Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

A lot of information made Bai Bing a little confused for a while.

Mental pollution?

Mental resistance?

"Senior sister." Bai Bing looked at the corpses all over the ground, her eyes gradually becoming serious: "Senior sister, did you really see nothing?"

"For example, some corpses or something?"

Have it?

Zhao Hongxue frowned, a red light appeared in her eyes, she used her spiritual sense to perceive, but still shook her head.

"For example, what are you stepping on?" Bai Bing lowered her head and reminded again.

Zhao Hongxue looked at a rotten piece of face that was stepped on under his feet. He didn't know which parasitic host's face was. Half of the face had been rotted, black and moldy, and it gave off a stench.

She raised her head and looked at Bai Bing again, with a caring expression on her face.

"It's a piece of moss."

This expression, Bai Bing, is too familiar, just like his fellow apprentice and brother who cared about the mentally handicapped face full of bugs.

Although she didn't say anything, she seemed to have said everything.

Bai Bing fell into deep thought.

He felt that either he had to calm down, or the whole world had to calm down.

No, pollution resistance?

Bai Bing suddenly thought of the two information reported by the system just now.

He vaguely remembered that from the day he crossed over, the system had said that once the brain was infected by parasites, certain strange changes would occur, such as body alienation, cognitive distortion, etc.

Can't see the corpses all over the ground, is it a form of cognitive distortion?

So in this way, you have acquired "pollution resistance" because you can resist this kind of spiritual pollution, so you can see things that ordinary people can't see?

That is to say, I have always lived in the illusion created by Qingyunzong?

As the thoughts in his mind gradually became clearer, Bai Bing became more and more shocked.

The empty square suddenly became very lively.

He was shivering all over.

"I do feel that there is something wrong with my body." Zhao Hongxue said suddenly.

As she spoke, she suddenly unbuttoned the collar under her neck, revealing her white neck.

This!

Bai Bing was shocked, "Senior sister, why are you taking off your clothes?"

This question... is a bit big!

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Hongxue looked down, "I feel that the power of the parasite is fading... It seems that something important is missing."

She saw her collarbone along her neck, and Bai Bing also saw it. Under her skin, there were black lines wriggling. They were sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and occasionally they exposed their bodies, like snakes.

However, these creeping trajectories are downward, towards the direction of Dantian, and the black lines formed by the movement gradually disappear.

The scales on her body that had been eroded by parasites were also rapidly degenerating and disappearing.

Her eyes returned to light, no longer dull and indifferent. The last time I saw this was when she had a parasite outbreak and faced the end of the road.

It was as if there was something in her body that collapsed in an instant.

Is it the power of blood?

"The situation that the sect master said has come into effect." Zhao Hongxue said.

There was neither joy nor sadness on her face. The Sect Master let herself fall and forcibly cut off the bloodline of the Qingyun Sect, in exchange for her present.

But even so, Qingyunzong is still there, but the world is almost gone.

How many years can I live this time?

"Junior Brother, how do you feel?" Zhao Hongxue asked.

"Senior brother?"

She asked again.

She noticed that Bai Bing would be silent all the time, and the whole person had an indescribable strangeness.

It was as if there was something terrifying behind him, staring at her.

The feeling of oppression became stronger and stronger, making her uneasy.

"Sister."

Bai Bing thought for a while and asked, "I was thinking about a question. The old Sect Master had the core bloodline of the Qingyun Sect. Now that he died, did the core bloodline disappear, or...will it be transferred to someone else?"

Zhao Hongxue frowned, this question is a bit difficult to answer, "The Taoist has done some research on this, and he said that Qingyunzong seems to have the only true blood, which is always on the strongest.

Daoists call this strongest person the Insect King. Once the Insect King is born, it will suppress the entire race.

Once this repression disappears... there will be new true blood, is it Qin Sheng? "

Thinking this way, her heart became even heavier. Qin Sheng, who is only a Nascent Soul Realm, can't deal with the whole world. Now that he has the only advantage of true blood, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to deal with.

She didn't even know what to do next.

As for the promise she made to the old sect master, it was all secondary. She never thought that Bai Bing would be able to solve the cause and effect entanglement between the Qingyun Sect and the world.

Or do you want to go abroad?

"Little Junior Brother, hurry up while no one is there," she said.

Those disciples who escaped from the Zhenxian Pagoda just now have already returned, and they should have moved to rescue soldiers.

From the same family, she should have killed her, but now is not the time.

Bai Bing didn't speak. He silently took out the last parasite inhibitor, aimed it at his arm, and stabbed it in.

From beginning to end, his face was expressionless.

