This is thousands of miles away from the North Youcheng, a continuous, steep and majestic mountain range called: Jiuyou Mountain Range.

Towering ancient trees rise from the ground in the mountains, rendering the mountains into a vast and endless sea of turquoise. When the breeze blows, the endless turquoise tide rises, and the waves crash on the shore as far as the eye can see, and the waves are turbulent, which is amazing.

As the golden sunlight falls, the mountains are covered with green canopies, and the green branches and leaves are glowing with a brilliant gilded halo.

In the mountains, there were bursts of sky-shattering beast roars.

The sound of beast roars one after another made the mercenaries who entered the Nine Shadows Mountain Range to hunt desolate beasts and demon beasts become more and more tense.

And there is a strange and treacherous place of death in these Nine Secluded Mountains: the Nine Secluded Streams.

There are no desolate beasts, demon beasts, or even other creatures within a radius of ten miles from the Nine Secluded Streams.

Some are just evil spirits that survive in the abyss of the Nine Shadows and run out of the ground to devour the blood of living beings, Yakshas, and Shura...... Creatures of the underworld.

And the Northern Secluded City Martial Hall is located on a heaven and earth spiritual vein in this Nine Secluded Mountain Range.

In addition, various defensive formations were forbidden within a radius of hundreds of miles from the Nine Shadows Stream, and disciples and elders were dispatched to sit in the Nine Shadows Stream to block and kill the underworld creatures that escaped from the abyss under the Nine Shadows.

Prevent evil spirits and other underworld creatures from destroying living beings.

Suddenly, two streamers, one green and one silver, came into view, and saw that their direction came from the direction of the martial palace located in the Nine Secluded Mountain Range, and swept towards the direction of the Nine Secluded Stream.

......

For a long time, the blue and silver streamer stopped on a lush mountain peak in the Nine Secluded Mountains.

At this time, the Xingyuan Silver Wing behind Wu Xi, the Lingbao casting pattern flickered, and the silver glow flowed, which looked extremely extraordinary.

Wu Xi's eyes looked at it like a torch, and in the distance, the flat and vast place full of gray-white corpses filled with the air of death and silence appeared in the field of vision.

And Wu Xi's gaze finally stayed on the majestic black and white giant tower that rose from the ground and was surrounded by black and white airflow.

"This Nine Deaths Tower seems to be suppressing something, if I break into the tower, will it cause any bad effects!"

A silver glow appeared in Wu Xi's dark eyes, and he said with a worried expression.

At the same time, under the giant tower deep in the depths of the pupils, a series of figures exuding an evil and cold aura continued to roar!

"Let's break into the tower! no need to ask!" Wang Cun said lightly, noncommittal.

There was a hint of warning in his tone.

"Okay, please open the tower, elder!" Wu Xi heard this, his eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't ask more, and then bowed to Wang Cun, and said with a solemn look on his handsome face.

"Everyone, open the tower!" a deafening voice like Hong Zhong Da Lu came out of Wang Cun's mouth, and it was clearly audible for miles.

The sound fell, and the runes engraved around the hundred-zhang black and white giant tower flickered, and the giant tower then burst into a dazzling black and white glow, making a rumbling sound.

Immediately, the closed stone of the giant tower was not stone, and the door of the tower was slowly opened.

The tower was pitch black, like a black hole that swallowed everything.

"Roar!" a roar came from the bottom of the tower, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Seeing this, Wu Xi's face changed slightly, and he said secretly in his heart: Sure enough!

"Fast forward to the tower!" Wang Cun immediately said in a deep voice.

There was a hint of extremely rare anxiety in his tone.

Hearing this, Wu Xi nodded silently, and the Xingyuan Silver Wing behind him unfolded.

"Whew"!

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and I saw that above the mountain peak, Wu Xi turned into a silver streamer and swept towards the black hole in the tower.

In the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the giant tower.

Seeing this, Wang Cun's narrow eyes appeared with a complicated expression, vicissitudes and tiredness.

Little guy, the survival of the Martial Palace and even the entire Northern Ghost City depends on you.

Don't let me down!

Wang Zheng thought secretly in his heart.

Although he has been disappointed many times.

In the Tower of Nine Deaths, darkness, loneliness and death are the main tones here.

A clear sound of gold and iron resounded in the dark interior of the giant tower.

Then, a rich silver shadow rises from the darkness, illuminating its surroundings.

One by one, the black pressure is pressed, and the dense evil spirits that make the scalp tingle are suspended in the void. The pitch-black figure exuded, and the evil spirit with fangs and claws of an evil aura appeared in Wu Xi's pupils.

Seeing this, Wu Xi's face became more and more ugly.

