After a while, a group of people from the Soul Blood Tribe passed through the light curtain formed by the twisting space. After a few breaths, another group of people entered.
After a stick of incense, only Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party and another team from the Winged Clan were left on the beach near the sea.
They were waiting for Yuwen Zhouyuan's move, but Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't move at all. He seemed to be asleep. After half an hour, Yuwen Zhouyuan still didn't move, as if he didn't care about the lucky flower at all.
Worry in general.
Seeing that Yu Wen Zhouyuan didn't move, these people looked at Yu Wen Zhouyuan with unwilling expressions and then walked in.
After another stick of incense, Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly opened his eyes, glanced at everyone, showed a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "Let's go in too!"
"I thought you deceived them. The flower of luck is no longer here at all." Yuchi Ziming said with a smile, and then strode towards the light curtain.
"I have always been honest and will never lie to anyone." Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and walked over, and everyone passed through the light curtain.
Just after passing through the twisting light curtain, my eyes suddenly lit up. The whole space was much brighter. It was no longer the gray-black color. There were a few more auras of light above the sky, as if the space had been rendered in color.
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The eighth island is a magical island. On the entire island, life and death are constantly intertwined, and decay and majestic vitality coexist.
On this island, sometimes the trees are dense, the fragrant grass is still there, the fragrant flowers are swaying, and the giant trees are withered and the yellow leaves are rolled up, creating a scene of decay. These two awakenings are constantly changing, and everyone can see the process of the grass growing.
It feels like a quarter of an hour of heaven and a quarter of an hour of hell.
"It's amazing, the eighth island still looks like this." Yuchi Ziming exclaimed, looking at the island curiously.
"Two different powers appear alternately. Could it be the power possessed by the Lucky Flower and another force?" Yu Baihe's eyes flashed with light.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around, but without saying anything, he continued walking as before, covering a distance of ten feet in one step, very fast, and entered the jungle in the blink of an eye.
On the eighth island, the rules of heaven and earth have changed slightly. The ability to restrict everyone has been greatly weakened. Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness has been able to spread to places five miles away.
In Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness, there are some ferocious beasts living in this jungle that is constantly alternating between rebirth and destruction. These ferocious beasts look very docile and have no attack power at all.
Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan walking into the jungle, they followed him one by one.
"Ah..." Suddenly, a scream came from the area in the center of the eighth island. This scream was extremely long and full of sorrow, as if the master who screamed was suffering tremendous pain and pain.
torture.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, with light flashing in them, as if he was thinking about something.
Since entering the jungle, Yuwen Zhouyuan has not said a word and is just walking. As he walks, he moves his hands slightly, and runes the size of fingernails are formed. Some of them are submerged in the void, and some are submerged.
When we got underground, it seemed like something was being arranged.
"Huh? Aladarao, you don't seem to be walking in a straight line." Suddenly, Yuchi Ziming looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan walking in front and said.
"It is indeed not a straight line. We are moving around this island layer by layer." Lei Ding said lightly, and also turned his attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if he wanted an explanation.
"If you want to go directly to the inside of the island, I will never stop you. You are free to walk how you want." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly, he was too lazy to explain anything.
The closer the critical moment comes, the less easily you can trust others. The only one you can rely on is yourself. If Yuwen Zhouyuan gets the lucky flower and they see it, even if it is a fair distribution, some people may have objections, be dissatisfied, and cause other troubles.
Come.
After hearing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's words, they said nothing more and followed Yu Wen Zhouyuan quietly one by one.
Every once in a while, miserable sounds would be heard in the central area of the island. It was not until twenty-eight miserable voices were heard that the island became quiet.
In the blink of an eye, it had been more than two hours. After circling the entire island, Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party had arrived at the central area.
In the jungle, a gray-black fog blocked everyone's way. White rays of light emanated from the gray-black fog from time to time, looking indescribably weird.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped and observed carefully. In his spiritual consciousness, this gray-black foggy area was a circle. Within the foggy area, Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness could not see at all.
There are many experts with a wait-and-see attitude, as if they are constantly observing.
"I'll go in first. There may be dangers here." Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his head and glanced at everyone to remind him.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward and walked into the foggy area.
