The two groups of people walked to a gate of this ancient city at the same time. The city walls on both sides of the gate had dense cracks and deep marks. They looked riddled with holes, as if they had experienced a huge disaster.
fighting.
On both sides of the city gate stood two statues of huge ferocious beasts. They exuded a violent aura and looked as if they were alive.
Four huge ancient characters are carved on the top of the city gate - City of Curses. From these four characters, you can feel a surge of hatred and all kinds of negative and evil energy.
People with low cultivation level may not even dare to take a look at it.
"It's actually a cursed city?" someone exclaimed.
"It is rumored that the Cursed City is the most powerful ancient city of the Cursed Clan, with strong defense and attack power. After that grand battle, the Cursed City disappeared. I didn't expect it to be here."
Some experts couldn't help but sigh.
From this ancient city, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a lot of powerful auras. There was no doubt that there were already true Saint Masters in the city.
After greeting the pair of Winged Tribe people, the two teams walked into the city at the same time.
As soon as they entered this ancient city, everyone felt a tragic atmosphere and a strong smell of blood. There was a sense of unwillingness and huge anger floating in the air.
There were cracks on the wide road, and the buildings on both sides looked shaky and about to collapse.
"I really didn't expect that the cursed city has become like this. The prosperous ancient city has disappeared in the long river of history."
"Is it the fault of time or the cruelty of people's hearts?"
Many people sighed, with complicated expressions in their eyes.
Just as everyone was walking forward faintly, suddenly, a faint sound came, and the sound became clearer and clearer. Countless sounds such as footsteps, noises, cries, etc. were echoing on this street.
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The voice sounded like he was back on a busy street. At this time, a faint wave spread out in the space, and the void was trembling slightly.
At this time, the scene in front of everyone changed. The street had completely changed. The road was smooth and wide, flashing with light. A master with black hair and black wings was walking on the street. The buildings on both sides were tall and majestic, and the shops
Zhongye is extremely prosperous, with experts coming in and out.
A picture of great prosperity.
At this time, those figures gradually disappeared, and the street returned to its previous appearance, extremely dilapidated.
"The obsession of the cursed clan is too strong. Even after millions of years, the prosperity of that moment still remains."
"Didn't you say that the cursed clan was unusually cruel?" someone asked.
"Who can tell clearly what is right and wrong!"
After entering this ancient city, everyone felt an invisible heaviness in their hearts, which was the invisible oppression brought by the ancient city.
At this time, just as everyone was about to reach a crossroads, they heard the sound of slight footsteps.
After walking a few steps forward, I saw a team from the Scale Horn Clan walking over from another street. There were twenty of them, including twelve who were at the ninth level of the Peak True King.
When they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan's team and the other team, they all stopped and became alert, their eyes flashed, and they looked at everyone on Yuwen Zhouyuan's team.
Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that the eyes of the group of Scale Horn Clan masters were all focused on him, and there was a flash of light in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, as if there was something worthy of their action in Yuwen Zhouyuan's body.
The leader, a master from the Scale Horn Clan, looked deeply at Yuwen Zhouyuan, swept his eyes coldly, and then led their people towards the center of the ancient city.
Countless masters have gathered in the center of the ancient city, and everyone can clearly feel it.
After the people from the Scale Horn Clan left, Yu Baihe looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with some worry and asked, "Do you have any grudge against those masters from the Scale Horn Clan?"
"How is that possible! I just walked out of the village not long ago. This is the first time I have met people from the Scale Horn Clan. How can I have any grudge against them!" Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said.
"They all looked at you just now, as if they knew you. Be careful." Yu Baihe reminded.
Everyone turned their attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan thoughtfully.
"If they must make trouble for me, there is nothing I can do." Yuwen Zhouyuan said helplessly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Of course he knew something was wrong because of his sensitive senses. Those experts from the Scale Horn Clan would not look at him for no reason.
"Everyone who has entered the Cursed Jedi is spreading the news that a master in our Winged Clan knows the news about the Flower of Luck. The news came from that master's mouth. As long as we can find that master, we can learn about the Flower of Luck."
I have the information about the flower." Suddenly, a person said, this person was a master of another team.
Hearing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan's face changed slightly. There was no doubt that someone did this deliberately, specifically to deal with him, and wanted to roast him on the fire.
The people in Yuwen Zhouyuan's team glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan without leaving any trace, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
"Why, haven't you heard the news?" someone in the team asked.
"No, we have never heard this news. By the way, do you know who he is?" someone from Yuwen Zhouyuan's team said.
