Chapter 639: Anti-Yuanzong

Style: Fantasy Author: little white money manWords: 3132Update Time: 24/01/18 17:14:06
In the anti-land, everything is upside down, with mountain peaks piercing the sky as if they were crushed by giant hands, and trees struggling to grow into the darkness.

The river water poured down from the top of the mountain, forming strange water curtains.

In this strange counter-realm, everything seems strange and curious, like an illusion in a nightmare.

A young man in a white robe was suspended thousands of miles high in the sky.

This young man is none other than Zhang Liucheng.

Zhang Liucheng whispered to the shining spiritual beast bracelet on his wrist: "Rebel monks, show up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spirit beast bracelet shone with mysterious light, and figures gradually gathered in front of Zhang Liucheng.

These figures were dressed in a variety of costumes. Some looked tall and mighty, while others were petite and delicate. However, their feet were surprisingly consistent and extremely large.

A thin man wearing a dark blue robe bowed deeply in front of Zhang Liucheng and said gratefully: "Little brother, thanks to you, we can return to the anti-region. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness."

"No need to be polite," Zhang Liucheng smiled lightly and waved his hand gently, with a searching light in his eyes: "Senior, can you give me a detailed overview of the anti-region?"

The thin man stared at Zhang Liucheng and introduced himself: "My name is Villain, and I am the leader of the Anti-Yuan Sect."

"Anti-domain, this is a mysterious and vast domain that is completely opposite to the world you know. The techniques, power and rules here are completely different from the outside world. And the creatures here also have properties that are completely different from the outside world. characteristics and abilities.”

Zhang Liucheng was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly asked: "What do you mean by the 'different skills' you mentioned?"

The corner of the villain's mouth slightly curled up, and he said leisurely: "The anti-clan has anti-spiritual roots that defy heaven. Our cultivation method is very different from ordinary people. The key to attacking the enemy is to go against the current and go against heaven. If there is no anti-spiritual root, , If you forcefully fight with others, you may not be able to hurt them, but you may end up hurting yourself."

After hearing all this, Zhang Liucheng couldn't help but respect the villain.

Zhang Liucheng solemnly clasped his fists in salute and said in a deep tone: "Thank you, Senior Villain, for your teachings. I am deeply in awe of the secret of counter-domain. I am lucky enough to have the root of counter-spirit. Please give me the method of cultivation to help me improve."

The villain nodded, with a hint of unnoticeable joy in his low voice: "Since my little friend possesses the rare anti-spiritual root, I will give you a top technique."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling spiritual light bloomed on the villain's slender fingers, like a meteor falling from the sky, and it disappeared into Zhang Liucheng's eyebrows in an instant.

Zhang Liucheng closed his eyes tightly and his mind was immersed in the divine sea.

At the core of the Divine Sea, that spiritual light turned into a volume of ancient boxing techniques - "Anti-Destruction Fist Technique".

Zhang Liucheng immediately sat down cross-legged and concentrated on practicing the boxing techniques.

"I can't see through it! There seems to be something extraordinary about this young man."

The villain on the side looked at Zhang Liucheng, with a hint of imperceptible admiration flashing in his eyes.

This young man not only possesses a rare anti-spiritual root, but also has an amazing understanding.

As half an hour passed, Zhang Liucheng began to stand handstand easily as if he was no longer affected by gravity.

Seeing such a wonderful scene, the villain exclaimed: "My little friend, you have mastered the 'Anti-annihilation Fist' to a small level in such a short period of time. You are truly gifted!"

Zhang Liucheng responded humbly: "The senior villain is ridiculously praised. Compared with the seniors, this junior's meager behavior is like a small witch."

The villain nodded with satisfaction and said to Zhang Liucheng: "Little friend, for the current plan, we must first find a place to stay. Otherwise, how will we deal with the demons once we encounter them? In my opinion, why not come with me to the counterattack?" Yuan Zong? It is unknown what the current situation of the anti-Yuan Zong is and whether it still exists."

Zhang Liucheng comforted the villain and said: "Senior villains, you must not be decadent. Maybe the anti-Yuanzong is at its peak now!"

The villain sighed, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and said, "I hope so."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villain turned around. Without any extra words, he just raised his hand and waved it, turning into a stream of light and drawing a trajectory in the air in front of him.

Everyone did not dare to neglect, and followed closely, turning into streams of light and flying quickly following the villain's trajectory.

After a stick of incense passed, everyone's eyes suddenly opened up, and a mountain peak shaped like a crescent moon came into view.

The once glorious Anti-Yuanzong was now in ruins.

Seeing this scene, the villain's eyes suddenly burst into tears, falling down his cheeks like broken pearls.

He sighed with grief: "The Anti-Yuan Sect that I devoted all my efforts to create has ended up in such a miserable end!"

Zhang Liucheng walked up to the villain, patted the villain's shoulder gently, and said comfortingly: "Senior villain, please don't worry too much. The disciples may have just hid themselves, and nothing unexpected happened. In this world, miracles are always there. Appear unexpectedly.”

The villain heard this and led everyone towards the ruins.

They walked forward step by step until they reached the ruins of the crumbling palace.

