Zhou Liang's heart, at this moment, is full of complex thoughts, in the previous life, he planted demons because of the Dao heart, and sank forever, and in this life, the demon disappears the Dao long, he will definitely have the last laugh, the strong divine sense, facing the front, the overwhelming black breath, rushed up, the divine consciousness condensed into one, the faint blue brilliance directly illuminated the black curtain, black and blue together, combined into a beautiful picture scroll, the transformation of light and color, filled in the cave.

If Zhou Futong is here, he will definitely stop, this change of light color is definitely not caused by the divine consciousness below the knack, this power, even above him, but unfortunately, he is too confident, and he cares too much about his life, hiding in the closed karst cave below a hundred zhang, the protection is enough, and he can't see the changes outside.

Dao Heart Seed Demon, with the help of a little demon seed in the body, produces the interlacing between souls, the power of divine consciousness, in which, plays an extremely important role, not the direct impact of divine consciousness, but some kind of mysterious and abnormal rules of heaven and earth, Zhou Liang's divine consciousness strength is much higher than Zhou Futong, and he is inevitably dragged into the environment.

The scenery in front of Zhou Liang's eyes changed, and the dreamlike cave disappeared, replaced by an endless abyss, and under the boundless demonic qi, a little demonic fire gathered into a sea and burned towards Zhou Liang. This is Zhou Futong, with the help of the secret method of Wuji Demon Skill, and opened the Demon Sea, with the help of the Demon Sea constructed by the classics of the sect, it can be said that it is vivid, and there are endless dangers in the calm, once he sinks into the Demon Sea, or is connected by the Demon Fire, what awaits him is direct sinking.

In his previous life, because of such a demonic fire, he lost his heart and was burned to ashes, and there was almost no room for resistance.

In the secret room, Zhou Futong saw that the first move did not work, only that the Dao was Zhou Liang's eight-point Dao base, and his heart was strong, but he didn't expect Zhou Liang to be an ancient well Bubo, before Zhou Liang, he had not succeeded in cultivating demons in the Dao heart, this was the first time, and it was a genius of the Dao Ji Eightfold, a slight stimulation, not only did not let him stop, but aroused greed, in the secret cave, in the array, his hair was scattered, and he kept taking steps under his feet, protruding a mouthful of blood like a ghost, and the surrounding sky lanterns spontaneously combusted without wind, and above his head, a virtual figure emerged from the zenith, a dodge, and disappeared。

Lying on the ground, Zhou Liang, who was leisurely, was slightly stunned when he saw the phantom mixed with the black curtain, and said lightly: "Heaven is evil, it is forgivable, self-inflicted, you can't live!"

With his hands on the top of his head, his divine consciousness suddenly gathered together, in his eyes, the scene changed again, and Zhou Futong's image appeared in the sea of demons, with golden light flashing around him, like an immortal above the nine heavens, and said in confusion: "My son, do you want to have a fairy fate, take you to the real cave heaven blessed land for your father, and enjoy endless blessings!"

Zhou Futong's illusion is very good, it can confuse ordinary people, Zhou Liang, who has seen countless people on the market, and even the golden-bodied monk has seen a few, it is simply full of loopholes, not to mention the color of Tengyun, even if it is a body, it is half black and half white, it is a big problem, it is completely a magic stick. He didn't laugh angrily, and said lightly: "Father, you are really too bold, you dare to come out of your body!"

Zhou Futong's face changed greatly, he didn't expect that Zhou Liang would answer like this, he stared at Zhou Liang and said word by word: "Who are you!"

"Who am I, am I not the son Zhou Liang you recognize?" Zhou Liang spread his hands and said lightly.

Zhou Futong's appearance was like a madness, and he could no longer see a trace of the fairy wind bones, pointed at Zhou Liang, and said angrily: "You are not, who are you!"

"Isn't there anyone else I have, didn't you use your Dao Heart to cultivate demons and check me, is there something wrong?"

Zhou Liang said the Daoxin Demon, Zhou Futong's face changed greatly, he couldn't see it, there was a problem, I don't know where the problem is, but the Daoxin Demon, for both of them, is a gods-soul connection, if it is directly attacked, it will be the same for both sides.

Zhou Futong couldn't care about continuing anymore, and was about to turn around and flee, at this time, exposing his soul to a guy who didn't know the depth, this was definitely the biggest crisis, as long as he left here, he had hope.

How could Zhou Liang be willing to give him this opportunity, come with his real body, this is something that Zhou Liang couldn't have imagined, he was going to fight a few more points, with the help of a powerful divine soul, crush the other party, and slowly dissolve, now, if he doesn't seize this opportunity, how can he be worthy of the preparation of the past few months, the strong divine sense flickered almost instantly, and expanded outside, wrapping Zhou Futong who wanted to escape.

Zhou Futong's face really changed, Zhou Liang's divine sense was above him, and he carelessly broke off his body and ran here, if it was sent to the door.

The ruthlessness of the demon cultivator made Zhou Futong choose the most correct one in an instant, turned around to face the battle, and turned into a monk who was covered in black airflow, holding a huge black sword, the black airflow flickered all over his body, and the armor wrapped his body, looking heroic and abnormal, Zhou Futong smiled calmly: "No matter who you are, today, either you die or I live!"

