Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

On the way, there was commotion from time to time, and some evil cultivators were discovered and killed.

Bai Bing saw with his own eyes an evil cultivator in gray clothes, who looked about his age, hiding in the leaves above, trying to avoid being searched.

It's a pity that Senior Brother Baiyi Meng found him.

This Xie's self-cultivation method is quite good, and his actions are silent. He and Liu Qing met each other, and another newcomer disciple was seriously injured with another punch.

Then Senior Brother Meng came lightly behind him and pierced his chest with a sword.

"Drag it on, cut off the head to receive the reward." Senior Brother Meng retracted his sword and left, skillfully.

The rookie disciple was also ashamed, "Take care everyone, I'm going back to heal my wounds."

Without any danger, he traveled another ten miles.

Suddenly, Senior Brother Meng stopped in his tracks.

"Zhao Hongxue, how long do you want to hide?"

Zhao Hongxue appeared? Where?

Many disciples held their swords one after another, especially a group of new disciples who were extremely nervous and excited.

Bai Bing looked around, but found no movement.

But seeing Senior Brother Meng and the other three Baiyingmeng disciples nodding to each other, each took a step forward and drew their swords.

boom!

Four powerful air waves slashed out, flying more than a hundred feet, and focused on a rock, which was blown apart.

A broken sash fell to the ground.

"Another pretense?" Brother Meng frowned.

Suddenly, there was a puffing sound behind him, and then there was a dull plopping sound.

Brother Meng turned his head and saw that the heads of the three rookie disciples were gone, and there were bowl-sized wounds on their necks, with blood spattering.

Liu Qing's face was pale and her legs were trembling.

In an instant, three people were killed!

"Brother!"

The other two new disciples who were still alive cried, "Please protect us!"

They were all stupid, who would have thought that they would just meet each other, no, they didn't see anyone at all.

Three companions died.

So Zhao Hongxue is so strong?

Brother Meng's face was cold, "I still have to participate in hunting with this ability, what's the use of protecting you? Go back by yourself."

go back?

The two novice disciples looked at each other, cupped their hands and said: "The skills are not as good as others, I will take a step ahead and wait for the good news!"

After saying that, the two quickly retreated.

Just kidding, the reward for catching the traitor Zhao Hongxue is generous, but there is no need to risk your life.

In the team of seven, only Liu Qing and Bai Bing remained.

Liu Qing's complexion changed, she was still hesitating.

But after glancing at the calm Bai Bing, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with Senior Brother Meng!"

The voice just fell.

There was another muffled sound from behind, and the heads of the three disciples fell to the ground, blood spattering.

"presumptuous!"

Several Hundred League of Legends masters looked cold and scattered in all directions, but did not see any movement.

Brother Meng stepped forward to check, and after a while, there was a very thin silk thread in his hand.

"Celestial silk."

Brother Meng crumpled the silk thread with a faint smile, "This magic weapon is extremely tough, it's hard to detect if you don't pay close attention, it's very suitable for assassination, Zhao Hongxue does have some ideas."

Afterwards, he looked at Bai Bing and Liu Qing, "This is the battle of Jindan masters, if you don't pay attention, you will die, and we will not be able to guarantee your safety in the future, you still have to follow?"

Liu Qing was silent for a while, then cupped her hands and said, "I hope that senior brother will escort you."

Brother Meng nodded, "I'll take you out."

Another person withdrew, leaving only Bai Bing himself.

Not long after, Senior Brother Meng came back. His white clothes were neat and tidy, and he seemed not to have been attacked.

"What about you?" Brother Meng said, "I heard that you are the number one newcomer this year, disciple of Lin Chunqiu, you should have some strength, but you can't get involved in such occasions, are you sure you don't want to go back?"

Bai Bing thought for a while, "I want to see it again."

"With your strength, you can see that she is already dead." A senior brother of Baiyingmeng glanced at him indifferently and said.

"But I have indeed seen her." Bai Bing said.

Several people thought of Han Qian's death, and had nothing to say for a while.

But at this moment, senior brother Meng in white suddenly snorted coldly, clenched his palms, and a thick blue-black mist burst out, covering his whole body.

