.

At this moment, Chu Yao and Ye Ling'er could no longer hold on.

"Ling'er, hold on! We can't let Lu Yuan be distracted."

There was a hint of anxiety in Chu Yao's voice.

Ye Ling'er was panting, her face was a little pale, but she still tried her best to resist the assassin's attack.

Lu Yuan felt the intensity of the battle behind him and became even more anxious.

"I can't put it off any longer!"

As his mind moved, a powerful sword energy burst out from the Xuanyuan Sword.

"boom!"

The sword energy condensed into a dazzling beam of light and slashed fiercely at the core of the stone tablet.

"Crack!"

With a loud bang, cracks began to appear on the surface of the stone tablet, and the light of the runes quickly dimmed.

The shadow assassin's movements also became stiff, as if he had lost some kind of control.

Lu Yuan did not let his guard down. He seized the opportunity and swung his sword to chop the stone tablet again.

"Boom!"

The stone tablet collapsed with a loud bang in the violent vibration, and all the runes disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, all the shadow assassins turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared into the air.

"Success!"

Lu Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Yao and Ye Ling'er also stopped at the same time, their eyes full of surprise and fatigue.

"Brother Lu Yuan, you did it!"

Ye Ling'er ran over excitedly, her eyes full of admiration and joy.

Chu Yao also breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Finally got rid of these monsters."

Lu Yuan smiled slightly. Although he was physically exhausted, he still felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Let's keep moving forward. The Lingxian Grass is not far ahead."

Although they got rid of the shadow assassin, Lu Yuan knew that their real challenge was still to come. Deep in the Ghost Valley, there was something even more dangerous.

The group carefully passed through the ruins and continued to move into the valley.

Gradually, a fog appeared in front of us, and a faint smell of medicine came from the fog.

"This is the scent of the immortal grass!"

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up and hope suddenly appeared in his heart.

They quickened their pace, passed through the fog, and finally arrived at the deepest part of Ghost Valley.

In the center of this area, there grows a herb that emits a strange light.

The leaves of the herb are crystal clear, glowing with a light green glow, as if they contain powerful spiritual power.

"Spiritual Immortal Grass!"

Chu Yao cried out in surprise.

Ye Ling'er was also very excited: "Brother Lu Yuan, the Lingxian Grass was found!"

Lu Yuan nodded, his heart filled with joy.

This magical herb is the key herb for him to lift the curse of the Black Demon Sect.

"Great, we finally found it."

Lu Yuan walked forward, carefully pulled out the Lingxian Grass by its roots, and put it into a special medicine box.

However, just as they were about to leave, a low laugh suddenly came from all around.

"Haha, I didn't expect you guys could make it this far. You really have some skills."

Lu Yuan suddenly became alert and looked back quickly.

Several dark shadows slowly emerged from the fog, led by a man in a black robe.

The man had a weird smile on his face and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"People from the Black Demon Sect!"

Lu Yuan immediately recognized their identities and his eyes were full of vigilance.

The black-robed man sneered and said, "You are lucky to have found the Lingxian Grass. However, this thing is mine now."

Lu Yuan snorted coldly, and the Xuanyuan Sword was unsheathed, shining with golden light: "Want the Lingxian Grass? Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

The man in black robe laughed and said, "It seems that you still don't understand that your fate has long been destined to stay here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fog around him suddenly surged.

Countless black shadows emerged from the fog and surrounded Lu Yuan and his group.

"Oops, these things again!"

Chu Yao's face changed and she quickly tightened the weapon in her hand.

Lu Yuan didn't say much, he knew that the battle before him was inevitable.

"Ling'er, Chu Yao, be careful!"

At his command, the Xuanyuan Sword burst out with powerful sword energy and slashed directly towards the man in black robe.

The man in black robe sneered and quickly stepped back to avoid Lu Yuan's attack.

"Humph, it seems that the rumors are true, the Xuanyuan Sword is indeed powerful. However, you are still far from it."

As his words fell, the dark shadows around them began to surge wildly and pounced directly towards Lu Yuan and the others.

"Everyone be careful! Don't get touched by these shadows, they will suck away our spiritual energy!"

Lu Yuan reminded while swinging his sword to fight against the dark shadows.

Although the shadow's attack has no entity, it is extremely insidious.

They can penetrate the defenses of weapons and directly attack a person's spiritual power and spirit.

Every touch brings a sharp sense of weakness.

Ye Ling'er and Chu Yao joined forces to defend, but facing these strange black shadows, they gradually felt powerless.

"Brother Lu Yuan, we can't hold on any longer!"

There was a hint of anxiety in Ye Ling'er's voice.

Lu Yuan frowned, feeling secretly anxious.

If they can't find a way to break through it as soon as possible, they will probably be exhausted of their spiritual power by these shadows.

Eventually the entire army was annihilated.

"It seems like we have no choice but to give it a try!" (End of this chapter)