This bloody battle in the dark night came suddenly and ended very quickly. The restless Huazhou Road was like ice water falling, and it immediately returned to peace. No one dared to come to the door to fight without being able to do anything.

Xuanyuan Gate can stand tall for a hundred years and survive storms. How can one allow humiliation? Today's status in the world is entirely achieved by killing one sword and one sword! Under the glorious foundation of Xuanyuan Gate, there are countless white bones of enemies buried.

The three of them chose to stay in the inn again.

After closing the door of the guest room, Fu Jingtao relaxed, and the demonic energy that was suppressing in his body burst out with a bang. His clothes were bloated like inflatable, his eyes were red, and the blue veins under his skin were bulging and winding, instantly turning into a demon with a ferocious expression.

In the battle just ended, he tried his best to kill five martial artists in a row. Not only did he use Xuanyuan’s Juexue, but he also used the magic sect technique. During the battle, he was also devoted to the idea of ​​killing, which greatly stimulated the dormant inner demons in his body. If he could not kill and vent his will, how could the inner demons give up?

Fu Jingtao has been practicing the demon-suppressing mantra taught by Xiao Hen for a short time, and he does not have the ability to completely block the demonic energy. Once the inner demon is induced, it will become a demon and manifest itself uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Hu Zhijun didn't see it with his own eyes, otherwise he would not be able to escape death.

Fu Jingtao never wanted his fellow disciples to discover his secret. He gently pushed open the rear window and floated out quietly.

The night was as bright as ink, the lights were dim, and the shadows on the empty streets were rare. The cool breeze blew towards him, but it could not relieve the boiling murderous intent in his heart. He used his light skills to fly out of the city and finally fell into a deserted forest.

It was not the first time that Fu Jingtao encountered a raging situation in his inner demons, so he further catalyzed the idea of ​​killing into the meaning of destruction and completely entered a state of demonization. No matter whether the things in front of him were dead or alive, they would be destroyed!

The fists were swinging, and the spiritual energy whirled, and a series of crackling sounds were made in the air. The nearly extinct artistic conception spread, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants hidden around them were stagnant and dead.

The Fist of Destruction has taken shape and needs to be tempered and improved.

On that day, after killing the one-eyed owl and fighting Bi Youming, he also confronted Xie Yuanzhen and witnessed Xiao Hen's battle with Lingmuzi and Xie Yuanzhen, and obtained a wealth of martial arts insights. After all, these are top experts in the world, and each of them contains unique and mysterious martial arts principles. If you can understand and transform into your own boxing, your combat power will be improved to the top.

Especially the Demon Lord Xiao Hen, his every move is in line with the principles of heaven and earth, reflecting his confidence in controlling the overall situation everywhere, and he is impeccable in both offense and defense, which is very impressive.

When Fu Jingtao leaped and swung his fist, he subconsciously simulated Xiao Hen's domineering and ruthless artistic conception, and his boxing style became more and more fierce and terrifying. Because the moves have not yet been finalized, he can add various ideas to it at any time, and finally reach the state of unity of all things and endless life.

There was only one person who was tossing in the huge wild forest, but it made a huge noise. The wind was howling, the sand and stones were flying, the trees were broken and fell to the ground, and countless leaves were flying all over the sky.

After half an hour, the rumbling sound gradually subsided.

In the clearing in the forest, Fu Jingtao sat down on his horse, his fists closed on his waist, his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, and he fell into a state of deep breathing, silently recalling the flow and changes of the fist intention, and hundreds of phantoms flashed through his mind.

As the perception of the Fist of Destruction deepened, he gradually gained some confidence in controlling the demons of the mind even if the demons of the mind are rampant, he must maintain a clear consciousness above them, and cannot simply obey.

In other words, you should always stick to your original heart, take "I" as the main body, and regard the demon as the servant and the auxiliary. As long as the master and servant are not changed, you will not truly fall into the demon.

Having said that, I have to mention Xiao Hen’s guidance.

Xiao Hen indeed regarded Fu Jingtao as a descendant of the Xiao family and his own son. He wished he could teach all his unique skills and speak in martial arts. He once promised himself that if Fu Jingtao nodded and joined the Heavenly Demon Sect, he would immediately get the title of young sect leader, power, wealth, beauty, martial arts, etc., at his fingertips.

But Fu Jingtao had his own ideas. He was unwilling to admit Xiao Hen as his father and unwilling to give up his identity as a disciple of Xuanyuan. The key is that he has no feelings for Xiao Hen, and that "father" is really hard to say.

The forced melon is not sweet.

Although Xiao Hen is the master and the supreme emperor of the Demon Sect, he is also deeply helpless on this issue.

Fu Jingtao exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, and felt that the night sky was deep, the earth was heavy, and his limbs were filled with strength, and he had the urge to fly with the wind. His spiritual consciousness extended, feeling the tranquility and silence of the night, and suddenly captured the sound of wheels and horse hooves in the distance.

Strangely, in the middle of the night, who drove the carriage and horses to secretly rush on the road? Could it be that they were doing something shameful?

Fu Jingtao's heart moved slightly and his body rushed out.

On the wide road, accompanied by faint sobs, a row of white lights were coming from far to near. A mule cart was walking slowly, with white storm lights on the shaft, and the outside of the carriage was decorated with large white paper flowers, which looked strange and gloomy. The most popular thing was that there were a few people in the team holding soul-summoning bands and mourning sticks, drifting in the wind, like ghosts wandering at night.

If anyone bumped into this team in the middle of the night, they would probably be scared to death.

Fu Jingtao was invisible in the night and did not take action rashly.

In addition to the main forces such as Baidao, Demon Sect, Evil Sect, Buddhism, etc., there are dozens of small and complex schools, including brothels, institutions, thieves, thousands of gates, talismans, beggars, corpses, alchemy, etc. Each school is divided into different sects, which is difficult to describe.

For example, the corpse refining sect is roughly divided into four major branches: Miaojiang Zombie Sect, Xiangxi Zombie Sect, Mangshan White Bone Sect, and Poyang Poison Corpse Sect. Each has its own secret techniques and unique skills for corpse refining, and can dominate one side when it reaches its extreme. In the past, the heartbroken boy controlled the corpse king to set up an ambush, murdered Cheng Tong, and shocked everyone.

Fu Jingtao hated the corpse refining sect because of Cheng Tong's death. Now he ran into the suspected corpse refining sect and was eager to kill. Since he had not yet known the other party's intentions and destination, he patiently followed and monitored them all the way.

Soon, the team turned down the official road, walked along a winding rural road, passed through the woods, crossed the hills, and approached a vast villa. The villa was high and majestic, with towering tiles, and scattered with lights. There were arches in front of the main entrance, which should be a prestigious large family in the area.

As soon as the convoy approached, more than ten good men flew out of the villa to meet him. They scattered and blocked the road in case of someone following him. The convoy was unobstructed and drove straight into the villa and hid behind the gate.

Why did Fu Jingtao give up halfway? He immediately circled a big circle, avoided the secret whistle, and sneaked into the villa from the back.
Chapter completed!