Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

"Got it." Song Wang replied.

I will bear it!

The Sect Master didn't have a special expression, and continued: "Some people from the Divine Phoenix Clan will come to check later, you arrange it, and go to welcome the messenger first."

Song Wang frowned, "What to check?"

"I don't know."

The Sect Master said, "I heard that they deduced it in a fantasy world. There is an out-of-control force nearby. You should be careful. The world is in turmoil, and maybe the demon is hiding nearby."

Song Wang's heart skipped a beat.

Out of control power?

So what does it have to do with me, Song Wang... He calmly said, "Got it."

Not long after, someone came to Donglin Sect and knocked on the iron door. He went to open it and saw two young men.

"A messenger of the Divine Phoenix Clan? Please, please, please!" Song Wang led his servants, standing on the side of the road, bowing their heads to welcome him, while silently looking at them.

It's just a messenger, they are all in the middle stage of Jindan!

Oh, I'm the old monster of Yuan Ying, then it's alright...

Song Wang gradually felt relieved. If it was the Nascent Soul old monster from the Divine Phoenix Clan, he would still be afraid of three points. This kind of scumbag, what can he detect.

However, this was the first time he had seen a VIP from the Divine Phoenix Clan, and he looked at it carefully for a while.

Brocade clothing and jade belt, with delicate features, like a woman, the storage ring in her hand is set with broken crystals, and the saber is a high-level magic weapon...

Looking down at himself again, the holes in the cloth shoes, you can almost see the toes, and the storage ring, which is also something that the suzerain only has.

He felt that he was the most shabby Nascent Soul cultivator in history, and this treatment, this broken sect, was not worthy of him at all.

"In the future, I will wear ten storage rings, one for each finger, with large gems, no, just wear twenty one..." he thought to himself.

The envoys of the two Divine Phoenix Clan glanced at random and said:

"Is there a sudden appearance of a great cultivator near your East Forest Sect?"

"nearby?"

Song Wang said, "Returning the messenger, there is nothing nearby."

The messenger swept over to the monks and said loudly, "Zhongzhou has an order that anyone who has been created in a fantasy world should stand up immediately.

If there is cover up, the consequences will be at your own risk! "

Some disciples wondered, "Why?"

"It has something to do with the conspiracy of the ancient demons. Too many words reveal the secrets, and those who shouldn't ask do not ask!" The messenger said indifferently. As for why, he knew a hammer.

"No."

"No."

Most of the disciples shook their heads. They had heard that it was a land of the weak and the strong. Whoever has the ability will take off. If they have the ability to create, they will not be so bad in reality.

"Then I'll check them one by one." The messenger said, the so-called question is just a process, and in the end, I have to check it myself.

Song Wang straightened his chest and said with a smile, "Please review the messenger."

He secretly restrained all his breath, joking, I am the old monster of Nascent Soul, still afraid of your Jindan stage boy's inspection?

Then, the messenger took out a round mirror with nine phoenix carved around it.

A wisp of dark air flowed down.

Song Wang's pupils suddenly condensed, and he realized that this air flow was a bit familiar, and it was the result of a qualitative change in spiritual power.

This is Chaos Qi!

But it was already too late. The round mirror in the messenger's hand emitted a golden beam of light. With a wave of his hand, it swept over all the disciples. They instantly became golden light and translucent, and their own strength was reflected.

The two messengers watched blankly, but when the golden light swept to Song Wang, it suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling light!

Click!

The beam was so dazzling that the mirror cracked.

"what is this?"

The disciple was shocked and confused. The expressions of the two envoys changed drastically. He took a step back and asked, "Where are you from?"

Song Wang's face was confused, "I'm Song Wang from the Donglin Sect, um, what kind of mirror are you, why did you break it so carelessly?"

The two envoys stared at him, "The Xuanhuang Mirror can even take a picture of the Yuanying cultivator. There is no such person in the Donglin Sect. Who are you?"

The other disciples were extremely surprised. Senior Brother Song Wang, is he so powerful? Has he been taken away?

Song Wang scratched his head and smiled foolishly: "You must have misunderstood, I just saw that there are cracks on the mirror..."

The messenger didn't say much, and took the communication device from his waist.

Song Wang's expression changed, if this news came back, according to the behavior of the Divine Phoenix Clan, he would be in great trouble!

"You two, maybe there is a misunderstanding?" He held their hands.

"Go away." The messenger was impatient.

Song Wang's face twitched, and his expression turned cold.

Reach out, palm out.

Boom!

The bodies of the two messengers exploded, turning into two pools of blood mist.

"Things that don't give a face!"

The two died violently. He clapped his hands and glanced around indifferently.

The surrounding disciples were frightened and their faces were pale.

"What did you see?" Song Wang asked.

"You killed the messenger..."

Bang!

Another disciple exploded, Song Wang was expressionless, "Give you a chance to organize your language."

Then a disciple trembled, "We, we didn't see anything..."

Song Wang said, "I remember all of you who were there, but if anyone spreads it out, you all have to die."

"Yes Yes..."

They trembled from their souls, Senior Brother Wangzi, how could it be like this, he must have been taken away!

Coincidentally, when the sect master came over, he trotted down the stairs with a flattering expression, happy like a fat man weighing 200 pounds.

When he came over, he saw the blood mist all over the ground, and was stunned for a moment.

"What happened?"

Song Wang waved the disciples away, and said lightly, "I killed them."

The Sect Master widened his eyes, "Wang Zi, are you okay?"

What did you kill the Divine Phoenix people for? Is this something you can kill too?

"I'm fine." Song Wang explained the matter calmly.

After listening, the Sect Master was silent for a long time.

Afterwards, he immediately grabbed Song Wang's hand and pulled it out, "Wangzi, hurry up, let's go and surrender... Let's go right away, say we accidentally missed, and strive for leniency."

Song Wang frowned, "Do you think the disciples will end well in their hands~www.wuxiamtl.com~?"

The sect master persuaded hard: "Wangzi, don't be stubborn with the Divine Phoenix Clan, stop it, there are people from the Divine Phoenix Clan outside, we are commoners, we must obey the rules..."

"Why should they make the rules?" Song Wang said indifferently, "My strength is also due to my own life."

The sect master said with a bitter face, "I have taught you long ago that taking things beyond your own knowledge will cause serious trouble. I don't care what happens, you suddenly have such a strong power, can you handle it?

You can't control it, Wangzi, listen to my advice.

Even if the cultivation base is abolished by them, it is better than the one who was killed. You can rest assured, you listen to me, our next sect master must be yours, no one will rob you! "

"Who the **** wants you to be a sect master?"

When the Sect Master heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and stepped out of the threshold.

"Where are you going?" Song Wang asked.

"If you don't surrender yourself, I'll help you!"

"You come back." Song Wang stared at the Sect Master.

But the sect master closed the door, went to the side to untie the horse rope, and was about to leave.

Song Wang was suddenly indifferent, stretched out his hand, and slapped his palm far away.

Bang!

Another blood flower burst, and the war horse neighed.

Song Wang went out, touched the frightened warhorse, and led it back.

Looking at the broken limbs and bloodstains on the ground, the Sect Master who had raised him for many years died under his hands, he couldn't help trembling all over.

Not afraid, but excited.

He felt that some kind of shackles in his body were opened.

"So, is this the feeling of power and power?"

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