After speaking, Zhou Futong clenched the giant sword with both hands, waved it and slashed towards Zhou Liang.

Virtual reality,This can't produce too much damage.,At most, it's just a big injury to the vitality.,Directly aimed at the soul.,The victory or defeat of the two sides,Almost represents life and death.,Defeat one side.,Absolutely the soul is destroyed.,There is no possibility of escape.。

Zhou Liang forced Zhou Futong to this point through a step-by-step layout, how could he let go of his advantage, a dodge, under the state of divine soul contact, he used his divine sense, far smoother than usual, and even some magical powers in his previous life gradually returned, a faint smoke formed in his hand, and a huge chain appeared in his hand.

The chain is about ten zhang long, and on the bronze surface, endless runes are depicted, and on each rune, there is a different brilliance, and all the runes are connected together, as if it is like a huge spider web, and the endless web is Zhou Futong.

Zhou Liang looked at the chain in his hand, slightly surprised, he didn't expect that in his previous life, when he cultivated ghosts, the endless chains he practiced appeared at this time, this was the previous life he spent 300 years, with the divine soul, combined with the cultivation, the moment he opened the ghost world, the netherworld qi absorbed, and the chain formed for attack, may not be enough, but imprisonment and defense, is his specialty, in the previous life, if it were not for the chain, he may not be able to hold on to the end, and in this life, it is almost impossible for him to repair the ghost, I am afraid he does not have too much effort to cast this chain, but he never thought that when the soul was connected, this chain reappeared。

With a shake of the chains with both hands, Zhou Liang's face showed a confident expression, and he said in a faint tone: "Endless Lock!"

"Suo Qiankun, the tone is not small, it depends on whether you have the ability, the Infinite Demon Sword, break through all directions, break it for me!" Zhou Futong's face, a smile, the magic sword, in his hand, slashed down hard, the chain in Zhou Liang's hand was broken in response, Zhou Futong smiled: "Vulnerable!"

"Yes, you take a good look!" Zhou Liang withdrew his body, stood aside, and said lightly.

Zhou Futong looked at it, and the severed chains turned into two, one left and one right, locked towards him.

"Break it for me, break it, break it!" Zhou Futong kept cutting the chains in a panic, and the chains were also broken in response, but every time he cut them, the chains would increase, and in just a few breaths, endless chains filled the entire space, so that he didn't even have a chance to get off the sword.

"If it is broken so simply, can it be called an endless chain?" Zhou Liang's face was filled with a thick smile, his hands moved forward, and he was subtly imprinted with the magic seal, and with a hard push, all the chains seemed to become orderly in such a magic seal, and suddenly copied into a net, layer by layer like a net of heaven and earth, and then shrouded Zhou Futong like a fish.

At this time, Zhou Futong waved the magic sword in his hand in vain, but an ordinary demon cultivator, how could the magic sword he hastily formed compare with the real chain that had been condensed by the former master of body shaping, which took 300 years to condense, when the entire chain network was wrapped and extended, Zhou Futong did not even have the slightest ability to resist, he was wrapped in chains, and he couldn't move like a zongzi.

Zhou Liang shook his head, he thought that it was a vicious battle, at least, killing a thousand enemies, and losing eight hundred, his divine sense was only one weight higher than that of the other party, even with the help of the magic pattern, the higher range was not high, and the other party's strength to fight back should be considered, don't be run away by the other party, even if there is a trace of divine soul escaped, Zhou Futong is a monk who knows how to do it after all, and one finger will destroy him.

Now, because of the connection between the gods and souls, he has recovered some of his abilities in his previous life, and he has become a tiger-headed snake-tail, and his previous life, no matter how he says, is also a shaping stage, which is far higher than Zhou Futong's realm at this time, and he has condensed the endless chains of the Netherworld's weapon, and the two are added together, Zhou Futong can really turn up a little bit of waves, which can be regarded as hell.

Seeing Zhou Futong struggling in vain in the endless chains, Zhou Liang slowly walked in front of him and smiled slightly: "Father, what else do you have to say now!"

"You, I won't let you go!" A trace of blood red appeared on Zhou Futong's face, from the center of his eyebrows, all the way up.

Seeing his futile struggle, Zhou Liang shook his head and said, "Father, if you want to escape, it depends on whether I give you this chance!"

Zhou Futong didn't believe in the evil urging, the demon attack went up to the top of his head, but it had not yet been issued, on the chain, several corresponding runes flickered, a set of spells were stimulated, the power he had just condensed was immediately shattered, and the chains restrained him more tightly, and under the flickering light, he couldn't even use the slightest bit of power.

Zhou Futong's face was hideous, and he shouted almost frantically: "You, what do you want to do!"

Zhou Liang slowly walked towards Zhou Futong, like an elegant hermit, leaned into his ear, and said lightly: "I, just do what my father wants to do!"

The voice was soft, the tone was harmonious, and it stopped in Zhou Futong's ears, but it was eerie and ghostly, even if he was bound by chains, Zhou Futong couldn't help but tremble, as if he heard the most terrifying and terrifying words, and his face became purple.