Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

The leader of the Qing tribe returned to the tribe.

Holding the bone spear, the commander of the big shield was shocked when he saw it.

"Boss, how did you get hurt like this?"

There were several penetrating wounds on the leader's abdomen, a beating heart was visible on his chest, and his intestines were wrapped in clothes and did not fall out.

The leader said with a gloomy face, "Going to pick up Miaomiao, but was injured by someone, in addition, that person is the main messenger who released the evolutionary path.

He is an evil cultivator who stole the forbidden technique of my tribe and released it, trying to sabotage our plan. "

The commander frowned, "Miao Miao, this child is unkind to others. He is still too simple. He has been in the tribe and has never seen any bad people."

"It's okay, he will come back, don't worry about him."

The leader said, "Prepare the Sequence Two parasite, I want to try again."

The commander was surprised, "Do you want to try to evolve again? How long has it been since you changed your parasite, can your body withstand it?"

"If you can't fight, it's just trash, it's time to change."

…

Soon, the leader came to a secret room.

In front of him was a huge glass jar with a transparent yellow liquid soaked in it.

Inside the liquid, there is a huge, bizarrely-shaped mollusk with grass green body and many suckers.

It lay there motionless, like a snake soaked in medicinal wine, the lid of the glass jar was opened, and a pungent smell came out.

Looking closely, there is still a label on the jar, but it has been decayed and faded, and it has long been unclear, except for a skull and crossbones symbol.

"Little thing, we meet again."

As the leader said, he took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles. As he performed the exercises, the muscles wriggled, the scales grew, the muscles cracked, and those blood vessel-like things climbed to the face.

He was beyond recognition.

"I met a man today who was able to use the power of the source of pollution."

Facing the glass jar, the leader said to himself, "As far as I know, only the things that have been handed down from the ancient civilization can let people master this kind of power. He should be one of them, but I don't know which lineage it is. .

Facts have proved that my choice is right, the power is reserved for people to use, not sealed and abandoned. "

He closed his eyes and thought, recalling the previous battle.

Especially the part that suffers from memory modification.

Think about it carefully, it's hard to do.

The next time we meet, it's not necessarily who will be killed.

Only use this method.

"You forced me to do bad things." The leader's eyes were indifferent, "After it's done, I'll be the first to kill you."

My dignified Qing family, sitting on the forbidden secret art of the first era, will be weaker than you?

evolution!

puff.

He jumped and jumped into the glass jar. The liquid was cold and biting. The veins and veins on his body were stimulated, like a loach sprinkled with salt, quickly twisting and struggling fiercely.

And inside the glass jar, the green mollusk like an octopus, covered with suckers, quietly woke up and moved its limbs.

"Come on," said the leader.

Afterwards, he closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and did a retreat.

Those cultivators still have a reason to do things. As long as they close their eyes and don’t look at them, they won’t feel sick.

Immediately afterwards, the green sucker on the soft body opened and climbed onto the leader's skin. Thin, blood-vessel-like lines pierced into the skin and penetrated into his body along the wound on his chest.

There are also tentacles that burrow into the mouth, nostrils, and even the edges of the eyeballs.

The leader showed pain, but then the mollusk secreted some mucus, the pain lessened, and he revealed a pleasant feeling of enlightenment.

The blood-red vascular tissue in his body was squeezed out of the body by powerful energy, fell off, soaked in the tank, and dyed the surrounding tissue fluid red, like a red blood sausage.

…

This continued for three full hours.

In the Qing tribe, an amazing energy fluctuation suddenly erupted, the wind howled between the heavens and the earth, and the spiritual energy was poured backwards.

The clan was a mess.

"whats the matter?"

The commander was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were shocked, and he hurried to the retreat room.

Then, he saw a lot of green soft bodies growing on his body, the leader of the sucker.

"Boss, you are..."

The commander was shocked, he wanted to say, but dared not.

But lunch is definitely not needed.

He suddenly had an epiphany, the immortal cultivator is fasting, so this is the truth.

"Success."

A smile appeared on the face of the leader of the Qing clan, "Sure enough, I now understand the true meaning of breaking and then standing, that kid hurt me, but it gave me an opportunity to break the barrier.

Now, I feel good. "

He stretched out his body, and the tentacles wriggled violently, all retracted into the body, and his breath was restrained.

Although it is still not very suitable, but after a period of running in, the strength can be accumulated.

"What about the side effects?" the commander asked cautiously.

"It's ok."

The leader smiled and said: "Do you think I am crazy? Stupid? Or, become more irritable?

The so-called parasite is nothing but a tool. The tool does not care about good or evil, but how you use it.

When we get out of this old land, come back to the mainland, and have the right to speak, we can do whatever we want, why worry about gains and losses now.

Furthermore, if there is a real risk of mental distortion, it will be handed over to other people to do it. Anyway, those idiots like these things the most. "

makes sense.

The leader was relieved, and when he remembered the grand plan drawn by the leader, he was excited.

Why, why do we have to live in places like this, sitting on the only true law, but we have to be indifferent to the world?

"Leader, someone from the Golden Crow is visiting."

The commander said: "It's Ye Wuchen of the Golden Crow."

The leader said, "What happened to the good fortune that I sent him last time?"

"It's completely absorbed."

The commander said, "I've seen it, his strength has increased greatly now, and his attitude is very good today, and he has been surrendered to the magic of my family."

"Well." The leader nodded, "Let him come to see me."

After a while, Ye Wuchen was led by the way.

He carried his hands on his back, his eyes were cold, he looked left and right, and his eyes were a little shocked.

"Why do you pile up the elixir of your Qing clan like this? Did you just pick it up?" Ye Wuchen looked at the pile of elixir five to six feet high and glanced at it.

The commander was surprised, "Young master is interested in the dry wood we use to burn the fire?"

"Oh."

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly: "That's not true. My clan rarely cooks by themselves. These are all made by servants, so I haven't seen them very often."

The commander envy, "There are servants available, we all have to support ourselves."

City people are different.

He saw again a group of rough guards patrolling with long guns, bare-armed.

That gun tip...

Dragon's Teeth!

Ye Wuchen was shocked in his heart, Lilong, that is the legendary peerless beast, born in Daze, it is extremely rare, its teeth can be seen here, and it is regarded as an ordinary weapon.

Do you use magic weapons as spears?

Ruthless things!

"Is there a glass dragon here?" Ye Wuchen opened his mouth and asked lightly, "Is it also your food?"

The commander followed his gaze, stunned, and said in surprise, "You still eat this kind of food?"

Ye Wuchen watched his expression, he confirmed.

This clan, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is sitting on a feng shui treasure!

Absolutely a paradise!

No wonder they like to give gifts. They are so generous and generous. The Dao Fruits they give may really not be worth mentioning to them.

Must return to the clan quickly.

Ye Wuchen calculated in his heart, there are two countermeasures for this kind of treasure tribe, either take advantage of others before they react, and immediately invade, or make friends, and must not let others take the lead.

He hadn't thought about it yet, because he didn't know what the background of the Qing clan was, whether he would be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so he came to see it today.

Soon, he heard hearty laughter.

"Fellow Daoist Ye's visit is welcome."

There were footsteps, and the leader with green squirming soft body and mucus dripping from his body came from the yard.

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