Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

The Son of God woke up from his confusion.

He opened his eyes and felt his body was heavy. Looking down, the penetrating wound was still there, but there was no hissing sound, but the intestines flowed out.

There wasn't much pain, he just felt a little numb in his body.

I was still in the dark withered forest, but the giant dragon was gone, and neither was Bai Bing who was chasing him.

Then he found that the magical storage device and the protective device on his body were gone, so he could only remove the cloth strips on his body with a hiss, bandaged his abdomen briefly, and staggered to his feet.

"Bai Bing, I'm still alive, so you're dead." He said to himself indifferently.

He wasn't very worried about his injuries, they were fatal injuries, his powerful Divine Phoenix physique had experienced countless more fatal injuries.

As long as you leave here, everything can be redeemed.

"My communication instrument is also missing."

He touched his body and found that the storage ring was missing, and he couldn't even heal his wounds, let alone contact the clan to arrest Bai Bing.

After getting up and taking a few steps, he felt that his body was not right again.

"Why can't the injury recover?"

He lowered his head and tore off the cloth strip again. The wound on his abdomen was still bleeding slowly, and even showed signs of infection and smelly, but it didn't heal quickly, which was very abnormal.

Is my bloodline power sealed?

He runs his mind and perceives his own cultivation, but it feels like a dried up river, and he can no longer feel the exuberant vitality.

"It must have been sealed. The nail is a magic weapon." The Son thought so.

He recalled that he had encountered the giant dragon before, and then it pounced on him, and then fell into a coma.

Somehow, the giant dragon seemed to want to eat him, but it didn't eat him completely, but absorbed something from his body.

He now feels that something is missing in his body.

something very important.

"No, I have to go back and look for it."

Talking to himself, he dragged his heavy steps and walked around in a daze.

Fortunately, he found some scattered pills, grabbed them, and swallowed them quickly.

The breath gradually eased up.

This gradually made him feel at ease. Although he couldn't contact his clansmen, there were many friends here. They knew about this battle, and they just needed to wait here for rescue.

Suddenly, he calmly thought for a while.

"Han Mo is in trouble, and Ye Wuchen is gone, so An Yingqiu is probably eager to see my jokes, right?

The tribe is too far away, who will help me in this kind of right and wrong place? "

He was suddenly a little confused, and suddenly realized that there were not many people around him who he could rely on, and it was impossible to expect them to come to help now.

"In the future, we need to cultivate some absolutely loyal confidants." He whispered to himself, making this review.

But misfortunes never come singly. He found that the strength he had just recovered was rapidly fading, and his vitality was also disappearing. He was like a leaky ball, and he couldn't fill it up no matter what.

This feeling of dying made him panic again.

Why can't I recover by myself? What about my Divine Phoenix bloodline?

Finally, he found a bead in the mud, and he recognized that it was a pair of matching communication beads, which could contact a person——

Zhao Hao.

"Do you need him to help?"

After thinking for a moment, he still held the last hope, crushed the bead, and then leaned against the tree stump, waiting silently, he could no longer let his vitality flow away.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of desperation, she turned to him for help.

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a sound of breaking wind around, Shengzi raised his vigilance, and then saw a familiar person.

Zhao Hao.

"You are, Holy Son?" Zhao Hao was also very surprised, looking at the bloody and muddy person in front of him, he almost didn't recognize him.

I haven't seen you for a few days. Why is it so long?

Didn't you hear that Bai Bing wanted to kill him? Then go to fight?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao's heart was shocked, and he took a breath. That Bai Bing was so terrifying that he actually defeated the Holy Son. The gap really got bigger and bigger. Fortunately, he didn't confront him this time.

He secretly clenched his fists, he was still calm and confident, he could feel his strength increasing step by step, this feeling made him feel at ease and at ease.

Now, he is no longer as impulsive as before, and he will not be easily defeated when confronting that person.

Don't lie to me, Zhao Hao's skills are not as good as others, see you in ten years.

"Zhao Hao."

The Holy Son's eyes regained some brilliance, and he said weakly: "Is there a communication magic weapon to contact my people?"

