In the far east, the sky was covered with a hint of fish's belly, and a red sun slowly rose into the gray sky, gradually expelling the darkness and pouring the morning light into the heavens and the earth.

The curse continent, the northern secluded city of the Yue country

The Nine Secluded Mountains, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the strange peaks are steep, undulating, and the roar of the earth-shattering beasts spreads from far and near in the lush mountains that cannot be seen.

A lush mountain peak covered with tall ancient trees.

"When the time comes, has he failed?" On the top of the mountain, Wang Cun looked up at the already bright sky, and then glanced at the black and white ancient pagoda in the distance, which was shoulder to shoulder with the mountain peak in the vast and flat clearing, and couldn't help but sigh faintly.

A hint of bitterness could not help but appear in the narrow eyes.

Even if it was expected, it was inevitable to be disappointed.

"It seems that the Northern Ghost City can't avoid this catastrophe after all!" Seeing this, Zhang Heng pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"In the next few days, I will order all the disciples of the Martial Hall to move to the Northern Shadow City, and this Nine Shadows Mountain Range will not be able to stay any longer!"

"Once the creatures of the underworld in the Nine Shadows Abyss break the forbidden seal of the Nine Deaths Tower, I am afraid that it will completely open up the spatial passage between the Nine Netherworld and the Martial Domain, and at that time, I don't know if the Northern Ghost City and even the entire Yue Kingdom can withstand the large-scale invasion of the creatures of the underworld. ”

"If you can't stand it, I'm afraid that the Yue Kingdom and even the Heavenly Curse Continent will end up with the Canglan Continent and become a foreign territory!"

Zhang Heng's handsome face appeared and said angrily.

"Damn the Blood Demon Palace! If it weren't for this group of evil clans who designed to kill the master, how could the Nine Deaths Tower not be able to suppress this Nine Hidden Streams!"

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven!"

"That's the only thing we can do. And you don't have to worry too much, with a spatial node of the level of the Nine Secluded Streams, you can't withstand the alien cultivators above the Dao Palace Realm. Therefore, this catastrophe may not be unpassable!" Wang Cun was not as desperate as Zhang Heng, and opened his mouth to comfort.

"However, the elders and disciples of the Martial Hall must leave the Nine Shadows Mountain Range, and this Nine Deaths Tower can only give up. ”

"Yes, uncle. I will then order the disciples of the Martial Hall to evacuate the Nine Shadows Mountain Range. ”

Zhang Heng said with a solemn face.

As for Wu Xi's life and death, both of them already knew it in their hearts, but all the disciples of the Martial Palace who broke into the Nine Deaths and One Life Tower had not yet come out of the Nine Deaths and One Life Tower, and they all turned into a wisp of life in the Nine Deaths and One Life Tower.

After the two finished speaking, they left from the top of the mountain.

......

Half an hour later

"Boom!" The huge stone gate of the Nine Dead Life Tower, which looked like stone but not stone, like iron and not iron, suddenly made a loud noise, and slowly rose upward!

"Huh!" a sound sounded through the air, and I saw a silver-white streamer rushing out of the darkness in the Tower of Nine Deaths.

In a moment, a thin figure shrouded in a silver star cluster landed on the peak of the mountain covered in lush ancient trees.

Then, the silver light gradually dissipated under the sunlight, and Wu Xi's straight, thin body appeared.

Behind it is a pair of dazzling silver wings, dazzling.

The body is surrounded by wisps of extremely light black and white, which looks extremely mysterious.

"Are you leaving?" a hint of coldness appeared on Wu Xijunxiu's face.

"But it's okay, and it's not troublesome!"

Wu Xi's eyes flickered, he didn't know what to think anymore, and muttered in a low voice.

After a moment, he lowered his head, spread his right hand, and a thumb-sized tree with two or three heart-shaped leaves, the whole body was crystal clear, and the turquoise glow lingered in Wu Xi's hand.

The sapling's tiny roots are as clear as crystal, piercing the surrounding space, constantly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth in the void.

His eyes drooped slightly, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the turquoise saplings suspended in his hands.

