After entering the gray-black fog area and heading towards the center, Ye Xiaofeng discovered that many masters of the Fallen Clan were sitting cross-legged on the ground, with gray-black energy surging on their bodies. Their location seemed to contain some mysterious rule.

Formation? What are they trying to do? Ye Xiaofeng thought to himself, looked around, and continued to run forward.

As he ran forward, he saw masters from all races along the way. They also moved forward carefully. Of course, they also encountered many famous masters and masters from the Fallen Clan fighting.

Seeing these Ye Xiaofeng avoiding them from afar and walking around them, this time he came, his purpose was to curse the flower, not to participate in the battle.

At this time, he could already make it clear that the white light emitted from the Abyss of Death was emitted by the Flower of Curse.

In the foggy area, there was a flash of light in Ye Xiaofeng's eyes and he kept moving forward. He felt a stream of pure power surge from all directions and all entered the center of the island. Needless to ask, these were the energy input from the Fallen Clan after forming a formation.

Could it be that there is something strange and important in the center of the eighth island? Ye Xiaofeng thought to himself that his speed has increased several times.

As we moved forward, the gray-black fog in the space turned out to be less and the holy light became more and more.

Gradually, the space was divided into two layers, with holy light at the bottom, and gray-black fog above, and gray-black fog flowed faintly, all converging towards the center.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng's mind returned to a range of ten kilometers, and his mind had already felt the situation in the central position.

In the center, a snow-white and crystal flower with a cubic size grew. The petals of these flowers are narrow and smooth, as crystal clear as jade. The light inside them continues to flow, and circles of vast and holy brilliance ripples out from the flowers, making them brilliant, as if they can shine on the nine heavens and ten earths and purify everything.

When Ye Xiaofeng saw this flower, he had already recognized it, that was the Curse Flower, the Bone Emperor, and the mysterious woman had already given him the Curse Flower.

At this time, the Curse Flower seemed to be very bad. Above the flower, a man with extremely blurred figure sat cross-legged, with black energy surging on his body, as if he was the source of sin, depravity, and death. A stream of energy surged over and gathered on him, and his aura was extremely powerful.

As if he had noticed Ye Xiaofeng's thoughts, the man with a blurry voice suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, the gray-black energy surged out, with a strong oppressiveness.

Ye Xiaofeng hurriedly withdrew his mind and his whole body was wet. The eyes of the figure just now were so terrible, full of wisdom and destruction, as if just one glance could make all things extinct.

Kakka, suddenly a slight sound came from his body. He looked down and saw that his skin had cracked, like ceramics.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaofeng was shocked and quickly used the exercises to see what was going on.

At this time, his body contained a strange power, which seemed to not belong to the category of energy, just like a rule. The true qi of lust could not remove that power at all. The power seemed to have attached to every cell of his destruction of the skin.

After using all his skills, Ye Xiaofeng did not drive away the power. Fortunately, this power was only applied to his epidermis. Otherwise, Ye Xiaofeng might have thought of other ways to go to the morning reading.

Could it be that the figure looked at him? He thought to himself.

That figure was like the source of all evil, representing the evil in the world. From that perspective, it seemed like it was preparing to refine the flower of curse.

After looking at his cracked skin, Ye Xiaofeng shook his head slightly, forget it, let’s find a way later!

There are more than 30 masters in the center of this island. These masters are extremely powerful and are all masters of all races. They are looking at the curse words and that figure in a cold manner.

Ye Xiaofeng ran forward, and when the distance between the Curse Flower and another 200 meters, he stopped, looked at all and analyzed carefully.

On the Curse Flower, the figure rolled in black air and kept rushing downwards. In the heart of the flower, a dazzling light as big as a basketball was wrapped in black air, and it seemed that it was about to be completely wrapped.

Ye Xiaofeng had a premonition that once this dazzling light was wrapped in black gas, I am afraid that this abyss of death would have some changes.

"This is not a solution. Let's attack together!" A master of the Divine Feather Clan said coldly, glanced at the Curse Flower, revealing a hint of greed.

"No, that person is extremely powerful, we are no match for it at all." Another master shook his head and said.

"Do we have to watch the Curse Flower be swallowed by him? If we unite to attack, I believe it will definitely have a huge effect." said the master of the Shenyu Clan.

The others were thinking about this matter seriously. If they didn't take action, the Curse Flower was swallowed by the figure, and they would get nothing, and they could die. They all felt the extremely strong aura of death from the master.

After a long time, another master of the Sacred Realm of the Divine Feather Clan said: "We have come here, we must do it. If we don't do it, we can't do it anymore. I believe you can see that the master is definitely not a good person. If he swallows the Curse Flower, he will definitely kill us."

As soon as the obedience came out, all of their bodies were shocked. They knew that the master of the Shenyu Clan was telling the truth.

"I didn't expect that our masters from different races could unite and become one side temporarily. Just do it!" said one of the masters of the peak holy realm of the Blood Shadow Clan.

Everyone else nodded.

"Start, do it." The master of the Sacred Realm of the Divine Feather Clan shouted loudly, and the white energy surged out of his hand, as if it was a long river, surging over.

The others have each developed their most powerful unique skills.

Suddenly, in this world, more than thirty terrifying attacks roared towards the figure on the Curse Flower.

These thirty years have passed through the void, drowning everything, breaking down together.

"Die." Suddenly, on the Curse Flower, the man opened his eyes, his eyes like a black hole, emitting black light that devoured everything. His voice was extremely cold and cold, as if it was from Jiuyou.
Chapter completed!