"Yes." Zhao Hao said.

"Give me a use." The Son said.

Zhao Hao then took it out, he stayed in the Divine Phoenix Clan for a while, benefited a lot, and also had some friends.

The Holy Son took the communication instrument, contacted the junior, said something calmly, and then cut it off.

Finally feel at ease.

"Holy Son, you are fighting against Bai Bing, have you lost?" Zhao Hao couldn't help asking.

Shengzi stood up, staggering, and Zhao Hao hurriedly supported him.

Zhao Hao was convinced of the fact that the Holy Son didn't speak, and wanted to know how Bai Bing defeated the young and strongest Son of Heaven, but was afraid of hurting the Son's self-esteem, so he thought about it for a long time, being careful and tactful to ask:

"How did you get beaten like this?"

The Holy Son paused.

The body suddenly began to tremble.

Anger, shock, sadness, and complex emotions were intertwined, making him feel dizzy.

Then, that feeling of extreme weakness came again.

His eyes were dark, and his vitality was rapidly draining.

"You rest first, don't rush to talk." Zhao Hao said hastily.

When he saw Sheng Zi's lifeless face, he was a little worried, don't die here, I, Zhao Hao, am innocent, and I'm afraid I won't be able to explain clearly when the time comes.

"Junior Brother Hao." Shengzi said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

The Holy Son said: "My blood power seems to be lost, and now I can't recover it."

Zhao Hao said: "Don't worry, it won't be too late to take care of him after your clansman arrives."

"Brother, I blamed you wrongly. I shouldn't have doubted you again and again. That Bai Bing is really not a good thing." Shengzi said.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hao clenched his fists, and then let go.

"Forget it. I really have a deep grievance with that Bai Bing. It's hard to say clearly. It's normal for the Holy Son to doubt. Many people have doubted it before, but I don't care too much about it."

"Would you like to assist me in my career?"

The Holy Son said calmly, "I now understand that some people in the clan are unreliable after all.

I have been missing for so long, but you are the only one who has come to find me. "

A friend in adversity sees the truth. The battle between him and Bai Bing was not a small incident. Those brothers in the clan who admired him found him missing. If they had the heart, someone would have found him.

Too bad there isn't one.

When Zhao Hao heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "Of course I am willing."

He could already foresee that Bai Bing was wanted by the entire Divine Phoenix Clan, and then killed.

This is what you asked for.

"Then would you like to do me a favor?" the Holy Son continued.

"May the earth be devastated!" Zhao Hao said in a deep voice.

"good."

The Holy Son looked at him, "That's it, my true energy seems to be unable to support the arrival of the clansmen, can you contribute some blood power to awaken the Divine Phoenix's true blood for me, and repair my body?"

Zhao Hao was taken aback, "I can't do this."

"Don't worry, I have a secret technique that can absorb blood power, you don't have to do anything, you just need to cooperate."

Draw blood power?

Zhao Hao asked, "You mean to draw my blood? Will this affect Dao Ji?"

"If I were Hui, I would make it up to you tenfold," said the Holy Son.

Zhao Hao thought for a while, "Senior brother, I have lost some blood energy recently, and my blood is mixed, I'm afraid it will pollute your divine blood."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Zhao Hao resolutely refused, and took a step back, "Son, please think twice."

"You said you were so heartless and loyal?" Shengzi's face turned cold.

Zhao Hao also turned cold, "Could it be that the Holy Son thinks I'm stupid? What is blood? How can it be easily repaired if it is damaged?

Then Master Wangtian fulfilled his promise to draw blood for you, but you still haven't recovered. Do you think I, Zhao Hao, are easy to bully? "

If you want blood, there is no door.

He deeply knows that only when he is strong is the right way, and it is impossible to overdraw himself in exchange for trust. Is it easy for me to practice so far?

"You keep saying that you are loyal to me, but you can't even do this thing, what use is it for you."

The Holy Son looked at him indifferently, with golden flames gradually burning in his eyes, "Or, do you think I am seriously injured now, so you can talk to me unscrupulously?"

A bitter evil spirit is gathering.

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