Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

He hangs in the air, thinking hard.

That seal couldn't have disappeared so easily. It was because he failed to do it himself, touched the gods, and suffered divine punishment, etc. If he did it himself.

Disappearance must not be "forgiveness", there is only one possibility.

"That Qingyuan Saint is gone?" he asked.

Bai Bing nodded, "His old man's obsession is complete."

"Is it the way I told you?"

"Well, it's really good." Bai Bing said: "Where did the coffin nails come from? Are there any more? Give me a few more."

"How can there be so many?" the beggar said: "That was hard-earned from the relics of the fallen immortals, and it was placed in the 'fallen immortal' magic weapon, which are all high-end things."

Bai Bing was surprised, "Can you give me some high-end stuff? I'll help you so much."

He has long seen that this beggar is not ordinary, at least it is the owner of the beggar gang.

"No, everything else is fine, but this one won't work." The beggar wanted to shake his head, only to find that he was still hanging, so he jumped down and shook his head.

"Then I just asked." Bai Bing said, "Give me some low-end Fallen Immortal magic weapon."

The black spikes are actually not very useful. From the notes in the Yunxi Sect's laboratory, it can be seen that they are specially designed to deal with parasites, which are equivalent to magic tools.

In the scientific and technological civilization, can magical instruments not be high-end?

Just like that rgb electric baton is placed here, it is not a rare commodity, and it is practical to pretend to be forceful. Ordinary practitioners can't prevent it, after all, they do not understand the power of lightning.

"...I'm going to make sure."

The beggar was suspicious, and the blue light spread out, turning into a long fog, which looked like some kind of insect field.

Qing Wu formed a line, crossed the house, connected to the direction of the ancestral hall, and then he disappeared, and Qing Wu also disappeared.

About a few breaths later, a line of green mist reappeared, and he reappeared at the end of the mist, beside Bai Bing.

"It turned out to be true."

Bai Bing said: "There is nothing there, how did you confirm it?"

"Let's go through a ceremony..." The beggar smacked his lips and looked at him in surprise, "Aren't you from the Vermillion Bird clan? I can feel your power, are you really an evil cultivator?"

Bai Bing said: "The sect master of the Xietian Sect, the founder of the evil cultivation method, and the protector of the ancestors of Nanxuan, Bai Bing."

"Bai Bing?"

The beggar was shocked, "The goddess who defeated Wangtian Peak? Fuck, you didn't say it earlier."

The important thing is that you don't mention it at all... Bai Bing said, "So, tell me about your identity, why do you know how to seal Venerable Qingyuan, and...so many rules?"

"You know the rules too?"

The beggar thought to himself, if he can deal with that god, this son must have more means than I imagined, and it is reasonable to know this.

"I am a member of the Promise Sect, the chief helmsman of the Xiling Realm, Zhao Yang."

Promise again?

Bai Bing asked, "Do you have such a wide network of people in the Promise Sect? From ancient races to coffin shops, they are everywhere."

He has met three times. The first time was at the gate of Tianxie Sect. Although he was eight hundred years late, he was confident enough to help him deal with An Yingqiu. Then, during the trial, he met in the Vermillion Bird Insect Domain. The ruins of the Promise Sect after the suspected stolen home, and then the corpse in the coffin shop.

I know the ancient races... what the **** is a coffin shop? Zhao Yang said: "Our Promise Sect can actually be said to be an alliance that integrates all the evil cultivators in the world.

"Where's the day? Have you heard of it?"

"No."

He proudly said: "My Wuji Sect is divided into two forces, one is the one that has been incorporated, and the other is to be incorporated. You belong to one of the two."

"Is that so, it seems that the Promise Sect has not yet involved Cangxuan Continent." Bai Bing said: "After all, I am a clear world, but no one knows it."

"Really?" Zhao Yang's eyes were bright, and he said, "Are you interested in joining the Promise Sect Alliance? How long have you been absorbing the evil cultivators in the Cangxuan Continent?"

"I didn't compile it, I made it up." Bai Bing said.

Zhao Yang: "..."

"At least you helped me solve a big problem." Zhao Yang pondered for a moment, and took out three button-sized things, "I can give this to you as a thank you."

"What is this?" Bai Bing asked.

"The Fallen Immortal Magical Tool is very precious."

He took it. It looked like an electronic battery, with a stainless steel metallic luster and the size of a thumb.

Suddenly, a prompt appeared in the system.