"Bodhi Tree, this is the real purpose of handing over Bodhi Zi to me!" A hint of mockery overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Wu Xi said faintly.

As he spoke, Wu Xi immediately closed his palm and put the Bodhi tree in his hand into the dantian.

I glanced back at the majestic ancient tower that was shoulder to shoulder with the mountain peak.

He immediately bowed down, and a touch of indescribable respect appeared on his face.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, a small black and white streamer suddenly came from the Nine Dead Life Tower, and between the calcium carbide sparks, it drilled into Wu Xi's eyebrows.

"Please!"

After the black and white streamer drilled into the sea of Wu Xi's spirit, it left a wave of consciousness.

"The kid promises that he will definitely live up to the trust of his predecessors!"

Wu Xi raised his head with a solemn face, looked at the ancient tower and made a promise to him.

Except for Wu Xi and the Nine Deaths Tower Spirit, no one knows how badly Wu Xi was tortured by the breath of the creatures in the tower and the power of death in the Nine Deaths Tower, how many times his body was broken and withered, and how many times he experienced the baptism of life and death.

Wu Xi really didn't want to ring everything in the Nine Deaths Tower.

If it weren't for the "Immortal Star Yuan Sutra" and Bodhizi Wuxi, he would not have been able to come out of the Nine Deaths Tower alive at all.

However, it is not without gains, not to mention that he has comprehended the artistic conception of life and death that countless martial arts monks have dreamed of, but this artistic conception of life and death is not very helpful to the current Wu Xi.

Only when he broke through to the Spirit Sea Realm would he completely burst out of his potential.

As for the present, it is only to raise the spiritual power to the point of being tangible and non-qualitative.

In other words, the artistic conception of life and death can only exercise mental power, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is chicken ribs.

, however, one of the immortal elements in Wu Xi's body condensed the birth and death seal.

It also means that the exercise he cultivated, the Immortal Star Yuan Sutra, broke through to the fourth peak and moved towards the fifth.

Based on this alone, Wu Xi felt that the pain in the Nine Deaths Tower was not in vain.

What's more, He Yujie gave Wuxi Bodhi Zi in the Nine Deaths and Life Tower, absorbing the extremely majestic vitality of the soul and growing into a Bodhi tree seedling.

At this point, Wu Xi had to doubt the real purpose of He Yujie to lend Wu Xi Bodhizi.

Thinking of this, Wu Xi glanced at the Northern Secluded City thousands of miles away, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what to think about.

"Whew!" he took a soft breath of the cold air above the mountain peak.

Suddenly, Wu Xi felt a little more refreshed.

Without delay, he ran the exercises in his body, and the Xingyuan Silver Wing behind him unfolded.

"Boom!" the mountain rock rolled, and a gust of wind blew, and then Wu Xi's thin body turned into a silver-white rainbow light and swept towards the sky as clear as blue crystal.

Naturally, it's the North Ghost City.

......

I don't know how long it took, and two streamers suddenly appeared in the distance of the mountain peak, tearing through the void.

After dozens of breaths, it landed on the top of the mountain.

It was Wang Cun and Wudian Hall who had already left.

His eyes fell on the door of the ancient pagoda with the door wide open.

The two looked at each other in the same way, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"It's the mood of life and death and the breath of the child, it should have just left. ”

For a long time, Wang Cun, who had set off a storm in his heart, immediately closed his eyes and sensed the faint and incomparably faint aura remaining on the mountain peak, opened his eyes with a hint of shock, and exclaimed.

"Gollum! How could he really comprehend the artistic conception of life and death. Hearing this, Zhang Heng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The darkness of his eyes was dark, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"This is the real Tianjiao! He must be found, whether the Northern Ghost City can survive this catastrophe, this son is the key!"

After a long time, Wang Cun calmed down, the surging qi and blood in his body, and said to Zhang Heng with a solemn face.

There was no doubt in his tone.

"I understand uncle!"

"I'll give the order right away!"

Hearing this, Zhang Heng took out dozens of communication light talismans and injected spiritual power.

In a moment, the communication light talisman in Zhang Heng's hand turned into a stream of spiritual light and swept in all directions.