The small island that surfaced suddenly rushed out of the sunset, and everyone looked up, and their eyes were full of fire.

In fact, among all the people present, only the disciples of the Beiming Sect were directly teleported here after passing through the Dragon Teng Labyrinth, and the rest of them had more or less experienced other levels.

I don't know what standard the person in charge uses to make this distinction, leaving aside the Dragon Teng Labyrinth, the other levels that Cheng Xue has passed, the Flower Sea Fantasy Realm, the Netherworld Lake, and the Demon God Temple, are all tests of nine deaths and one life.

Even so, there are still people who have broken through five levels and killed six generals all the way, and they have a more thrilling life than her.

Now that the last hurdle is just around the corner, how can these people's hearts not be excited?

The glow rose into the sky, and finally turned into nothingness, without a trace, and the whole picture of the island also appeared in front of everyone.

Cheng Xue looked around, only to see a peaceful village on the island, with patches of fishing nets drying on the coast, and a group of children playing with bare buttocks among them.

The beach is full of footprints left by them, dense, and the sand is slightly moist, as if you can feel the delicate texture when you step on it.

The afternoon sun poured down, and she suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she had also been to such a place, where the people were simple and people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and a period of time there made her extremely comfortable.

When she woke up from her memories and found that there was no one around her, she was in a trance for a while, and when she focused again, she saw a large fishing net coming towards her.

"Caught Axue!"

"It's your turn to be a catcher this time!"

As he spoke, a large group of children ran away, turning back to Cheng Xue and shouting at Cheng Xue as they ran: "Come and catch us!"

Cheng Xue looked at the fishing net in her hand and smiled.

It's just that why she feels that as soon as she arrives, she is extremely relieved, as if she has returned to her mother's belly, warm and long, like an endless stream, filled with the tranquility and beauty of the slow flow of fine water.

Cheng Xue raised her eyebrows, looked at her still chubby little arms and legs, and tentatively walked a few steps, still a familiar feeling in childhood, the subtle amplitude of the little fat swaying, and the melodious time brought up, it is really nostalgic!

She suddenly didn't want to break through this illusion so quickly, even though the array was in her hand, she finally laughed at herself and sat down on the spot.

At some point, the children's laughter had disappeared, and all that remained in my ears was the sound of the wind blowing and the waves.

The sun, the sand, and the waves all intertwine together to create a gorgeous scene, and after watching it for a long time, you will fall asleep.

She simply lay down, the whole person was spread out into a big character, the tip of her nose lingered with the saltiness of the sun on the beach, mixed with the wet sea breeze, Cheng Xue couldn't help but close her eyes.

From a distance, it seems to be a fat salted fish lying on the beach, leisurely and comfortable, and I haven't seen it turn over for a long time.

Cheng Xue sighed comfortably in her heart, the rules of life of salted fish, she implemented it thoroughly in her previous life, but she couldn't stick to it in this life!

In the end, she still came to a salted fish and jumped up.

Everything has changed, my father and mother have soared, my uncle has fallen into the devil, my grandfather and grandmother have been killed, and the enemy is still at large......

Thinking of this, the spiritual power in his hand flowed, and everything in front of him gradually became blurred, and finally turned into fragments, revealing the real scene.

The sun, the sand, and the waves are gone, replaced by the boundless glow, and after the ultimate magnificence, there is dizziness.

Cheng Xue shook her head, and her spiritual power wandered around her eyes, which avoided the embarrassment of being dazzled, and when she looked at it again, she still couldn't see the road ahead, and her vision was all occupied by gorgeous light and shadow, making it difficult to peek at others.

Outside the island, the rest of the people who had been trapped by the illusion were kicked out one after another.

One by one, they have different looks, or crazy, or obsessed, or drunk, and after sobering up, they will inevitably be embarrassed.

However, they quickly adjusted, and when they looked up, they saw that the small island on the lake had completely suspended in the air and had become a floating island.

Of course, what shocked them even more was that the island was covered with clouds and mist, but there was a huge two-color flower rising from the ground and piercing into the clouds.

It is a strange flower, with a total of 18 petals, half white, pure and immaculate, and half black, quiet and deep, magnificent and mysterious against the background of the sun.

It's just that the petals are curled and introverted, and they are in a state of half-opening, but they are also moving enough.

Seeing this, the scattered cultivators were speechless, and even the disciples of the other five sects also showed different colors.

No one knows what kind of flower it is, but everyone knows in their hearts that it must be a treasure.

Suddenly, someone pointed to one of the petals and exclaimed, "What's that?"

Everyone's eyes flashed, and they looked intently, only to see something moving in the petals of the inward roll, and opened their eyes wide and took a closer look.