【Item has been identified】

【Antimatter Button Bomb】

【Effective drug content: 5g】

[Explosion equivalent: 430,000 tons]

[A miniature nuclear bomb based on the annihilation of positive and negative matter, the mass-to-energy conversion efficiency is 200%, sealed with a vacuum magnetic confinement device, extremely dangerous, dedicated to interstellar mining, non-professionals should not disassemble and hand it in immediately, please keep away from children, Beware of accidental ingestion. 】

The good guy is really a relic of a fallen immortal... Bai Bing saw a manual from the system, this thing is really a nuclear bomb...

"I haven't used it. I heard that it can be timed, just like a detonating talisman. You can just throw it out to blow up people. It is said that it can blow up the masters of the Nascent Soul." Zhao Yang said.

"Thank you so much for your tutorial," Bai Bing said, guessing that this product must have never been used.

What is the range of 30 meters and the killing range of 5 kilometers, I have to study it when I go back.

"By the way, how to get to Qiushan Temple?" Bai Bing asked.

"What are you doing there?"

"Destroy it." Bai Bing said calmly.

Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and said, "You are very brave, but I don't recommend it, that's not the place that evil cultivators should go, it's very strange.

I know what you are thinking, but the heritage sites of all ancient races are the connection points of the gods, and you will never return.

In the past, there were many evil cultivators who did not believe in evil and did such things, but none of them happened. "

Bai Bing asked, "Do you know what's there?"

"The forbidden land, the **** of all races, the source of all pollution, and... indescribable."

Bai Bing listened, "I see, point me in the direction."

Knowing that "killing the gods" can clean up the pollution, he has decided to go, and no one can stop him.

He has no other choice.

Zhao Yang gave a map, "My route has been planned, strong man, I will practice it for you, I will remember you.

By the way, you can arrange it, I can take care of it for you. "

Bai Bing looked at the map, there were very clear signs on it, the dangerous areas on the road, and even the time required, and even some inn names and consumption were marked, and Baidu map did not allow him.

He held back for a while, "Why are you so skilled?"

"After all, this map has sent many people away." Zhao Yang said: "Actually, I knew I was going to die, and I was going to give it my all. I went there myself, but I met you."

He told the story of the previous attempt to seal the Qingyuan Venerable deity, but after the failure, he was reversed and his memory was almost stolen.

"Okay, thanks, take care of yourself." Bai Bing took the map and left.

After he left, Zhao Yang came to the thatched hut, but turned into a paper figurine, and the blue flames coaxed.

dozens of miles away.

There is a formation in the barren mountain, a man sitting cross-legged in it, he looks like Zhao Yang, his face is solemn, and he takes out the communication tool.

"It's me, Xilingjie, Zhao Yang."

"What's the matter with you? Can't find you for so long?"

Zhao Yang replied calmly, "Something went wrong with the seal of the Qingyuan Saint. My paper figurine failed to act and was sealed. I was almost traced back to the source and took away my memory. Fortunately, I kept seven or eight hands.

Afraid that the rules will kill you, I dare not contact you.

But now there is something wrong. There is a boy named Bai Bing who claims to be the sect master of Tianxie. He is suspected of inheriting the inheritance of Qingyuan Saint. When I went to see Qingyuan Saint, only the stone statue was left, but he It is said that the Qingyuan Saint was sealed.

This kid tried to understand the details of our organization before, but was blocked by the spiritual seal of my paper figurine. The mark left by the Qingyuan Saint on my paper figurine just now disappeared. I suspect that he deliberately inherited his power. Erase, want to gain my trust, set my details.

Please help to investigate, the details of this Bai Bing, and what is the current situation of Qingyuan Saint? "

"Have you asked how he was killed?"

"No~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I'm afraid to arouse suspicion."

Opposite him, he paused, "Is it possible that what he said is true? Can you Xuanwu people be a little more sincere? Don't be overly cautious? I suspect that the people who are talking to me are fake people."

"If you didn't keep a few more hands, you can't see me now, then the information chain is not easy to mess with. I only used paper figures to deceive the people in Yan's house after acting, and I didn't get searched."

Zhao Yang said, "In addition, the stone statue has not disappeared, where is it sealed? I believe him, there are many rusted holes on the stone statue, but this can be faked.

And I didn't lie to him completely, I told him my real name. "

"Could it be that the obsession was wiped out?" the other party asked.

Zhao Yang said: "Obstinence is like some bloodlines, it cannot be wiped out, because it is a rule. If he can kill even the rule, I will screw his head off."

"Okay, I'll go back and investigate."

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