In the wild continent.

The clouds and mist in the sky were floating, and even the breath was filled with moisture.

It is now late spring, and the world is full of vitality. The peaks and valleys are green and the grass and trees are flourishing.

"What a vast grassland... The Witch and Ghost Dao is built here to learn the Jingyuan Temple. However, the Witch and Ghost Dao is too poor and he doesn't even understand the most basic planning and governance." Zhou Tong walked on this grassland, looking at the countless houses and altars, and shook his head secretly.

Everything I saw was lifeless, with dilapidated houses everywhere, and disgusting sewage everywhere. The roads here were also messy, without any planning or layout, and they were simply built by people who didn't know anything.

It’s really a pity that this place is still a sect, but it’s not as good as a group of pirates in terms of construction.

The construction here is far worse than that of Giant Whale Island.

"It's so bad, I'll still have to take over here!" Zhou Tong said softly.

Although the urban planning and management capabilities of Wuguidao are too rubbish, it has to be said that the place they chose is very good. It is like spring all year round and the land is fertile, making it a very suitable overseas base.

And most importantly, this is a continent that has not been developed much, and there are endless opportunities. It has all kinds of strange stones and minerals that Zhou Tong needs most. Mastering this place will save countless time by then, so that the natives here can find minerals for themselves.

Soon, Zhou Tong passed through numerous fields, rivers, and woods, and came to the center of this plain, outside the real big city of the Witch and Ghost Road.

"This city is quite interesting... It is worthy of being built by the witch and ghost path that took twenty years and exhausted 100,000 slaves!" Looking at the big city in front of him, Zhou Tong nodded secretly.

This is a magnificent city with a magnificent weather. The stone walls are completely filled with various glutinous rice flour and other medicines mixed with iron juice in the gaps. There are many stone statues on the city walls, giving people an ancient feeling.

"But it's almost time!" Zhou Tong pondered for a while, then took a step forward. The terrifying human immortal blood and the fighting spirit that was cultivated in the "War God and Demon Sutra" rolled out.

"Boom!!"

In an instant, the sky was spinning, and an extremely terrifying figure suddenly appeared in the hearts of everyone in Tianwu City. The supreme fighting spirit almost suffocated everyone.

At this moment, a large area of ​​thick and sticky black mist suddenly emerged on the walls of Tianwu City, which completely enveloped the city in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the sounds, lights and thoughts of the entire city completely disappeared without a trace, leaving only the faint sound of ghosts crying.

"The Wangui Chaozong Formation Formation... is coming just right, and this formation is just right for me to sharpen my boxing intention!" Zhou Tong stood still, without any movement, but his fighting intention was constantly increasing, increasing, and improving again.

"Wow!", "Wow!", "Hehe!"...

As Zhou Tong's fighting spirit increased, the ghost fog on the Wangui Dynasty Sect's formation suddenly burst out with the most terrifying sound of ghost crying and howling to fight against it, as if thousands of ghosts were laughing at Zhou Tong for overestimating his abilities.

If Zhou Tong's boxing intention is blessed on the thoughts or on the qi and blood, it will naturally easily destroy the formation of the Ten Thousand Ghosts' Conquest Sect; but now it is still far apart, and he neither blesses the intention of the boxing intention on the qi and blood nor on the thoughts, it is difficult to destroy the formation.

"Who is it!" In the Tianwu City, Yu Wutong, the leader of the Witch and Ghost Dao, looked a little ugly. The other party's fist intention was too terrible, especially the fighting intention almost triggered his practice of the "War God and Demon Sutra".

"This fighting spirit is really terrifying..." A monk next to him sighed, "Even Master Yin Yue did not have such fighting spirit back then. When did another human immortal appear in the world?"

This person is the remnant of the escape from the Dachan Temple - Monk Jingren.

"What! He is actually a human immortal? Is this person going to completely destroy my witch and ghost path?" Yu Wutong was shocked. A human immortal was not something he could fight against.

"Damn it, we are also trapped in the Wangui Chaozong Formation." Yu Wutong's face was a little pale.

"Don't worry yet. This human immortal seems to have no intention of killing. Otherwise, he only needs to walk a few steps forward and break the formation of Ten Thousand Ghosts' Conquest Sect with one punch." Monk Jingren said, "And a human immortal is here, even if we want to escape, it's useless."

Yu Wutong's face looked a little ugly, but at this moment there was no way. He was blocked by a human immortal and had no chance of escaping. He could only look at the other party's thoughts.

At the same time, outside Tianwu City.

"I am invincible in this world. Fight! Fight! Fight!…"

Zhou Tong shouted, and his fist and fighting spirit burst out in a burst, filling his whole body. In an instant, countless acupoints on his body were moving, jumping, and shaking.

The invisible fist intention collides with countless ghosts from the formation of the Ten Thousand Ghosts. Every collision is a collision between will and real objects, and the blooming of fist intention.

On the other side, the black air that enveloped the entire Tianwu City began to slowly weaken.

"Buzz!", "Buzz!", "Buzz!"...

At the same time, Zhou Tong's all the acupoints on his body were vibrated at the same time, and the supreme fighting spirit and fist intention were slowly brewing in it. In a daze, these fist intentions and fight spirits actually flew out of his acupoints on his body, visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, his boxing intention turned into substance.

Zhou Tong used his fist intention to collide with countless ghosts in the formation of the Ten Thousand Ghosts, condensed little by little. At this time, he finally broke through one level of realm and reached the realm of the fist intention being condensed into essence!

The improvement of the realm of martial arts masters is not to practice Taoism, and there is no need to overcome thunder tribulation; what martial arts requires is to sharpen and break through the heart tribulation.

Zhou Tong himself has no mental disaster, so when he reaches the standard, he can easily advance.

At this moment, the endless vitality between heaven and earth began to pour into Zhou Tong's body, and countless forces such as the sun, moon, stars, and even the magnetic force of the earth began to pay attention to his body.

For a moment, a layer of fire-like vitality appeared on Zhou Tong's body, and this flame seemed to completely burn the Tianwu City in front of him.

With endless power concern, Zhou Tong's physical strength began to continue to increase, improve, and improve again.

"Boom!!"

In the end, a terrifying demon shadow appeared behind Zhou Tong. What was even more trembling was that the demon shadow's face was exactly the same as Zhou Tong.

At the same time, the unparalleled surging fighting spirit was like a wave, rushing into the Tianwu City with all its might.

"Click!", "Click!"...

After the essence of the boxing intention, Zhou Tong's boxing intention already possessed a truly terrifying divine power.

This fighting spirit is like a wave, which is the real wave, and the waves are swaying on the shore. Not to mention the formation of the ten thousand ghosts facing the sect, even the giant city that has been watered with iron juice is shaking under this fighting spirit.

In fact, the moment the fist intention appeared, the formation of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Chaozong was shattered in an instant.

For a moment, everyone in the entire Tianwu City felt a terrifying aura of black clouds covering the city, especially Yu Wutong, who was at the highest level, was even more shocked.

The "Sutra of War Gods and Demons" he practiced by himself began to consciously resonate with Zhou Tong's fighting spirit, as if Zhou Tong was the god and demon he visualized, and the origin and ancestor of all his own Taoism.
Chapter completed!