Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

He stared at the monk whose flesh was full of bugs for a while, then slowly closed his eyes.

Fingers began to tap regularly on the armrest.

After a long time, open it again.

This time it was a little more dignified.

"If you have no opinions, then it's settled."

Yun Zhong bowed his hands to the masters of the various clans and said with a smile: "Then follow this method."

The clan elder did not speak, and he realized in an instant that he had made a mistake. Since the clan was handed over to him, he must take the corresponding responsibilities and risks.

Qi Lao's silence means that he recognizes his future leadership.

"It's so good." The messengers of the tribes were satisfied.

But then, a clan elder suddenly spoke.

"No."

Yun Zhong, and the masters of various clans all looked at each other, "Why is this?"

"It's against the rules of the clan." The clan elder said calmly.

The Huo Xing Dharma Protector of the Divine Phoenix Clan smiled and said, "But now this is a matter of the world. I don't know which clan rule is violated?"

"No comment."

After the clan elder finished speaking, he looked at everyone and said, "Let's leave the matter today and discuss it later."

As soon as these words came out, the other six clan elders also opened their eyes with doubts in their eyes, but after scanning the messengers of the various clans, their eyes were all fixed.

The six clan elders realized it later, but they closed their eyes again and deduced in their hearts.

Ancestor Yunhe's expression finally changed. He was determined to die... What the **** is going on here?

But seeing the messenger, he instantly understood what was going on.

The messenger who was watched was a little flustered and didn't know why, "What do you see me doing? I'm not an evil cultivator."

Then, the seven elders spoke together.

"Yunzhong, follow this method."

"Everyone, there are still some problems left in the clan, please come back, confirm the schedule later, and let you know."

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The messengers of all ethnic groups heard Hanhu, what happened?

How can this Suzaku people do things like children play, they can change when they say it.

The Huo Xing Protector said solemnly: "Daoists from all ethnic groups have come from thousands of miles away, but you have issued an order to evict guests, and there is no reason for it, isn't it good?"

"The reason has been told, and some things have not been handed over properly and are still to be discussed."

A clan old man Tan Mo said, "Why, do you have a problem?"

The Fire Protector is stuck. I have a question about the hammer. Do you believe in your words?

Suddenly, a young elder from the Suzaku clan also saw the highly anticipated messenger, and was immediately surprised, "Why does he have bugs on him?"

"What nonsense?"

Another elder hurriedly reprimanded, this is a sensitive word, we can't talk nonsense, who brought this new elder? Go back and graduate him.

But his eyes passed through the crowd, and when he saw the messenger, he was also surprised: "This messenger of the Fist Temple? Why does he have abscesses and so many bugs."

As soon as the messenger heard it, they knew why they all looked at themselves.

"What bugs? My Divine Fist Temple has learned from the Taoist sect and inherited the seal of the Tao. This is the seal of the fist!" He said while holding back his anger.

Even the Suzaku Clan, don't humiliate others easily.

insect?

The seal of the Tao?

The messengers of the various tribes began to riot slowly. They were all mature and sophisticated, and they knew that the "Daomen" had the worst reputation in the evil cultivator world, and the evil cultivators in the world did not slander them. .

Combined with the abnormal performance of the old Suzaku clan, they were shocked.

Could it be that the seven elders of the Vermillion Bird clan also changed their minds when they saw the bugs?

"Things have gradually become interesting." The Fire Guardian said.

"Are you in a bad state today?"

A Supreme Elder of the Golden Crow Clan has a faint gaze. He looked at the Suzaku Seven Elders and said, "What kind of bugs are not bugs? A few suddenly changed their minds. Could it be that they are all hidden evil cultivators?"

"About you?"

Yun He suddenly spoke, he went to the stage to retrieve all his seals, saber, etc., and then put on an unpredictable smile on his face, "Everyone, it's inconvenient today, get out."

"Yunhe, do you want to rebel?" Some messengers shouted angrily.

"None of your business?" Yun He sneered.

Usually he is used to being cautious in words and deeds, but now that he speaks bluntly, he feels at ease.

It's still degraded over the years. When I was young, the old man could scold him for three days and three nights without repeating a single sentence.

"Yunzhong, see off the guest." Qi Lao gave the order.

Everyone was shocked.

Did you guess right?

"Who gave you the courage to protect Xie Xiu?" A messenger scolded.

"I."

An old, indifferent, and somewhat familiar voice came, and almost everyone shuddered.

who?

I saw a tall old man walking on the broad avenue. He was alone, facing the gazes of all races, his aura was not diminished at all, and everyone with his indifferent eyes could not breathe.

"Nan Xuan?"

"No, who is clinging to his body? How bold!"

In an instant, one after another divine sense came over.

"Go away!" Nan Xuan reprimanded lightly, and all his spiritual thoughts returned at the touch of a button.

They were shocked, this imprint of the soul...is it really Nanxuan?

He is not dead?

"Master!"

Yun He's face was very sad. This man was prone to hallucinations when he was old. He wiped the corners of his eyes and found that the turbid eye sockets were actually moist.

Qi Lao frowned, his fingers began to tap the armrest, and quickly gave up the game.

"Don't go back yet?"

Nan Xuan came, staring at the seven clan elders and said indifferently.

It's such a taste... Qi Lao's expression was moved, and it could be seen from the look in his eyes that Nan Xuan had dozens of words to scold, but he didn't speak due to the occasion.

After all, are we getting old... Qi Lao nodded and said goodbye, his figure gradually disappeared, and he never made any statement.

Only then did Nanxuan withdraw his gaze. He could understand that the hundreds of years of Daoism had suddenly suffered a subversive impact.

Then, he looked back at the tribes, his eyes suddenly sharp!

"What are you looking at? Stay here, ready to die?"

The tribes shook.

"Nan Xuan, you should already be dead!"

Someone from the Divine Phoenix Clan was shocked. He had already deduced it, and found that Nanxuan was definitely a sacrificial Daoist, but why was he still standing in front of him?

Did he cover the sky?

The clans were in turmoil, and the shocking news was quickly returned.

Nan Xuan is still alive, which is beyond everyone's expectations. Could it be that the Divine Phoenix Clan and the Xuanwu Clan will join forces again to manifest the divine?

How can it be so easy!

"When did the dignified Suzaku clan end up in the current situation, and family affairs were frequently interfered by foreign clans such as you."

Nan Xuan swept over the crowd indifferently, he looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"It's really good to be here today."

The elders of the various clans trembled, and the pressure under Pingdan's eyes made them feel cold.

Nan Xuan smiled, life and death are unpredictable, who knows if he will go crazy and kill people today.

Fortunately, Nan Xuan just said calmly: "I have Lao to visit today, please tell your people when you go back, I have recorded this account, and I will settle it with you one by one when I have time.

In addition, I just happened to be here to announce one thing, so that I don't have to go to inform you one by one. "

He cleared his throat and said:

"From now on, my Suzaku Clan will be the Xie Xiu Clan, and the people who have been sheltered by the rules of Taoism in this seat are all the people of this seat.

So far, who is in favor and who is against? "

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