After a few moments, the group of Soul Blood Clan passed through the light curtain formed by the writhing space, and after a few breaths, another group entered.

After a pillar of incense, only Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party were left on the beach near the sea, as well as another team of the Feather Wing Clan.

They waited for Yuwen Zhouyuan's move, but Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't move at all, as if he was asleep, and after half an hour, Yuwen Zhouyuan still didn't move, as if he didn't worry about the lucky flower at all.

Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan did not move, these people glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan with an unwilling expression, and then walked in.

After another pillar 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, and the Flower of Fortune wasn't here at all. Yu Chi Ziming said with a smile, and then strode towards the light curtain.

"I've always been honest and don't lie. Yuwen Juyuan smiled and walked over, and everyone passed through the light curtain.

After passing through the twisting light curtain, the whole space suddenly lit up, no longer the gray-black tone, there were a few more rays of light above the nine heavens, as if this space had been rendered in color.

The eighth island is a magical island, and the whole island is constantly intertwined with life and death, and decay and majestic vitality coexist.

On this island, the trees are dense for a while, the grass is still there, the fragrant flowers are swaying, the giant trees are withering, the yellow leaves are rolled up, and the scene of decay is constantly changing, and everyone can see the process of grass growing, giving people the feeling that it is, a quarter of an hour of heaven, a quarter of an hour of hell.

"It's amazing that the eighth island is still like this. Yu Chi Ziming said in surprise, looking at the island curiously.

"Two different forces alternate, it should be the power that Lucky Flower has and the other power. Yu Baihe's eyes flashed.

Yuwen Juyuan looked around, didn't say anything and continued to walk before, one step and ten zhang away, the speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he entered the jungle.

On the eighth island, the rules of heaven and earth have changed slightly, and the ability to restrict everyone has been greatly weakened, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness and mental power have been able to spread to places five miles away.

In the divine consciousness of Yuwen Zhouyuan, in this jungle that constantly alternates between rebirth and destruction, there are some fierce beasts that live here, and these fierce beasts look docile and have no attack power at all.

Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan walking into the jungle, they followed one by one.

"Ah......h

Yuwen Jooyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a flash of light in them, as if he was thinking about something.

Since entering the jungle, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say a word, and walked to himself, as he walked, his hands swiped slightly, and runes the size of a fingernail were formed, some of them were submerged into the void, and some of them were submerged into the ground, as if they were arranging something.

"Ahh Suddenly, Yu Chi Ziming looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was walking in front of him, and said.

"It's not a straight line, we're going around the island. Reading said lightly, and also looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, as if he wanted an explanation.

"If you want to go directly to the interior of the island, I will never stop you, and it is your freedom to walk however you want. Yuwen Juyuan said very calmly, he didn't bother to explain anything.

The more critical it is, the more you can't easily trust others, the only one who can be relied on is yourself, if Yuwen Zhouyuan gets the lucky flower, they see it, even if it is a fair distribution, I'm afraid that some people will have opinions, dissatisfaction in their hearts, and something else will happen.

Hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, they didn't say anything anymore, and followed Yuwen Zhouyuan quietly one by one.

In the center of the island, every once in a while, there would be a miserable sound, and it was not until twenty-eight miserable sounds came out that the island fell silent.

In the blink of an eye, it was already more than two hours, and they were walking around the entire island, and Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party had already arrived in the central area.

In the jungle, a gray-black mist blocked everyone's way, and white light radiated from the gray-black fog from time to time, looking indescribably weird.

Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped and observed carefully, in his divine sense, this gray-black mist area is a circle, in the mist area, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness and mindfulness can't be checked at all, and there are many masters on the periphery with a wait-and-see attitude, as if they are really constantly observing.

"I went in first, there could be danger in here. Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his head and swept his gaze, looked at everyone and reminded.

As the words fell, he stepped out and walked into the misty area.

Yu Chi Ziming, Reading and the others looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and walked in.

At this time, they had already understood Yuwen Zhouyuan's concerns, and they were the same, if they got the lucky flower, they were afraid that others would find out.

