Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

There was the sound of eating in the distance.

Bai Bing hurried over and saw that those Jinwu people had already started enjoying it.

They look very strange at the moment, their skin and flesh are ripped apart, and there is a black liquid wriggling in their bodies, and that liquid seems to be alive, hovering and turning into a mouth with fangs, swallowing that "shadow".

Already ate half of it.

Moreover, what the Jinwu people ate was not only their body, their spiritual power, but even their memories.

From memory fragments, they learned that these "shadows" knew other prey and where they were hiding.

This made them very excited, and the black mist was full of joy.

Suddenly, it seemed that they sensed something appeared, and all those strange-looking Jinwu people looked over and found Bai Bing.

Bai Bing heard a strange hissing sound, very low, like insects, like demons raving.

He also heard the "communication" of these people, heard the memory fragments of their devouring the world Qingxie cultivator, and heard that they planned to use these clues to slaughter more people until all the evil cultivators were extinct.

Rules kill.

A word quickly popped up in his mind, according to what the dead fallen fairy said, "The swarm will "trace back to the source" and slaughter all evil cultivators.

Is the most terrifying thing finally coming?

"It's heaven and earth again, can't you let them go?"

Bai Bing said in a low voice, the red flames in his eyes were gradually burning, he met his gaze, and walked over.

A dozen or so Jinwu tribe members, or they could be called "recovered parasites", became more and more cheerful.

A strange black fire burned in their eyes, seeing that this was a living prey, the black liquid dripped down the corner of their mouths, and fell to the ground and merged into the black mist.

bang bang.

They walked over with heavy steps.

Greedy, indifferent, without the slightest emotion!

But when they saw red mist appearing around Bai Bing, and the red fire quickly dispersed the black mist, they froze for a moment, and the sound of heavy footsteps disappeared.

Then they walked back, each doing his own thing.

【**：********】

The system prompts, but there is no prompt.

Still expressionless, Bai Bing walked over and drew out his sword.

swish.

One sword one.

two.

...

These "worms" never thought about encountering backstabs, maybe they did, but with the IQ of the revived swarm, they can't judge too much information, and when cooking, they are not much smarter than the big fat worm.

Bai Bing raised his sword and dropped it, and then the red mist surged, eroding their corpses and making their bodies rot.

Then, the black liquid flowed out, and they evaporated into black mist, roaring, the voice was sometimes low, sometimes sharp, and finally turned into a puff of smoke.

More than a dozen groups of flames were burning and extinguished one by one, Bai Bing watched quietly.

If he tries to trick the people around him, he should be killed.

It wasn't fair to them that their host might be innocent, but it was fair to him.

The reason why I practice hard is to let myself stand on the fair and strong side.

After doing this, Bai Bing didn't leave, he waited in place, because the black mist hadn't disappeared yet.

After waiting for about an hour, no other worm domains came again.

"It's time for them to change places again."

Bai Bing thought about it, and was about to leave a note, and felt that this was not the way, it could be saved once or twice, but he couldn't keep it all the time.

If "rule killing" really appears, every evil cultivator needs to master the means of self-protection in order to survive in the world.

What can I do?

As he thought about it, another prompt appeared in the system.

【**:******】

But he suddenly noticed that this was not a black mist, but a red mist.

It was crimson, and there were Suzaku fires burning around it.

There were corpses on the ground, not from the Jinwu tribe, nor from Tiandiqing, but some strange monks.

Bai Bing was stunned, he seemed to understand something, turned everyone over to check their faces.

No one is pure, but they are all evil cultivators.

There were sword wounds on their bodies, as well as traces of the Suzaku fire, except for the wounds that had not been eaten.

Bai Bing spread his hands and stared blankly.

He silently took out his notes and started to record.

[I have suffered from a strange spiritual pollution.

It seems... to throw me into chaos by engaging my subconscious mind.

The rule killing may really come, and I am not the target of hunting, but the knife holder.

...

It wasn't the Jinwu people who killed them, but me.

The mental pollution is getting worse and worse. I have awakened many people, but I have become a pure patient. How should I awaken myself?

Fortunately, I didn't go back to Li's house, I really can't tell the difference. 】

...

After Taoist Nanxuan persuaded him for a long time, Li Qingsi went back.

Seeing her red eyes, Taoist Nanxuan advised: "Don't be too sad, you are right, since you didn't see the body, maybe you woke up and left."

Li Qingsi lost his mind.

After coaxing her away, Taoist Nanxuan burned incense, bathed his hands, and then took out the Dharma plate with a solemn expression.

"It's weird!"

As a researcher of the swarm, he is very sensitive to every move of the swarm, and feels that there is a dark force affecting him.

"I can only use the ancient method of fallen immortals to get a glimpse of the truth."

Talking to himself, he took out a notebook from under the corner of the table and opened it.

After taking a look, his face gradually eased, he clapped his hands and smiled and said, "This kid almost fell for him.

It looks like he's managed to get out of danger and inherit that rule.

You kid has finally matured and knows how to hide yourself. If that's the case, I don't have to worry about it anymore.

The old man will give you a helping hand at the end. "

He summoned many elders of the Li family.

The elders were surprised and looked forward to it. Does the ancestor have anything to say?

Didn't you say that you don't care about family affairs in the future? Could it be that you didn't perform well last time?

Soon, the assembly is complete.

There were a lot of people this time, and even the disciples were called, and there was no intention of keeping it secret.

Nanxuan's face was heavy, and he said, "Actually, there is something that has been kept from everyone."

Yunhe also came, and frowned suddenly, "What is it, Zhongzhou is going to attack us again?"

Are they really going to lose their minds and forcefully attack my entire Li family?

"No." Nan Xuan shook his head.

"Could it be that you are going to die?"

"Who said that?" Nanxuan frowned and looked, this is not what I want to talk about.

He saw that the person who said this was a male disciple, his brows were like swords, and his breath was deep. He could be made at first glance, but this mouth was too good for making.

He didn't know who this junior was, but he saw a familiar face beside him.

Li Tiansu said: "Shut up, keep your mouth open."

It turned out that he was also the heir of this guy, and he was really a good-for-nothing, unscrupulous descendant.

"You once asked me what the mass awakening is all about."

Taoist Nanxuan sighed three times, with a sad face, "I didn't want to mention it again, but I thought about it again, why take the reputation of a junior.

The mass awakening has nothing to do with me. "

Nothing to do with you?

The elders and disciples were astonished. Could it be that the reprimand and enlightenment of the ancestors of Nanxuan made them wake up and discover the truth of "parasitism"?

"It's Bai Bing."

Taoist Nanxuan said calmly, "He used his own life to help you awaken.

You should thank him, not me.

Unfortunately, you will never see him again. "

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