Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Hearing a clang, the spike hit the statue, sputtering a spark, but it didn't go in.

He was stunned for a moment, worthy of being an ancestor, not only his mouth but also his body.

He stretched out his hand and used his spiritual power to inhale... He found that he had no spiritual power!

Bai Bing was shocked. He found that he had completely become an ordinary person. His sense of aura, soul... all disappeared, and the black long nail had also become an ordinary nail.

Even the **** statue in front of him has become an ordinary stone statue.

Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is gone, as if... this world has become a world without extraordinary.

He took out the chat mirror and found that it was just an ordinary stone piece with no words on it, but the logo on the back still existed.

He drew his sword again and slashed at the statue with force, leaving a few pale white sword marks, but the sword was very heavy, and after a few slashes, he was out of breath.

He felt that his physique had returned to the otaku state before the time-travel, the kind that took five minutes to run a thousand meters.

"Ancestor, I was wrong." Bai Bing said sincerely.

no answer.

Bai Bing slashed for a while, but it didn't have any effect. He used the chat mirror again and found that he couldn't write at all. It seemed to be broken.

He suspected that it was because he was influenced by the rules of Taoism, and the sky should not be ineffective. He had no choice but to go down the mountain. This time, there were no fogs and illusions, only barren and withered grass.

But he found that the chat mirror still didn't work, and even... the storage ring didn't work, and he couldn't take out a single thing, it was like a decoration.

What was even more shocking was that after he went down the mountain, he saw something he had never seen before on the way back.

Some...worn metal remains, shards of gear, and even some ruins of collapsed high-rise buildings, covered in cyan vines.

He had never seen these things when he came.

"I'm in an illusion? Or is this the real thing?"

Bai Bing pondered, he looked back at the hill, and took out three metal buttons from his pocket.

Fortunately, these three things, he did not put the storage ring.

"Pretend to be a ghost, I blew you up."

Bai Bing took the "antimatter button bomb" back up the mountain and climbed for two hours, his legs and feet were weak.

He took a break and set the bomb for a day. Fortunately, he knew how to use it before, but he didn't know if it was ineffective.

Then, he climbed up the statue, put a button bomb on top of the red and white masked statue, took notes, and went down the mountain.

Over and over, he was sweating profusely, his legs were limp, and he always felt like he was about to fall and roll down the mountain.

There is no one at the foot of the mountain, only himself, there are "fallen immortals" ruins everywhere, and vitrified scorched earth, all from the fallen immortal civilization.

About ten miles away, the sunset and the sunrise, he was unbearably hungry, and at this moment, a suffocating sound wave appeared.

He looked back at the top of the mountain, and saw a sun rising from the inheritance mountain. The huge spherical white mist spread rapidly outward, and the strong shock wave swept the heaven and the earth.

A huge dust barrier was raised on the ground, rushing like a tsunami.

He felt his internal organs move, his eyes darkened, the shock wave finished his day's journey in an instant, and he felt shocked to death.

【Strong mental pollution detected...】

[Memory tampering has been cleaned up...]

He gradually woke up and saw that he was holding black spikes, standing in the ancient temple, with three statues in front of him.

...

"Fake memory?" Bai Bing looked up, he looked at the red and white smiling face mask, his eyes dignified.

This scene is very similar to the situation when he obtained the "Sealed Artifact".

With a red and white smiley face, he said, "Achieving the status of gods, you can naturally master the divine power. Why go against the heavenly way and make all living beings miserable."

Bai Bing asked, "So, you are the source of pollution?"

He was only guessing before, but now he has almost confirmed the truth.

"If you offend the gods, you will be unacceptable in this world." The **** statue carrying the sword raised his hand, and a flaming Suzaku appeared, and the Suzaku spread its wings and turned into a **** name in the sky.

Bai Bing looked at it, took out the small stone tablet, and found that there was indeed his own name on it.

"go to hell."

Bai Bing suddenly waved his hand, his spiritual power condensed, and this time he shot directly at the head.

Bang!

The stone statue exploded and turned into fragments all over the ground.

He was full of spiritual energy, and when he saw God, he banged and demolished the entire temple.

He originally wanted to ask a question this time, but his mind suddenly changed and he started directly.

I myself don't know what I'm going to do next, it's up to you to predict.

After it was destroyed, he walked out of the small temple.

[Memory tampering has been cleaned up...]

In a trance, he found himself still standing in front of the three statues.

"I don't **** believe it anymore."

Bai Bing left directly this time, leaving the range of the hill, Yu Jian was in the air, and then the sword qi was ten thousand feet, directly slicing the temple in half.

Then he returned to the statue, as if caught in reincarnation.

"Your heart is too heavy, can you see that these are all your evil thoughts." The idol said.

Bai Bing said, "Falsifying my memory over and over again, do you think this can stop me?"

He knew that the system had the ability to clean up pollution, otherwise he would be lost in the first round and would not be able to get out.

This ability to modify memory is too incomprehensible, and it is time to go back in time.

"God loves the world, but the world doesn't necessarily respect God."