"Evil spirit!" In the star cluster, Wu Xi was holding a silver halberd, his body was tense, his face was ugly, and a solemn gaze appeared in his dark eyes, looking vigilantly at the evil spirits surrounding him.

However, it did not make Wu Xi feel too much pressure.

Because the evil spirit that appeared in front of her was the strongest, and it was only the ninth level of qi refining, and it couldn't pose much of a threat to him now, but the number of this evil spirit made Wu Xi's scalp tingle.

Evil spirits, after the death of the creatures of the Martial Domain, because the soul is contaminated with resentment and has no ** return, and wanders away from the underworld.

There is no intelligence, only the evil existence of killing and devouring the blood of living creatures.

"Roar!" A terrible roar sounded, and I saw the evil spirits around Wu Xi with scarlet eyes, and then rushed up to attack, roaring and pounced on Wu Xi, wanting to tear Wu Xi to pieces and devour his blood.

Seeing this, the latter took a deep breath of the foul air inside the tower, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he grinned and showed two rows of white teeth.

Immediately, Wu Xi's thin body trembled suddenly, and the spiritual power in the dantian spirit swirl in his body swelled, flowing into his right arm along the meridians, and the silver halberd in his right hand suddenly flashed.

"Boom!" the sound of breaking the air sounded

Dozens of dazzling silver halberd shadows that seemed to be able to smash all things, tearing the void appeared around Wu Xi's body.

Slash at the evil spirit that pounced on Wu Xi with his teeth and claws open.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a burst of breaking sounds, it suddenly sounded in the Dark Tower.

Suddenly, I saw that all the evil spirits that were close to Wu Xi were shattered by the cold light and shining silver halberd, turning into wisps of black air and merging into the darkness.

Seeing this, the other evil spirits were not as beautiful as Wu Xi thought: retreat!

but the body trembled,

"Boom".

Even more fearless, he rushed up and pounced on Wu Xi.

Seeing this, Wu Xi's face was as pale as frost, and the silver halberd in his hand waved again and again, slashing out one after another, dazzling and dazzling, smashing the silver halberd shadow of the void of all things, and strangling and smashing the evil spirits that rushed towards him.

Outside the tower, on top of a lush mountain peak, Wang Cun's face was solemn, and a screen formed by the aura of the dark world appeared in front of him.

In the screen, it was pitch black, only silver lights flickered.

"This is the first few, uncle!" a young man in dark golden armor, straight and tall like a spear, suddenly appeared beside Wang Cun.

said with a slightly angry face.

"Seventy-nine, the early stage of the Spirit Realm. Hearing this, Wang Cun didn't twist his head, his narrow eyes looked at the screen with a deep gaze, and replied.

"Why!" the man asked Wang Cun with an indignant expression.

"In order to save tens of millions of lives in the Northern Ghost City from being destroyed, there must be sacrifices. And you've failed. Wang Cun said word by word without hurry.

"But I am the hall master of the Martial Palace of this Northern Hidden City, and it is my responsibility to protect the Northern Hidden City! The man's eyes were red, and he roared loudly at Wang Cun.

The sound can be described as earth-shattering, not only shattering the screen in front of Wang Cun, but also on the top of the mountain. Towering ancient trees, verdant trees, and shade flying, scattered and splashed.

"You're wrong, Xiao Heng. Guarding the North Ghost City is the responsibility of the entire North Ghost City Martial Palace, and there is no need for you to fight alone. A trace of regret appeared in Wang Cun's eyes, and he opened his mouth to admonish.

The man is none other than the youngest and most talented hall master in the history of the Martial Palace of Beiyoucheng: Zhang Heng.

"But Uncle thinks, how can a group of Martial Hall disciples who have not even reached the Spirit Sea Realm be able to comprehend the artistic conception of birth and death? Zhang Heng calmed down and suppressed the monstrous anger in his chest and asked in a deep voice.

"Then Xiao Heng, do we still have time?" After a long time, Wang Cun turned his head to look at his nephew, who had raised him single-handedly and personally pushed him to the position of the master of the Martial Palace, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Zhang Heng took a deep look at the Nine Deaths Tower in the distance, and his handsome and extraordinary face was full of resentment.

Suddenly, Zhang Heng couldn't help but clench his hands, his knuckles turned white, and his nails, which were not sharp, fell directly into the soft flesh of his palm, and wisps of red seeped out from between his fingers.

Even if he is already a powerful monk of the Dao Palace, he is powerless against the suppression under the Nine Deaths Tower.

Without comprehending the artistic conception of life and death, he could not fully exert the power of the Nine Deaths and One Life Tower.