The strongest urban comprehension

In the north of the capital, the winter is even worse.

On a low slope about a hundred miles away from the ancestral village, surrounded by desolation, a red stream of light fell from the sky so fast that only a faint red line could be seen crossing the sky.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom", and the low slope was smashed by the stream of light, causing dust to fly. The animals that were looking for food in the cold winter were frightened and fled in panic. Some of the beasts that had no time to run away were directly smashed into pulp and died inexplicably.

When the dust cleared, a large pit appeared on the spot, two feet in diameter and more than one foot deep.

"Ahem..." In the pit, the old man in black robes kept coughing out blood from his mouth, and his whole body was sluggish. It was Wu Li who was fighting with his husband to escape.

"The old guy is still so strong... Haha, but he still let me escape after all." Wu Li muttered to himself with a pale face, his eyes a bit fierce.

However, he still didn't know that his husband was seriously injured because of spying on the secret, and then he fought with him and forced himself to activate the hidden formation. At this time, he had passed away.

Then Wu Li stopped talking and hurriedly meditated to heal his injuries. He forced his seriously injured body to fly for hundreds of miles. At this time, he was at the end of his strength.

About two hours later, Wu Li opened his eyes and his complexion recovered a little, but he still spat out a mouthful of bad blood, "Huh, the injury was too serious this time. It will be difficult to recover for a while. Even the death puppet was used."

Wu Li obviously felt some pain in his body.

In order to obtain the secret technique of the Death Puppet, he went to southern Tibet alone. It can be said that he experienced a life of nine deaths, but he did not expect that it would be used today. However, in exchange for the Death Puppet, his ancestral village was

Wu Li thought about the treasure yin and yang mirror and was quite satisfied.

Then, a bronze mirror with eight rhombuses and octagonal palms appeared out of thin air in Wu Li's hand. Although the center of the front bronze mirror was a small mirror, it did not reflect anything under normal viewing. It seemed to be shrouded in a hazy mist.

Surrounded by the marks of eighty-eight sixty-four hexagrams, the reverse side of the bronze mirror has no special shape, only the words "Yin and Yang". This is the supreme magic weapon of the ancestral village, the Yin and Yang mirror.

"Haha, Zhou Yang! I'll let you live for two more years." Wu Li held the yin-yang mirror, his eyes flickering, staring towards the south.

Nanzhou, within the world of Xixia Mountain.

Zhou Yang's breakthrough caused an inexplicable wind to blow from the real Xixia Mountain, making the cedars rustle. At this time, the outside world had already seen most of the day since Zhou Yang's disappearance. According to calculations, Zhou Yang was in one world.

Almost two months have passed.

From the search late at night to the afternoon of the next day, almost the entire Xixia Mountain had been searched again, and no abnormalities were found. However, without receiving an order to stop the search, the military troops did not dare to slack off and kept changing

The search continued with manpower.

In the world, after Zhou Yang broke through to the ninth level of agility, he was not in a hurry to continue practicing, but calmly circulated his spiritual energy on his own. At this time, Zhou Yang was no longer the one who had just come into contact with cultivation. He knew that cultivation should not be greedy, and every time he entered

At a new level, the first thing to do is to stabilize the realm. If you pursue speed, in the later stages, troubles such as inner demons will easily arise because the realm is unstable.

Time passes by bit by bit, and I don’t know the past.

For how long, the world has always looked like this, without day or night, maybe three to five days, maybe even longer. Zhou Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes seemed to cause the grass and trees in front of him to sway slightly.

"It's the ninth floor." Zhou Yang muttered to himself as his heart remained calm, his whole person seemed to be in an ethereal state.

Then he let go of his consciousness, and Zhou Yang could feel every plant and tree in his mind within a range of about fifty meters around him. Compared to when he broke through the sixth level, the range was more than twice as large, and everything was reflected in a more detailed manner.

Zhou Yang had already experienced the benefits of divine consciousness in the battle on the sixth level. At this time, the spiritual consciousness was fifty meters long, which was enough for him to use it more skillfully.

Compared with other levels, the biggest change of the ninth level of agility is the Magic Condensation Art. You can use your own aura to condense different basic spells. However, Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to ask Aguai for advice, because the most important thing at the moment was to get out of here first.

world.

Only by absorbing spiritual energy to the point where it cannot support this world can we escape.

But even after breaking through from the eighth level to the ninth level, the spiritual energy in this world still did not change much. It was only observed that it was slightly reduced, but it still seemed as strong.

"Then try it and see if it can help me directly break through the agility stage and reach the Dan Condensation stage!" Zhou Yang looked firmly, took a deep breath, immersed his mind again, and began to practice.

At this time, the spiritual energy was no longer like it was on the eighth floor. The sound of thunder could be faintly heard, and the absorption speed was extremely terrifying. Even the cyclone above Zhou Yang's head was several times thicker than it was on the eighth floor!