"careful!"

There was a sound coming from the blue-black mist, followed by a strange chirping sound.

After a while, the dense fog dissipated, and Bai Bing saw several Baiyingmeng brothers all stretching out their hands, a line of blood appeared on the palms, and blood was flowing.

Even the clothes that were at the same level as the palms of their hands were cut off, as if there was a flat cut that cut them in half.

The sleeves fell down, and only the upper half of the clothes of the senior brothers were left, which had been neatly trimmed.

There was a clear bloodstain on their chests and backs.

Several people remained motionless.

"Brother! How did you die so quickly?" Bai Bing was shocked.

When he looked down at himself again, he was even more surprised.

Nothing happened.

"I'm not dead."

Senior Brother Meng made a sullen face, and immediately pulled it hard, his hands were empty, but saw the branches and leaves in front of him snap off, as if cut by something sharp.

"come over!"

He yelled again, and a small white ball gradually appeared in his hand. It was connected with extremely thin threads, like a ball of wool, and it rolled bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, a white silkworm flew from the woods and landed on the palm of my hand.

"Skyworm!"

The eyes of the other three brothers froze.

Brother Meng held the white silkworm in his hand, looked up into the distance, and smiled.

"Zhao Hongxue, I'm sure you're nearby."

"According to the information provided by the head, the silkworm is your life-saving weapon. Now that you have handed it over, it seems that you are really desperate."

The jungle is quiet and there is no echo.

Bai Bing looked around, could she really be nearby?

However, senior brother Meng looked confident, and he smiled into the distance: "I heard that you are very proud and disdain to kill opponents who are weaker than yourself, but you did it today, and you deal with it first, which makes you feel so arrogant. I have a judgment.

You're badly wounded, and you're not sure about escaping, so you're trying to scare us off in this way, am I right? "

The expressions of the other three senior brothers changed slightly. They really had the idea of ​​avoiding the edge for a while, but now it seems that they have not been tricked.

"This traitor is really cunning." One person whispered.

"If you don't say it, then I will take it as the default."

Brother Meng still laughed and said loudly, "Then I will make a second guess, the Land of the Dead is ahead, but you will definitely not go in, because people who have been there have never successfully walked out.

But no one will save you. Taoist Honglian is dead, and those who can save you are dead now, and those who cannot save you still need to be saved by you.

Of course, they will be eradicated one by one. "

Brother Meng had a relaxed smile on his face. This "clear heaven and earth", with Taoist Honglian's number one cancer, will soon disappear.

It's a shame to fight for so many years.

It's nostalgic.

The leaves rustled.

"I remember you once said that as long as you live for one day, you will kill one more person, so there is a high probability that you will fight with me before you die, and die together, instead of dying in this forbidden land for nothing.

You're struggling with making that choice right now, aren't you? Senior Brother Meng continued.

The faces of the senior brothers changed again, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that this was very reasonable.

"Brother Meng, shall we call someone?"

They knew that Brother Meng was attacking his heart, but what he said was true and it was very likely to happen.

Zhao Hongxue's fierce reputation was too strong, even if they were the powerhouses of the Hundred-British Alliance, they didn't dare to deal with it rashly. Who would dare to fight desperately?

Brother Meng is so aggressive, could it be that he has a backup?

Brother Meng waved his hand and continued to say loudly, "So now, I might as well help you make a choice."

"If you choose to fight with us right now, there is still a glimmer of hope to kill me and the others, but after a while Elder Mo will arrive, and you must be aware of Elder Mo's strength, and it will be difficult for you to die at that time. "

Brother Meng stretched out his hand, pinched the white silkworm, held it in the air, and exerted a little force on his fingers.

With a snap, the white silkworm exploded into a piece of white paste.

"Will you fight head-on at the end, or be crushed to death by Elder Mo like it, what do you want to choose?"

The body of the white silkworm was thrown on the ground like garbage.

A woman came out of a dense forest, wearing a loose robe that didn't fit very well.

There was a bright red palm print on her left shoulder, the blood seeped into her clothes, and her flesh and bones were festering.

"you are annoying."

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