"It seems to be a person!" said someone with a blank look on his face.

At this time, someone noticed that the number of people on the field seemed to be wrong, and a few "familiar faces" were missing.

Soon, the disciples of the Beiming faction found that they were missing five people in their camp, namely Cheng Xue, Du Dudu, Lian He, Gu Ming, and You Yu.

The Huangjue faction has less Zheng Shanyang and Zheng Jiaoyang, the Feixian Pavilion has less Ji Wei, the Wanjianmen has less Fengyang, and the Lingzhao faction has less Dugu Zhongsheng.

Except for the Chosen Son, they are all elite disciples of various factions.

Could it be that they have all gone to the petals? Everyone looked unpredictable, looking at the strange flowers on the island, a little distracted.

In fact, Cheng Xue and the others did enter the petals, and after a few interviews and probes, she quickly found out the reality of this place.

It's not that she suddenly became discerning, meticulous, knowledgeable, and insightful, but Wei Yuan suddenly spoke.

"This is the flower of gods and demons, it is very helpful for you to cultivate the god and demon body, and you are now in its petals. ”

“？？？”

"The spiritual imprint left by the man told me. ”

After saying this, Wei Yuan stopped talking, as if it had taken him most of his strength to say these two words.

In this regard, Cheng Xue was helpless, and forced him to learn another exercise system, which is indeed a bit unkind, but only by studying can he progress!

She tried to convince herself that conscience should not come out and make trouble, so that she could observe the current situation with peace of mind.

"This is actually a petal!" Even she couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of this flower, the space in front of her was extremely gorgeous, she suddenly thought of something, her expression moved, waving the clouds and jumping up and down.

However, to her disappointment, she did not encounter anything in the way, as if it were boundless, and if the average person told her that it was the petal of a flower, she would have sneered at him and deceived the child!

It's just that she believes that Yi Yuan won't lie to her.

In this way, if there is a petal here, then there will always be a head and a tail, and she just needs to choose a direction and keep going.

So, she dragged Liuyun in tow, casually moved away in a different direction, and flew away.

Outside the island, the flowers of gods and demons slowly stretched, as if they had been nourished in some way, and the petals were more crystal clear and delicate.

This also made it easier for everyone to check the situation inside each petal, and found that the previous guess was correct, and there were only people in the ten flowers, which corresponded to the number of missing people.

Just as everyone was pondering, the flower of gods and demons suddenly dimmed, and eighteen petals stretched out one after another, and it seemed that it was about to open completely.

The incomparable beauty, the indescribable amazement, the shock that hits the hearts of the people, the scene in front of them, makes everyone lose the ability to think, and their minds are full of gorgeous beauty.

This is not simply an illusion of light and shadow, let alone a simple visual impact, but a lingering soul sinking, suffocating, life and death in front of this, it seems that it has become unimportant.

The huge petals stretched out to the fullest, and after they were completely opened, they hung down to the outside of the island and in front of everyone.

I don't know whether I want to go forward to worship from the bottom of my heart, or I don't hesitate to be tempted by the treasure, in short, everyone who stayed on the island approached the holy and evil flower of gods and demons.

At this time, how can there be a distinction between loose cultivation and sects, casual clothes and systems are intertwined, and the views of sects have also dissipated like smoke, at least at this moment, everyone is a painstaking person who walks alone in the avenue.

The beautiful and ruthless are affectionate, and the soulless man ascends and walks towards the pure white, while the obsessive person approaches the inky black side.

The number of the two sides is not up or down, and the hearts of the people are sometimes five or five.

The petals are like weeping clouds, like a dream, everyone looks dazed, and they rush up, some people throw themselves into the air and fall into the dust, some people are down-to-earth and soar into the sky, some people are weak and give up halfway, and some people do not forget their original intentions, so they have to always ......

In short, when the petals are swaying, the fragrance of the flowers is coming, and when everyone is sober, there are only eight people who can enter the petals steadily, just one petal per person.

The rest of the people fell to the ground in pieces, like scattered stars, and it was difficult to compete with the bright moon.

After being confused for a while, these people quickly came back to their senses, quickly hugged together, resumed their previous camp, looked up at the recovered flowers of gods and demons, and discussed the next arrangements as usual, as for what they thought in their hearts, who knows!

This came and went, among the eighteen people who went up, six were from the Beiming faction, three from the Huangjue faction, three from the Wanjianmen, two from the Lingzhao faction, two from the Feixian Pavilion, and two from the Sanxiu faction.

If it is won by numbers, the Beiming faction will be in the first place, and the pressure on the other sects will suddenly double.

