Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

The Taoist noticed that when the masked man appeared, the black mist was pushed away, and there seemed to be a natural repulsion around him.

This surprised him, who is this, trespassing and weird, the Divine Phoenix Clan is not as strong as him.

Suddenly he noticed the direction of the black mist, his eyes froze, his heart was horrified, and then he suddenly bowed.

"Fellow Daoist helped me, and I will definitely thank you afterwards."

Bai Bing didn't look at him, but said lightly, "Go quickly, don't appear in their sight."

"Thank you!"

The Taoist turned around and slipped away without the slightest hesitation.

The Jinwu people didn't chase after him, their eyes fell on Bai Bing, and they seemed to be more interested.

The monk who was chewing on the paper man also felt that the food was tasteless, so he spit out the shredded paper.

coax.

The black fire surged and quickly surrounded Bai Bing. They stretched out their blackened nails and walked forward.

Inside the house, the lights were turned off, the bloody characters on the door were burning rapidly and fading, and the torn paper figurines on the ground were also burning.

Everything is annihilated except themselves.

"Does it even have the effect of destroying corpses?"

Bai Bing watched and murmured to himself, if he hadn't come just in time, this person would have been annihilated until there was nothing left.

Then, with a flick of his fingertips, a flame Suzaku appeared in front of him, becoming the only light of a different color in the blackness of the sky.

Many members of the Jinwu tribe raised their heads, as if they were instantly attracted.

"They killed their prey successfully, and I didn't show up either. Please modify the memories of all of them."

Bai Bing babbled to the flame Suzaku.

Many numb monks stared at the spirit of Suzaku, lost in confusion.

Bai Bing took out the spiritual object belonging to the Jinwu tribe, and saw the bloody name on it gradually disappearing.

"It really worked."

This is his new attempt. His idea is, since the insect swarm can modify the memory of the entire world and erase the existence of these people after killing the evil cultivator, can he modify the memory of these "people in the insect domain"? memory, to deceive the whole world?

It seems to be going well.

After doing this, he quietly disappeared, and the people of the Golden Crow tribe "woke up", but they were not fully awake, and they retreated with the black mist.

A name on the spiritual object completely disappeared.

"From now on, you are dead, they will not come to you again, protect yourself." Bai Bing turned back and said to the shadow.

After saying that, a red mist rose around him, and he suddenly disappeared from the spot, because there are still people who are being hunted.

"Please stay, expert. Has the expert always been so elusive?"

When the Taoist came out, he saw that the sun was shining brightly, the shade of the trees was staggered, and the blood written on the paper pasted on the door had completely faded to white paper.

Where is this sacred? Can one sentence repel the weirdness?

I have never heard of such a god-man in the Wuji Sect. It's a pity that I couldn't keep it.

Suddenly, his eyes were blazing, and he quickly picked up the fragments of jade beads scattered on the ground.

"So that's how it is. Xiao Shou is really unfathomable. This thing has such a powerful effect. I underestimated him and thought he was lying to me."

...

At this time, Zhao Yang had just escaped a hundred miles away with the help of the earth escape talisman.

He gave up the defensive formation and released several false bodies to deal with crises at any time.

But the black mist still came.

In an instant, all contact between him and the paper figurine was cut off.

"Through the paper figurine, they directly traced back to my real soul." Zhao Yang said to himself, his eyes darkened.

A steady life, a moment of confusion, but enough to be fatal.

He counted with his fingers, then laughed, "Go, I'll be right here with you."

After pondering for a moment, he also began to quickly take out a pen and paper, write down his previous experience, and gave Wujizong a warning.

"They can use the paper figurine to trace back to my real body, and then use my memory to trace back to the entire Wuji sect. It might be a one-shot."

Zhao Yang pondered and became more and more desperate. The power of this rule was too terrifying, and he still underestimated its power.

The Promise Sect is about to end.

It is difficult to save yourself, who can save?

Fortunately, now that the evil cultivator has another Suzaku clan, which can be counted as having the fire inheritance, he feels comforted in his heart.

Hearing that the Suzaku Clan had announced the truth about their awakening, he was really grateful to that person.

He was silent, watching those people coming from the black mist, and made a decision.

Draw the sword, aim at the jaw, and point directly at the Tianling Gai.

As long as I don't have a brain, you can't get any memory.

"Why are you either committing suicide or on the way to commit suicide." A voice came.

Still a little cooked.

Then Zhao Yang saw a man with a red and white smiling face mask appear, he babbled to the group of people, and they seemed to be hypnotized.

