Ten acres of flowers, this is just a kind of name for the entrance of the Holy Heaven Pavilion by everyone. It is said that the area of the real flower sea is far more than ten acres. However, no one really measured it either.

However, everyone knows that ten acres of flowers is a huge formation. Few people know who set the formation. In short, no one will trespass until this attack.

Sheng Ruzi and the others didn't know how long it took to find a flaw in the sea of flowers, and after breaking into the ten acres of flowers, they ordered that the people behind them were not allowed to follow up.

Obviously, this formation is still a bit weird, and it is difficult for people with insufficient strength to enter.

"Nine Palace Bagua Array! Sure enough! That guy can get in so quickly, it seems that he still has a lot to do with him. And so, it couldn't be better!"

If Chu was here, he would definitely be able to hear this familiar voice. The Plum Blossom Cave Master didn't hide her voice anymore, and the male voice she deliberately maintained dissipated at this moment.

Nine palace gossip array, nine is the extreme, take the number of six and three derivations, Yi Youyun: one life two, two give birth to three, and three give birth to all things. There is also the so-called Taiji gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to four phases, four phases give birth to gossip, gossip and changes sixty-four yao, and the cycle has changed endlessly.

The owner of the plum blossom cave looked at the ten acres of flowers in front of him, his brows were frivolous, and the black cloak on his body was windless.

"Qunying, Long Snake, Wolong, Ambush on all sides, big gossip contains small gossip! Strange, such a complicated formation, how could that guy enter so easily? What a peculiar person!"

The plum blossom cave master was talking to himself, and he quickly dodged, and soon entered the central position of the ten acres of flowers.

"Heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountains, Ze, Qiankun heaven and earth are the mother of all things, water and fire are the foundation of yin and yang, wind and thunder are agitation, and mountains are formed. If the mountains are there, the flowers will be prosperous, and the sea will be prosperous, and all things will be born. Wonderful!"

In the sea of flowers in the sky, the burly black figure kept flashing. When he reached the last position, he casually threw a rune backwards. I saw that the rune was like a fiery snake, quickly rushing the sea of flowers out of a narrow path.

This trail twists and turns, constantly intersecting and changing in the whole sea of flowers. After lasting for a while, it eventually dissipated.

"What a Holy Heavenly Pavilion, it's really a big deal!"

The voice of the Plum Blossom Cave Lord gradually disappeared at the end of the sea of flowers, and then the figure also disappeared. I only heard the sound of "boom" in the distance, and then saw that the sea of flowers had returned to its previous appearance, and there was no change at all.

Wu Yue looked at the place where the Plum Blossom Cave Lord disappeared from a distance, and frowned. He saw the whole process and remembered the route that the fiery serpent had revealed. Now, the only thing he feels troublesome about is how to spend these ten acres of flowers with so many people under his command.

"Alas, it's not a good job!"

Wu Yue shook his head and held his head, he really felt that his head was big for a while. He turned around and continued to look at the battlefield, where the disciples of the Seventy-Two Plum Blossom Caves had advanced the battle to the end.

"Boss, you've got a job! This is still my old acquaintance, haha. I didn't expect to meet him here!"

Feng Peng's whole body was covered with blood, and he came to Wu Yue with the person who was also full of blood.

Monson was already wooden. He didn't make any resistance, his whole body was paralyzed and was carried in Feng Peng's hands, like a dead dog, his face expressionless.

"Why don't I know each other?, where did I come from?" Wu Yue knew that Feng Peng was a talker, so it was better to simply take the initiative to ask.

"That's the boss. At the beginning, a few people came to our island. They don't look like good people......"

Feng Peng began to chatter, constantly telling the cause and effect of discovering Meng Sen.

"Wang Wei, take the brothers to check the battlefield. Don't let anyone slip through the cracks. Since there are those who have surrendered, they will be detained first and wait for news from the cave master. ”

Wu Yue automatically blocked all the front-end stories told by Feng Peng.

"Okay, boss!" Wang Wei replied from afar.

"So, at that time, we didn't expect this guy to be able to escape from that uninhabited island. However, I didn't think about killing him at the beginning. Who would have thought that he would meet again here, and he would still be a leader!"

Feng Peng didn't pay attention to Wu Yue's impatient expression at all.

It doesn't matter whether the listener likes it or not. The important thing is that he must finish speaking, otherwise he can suffocate himself!

"Leader, then don't kill him yet. Wait for the cave master to have something to ask him later. If there's nothing to ask about then, it's not too late to kill him! Greet your subordinates and prepare to enter the Holy Heavenly Pavilion. ”

After Wu Yue finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of the ten acres of flowers.

"Alright, boss. Enter the Holy Heavenly Pavilion, the Holy Heavenly Pavilion...... Ah, Boss, Shengtian Pavilion! How do we live this ten-acre flower sea? I'm obedient, I remember that many people died in that ten-acre flower sea before!"

Feng Peng followed Wu Yue's back and chattered endlessly, still carrying a Meng Sen who was about to die in his hand.

Wu Yue didn't bother to pay attention to Feng Peng, and his speed naturally increased a lot. Feng Peng followed the slow follower, carrying Meng Sen to follow behind. Each time he sped up, his arms swung a little more, and Monson was swayed a little harder.

Wow!

Meng Sen spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a hint of green, perhaps because he was too worried, and spit out his bitter gall bile.

"Damn! Nima! I almost threw up on Lao Tzu's body! This unlucky thing, I'll kill you!"

Feng Peng knew that Wu Yue was unwilling to take care of himself, and he was already a little unhappy in his heart. Looking at the stupid look that Meng Sen vomited, he raised his hand and slapped him a few times.

Smack!

Monson didn't react in the slightest, just instinctively shaking his muscles from the beating.

"Okay, let's kill him again, and it won't be possible to know what news in the future. Count the number of people and prepare to enter the ten acres of flowers. ”

Wu Yue turned to look at the subordinates who were gradually gathering behind him. His brow furrowed slightly, and the speed at which the team was gathering was a little slow. The reason is that those captured disciples of various sects were seriously injured!

"Zheng Bing, you lead your men to clean up the battlefield. After cleaning up, guard the periphery of the ten acres of flowers. The rest of the people will hand over all the captives in their hands to the people in the second hole, and move quickly!"

After Wu Yue finished speaking, an extra torch suddenly appeared in his hand. The torch was lit instantly, and then it was sent out by Wu Yue Pingping. The torches kept rushing ahead along a specific route, each inflection point landing on the leaves of the bush very cleverly.

Rumble!

A majestic fire rose into the sky, and behind the fire was a narrow path.

If an outsider stands in the distance, he has to sigh that this person can control the fire so perfectly.

"Enter!"

Wu Yue roared, and Wang Wei rushed in with his brothers.

Fifty commanders, fifty teams. Except for Zheng Bing, who was on duty outside and cleaning up the battlefield, the others walked on the long and narrow path quickly and orderly like a sprinting army.