Fang Chengyu still had many questions about the demon person he picked up.

He single-handedly created a large number of demon entrants with Fallen Yuan, and he had never seen such a special demon entrant.

Judging from the extent to which the fallen yuan raged in his body, he had only been contaminated with the fallen yuan for an hour or two.

But in fact, the fallen element had been hidden in his body for more than a few days.

And until now, he has not been completely controlled by the fallen yuan.

This was out of his comprehension as the master of the fallen element, and it also aroused his interest.

So he wasn't going to let this interesting demon wanderer lose his mind like that.

A finger pressed against Zhou Han's eyebrows, and the black qi that raged in Zhou Han's body instantly calmed down a lot.

One finger controlled the activities of the fallen yuan in Zhou Han's body, but his eyebrows were raised, looking at Zhou Han's face, and he said to himself in confusion: "Like, really like, still practicing heaven and humanity, but how is this possible?"

"No, this is Tianyantong?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Fang Chengyu's mouth: "The ants of the Heavenly Dao Alliance are really doing everything. ”

Zhou Han let out a buzz in the sea, and the imprint of that day's eye was erased in an instant.

The vibration of Zhihai woke Zhou Han up, as if he had just had a dream.

The fallen element in his body had been suppressed at this moment, and he could no longer affect his mind, but he knew the person in front of him, even if he turned into ashes.

One of those eight figures back then.

Although the person in front of him was much older than the previous hallucination, it did not affect his recognition of the other party's identity at all.

"Tell me your name. Fang Chengyu stared at Zhou Han's eyes and said, "Is your surname Beiming?"

Zhou Han glared at him angrily and said, "What are you doing?"

As he said this, his eyes were already in full view of his surroundings.

The collapsed house outside the window told him that it was probably a village.

On the map of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, there is only one village in this area.

There was news here a year ago, saying that it was the discovery of heavenly and earthly treasures, so after the incident of entering the demon appeared, the people of the Heavenly Dao Alliance searched here for the first time, but they did not gain the slightest.

After they set up camp, they sent people to this village to investigate several times, but they never found anything, but they never expected that there were people hiding in this village, and they lived a very leisurely life.

There were still a few people in the house with black qi rising on their bodies, but they didn't have the madness that a demon person should have, and stood quietly behind Fang Chengyu, like loyal guards.

Among them, there were two clothes on their bodies, which had the symbol of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Zhou Han already understood at this time that the person in front of him was not only one of the murderers who killed his parents, but also the culprit who created this piece of demonic people.

But the most unwilling thing is that he has no way to kill the person in front of him.

As long as Fang Chengyu made a move, those black qi raged again, and he would fall into a situation from which he could never recover.

So he could only endure it.

Fang Chengyu looked at him with interest and said, "Senior brother's son, he really has a bit of backbone. ”

"Senior brother?" Zhou Han was shocked in his heart, and looked at Fang Chengyu in front of him in disbelief.

His father, Bei Ming Zhou, was a disciple of the Holy Pavilion and was known to the whole world.

He also guessed that those eight figures were the best in the Holy Pavilion.

But he couldn't guess that the person in front of him would dare to call his father a senior brother.

"Looks like you have a lot of prejudices against me?"

Fang Chengyu looked at Zhou Han with the eyes of his juniors, and said after a while: "It's not me that you should hate." ”

Zhou Han didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.

Isn't a person who destroys someone else's family with his own hands worthy of hatred?

Fang Chengyu stretched out his fingers and quickly sealed the big acupoints around Zhou Han's body, and his qi forced into the meridians, and all those black qi surged towards the dantian qi sea.

Zhou Han began to cough painfully.

Although his dantian qi sea had recovered to a certain extent in the old madman's mistake, it was broken after all, and it suddenly took on the task it should have undertaken, and it couldn't hold it up all of a sudden.

Fang Chengyu snorted lightly, his face became a little ugly, but he still took in a breath of energy again, forcibly blocked and compressed the black qi, and gradually formed a thing similar to the demon pill of the demon clan, suspended in the sea of dantian qi, and the black qi never leaked half a point again.

Zhou Leng said coldly: "Why help me?"

Fang Chengyu stared at Zhou Han's eyes and said word by word: "Since you are the son of Senior Brother Beiming, we should not be opposed. ”

Zhou Han sarcastically said: "It's not antagonistic, is it cooperation?"

Fang Chengyu smiled slightly and said, "That's right. ”

"Do you know the truth about your father's death?"

This sentence suddenly set off a monstrous wave in Zhou Han's heart.

The truth? What is the truth?

My father and mother never mentioned their experiences in the Holy Pavilion, so could it be that there was something hidden that he didn't know?

A touch of emotion appeared on Fang Chengyu's slightly aged face, and he slowly took off his shirt.

Zhou Han's gaze was fixed on his abdomen.

There was a blur of flesh and blood, as if something had been dug up by life.

"My dantian qi sea has been destroyed, and I am already like a wasted person, and I rely on heaven and humanity to continue my life, I believe you can understand my feelings. Fang Chengyu stroked the wound that seemed to open at any time, his face was full of resentment, "The person who started it is your real enemy." ”

Zhou Han didn't answer quickly.

This wound was very miserable, and ordinary cultivators who were hurt by this kind of injury might have been disheartened a long time ago, or went into hiding, or committed suicide, but Fang Chengyu honestly showed this painful scar.

But this way of winning sympathy and recognition was useless for Zhou Han.

Because he also had a similar wound.

But there are some things that still have to be asked.

"Who's that?"

Fang Chengyu's smile was creepy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "He is ......"

Before the words were finished, Fang Chengyu's complexion had already changed.

A thought shot out from between Fang Chengyu's eyebrows, and Zhou Han saw that the surrounding environment was rapidly disappearing, gradually turning into nothingness.

"Meaning space!"

A flash of vigilance flashed in Zhou Han's eyes.

Mind space, one of the highest realms pursued by practitioners of the Yi Sect, is a space of its own with ideas, and the truly perfect mind space can even be in harmony with heaven and earth, skip the shackles of spiritual power, and become a real fairyland, and its owner can also transcend the mundane. As a result, the Italian space is known as the prototype of fairyland.

The Meaning Space is not uncommon among high-level Meaning Sect cultivators, but being able to construct an almost perfect Meaning Space so quickly is already a true stroke of genius.

Today, the hall master of the Yizong Hall seems to be unable to do it.

The gap between the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion and the mundane is clear at a glance.

However, although the mind space seems to be powerful, and can even forcibly pull people with insufficient mind cultivation into it, it has almost no power, most of the time is used to cover the breath, or oppress the other party's mind through the mind, and more often it is a medium for the practitioners of the mind to communicate or transmit ideas, if you want to truly annihilate the others in it purely through the mind space, you must first hold the consciousness of making yourself an idiot.

So, is someone else coming?

Zhou Han's gaze looked at the other side of the void.

A man's figure gradually appeared, but his face was a little pale.

Being forcibly pulled into this level of consciousness space really scared him.

But he quickly regained his composure, looked up at Fang Chengyu, and arched his hand: "Uncle Shi, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”