Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Thousands of insects crawled out, densely packed, and kept rushing towards these disciples, like locusts crossing the border.

There were countless screams in the mist, as well as the clanging of swords and swords.

After a few breaths, the sound disappeared.

I saw that the ground was covered with white bones, blood, some pieces of meat, and dense teeth marks remained on the bones.

About seven or eight Qing Yunzong disciples stood there blankly, their bodies shaking like chaff.

What's going on?

What is this?

How am I not dead?

Several disciples looked at each other in horror. They were barely injured in the swarm attack just now!

And they have one thing in common, that is, they either hold an umbrella or hold their heads with their coats.

Not prescient, just because they love to be clean.

There were many people before, and this feature was not prominent, but now they are the only ones left.

"Rain!"

Some disciples exclaimed, "There is something wrong with this rain! Once it is contaminated, it will be attacked by insects!"

That Bai Bing was right!

The disciples were suddenly cold and frightened for a while.

What the hell is this place? Where is the master? Why haven't you come yet?

Suddenly, two figures appeared in the distance, they were Bai Bing and Zhao Hongxue, walking out of the mist with umbrellas.

"Brother Bai, save me!"

The few disciples seemed to have seen a savior, and they ran over excitedly, regardless of the enemy or us.

Bai Bing's complexion changed slightly, and Zhao Hongxue thought thoughtfully, "It seems to be something like a ghost hitting a wall again."

"Did you know Senior Brother Bai would come back to save us? Let's listen to Senior Brother!" A disciple shouted, thankful. This was one of the newcomers, who already knew Bai Bing.

Bai Bing felt uncomfortable for a while, "I didn't come to save you."

I'm so lost, okay?

But seven or eight disciples don't care, it's a deal.

"Drive them away." Zhao Hongxue took a look.

Seven or eight disciples were shocked, and Bai Bing shook his head, "It's not good to drive away."

All the disciples were overjoyed, "Brother Bai, we all listen to you!"

Bai Bing drew his sword eagerly, "I think it's fine to kill them all."

Several disciples' legs went limp immediately, and wept bitterly: "Senior Brother Bai, I was wrong, we were forced to come here too!

You take us out, we will go to Tiandiqing in the future, and we will follow your command! "

Who are these people? They are like killing pigs at every turn. They are going to be slaughtered.

Bai Bing stared at them seriously for a while.

"Come on, your foundation building is almost finished, and it's hopeless. Lai Tiandiqing can only help you improve your performance."

A few disciples trembled, they didn't know what the achievement was, they only knew that they must survive at all costs.

"Brother."

While he was watching, Zhao Hongxue suddenly tugged at his sleeve, "Look."

Bai Bing turned his head and looked forward.

There was a fog ahead, and there was a black figure, which looked like a person, walking slowly towards them.

The man tilted his neck and staggered, but the sound of his footsteps was clear.

That walking posture reminded him of Plants vs. Zombies.

"who"

All the disciples were terrified, and they drew their swords one after another when they saw the person who came.

A second black figure appeared, also walking slowly, headless.

He walked faster than the first person, and he quickly saw the clothes, with the unique logo of the Hundred Leagues on his body.

He also held a Diamond Sutra in his arms.

"How could it be him?"

Bai Bing was surprised, isn't this the senior brother who died in Land of the Dead because his head was turned backwards?

Soon, the first person also saw clearly that his head was not tilted, but only the scalp, and even the body was only a shriveled shell, and some unknown force drove him to walk.

It should be the brother Saber who died in the Land of the Dead.

Then, more people showed up.

There was Senior Meng with a sword around his neck, Senior Compass who died in the insect domain before escaping, and several male cultivators whom he did not know.

They walked slowly, silent, only the sound of their footsteps was very clear.

"Remember what the teacher said." Zhao Hongxue reminded in a low voice.

Bai Bing's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Every Nascent Soul Realm cultivator dies, accompanied by the spread of horror in the Worm Realm.

It will bring death and pollution to that area, and it will last for a hundred years. Every worm field is filled with corpses and souls of the lost.

There are two important rules in my worm domain, you must keep in mind, if you make a wrong step, you will die.

First, don't get caught in the rain.

Every drop of rain you drenched is a mark given to you by the worm domain. They will smell the mark and eat you.

Second, no matter what you see, don't do anything, they are all fake, but if you do it, everything will be real. "

The old suzerain handed over the blood.

This is the most solemn warning he gave before his fall and the outbreak of the worm domain.

Then, Bai Bing saw that the surrounding sky was dark, and there were rustling sounds around, like groups of crickets chirping at night, but none of them could be seen.

There was no time for the system to react, and even less time for the senior sister to say goodbye to the old suzerain, so he opened the umbrella and escaped with Zhao Hongxue.

Several corpses were getting closer and closer, and Bai Bing could even smell the putrid smell on the dead skin.

Brother Meng's eyes were empty, the eyeballs seemed to have exploded, something had come out, he made a bellows-like hooting sound from his throat, and his body seemed to be empty and windy.

The corpse with its crooked neck came closer, and he came to Bai Bing, leaning towards Bai Bing with his shriveled head tilted to one side.

A strong rancid smell came out of his nostrils, and through his torn nostrils, he could see some black tentacles wriggling in his body.

Bai Bing didn't move, and didn't blink his eyes.

Not far away, several Qing Yunzong disciples almost screamed out.

A female disciple covered her mouth, she was about to spit it out.

But they all kept silent, not a fool could see that Bai Bing was pretending to be dead, which might be the way to survive.

Finally, the crooked neck corpse left, limping towards Zhao Hongxue.

"Huh, it stinks, I finally left."

Just as Bai Bing breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect the brother holding the Diamond Sutra to come again.

He has no brain.

There was a big hole on the scar as big as a bowl on the neck, as if the cervical spine had been pulled, and there was a strange noise coming from the hole, I don't know what it was.

When the corpse came to Bai Bing, his body leaned forward slightly, so he had to look at Bai Bing carefully.

However, he seems to have forgotten that he has no head.

What the hell are you looking for me for?

Bai Bing cursed secretly in his heart, and suddenly there was a slap, and the book held by the headless corpse fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up.

Once, I didn't pick it up, but dropped a few fingers instead.

Twice, I didn't pick it up again.

the third time.

After picking it up for a full five minutes, Bai Bing himself became anxious, bent down to pick up the book, and handed it to the corpse.

The moment the headless corpse took the book, the corpse froze.

Bai Bing was also stunned.

It seems that a mistake was made.

Zhao Hongxue's expression changed, and he slowly stretched out his hand, grabbing the hilt of the sword.

Several Qing Yunzong disciples beside him also became nervous.

The headless corpse approached Bai Bing again, staring at him, closer than before, as if observing very carefully.

If his head was still there, this should have been posted on Bai Bing's face.

Why haven't you seen enough?

Bai Bing couldn't take it anymore, and found a book from the storage ring. It was the book given by the head, and it was specially designed to kill him.

He turned the book towards the headless corpse, opened it, and aligned it.

The headless corpse froze for a moment, and was suddenly attracted by this majestic book, looking intently.

After about a stick of incense, there was a sudden cracking sound from inside the corpse.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse began to crack, pus, and black mucus.

Countless bugs crawled out and died.

This corpse has gone mad.

Zhao Hongxue was speechless, this junior, what kind of tricks is he pretending in his head?

Swish!

The other corpses immediately noticed this side, and all looked at the book in Bai Bing's hand.

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