Zhuohua didn't know how much time had passed, and she had even forgotten where she was, and there was only one thought left in her mind. That is, she wants to completely destroy this pile of black gas.

The area was closed, and she didn't even have a way out.

The thoughts in her mind turned into obsessions, supporting her and preventing her from falling down easily.

Sweat covered her forehead, and she felt as if she was stuck in a dead loop, with no hope in sight, no end in sight.

Gradually, the interval between the condensation of black gas became longer and longer. The form of cohesion is getting weaker and weaker.

After Zhuohua didn't know how many times he was panting and lying on the ground, he finally disappeared without a trace.

At this time, her hair was tightly pressed against her cheeks, and her whole body was like a stranded fish, panting heavily.

The clothes on his body have already been cut and torn apart.

The bright red dress was covered with patches of dark stains.

This kind of battle is to wear down people's will and conquer people's spirit little by little. In such a state, most people will despair little by little, until finally collapse.

Zhuohua lay there and didn't relax for a long time.

Finally, is it over?

She couldn't believe it.

Probably because her hopes had been shattered so many times, she didn't dare to hope for anything more.

The darkness slowly dissipated, and the original appearance of this layer was finally revealed.

There's a lot more to the second layer than there's to the first.

Like the first layer, the exercises on this level are also books rather than jade slips. Zhuo Hua looked at it simply, and it was actually a refining tool and a rhythm.

I thought it would be a sword trick or a magic trick. A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhuohua's heart.

However, what made her happy was that there were actually a bunch of high-grade spirit stones on this layer.

Seeing the spirit stone, Zhuo Hua's tortured mind improved a lot.

She took the book of refining and read it carefully.

Although the grade of Twilight Return is already very high, if you wait for Zhuohua to grow up in the future, it will not be enough at all. If you want to refine your own weapons, Zhuo Hua still wants to do it yourself. After all, only you know your own needs best.

Thinking of this, she looked more seriously.

Although the monk memorized things quickly, he didn't just glance at them like Zhuohua did.

She inexplicably felt as if these things had been firmly engraved in her mind, familiar and terrifying.

Although she wrote down the contents of the book of music, she did not have a suitable instrument at hand for her to use, and she could not practice.

What intrigued her the most was the book she found in the corner. The methods of breathlessness written in this book were more effective than she had ever known.

The most powerful thing about it is that it can ignore the level of cultivation.

If she used this method of breathing, even if she was a powerful power many levels higher than Zhuo Hua, she would not be able to detect her existence. This thing is more than a little better than the Breath Charm.

It's just that this method can only be practiced by monks with light or dark spirit roots, and for other spirit root people, it is like waste paper.

Everything in this tower seems to have been specially crafted for the Light and Dark Roots. Zhuohua couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Everyone says that the two spiritual roots, the Heavenly Spirit Root and the Dark Spirit Root, are extremely special existences in the world, and there are very few records about the exercises of these two spiritual roots.

Except for a few pseudo-heavenly spirit roots and pseudo-dark spirit roots, there are people who have never appeared pure these two spirit roots. But the world is extremely convinced of the existence of these two pure spiritual roots.

"Heaven and earth are the same, the phoenix is revealed, the twins are born, and the long trick sleeps." This sentence, which was once hidden in the depths of memory, suddenly exploded in Zhuohua's mind.