In the gray-black mist area, there was a strong aura of death, darkness, and decay, and the invisible energy around Yuwen Zhouyuan wrapped his whole body, walking forward quietly, without a trace of sound, nor did it cause fluctuations in the energy in the space.

After entering the gray-black mist area, heading towards the center, Yuwen Zhouyuan found many masters of the cursed clan sitting cross-legged on the ground, with gray-black energy surging on their bodies, and their locations seemed to contain some kind of mystical law.

What are they trying to do? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought in his heart, looked around, and continued to run forward.

As Yuwen Zhouyuan ran forward, along the way, he also saw the masters of various clans, and they were also cautiously moving forward, of course, they also encountered many masters and masters of the cursed clan fighting.

Seeing that these Yuwen Zhou Yuan were far away, he avoided and bypassed, this time, his purpose was to be a lucky flower, not to participate in the battle.

By this time, he could already make it clear that the white light emitted by the Cursed Jedi was the one emitted by the Lucky Flower.

In the misty area, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he continued to move forward, he felt a stream of pure power surging from all directions, all entering the center of this small island, no need to ask, this is all the energy input from the cursed clan after forming a formation.

Could it be that there is something strange and important in the middle of the eighth island? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself, and his speed increased several times.

As we ran forward, there was less gray-black mist in the space, and more and more holy brilliance.

Gradually, the space was divided into two layers, with a holy glow at the bottom and a gray-black mist at the top, strands of gray-black mist flowing faintly, all converging towards the center.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness and mental power had recovered to the range of ten miles, and his divine consciousness and mental power had already felt the situation in the central position.

In the center, there is a full cube-sized snow-white crystal flower, the petals of these flowers are narrow and smooth arcs, crystal like jade, the light in it is constantly flowing, and a circle of vast and holy light ripples out from the flower, the brilliance is brilliant, as if it can shine on the nine heavens and ten earths, purifying everything.

When he saw this flower, Yuwen Zhouyuan was covered for a while, he had already recognized it, it was the lucky flower, the Skeleton Demon Emperor and the mysterious woman had already given him the appearance of the lucky flower.

At this time, the lucky flower seemed to be very bad, above the flower, a man with an extremely vague figure sat cross-legged, the black qi on his body was surging, as if he was the source of sin, depravity, and death, and a stream of energy surged over and gathered on him, and the momentum on his body was extremely powerful.

As if sensing Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness and telekinesis, this man with a vague voice suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, surging gray-black energy gushed out, with a strong oppressive nature.

Yuwen Zhouyuan hurriedly withdrew his divine consciousness and mental power, and his whole body was soaked, the eyes of the figure just now were really terrifying, full of wisdom and destruction, as if just one glance could make all things extinct.

"Click......" A small voice suddenly sounded on his body, and he looked down to see that his skin had cracked, like ceramic.

Seeing this scene, Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked and hurriedly ran the exercises to see what was going on.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan contained a strange power in his body, this power did not seem to belong to the category of energy, just like a rule, the origin energy could not remove that power at all, that power seemed to have been attached to each of his cells, destroying the skin.

After exhausting all means, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't get rid of that power, but fortunately, this power only acted on his epidermis, otherwise, Yuwen Zhouyuan would have thought of other ways to read it earlier.

Don't...... Could it be because of the look in that figure's eyes? Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.

That figure was like the root of all evil, representing the evil between heaven and earth, and from that point of view, it seemed to be 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 way later!

In the center of this island, there are already more than thirty masters, these masters are extremely powerful, they are all masters of various races, and they are looking coldly at the lucky flower and that figure.

Yuwen Juyuan ran forward, and when he was two hundred zhang away from the lucky flower, he stopped, looked at all this, and analyzed it seriously.

On the lucky flower, the figure was rolling in black gas, constantly surging downward, and in the heart of the flower, a dazzling light the size of a basketball was wrapped in black gas, and it looked like it was about to be completely wrapped.