There is a counterattack system only in the Mahayana period

Chapter 618
"Then, the monsters went berserk, lost their minds, tore up the armistice agreement, the two sides started a war, the human race changed their cultivation strategies, and they all became body refiners."

"According to the body training methods you have collected, there is no problem, but compared with orthodox body training practitioners, it is a bit rough."

"Since there are records, living beings will return to the earth after death, so people here don't think there is any problem with this way of disposing of corpses after death."

"Now it seems that there are two biggest problems, where did the fusion period go, and why did the creatures melt into the earth."

Deacon Fang frowned, puzzled.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded: "Don't understand? Then let me tell you the reason."

"Who!" Deacon Fang stood up abruptly, the voice was so ethereal that it managed to hide it from his consciousness.

"I'm the fusion period you're looking for. Didn't you want to find me? Here I come." An old man slowly appeared in front of everyone with his back bent.

Only then did everyone realize that before they knew it, the library was empty and only they were left.

"When you first came here, I noticed you, tell me how you came here, teach me the method, and I can save your life!" The old man showed a greedy expression.

He didn't expect, but according to the plan, let a group of human race die in the dense forest, but there was an unexpected joy.

A person in the stage of transforming into a god, with a few imps of Jindan stage, broke in here and listened to their conversation. These people came from other worlds.

Great, I can finally get out of this ghost place.

Now that his lifespan is exhausted, he needs to find treasures that can prolong his life. There is nothing he can take in their world.

"Leave us alive? Why do you have to be so aggressive?" Deacon Fang put his hand behind and pinched the summoning talisman.

"Heh, why are the strong talking to the weak? Why be polite? Saving your life is my greatest mercy." Word.

Deacon Fang realized that the other party had no intention of letting them live at all.

Sure enough, no matter how careful you are, you still won't be able to detect that there are high-level monks looking at you.

Deacon Fang asked himself that there was no problem with what he did, but who would have thought that the place where they landed happened to be within the range of a divine consciousness of the fusion stage.

What kind of luck is this?
The disciples were aware of the seriousness of the problem, and felt chills in their hearts. They were born in a peaceful age and had never experienced the test of life and death.

They came out with a playful mentality, never expecting to encounter danger.

Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu didn't forget that they were Jindanqi, and according to the procedure, they should be trembling.

So the two shook like chaff.

"What is in your hand, a talisman for escape?"

The old man stretched out his hand, a suction appeared in the palm of his hand, sucked the summoning talisman over, then tore it into pieces, and said with a ferocious smile: "Run, it's not that easy!"

But what the old man didn't know was that the way to use the summoning talisman was to tear it apart.

The halo appeared in front of the old man, and a voice came from the other end of the halo: "I want to see who dares to bully our Ling Zhizong."

A green-robed monk appeared in front of everyone, full of vitality, where his footprints left, flowers and tender grass grew.

"Sect Master!" Deacon Fang and the disciples were overjoyed.

The suzerain of the Lingzhi sect, with a mid-stage cultivation base.

Deacon Fang transmitted the sound through his spiritual sense, and quickly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

"In the early stage of your fusion, your qi and blood are declining, and your life essence is drying up. You are at the end of your strength, and you still want to kill people and take possession of them by force. I can't deceive anyone in Lingzhizong?" The lord of Lingzhizong was furious. He stared, During the fusion period, the momentum was released, and the vigorous vitality made the old man take three steps back.

The old man has never seen other fusion periods, and he did not expect that there is such a big gap between the fusion periods.

The old man was not polite to their Lingzhi sect members, and the master of Lingzhi sect did not intend to be polite to the old man.

"Tree up."

A huge tree rose from the ground to support the entire library. The master of Lingzhi Sect did not want the battle to affect all living beings.

"Cangqing Style." The Suzerain of Lingzhi Sect drew out his sword and swept out a green sword energy.

The old man subconsciously picked it up, and found that this sword energy would absorb his meager life force, so he quickly dodged away in fright.

After the green sword energy gained vitality, it turned into a dragon and attacked the old man as if it had come to life.

The master of Lingzhizong threw out a handful of seeds, which landed on the old man and took root.

The old man used the fire formula to burn off the green shoots on his body.

He felt cold, and the opponent's methods revealed evil spirits, which was hard to guard against.

"Luo Zhi's method is really worthy of being born in the magic way." Bai Hongtu whispered beside him.

Luo Zhi is the suzerain of Lingzhi Sect. He was born in a magic family 600 years ago. He showed extraordinary talent when he was born, and he was proficient in magic methods to absorb vitality, which made the family happy.

Later, the old emperor wiped out Luo Zhi's family, and seeing that Luo Zhi was still young and had done no evil, he left him behind.

Senior Elder Zhang Sen of the Lingzhi Sect was also nearby and proposed to adopt Luo Zhi.

Luo Zhi is like a fish in water in the Lingzhi Sect. He plants trees and obtains vitality from the trees as a means of fighting. He is a rare combat monk in the Lingzhi Sect.

In the Mo Dao family, what Luo Zhi felt was the cold exchange of benefits, but in Ling Zhizong, he felt the warmth of home, so he regarded everyone in the sect as his own family.

Now that the doorman is threatened in another world, he doesn't mind using magic methods to show his anger.

The old man was so beaten by Luo Zhi that he had no power to fight back. He was covered in cuts and bruises, vomiting blood again and again, and his vitality was also crazily passing away.

The old man showed half of his teeth that had been knocked out, and a crow-like laugh came out of his throat: "Such a strong vitality, the Lord will definitely like it."

Unmoved, Luo Zhi threw two seeds, which grew instantly and turned into two long spears, piercing the old man's shoulders.

The spear sank vigorously, and flew into space with the old man.

Suddenly, the long spear stopped, as if inserted into the boundary of the universe.

The boundary of the universe wriggled, secreted an unknown liquid, and melted the spear.

"I said, the Lord will like you." The old man smiled, and he regained his vitality from the unknown liquid secreted by the "cosmic boundary".

Luo Zhi frowned, realizing something was wrong, opened his consciousness, and trembled.

This isn't a universe at all, they're all in the belly of something huge.

If someone looks far away, he will find a huge monster lying in the universe, and the surrounding stars are broken, and it is used as a molar.

But in the belly of the huge monster, there is a world of its own, full of vitality, the wild monster and the human race fight, the winner survives, and the loser is absorbed by the stomach of the huge monster.

What Deacon Fang and the others are standing on is not the ground, but the stomach wall of this creature!
"Beast in the starry sky?" Luo Zhi recognized the origin of the behemoth.

(End of this chapter)