Finally leave.

Bai Bing looked at the spiritual object again and confirmed that there was another name missing. Today is considered a successful stop.

"You can control the swarm? Who are you?" Zhao Yang's face was full of disbelief. Even the all-powerful Nanxuan old devil couldn't do it. He was actually braver than Nanxuan. Who is this?

"You are dead now, please protect yourself." Bai Bing warned again.

Zhao Yang's face changed slightly, "Did you modify their memory?"

Bai Bing was surprised, "It seems that you know a lot."

Then he saw that Zhao Yang's face was gradually frightened and then angry.

"You manipulated them?"

"You're thinking too much, are you brain-dead?" Bai Bing said, turning to leave.

"It was actually seen by you."

Zhao Yang suddenly laughed strangely, his voice was hoarse, he lowered his head slightly, there was a big hole in the back of his head, red and white was dirty, and the gray brain seemed to have been dug out.

His whole body began to fester, his mouth was split from the front of his face to the roots of his ears, biting towards Bai Bing.

Bai Bing frowned, raised his palm, and the fire of Suzaku surged.

Boom!

He knocked the monster back with ease.

But seeing a blur in front of his eyes, the monster turned into Zhao Yang again, and his voice was no longer hoarse, "Don't get me wrong, my benefactor, now I'm having trouble cultivating evil, I want to ask fellow Taoists to help me!

Even if it's inconvenient for fellow daoists, please leave your name! "

Bai Bing stared at him for a while, took out a pair of communication instruments, and handed one to him.

But seeing that Zhao Yang turned into a monster again, biting towards his arm, a sharp pain came instantly.

Boom!

He struck out again, knocking it back.

Blood was dripping from the monster's mouth, and he smiled strangely, "Jie Jie, save your life."

Bai Bing looked at it, didn't give it to him again, turned and left.

Zhao Yang clutched his chest and took out the communication magic weapon.

"Leader, it's me, Zhao Yang."

"We were attacked by swarms, but something happened. I have an important report!"

...

on the boat.

There are four people.

They are Zhao Yang, the Taoist who was attacked by the swarm, Ye Qingtian who went to attack Lord Wangtian Peak, and a middle-aged man with a calm face.

"At that time, I went to deliver news to Guardian Xu, and I happened to be hunted and killed by Weird.

But a person wearing a mask came, he seemed not to be suppressed by the strange power, and used the strange method of modifying the memory to help me out of danger.

Leader, this person must have a lot of background, and may be of great use to our Wuji Sect, so we must investigate carefully! "

Zhao Yang analyzed the situation at that time with himself.

"What about you?" the middle-aged man asked.

The Taoist murmured, "I told him the same."

"There is such a person." The middle-aged man frowned, "Did you leave any contact information?"

"No."

Zhao Yang shook his head, "He just saved me, and I wanted to thank him, so I boasted, 'You can control them', and he suddenly scolded me angrily.

I didn't care and wanted to ask for advice, but he started beating me and calling me stupid.

Later, it seemed that he was going to give me the magic weapon of communication, but when I approached, he suddenly attacked me. That's how I got this injury. "

"Since I saved you, why did I hurt you again?" the leader pondered.

Zhao Yang said: "I don't know, judging from the expression, I feel that Yazi is mentally abnormal."

Abnormal. The leader narrowed his eyes slightly, "Have you ever heard of the Taoist curse left by senior Nanxuan?"

"Chaos?" Zhao Yang's eyes lit up suddenly.

It really made sense to think so, so he asked, "What do you think, Protector Xu?"

The Taoist pondered, "I think the same as you."

"According to the phenomenon, those who endure the 'chaos' will have problems with cognition and senses, moody, indistinguishable between good and evil, and extremely unstable emotions."

The leader pondered: "According to what you said, he may be suffering from pollution and chaos, so he cannot communicate."

"No wonder, it's a pity to miss such an opportunity."

The Taoist was shocked. After listening for so long, he finally realized, "This person killed a lot of evil cultivators, so he was cursed and became crazy?"

After finishing speaking, he smiled again: "It's just a little deduction, it's nothing to worry about, why are you all looking at me like this?"

Zhao Yang ignored him and said, "Next time I have a chance, I will find a way to communicate with him."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to reappear. Now you are in danger of being killed, and each of us is in danger of being killed at any time. The Wuji Sect can only activate the emergency state." The leader said.

Zhao Yang's eyes lit up, "It's not difficult to show up. I'll go find the Bug Fighter Gang!"

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