There was a faint gaze from other camps, and everyone in the Beiming faction put away their joy and snorted coldly, but secretly made everyone more vigilant.

Up to now, the treasure hunt is already related to the prestige of the sect, and there is no room for loss!

The wind is surging outside, and inside the flower of gods and demons, the battle is about to start.

The petals completely opened and stretched, and the other eight people were brought in, and they began to wither.

Starting from the outermost end, it suddenly disappears, and from the outside world, I can see that the petals gradually turn into bursts of aura, soar into the sky, and finally fall on the cloud-like stamens.

This made the people who originally wanted to take advantage of it a little disappointed.

The people inside the petals were not so happy, the whole space began to collapse from the outside, and they watched the back road turn into pieces and disappear again, which made them tremble and run away frantically inside.

Cheng Xue was no exception, I saw her running her spiritual power at extreme speed, and at the same time slapping the swift talisman at her feet, almost at the same speed as the space collapse, rushing forward.

Soon, the petals completely withered, and Cheng Xue and the others also came to the other world with palpitations.

There is an intoxicating fragrance coming to the face, looking up, only to see a crystal clear pillar of light standing in a forest, rising to the sky, straight into the clouds, people can't help but be fascinated.

Cheng Xue waited quietly for a few breaths, and saw that there was nothing abnormal, so she stepped forward to investigate.

Putting on the isolation gloves made of the mandarin swim bladder, Cheng Xue reached out and touched the "pillar of light" and touched the powder, which seemed to be the stamen of the flower of gods and demons.

"Collect it, good stuff!" reminded Wei Yuan duly.

If it was an ordinary casual cultivation, he would have already taken out the bag to collect the treasure when he saw this, but Cheng Xue grew up in the rich nest since she was a child, and her sensitivity to the baby can only be said to be average.

Fortunately, she has a spirit of diligence and thrift, otherwise, how many treasures she would have to miss along the way!

With Wei Yuan's reminder, Cheng Xue hurriedly took out the jade box and scraped the pollen on the "pillar of light", but this life was really hard work, and after scraping two boxes, Cheng Xue was reluctant to move.

"Whatever you want!" Seeing her so lazy, she sighed resignedly, and she didn't even have the desire to complain.

Cheng Xue made excuses for herself: "I'm not lazy, but a treasure in the world, although those who can live in it, but if I eat meat myself, I also have to leave a soup for future generations......"

Seeing that she was still vibrant, Wei Yuan simply returned to his body, and he didn't even give a look.

Cheng Xue stopped talking and continued to walk inside.

Not long after she left, someone walked out of another petal, only to see that the person had a round belly and a wine gourd pinned to his waist, who was not Feng Yang?

He patted his stomach with some fear, the space collapsed, as long as he accidentally got it, he would be washed into the turbulence of time and space, and when the time came, he would die for a lifetime, who would reason with him!

He smacked his lips, his eyes lit up, he looked at the towering "pillar of light" in front of him, and smelled the breath of the treasure.

Just as he was happily collecting the treasure, someone arrived here again and looked up.

"Okay, you turtle son, you can be regarded as being caught by grandpa!" Feng Yangyan quickly put the jade box into the storage space, and then crossed his hands on his hips, pretending to be waiting for the other party here.

Zheng Shanyang saw that it was him, and he was a little stunned for a while, and said weakly: "What are you waiting for Lao Tzu to do, tell you, there are all disciples of my Huangjue Sect outside, what do you want to do, weigh it first!"

The contradiction between these two people has something to do with Cheng Xue.

Speaking of which......

I won't go into too much detail here, let's pick it up again when we have time.

In short, the two have been grudges for a long time, and now that the enemy meets, Zheng Shanyang may be cowardly, but Feng Yang, what is the gourd essence, there is no such word in his life dictionary!

I saw him scolding and scolding while digging out the guy.

Although he and Zheng Shanyang are both Jindan monks, Feng Yang's natal magic weapon is an immortal weapon, and he once fought against Fu Wei's magic jar at the beginning, and he did not fall behind.

Although he can't exert his full strength now because of his cultivation, it is more than enough to deal with Zheng Shanyang.

Zheng Shanyang's cultivation talent can only be said to be good compared to his alchemy talent, so the elders of the sect are more inclined to let him be diligent in alchemy, and his combat strength is naturally slightly inferior to Feng Yang, not to mention that people still have immortal weapons in their hands.

The grievances between Feng Yang and him have been going on for a long time, but they have never been resolved head-on, on the one hand, there is no chance, and on the other hand, the forces behind them do not give them a chance.

Now, it's a monk, so let's do it in a dignified way!