Yuchi Ziming, Lei Ding and others looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and walked in.
At this time, they already understood Yuwen Zhouyuan's concerns, and they were also worried about Qi Qi. If they got the lucky flower, they were afraid that others would know about it.
Within the gray-black foggy area, there was a strong aura of death, darkness, and decay. Yuwen Zhouyuan's body was wrapped in invisible energy, and he walked forward quietly without making a single sound, nor causing any energy fluctuations in the space.
After entering the gray-black foggy area and heading towards the center, Yuwen Zhouyuan found many masters of the curse clan sitting cross-legged on the ground, with gray-black energy surging around their bodies. Their positions seemed to contain some mysterious laws.
Formation? What are they trying to do? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself, looked around, and continued to run forward.
As Yuwen Zhouyuan ran forward, he also saw masters from various races along the way. They also moved forward cautiously. Of course, they also encountered many masters fighting with masters from the cursed clan.
Seeing that these Yuwen Zhouyuan were avoiding each other at a distance and going around, his purpose of coming this time was to get lucky flowers, not to participate in the battle.
By this time, he could already tell that the white light emitted by the Cursed Jedi was emitted by the Flower of Luck.
In the foggy area, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with light, and he kept moving forward. He felt a stream of pure power coming from all directions, all entering the center of the island. Needless to say, these are all curses.
After a clan forms a formation, the energy is input.
Is there something weird and important in the center of the eighth island? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself, and his speed increased several times.
As we move forward, the gray-black mist in the space becomes less and less, and the holy radiance becomes more and more.
Gradually, this space is divided into two layers. The bottom is the holy radiance, and the upper part is the gray-black mist. The gray-black mist flows faintly, all converging towards the center.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness returned to a range of ten miles, and his spiritual consciousness had already sensed the situation in the center.
In the central position, there grows a snow-white crystal flower that is as large as a cube. The petals of these flowers are long and narrow, round and arc-shaped, as crystal clear as jade. The light inside is constantly flowing, and circles of vast and holy brilliance emit from the flower.
It ripples out from within and is brilliant, as if it can illuminate the nine heavens and ten earths and purify everything.
When he saw this flower, Yuwen Zhouyuan's whole body was filled with excitement. He had already recognized it. It was the lucky flower, the Skeleton Demon Emperor. The mysterious woman had already given him the appearance of the lucky flower.
At this time, the lucky flower looked very bad. Above the flower, a very vague man sat cross-legged, with black energy surging around his body, as if he was the source of sin, corruption, and death. A wave of energy surged up.
They came over and gathered on him, and his aura was extremely powerful.
As if aware of Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness, the man with a vague voice suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant a torrent of gray-black energy surged out, carrying a powerful oppressive force.
Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly withdrew his spiritual consciousness and was soaked all over. The eyes of the figure just now were so terrifying, full of wisdom and destruction, as if just one look could make all things extinct.
"Ka ka ka..." A small sound suddenly sounded on his body. When he looked down, he saw that his skin was cracked, as if it were ceramic.
Seeing this scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked and quickly started to run his skills to see what was going on.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan contains a strange power in his body. This power does not seem to belong to the category of energy. It is like a rule. The original energy cannot remove that power at all. That power seems to have attached to
It penetrates every cell of his body and destroys his skin.
Yuwen Zhouyuan tried his best to get rid of that force. Fortunately, this force only acted on his superficial skin. Otherwise, Yuwen Zhouyuan would have thought of other methods.
Could it be...could it be because of that figure's look? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his heart.
That figure is like the source of all evil, representing the evil in the world. From that look, it seems as if it is preparing to refine the flower of luck.
Looking at his cracked skin, Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head slightly, forget it, let's think of a solution later!
There are already more than thirty masters at the center of the island. These masters are extremely powerful and are masters of all races. They are looking at the lucky flower and the figure with cold eyes.
Yuwen Zhouyuan ran forward. When he was two hundred feet away from the lucky flower, he stopped, looked at everything, and analyzed it carefully.
On the flower of luck, the figure's black energy billowed, continuously flowing downwards. In the center of the flower, a dazzling light the size of a basketball was wrapped in black energy. It looked like it was almost completely enveloped.