The red and white smiling face said indifferently, "If I want to punish you, you will be trapped in it forever, unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and even unable to get out of this door."

Bai Bing was silent.

He knew it wasn't a lie.

It's hard to tell if he's in an illusion. Maybe he went out and returned to Li's house, but it was still an illusion in the end.

Even if the system has the ability to remove pollution, he may fall into illusions again and again on the spot, until the real body dies.

The source of pollution is right in front of him, but he can't clean it up.

"Let's go, the order of this world will not allow you to destroy it," said the idol.

Bai Bing looked at it and left.

...

down the mountain.

A woodcutter appeared on the path.

He took a **** and wanted to go up the mountain to chop wood. After chopping for a while, he rested against the rock for a while.

At this time, a farmer in a hurry walked by, carrying a hoe.

The woodcutter glanced at the farmer.

The farmer stopped, "What are you looking at?"

The woodcutter frowned slightly, "What's wrong with looking at you?"

"Who the **** let you see it?" The farmer swung his **** over, like a big hammer.

The woodcutter stretched out his hand.

when!

He held the **** in his hand, and with a little force, one hand twisted it into a twist, and the handle of the **** broke.

The woodcutter's aura was slowly rising, and he turned out to be a master of the Golden Core Stage.

The woodcutter said indifferently: "This seat is doing business here, do you want to die?"

"You were sent by the Vermilion Bird Clan to kill someone?" The farmer's breath also began to recover, and he was also a mid-level master of Jindan.

The woodcutter was surprised, and then sneered, "Some people say that this trip is risky, and some people may stop it, but it really is.

I can't figure it out, he is a mere mid-level Jindan repairer, and he actually let that person go to war, or kill his family.

Hey, it's kind of interesting, it's been a long time since I killed someone from an ancient race. "

He was shocked, "I'm sorry, this seat has hidden strength, but it's actually a Tianzi killer, a master of Nascent Soul.

There are countless people in this seat, and if he is to die in the third watch, no one can survive the fifth watch.

go to hell. "

Bang!

He punched the farmer, and the farmer was torn apart immediately. When he looked closely, it was a paper man.

The woodcutter's face changed, and he suddenly turned around, the surrounding space became blurred.

His face suddenly ugly, "Earth-level killing formation!"

Counted!

The other party is so cunning, this killing formation even reveals the breath of heaven. Fortunately, he discovered it early, and the formation has not been closed yet, otherwise there will be a great disaster today.

Fortunately, there is one hand left in this seat... The woodcutter threw the axe in one direction, making a clicking sound.

The woodcutter turned into countless shadows and flew out in all directions. One shadow rushed out, and all the other figures were blown to pieces, and the ground was covered in blood.

Looking back, the killing formation has been closed, extremely terrifying.

He was dignified, he was discovered today, and that fellow has not yet appeared, it seems that this task cannot be completed.

Raising his sleeves again, his hands were covered in blood. Using this secret technique to escape the formation would cost a lot. He was ready to run away.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his brows back, and three people appeared behind him.

The three masters of the Nascent Soul stage, each of which is stronger than him.

Then, three fists blasted over at the same time, blasting the woodcutter back.

The killing formation was activated, like a millstone of heaven and earth, killing it silently.

"That's it?"

A Yuan Ying old man said, "Didn't you say that there are several Yuan Ying enemies, why is it so simple."

"No matter, the task has been completed, call it a day."

A quarter of an hour later, the formation disintegrated, leaving only a **** corpse on the ground.

Another half an hour passed.

The three Nascent Soul masters appeared again, "No one will come again, it seems that he is the only one, that guy has too much heart, so he has to waste time guarding the corpse.

That's it, you can return to the task. "

A torch was dropped and the corpse was set on fire, burning at the foot of the barren mountain.

Another hour later.

A man in black came here, fumbled around for a while, found the charred corpse, and then found a burnt jade accessory on the corpse, showing fear on his face.

The top killer of the door party, gone? !

mission failed! who did it?

He looked terrified, but luckily he was late, otherwise he would have to follow in the footsteps.

He left quickly, went to a secluded corner, and took out the communication device.

But suddenly, he felt movement behind him, but when he turned around, he saw a beautiful woman, stretched out his hand and struck him with a sword, sealing his throat with a sword.

Then a handful rose up on his corpse, turning it into ashes in an instant, the woman raised her hand, and even the ashes were gone.

After finishing these ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the woman activated the escape talisman and quickly disappeared.

After walking a hundred miles, she appeared in the woods, sat quietly for an hour, then took off her dress, took off her wig, and tore off her face. It turned out to be a man.

Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang took out the special communication tool, "The mission has been completed. Thank you for the help of the few people who have arranged for it. Please keep this operation confidential."

"Are you kidding me? Just a half-step Nascent Soul." The other party said.

"Don't underestimate any enemy." Zhao Yang said: "This is provoking the Vermillion Bird Clan. If there is anger over there, you will be finished."

"Got it." The other party interrupted the communication.

Another quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yang threw a paper figure, turned into a man, left the woods, and headed towards the barren mountain.

Bai Bing went down.

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