In his body, only he can see it.

Hiss!

A parasite with black scales all over its body and numerous claws differentiated into thorns curled up in his abdomen.

His heart remained the same, and he was always eating at a leisurely pace. The difference was that, along with the inhibitor injection, he also took a sip.

Feeling that the taste was not right, he let out a provocative neigh!

It seems that it is also full of revenge and pleasure!

[The parasite has an unknown mutation, and the inhibitor has failed! 】

[The parasite has an unknown mutation, and the inhibitor has failed! 】

……

"Little Junior Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhao Hongxue frowned, shaking her hand in front of Bai Bing.

Bai Bing raised her head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. She looked a little melancholy, but also had a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

The sun shines on the side face, not to mention, it is really handsome.

Zhao Hongxue was lost for a moment.

Finally, Bai Bing opened his mouth and said indifferently, "Damn it, Qin Sheng, this unsatisfactory thing."

Zhao Hongxue: "???"

"Let's go." Bai Bing sighed, and when he moved his feet, the figure disappeared.

Zhao Hongxue, who was in the late stage of the Golden Core Realm, could not see clearly at such an easily bursting speed.

But she always felt that Bai Bing seemed to have changed somewhere.

I always feel that I can see the shadow of the Sect Master.

Where is it?

……

A hundred miles away.

Deep in the jungle.

The black fog is disappearing.

It was like a huge stomach that swallowed the forest, and when it was spit out, the branches and leaves rotted and turned dead gray.

There are many corpses on the ground, as well as many swords, magic tools and so on.

There are also some broken heads with tooth marks, blood-stained eyes, and wrinkled human skin.

With horror and despair on his face, he seemed to have seen something terrible before he died.

As the black mist disappeared, everything it digested was spit out.

The place covered by the black fog has no life at all.

There are only two survivors.

One of them was wearing a tattered white coat, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and his eyes were high and cold.

Another big green worm, covered with black-green mucus, made a hissing sound, like stinky tofu just pulled out of a frying pan.

"Where's the bloodline?" the young man in white asked.

Da Qing Zong's voice was embarrassing, "He actually destroyed his bloodline."

how can that be?

Qin Sheng never expected that things would turn out like this.

You would rather destroy the future of Qingyun Sect than pass on your bloodline to me?

You didn't even give it to your own disciple, Zhao Hongxue?

How can I, Qin Sheng, be inferior to you, to do things so decisively?

Do you know how much effort I put into making the Qingyun Sect grow?

Do you know how miserable my Qingyun Sect was bullied by those evil cultivators?

Or in other words, you have never turned against me on the surface, but in fact you have already taken refuge in evil cultivators?

Evil cultivator, evil cultivator again!

why!

You old thing!

This piece of heaven and earth seems to feel the anger of the big green worm, and a black mist fills the air, forming, and covering everything again.

"What about the bloodline?"

The young man pointed to the holes in his clothes and the scratches on his face, his nostrils turned towards the big green worm.

"Where's the bloodline? Where's the bloodline? I ask where is the bloodline you want to share with me?" He asked in a gentle voice ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but asked again and again.

"To shut up!"

The big green worm roared, the world shook, black mist rolled over, and everything was twisted and deformed, just like his face.

The rotten forest has turned into a giant with claws and claws, and the corpses and bugs on the ground have turned into stones and weeds.

Everything is real, illusory, indistinguishable.

"Don't use these little tricks on me." The young man waved his hand, and the black mist disappeared when the wind blew.

Instead, a dark cloud covered the sky.

Da Qing Zong's eyes narrowed. Although the old thing was extremely bad, his cultivation was still beyond his reach. He couldn't use the insect domain to hurt the person in front of him, not to mention that he was seriously injured.

"Where's the bloodline?" the young man asked again lightly.

"The blood is gone!" Da Qing Zong roared furiously, "Can you stop asking? I'll find a way to compensate you! If you shoot me now... it's useless!"

The young man thought for a while, "It's reasonable, then what will you give me in compensation?"

Today, in order to resist the Insect Domain, his vitality was severely damaged. The most unacceptable thing is that his face was scratched.

"I still have real blood," Qin Sheng said indifferently: "He died, and I am the only one in power in the Qingyun Sect. You should know what this means."

The young man was moved, he naturally knew the special bloodline of Qingyun Sect, even if the bloodline of the sect master was gone, Qin Sheng's bloodline would be sublimated.

At least, talking is better than nothing.

"Well, so what's your only true blood?" the young man asked.

"Naturally..."

Da Qing Zong sneered, felt it for a moment, and the smile froze.

"Me, my only true blood?"

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