The villain waved his backhand lightly, and a majestic power surged out from his palm, blasting directly into the ruined palace with the power to destroy the world.

There was only a loud bang, and the ruins suddenly set off an invisible shock wave, like a roaring dragon, instantly rolling up the surrounding dust and broken bricks into the air, forming a spectacular dust column.

At this moment, a stone door suddenly appeared, standing in front of everyone.

"Turn on!"

The villain's low roar echoed in the air, and the stone door began to slowly open, and a deep secret passage extended from behind the stone door.

In the dark passage, the red light flickered uncertainly, as if there was some ulterior secret waiting to be revealed.

The villain stepped into the secret passage without hesitation, and everyone followed closely behind.

The group of people slowly walked into the dim passage and were instantly shocked by the sight in front of them.

Countless bones were scattered on the ground of the passage, and the tragedy of history suddenly emerged before our eyes.

The villain's eyes were as sharp as knives. He walked to the front without hesitation, searching for something in the darkness with his sharp eyes.

Suddenly, the villain's eyes were fixed on the stone table, where a young man in gray robe with weak breath was lying.

The young man in gray robe looked pale, as if he was dying.

The villain did not hesitate, and immediately walked up to the young man, gently placing his palm on his vest, and a trace of spiritual energy flowed into the body of the gray-robed young man.

The time spent with a cup of tea is fleeting.

Under everyone's nervous gaze, the young man in gray robe slowly opened his eyes.

The gray-robed boy's eyes were confused, as if he was lost on the edge of life and death: "Am I... already dead?"

"You haven't stepped into the abyss of death yet," the villain stared at the gray-robed boy with dagger-like eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Then where are the other disciples of the Anti-Yuan Sect now?"

The young man in gray robe burst into tears and said with choked sobs: "In order to ensure our safety, the elders of the sect hid us in a secret passage. They went to fight against the coalition forces of the demon clan and the anti-soul sect. Brothers, in order to protect me, they He injected his own spiritual energy into my body, allowing me to survive to this day.”

After hearing this, a trace of cruelty flashed in the villain's eyes: "Huh, what a surprise. In this rebel territory, there are traitors who have betrayed the rebel clan and secretly colluded with the demon clan to deal with us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the villain turned his head, looked at Zhang Liucheng with deep eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "My friend, how do you think we should act in the face of the current situation?"

Zhang Liucheng said slowly: "I think we should take this young man away as soon as possible to find the hiding place of the demon clan. The current priority is to exterminate the demon clan with all our strength to avoid future troubles. Regarding the matter of the anti-soul sect, we can leave it to the future. "

After finishing speaking, Zhang Liucheng turned around first and walked out of the deep secret passage.

With a thought, Zhang Liucheng released powerful perception, extending in all directions.

After a while, Zhang Liucheng's expression changed slightly and he said to everyone: "Seniors, there seems to be a fierce fighting in the north. Let's go north immediately to find out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Liuguo turned into a bright stream of light and fled quickly towards the north.

The villain and others turned into extremely fast streams of light like ghosts, followed Zhang Liucheng closely, and flew away.

Not long after, Zhang Liucheng, like a bolt of lightning, took the lead in arriving at the site full of fierce fighting.

However, what surprised Zhang Liucheng was that no trace of the demons was found at the scene.

Everyone fell down next to Zhang Liucheng. After observing for a while, the villain explained to Zhang Liucheng: "These monks in yellow robes are from the Anti-Tian Sect. The Anti-Tian Sect is extremely powerful in the anti-domain. Even the demons are against them." They are in awe. And those black-robed monks are disciples of the Anti-Soul Sect. I guess there may be some kind of entanglement between these two sects, which triggered this fierce battle."

After Zhang Liucheng heard this, he turned to the villain and asked in a deep voice: "The demons are raging and all life is in ruins. Why doesn't the Anti-Tian Sect raise the flag of righteousness and fight together?"

When the villain heard this, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "This matter is really difficult to explain in one sentence. All this stems from the Anti-Tian Sect's leader, Senior Anti-Tian, ​​who accidentally obtained a mysterious skill - "Reverse Correction Technique" ". The power of this technique is enough to reverse the situation of the anti-region. Therefore, the demons and the anti-tian sect made a contract. Before the anti-region has returned to the normal realm, the demons will not attack the anti-tian sect. Non-reverse If Tianzong does not compete with the Demon Clan, there is a huge disparity in strength and it is difficult to match them. The monks of the Anti-Tian Sect are even restricted within the sect. Once they leave the scope of the Anti-Tian Sect, they are in danger of being killed by the Demon Clan. . And the fellow Taoist next to me is also a monk from the Anti-Tian Sect."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe walked towards Zhang Liucheng and introduced himself: "I am an anti-Tianzong member anyway. I want to go down to find out the news."

As soon as he finished speaking, Anyway's figure disappeared from the place like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant he appeared in front of the Anti-Tian Sect.

A monk in black robes immediately stood in front of him. He asked warily: "Who is coming?"

Faced with this sudden question, he didn't answer anyway. He just waved casually, and a bright light shot out from his palm, instantly turning into a sharp golden sword, and suddenly struck the black-robed man. monk.