More than 3,000 miles northwest of Yangzhou City, is a towering famous mountain, Yellow Mountain, Yellow Mountain is steep, beautiful, on the top of the mountain, perennial shrouded in smoke, there are countless immortal legends, in the Yellow Mountain Yin, it is a nine-song demon Ze, it is the place where the Yin Qi of Yellow Mountain is rich, here the perennial demon energy is overflowing, the legend is that the following leads straight to the hell of Abi, boundless and far-reaching, there are monsters infested from time to time, mortals rarely come here.

Jiuqu Demon Ze, because the demonic energy is overflowing, some demonic plants grow in it, and many demonic monks come here to collect some monsters.

A figure, falling from top to bottom, fell silently to a depression, here is the three-star magic star fruit, Zhou Futong explored and discovered three years ago, arranged a small maze array to protect these, now it is just ripe, he came to collect, the magic star fruit is the best magic medium when the Dao Heart Demon ** is launched, the higher the star, the better the effect.

Carefully collected this small piece of Demon Star Fruit and put it into a special jade box, Zhou Futong's face showed a smile, almost a few years, he has been preparing for the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation, God is pitiful, things are almost ready, everything is ready, just wait for the east wind.

Looking back at the south, Zhou Futong looked slightly expectant in his eyes and put the jade box into his arms. As soon as the jade box was put up, a red light suddenly came, turned slightly, and rushed towards Zhou Futong, Zhou Futong's face changed, and he took out a small black sail, shook it in the wind, and played four or five times, the black demonic energy on the sail kept swirling, producing a huge suction, and the red light seemed to find the right direction, a turn, and put it into the flag.

Zhou Futong's face was solemn, and he carried the Wuji Demon Skill, a black gas operated, and the soul banner was as colorful as ink, flickering slightly, and a black soul was directly pulled out of the flag, the color was extremely light, and under the urging of the black gas, it slowly became clear, it was the soul of the zombie Uncle Liu.

"Lao Liu, what the hell is going on!"

"Master, I,...... Me, me!"

"What am I, say it quickly!"

"Dead bear ** my wife, harm my ......" Uncle Liu almost intermittently told what happened, Zhou Futong's face was dark, his eyes were round, looking at Uncle Liu who was still chattering, he slapped his true anger on it, there was almost no room for resistance, and the soul of the zombie Uncle Liu was scattered in all directions, and the soul was scattered.

After dealing with Uncle Liu, who was not successful enough and had more than enough failures, Zhou Futong couldn't sit still anymore, and spent several years of hard work, in order to succeed in cultivating demons in Daoxin this time, he didn't want to fall short, the little Taoist priest named Zhang Zhishui, he also wrote it down, and if he had a chance, he would definitely retaliate.

At this time, in the sky, the red sword light appeared, Zhou Futong was shocked, and casually sprinkled a few flag gates, red sword light, thinking that the grade of this flying sword is not low, and the sword cultivator is the strongest among all the monks, he is obviously looking for Lao Liu, and he can't be discovered, and a few spirit stones are thrown out, and the formation flag gate takes effect.

The red sword light is Zhang Zhishui's, he followed Lao Liu, although the flying sword in his hand is fast, but it is not as fast as the soul returns, fortunately, the zombie smell is huge, he followed and came, near Jiuqu Moze, the zombie smell disappeared, and he came down carefully.

Jiuqu Demon Ze, this is a place with a strong demonic energy, sinister and abnormal, Zhang Zhishui is only at the level of the know-how, how dare he go deeper, after a rough look, the sword light turned, and it turned around, anyway, the few demons who made trouble were killed, and there was only one zombie soul left, so why bother cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

Watching Zhang Zhishui's sword light leave far away, Zhou Futong walked out of the formation with a gloomy face, all three of them died, although he killed Lao Liu's soul in a rage, but he also listened to most of the situation, no matter what, he had to go back.

A black light, flickering, disappeared in front of the Yellow Mountain, the evil pole sect's thousands of miles and thousands of mountains moved, in the retreat, it is extremely powerful, with Zhou Futong's double strength at this time, the distance of three thousand miles, that is, half a day's time to rush back, when Zhou Futong came to the Yangzhou city gate, it was only his own time.

Zhou Liang was not surprised at all about Zhou Futong's return, the three guys, the dead died, the escaped, if he didn't come back, it wouldn't be him, but he pretended to be surprised and asked: "Father, you're back!"

"Yes, I received a summons from your Uncle Liu yesterday, saying that their parents were in a hurry to return to their hometown, and I happened to be nearby, so I came back!"

"Yes, no wonder I didn't see Uncle Liu and Mother Zhao!" Zhou Liang smiled secretly in his heart, they didn't return to their hometowns, they couldn't come back.

"By the way, what about Zhang Wu?" Zhou Futong looked around and asked.

"I don't know, I'm also strange, usually he came over a long time ago to teach me boxing and kicking, and he hasn't come until now!"

"My son has been learning boxing and kicking for so long, let my father see how my son's fist and foot kung fu is!"

"Father can also box, why haven't I heard you say it!"

"When I was young, I practiced a few times, but now I have long forgotten it, am I afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, come!" Zhou Liang put on a posture and rushed towards Zhou Futong, of course he would not use all his strength with his fists and feet, but Zhou Futong was secretly frightened, Zhou Liang's strength exceeded his imagination, originally, a yellow-mouthed child, it was just a year of practicing fists and feet, he was just a deep Dao foundation, and he was not a first-class talent in martial arts, it seems that he underestimated this Zhou Liang, strength does not have much effect on the monk, but it can be regarded as adding some variables, and he can't wait any longer.

"I didn't expect my father's fist and foot kung fu to be so powerful!" Zhou Liang admired on his lips, but thousands of thoughts turned in his heart, he originally wanted to directly use the powerful power to take Zhou Futong down in one fell swoop, with mental calculation or unintentional, he could get very close, but after trying, he found that Zhou Futong's body was flexible, and there was a faint aura on his body, obviously, he was not defenseless, in the face of a guarded monk, with Zhou Liang's current strength, I am afraid it would be difficult to break through the other party's protection, let alone take down the other party.

Both sides had their own thoughts, and they didn't say anything more, they returned to the house, Zhou Liang just lay down, and he felt that his body couldn't move, he was shocked in his heart, could it be that Zhou Futong launched, and the same was true in his previous life, he couldn't move, he was trained by the demon fire, and in the endless pain, he was taken away by the soul and fell into endless pain, but the time was not right, it was obviously two months later.

The feeling of being bound like this flashed by, Zhou Liang suddenly, obviously, Zhou Futong doubted, he came to explore the reality, he pretended to be asleep, sealed his consciousness, and felt a person enter his room, obviously, from time to time others, it was Zhou Futong, he seemed to be on Zhou Liang's body, from top to bottom, after carefully inspecting it, in the end, he left.

"No problem, is it really no problem?" Zhou Futong of the main house fell into contemplation, and killed Uncle Liu in a fit of rage, from the bottom of his heart, he regretted it a little, after all, he had limited personnel at hand, if it wasn't for the smooth collection of medicinal materials, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be sent over by Zhang Wu, three guys, limited strength, but it was of great help to him, now, all of them are dead, only the lonely family is left, there are some things, you have to plan carefully.

However, Zhou Liang's spiritual progress seems to have been completed, he thought it would take two more months, but he didn't expect that it would be completed now, in this case, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is better to plan early.