"I don't know." The people in that team looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan from time to time. It was obvious that they had suspicions.
I really don’t know who he is, he dares to plot against me, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought with a sneer.
He knew that he was completely pushed to the forefront at this time, but he would not give in. Whoever dared to use any crooked ideas against him would definitely make the other party pay a heavy price.
"Those masters have gathered in the center of the ancient city, let's go too!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a faint smile, looking at everyone.
After he finished speaking, he walked forward. No one noticed that as he took a step forward, a wave of energy surged out from under his feet, entered the ground, and scattered in all directions.
There is a huge circular square in the center of the cursed city. In the center of the square stands a huge statue. There is a faint black light flowing on this statue. What is extremely surprising is that this statue goes from the center of the eyebrow to the bottom.
A tiny crack appeared.
There are countless experts gathered in the square, including people from all races and forces.
Here Yu Wen Zhouyuan also met the masters of Xiliang, many of whom Yu Wen Zhouyuan had met before.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan's group appeared, everyone's eyes turned over, as if they were really searching for something. When their eyes saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan, they all stopped.
There are many masters in the square, and those with the lowest cultivation level are all half-step true emperors. Masters at the true emperor level cannot survive here.
Almost all of them cast their gazes on Yuwen Zhouyuan, with a strange light flashing in their eyes. Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered, as if he didn't notice their gazes, and still walked forward.
Facing the gazes of countless masters that contained great pressure, everyone felt uncomfortable, as if there was a huge mountain pressing on their shoulders. However, when they saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan's indifferent look, the pressure in their hearts
It's been reduced a lot.
Humph, let’s see what you do this time. Anyone who goes against me, Mr. Ren, will not end well. In the corner of the broad square, Ren Qiuyuan thought with a cold light in his eyes and a proud look on his face.
Huh? Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was walking forward, suddenly felt a weak murderous aura. When he turned around, he saw Ren Qiuyuan's proud face.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shrank his eyes and thought: Could it be him?
This time it was obvious that someone was targeting him. Since he came to the Winged Clan, Yuwen Zhouji has basically not made enemies with anyone, except Ren Qiuyuan.
If it were really you, I wouldn't mind letting you die in the Cursed Jedi and become a ghost. Yuwen Zhouyuan has already put a cross on Ren Qiuyuan in his heart.
Yu Baihe who was next to Yu Wen Zhouyuan also noticed Ren Qiuyuan. A look of doubt appeared in her eyes, and then she turned to look at Yu Wen Zhouyuan, thoughtfully.
When they entered the square, the group of people separated from Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party, as if they were afraid of being implicated.
After choosing a location, everyone stood quietly and looked at the surrounding situation.
In this square, Yuwen Zhouyuan also saw three acquaintances. They were the three giants of Yisen City. The three of them formed a group, and there were many masters of half-step true saints behind them. These masters were all without exception.
They are all half-step true saint peak existences.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan walked in, they had already noticed Yu Wen Zhouyuan, with complex expressions in his eyes.
At this time, in this square, everyone gathered together, each with their own camp, time for each other, fear and guard against each other.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party entered the square, many others came in. The number of these teams varied, and of course there were people who came alone.
For an hour, basically no one came. This square is located on a very high ground, and standing on it, you can see the situation in the vast sea.
At this time, the vast gray-black sea was extremely calm and there was nothing.
At this time, a thousand masters gathered in the entire square, including 418 masters at the True Emperor stage, and the others were half-step True Saint masters.
This is a terrifying power! I am afraid that no matter which race can possess such power, they will be much tougher in speaking.
The most eye-catching among these masters are the ten masters in the late stage of True Saint. These are the masters who have not yet seen the barrier of breaking through the false fairyland. As for those masters who have touched the false fairyland, they have already gone into retreat to practice.
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Although the news about the Flower of Fortune has been passed on, there are still some masters who do not believe it. They will not give up their cultivation time for a piece of news that they do not know whether it is true or false.
Just when everyone was discussing in small groups, suddenly, a voice rang out.
"Everyone must have come here for the Lucky Flower. Before entering the Cursed Jedi, everyone must have found out from some masters that this news came from a master. If this is the case, then this master should also know.
Regarding the situation of the Lucky Flower, I feel that a treasure like the Lucky Flower is not something that one person can monopolize. I also hope that the knowledgeable expert will tell the news about the Lucky Flower. What do you think?" said the speaker.
He is a late-stage True Saint master of the Winged Clan, and there are two peak mid-stage True Saints beside him. Maybe this is the confidence for him to speak!