Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Bai Bing waved, "Brothers, come to Kangkang together."

He pointed the book at several corpses, and sure enough, they all staggered towards them.

Some turned their heads to look at it, and some wanted to tear up the book directly, but Bai Bing dodged it.

boom!

A dead body exploded.

The second one also split.

Soon, there was only one body left, and he turned towards the book, but the body was intact.

Because his head was turned upside down and his back was on the back, so he didn't see it.

"go to hell!"

A Qingyun Sect disciple suddenly jumped up, drew his sword and chopped off the corpse's head, including the shoulder.

The corpse fell to the ground, and several Qing Yunzong disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

The female disciple finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out in fright.

The cry was distorted by the mist, making it weird and permeating.

"Why are you crying, you don't look much better than him." Bai Bing looked at this female disciple, she seemed to be affected by the insect domain, her face was covered with insects.

But she thought it was tears and was wiping it vigorously.

When the female disciple heard this, she cried even more sadly.

"Brother Bai, what are these? I seem to see a senior, why does it look familiar?" A Qingyun Sect disciple asked.

"How do I know?" Bai Bing frowned, "Also, if you want to get out alive, just listen to me, don't do anything casually."

He was not advising, but he was afraid of hurting himself.

"Clear, clear." Several juniors responded again and again.

The rain stopped.

Bai Bing closed the umbrella and continued to walk forward.

"This direction." Zhao Hongxue came prepared this time, and she also brought a compass.

After walking for about a stick of incense in the black mist, a pitch-black stone suddenly appeared in front of him, with a height of three feet.

However, when he walked in, he found that it was a translucent egg.

The outside of the eggshell is full of cracks, black mucus seeps out, and there is a huge black shadow inside, which looks like a worm, or a huge embryo.

The shadow is beating rhythmically, like a heart, full of vigor.

"Yes, Qing Yunzong's spiritual power test tablet?" Zhao Hongxue said doubtfully, she was very familiar with this.

Bai Bing became more familiar, and recognized him at the second sight.

"When did we return to Qingyun Sect?" Bai Bing frowned and looked around again.

It would be terrible if we went back.

Suddenly, he stared back, his eyes fixed.

"how?"

Zhao Hongxue followed his gaze and saw several corpses standing neatly behind them.

Some heads shriveled, and some lost their heads.

In another, the head and half of the shoulder were gone, but not a drop of blood oozed out.

They were wearing the costumes of Qing Yunzong newcomers, holding swords and maintaining a vigilant posture.

...

"Hello, are you dead?" Bai Bing asked in a low voice.

no respond.

bang bang.

Under the watchful eyes of Bai Bing and Zhao Hongxue, the corpses fell to the ground one after another. Their bodies were damaged, and thick black mist flowed out like liquid, blending into the surrounding environment.

"Your suzerain kills his disciples very diligently. Is this inherited from the ancestors?" Bai Bing remembered Yang Fei's "swarm characteristics".

Zhao Hongxue said with a cold face, "Junior Junior Brother, you really should learn how to speak human language."

Bai Bing looked at the corpses, frowned and thought deeply. The suzerain said that once he did it, all the illusions would come true, so they met with disaster after chopping up the corpse?

There was no movement at all, and he died just like that.

The suzerain had just died, and Zhao Hongxue was still in a bad mood, so he walked around the stele.

Suddenly, she also stopped.

"Junior brother, I seem to have seen your dead body."

Bai Bing was speechless, "Who are you talking about?"

He walked over to take a look, his eyes froze suddenly.

A dead body was leaning on the huge measuring tablet, judging from his appearance, it was himself.

The body was hunched over, and it seemed to be in pain before death. There was a huge hole in his lower abdomen, and something had come out.

Bai Bing squinted for a while, then raised the corpse's chin with his sword, and the appearance was exactly the same as his.

Although his death was miserable, he was still very handsome.

His dead gray eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.

Boom.

The corpse could not stand still, and leaned against the measuring monument and fell obliquely.

At this time, Bai Bing saw that there was also a hole the size of a bucket on the stele behind the corpse, and there was a lot of black mucus on the side.

Now the hole is gradually healing, and a thin layer of eggshell has re-condensed.

[Some kind of unknowable change in the eggs belonging to Qingyun Sect seems to be related to you. 】

A prompt came from the system suddenly, which made Bai Bing very puzzled.

Is the test monument related to me?

Could it be that he really wanted to recognize me as his son after getting 21 stars in the test that day?

Bai Bing stared at the giant egg, frowning deeply. He always had an intuition that there was a big problem with this thing.

Or, cook it?

"Junior brother, the fog is getting thicker." Zhao Hongxue said.

She held the compass to identify the direction, and now the pointer started to shake wildly, making it more and more difficult to identify the direction.

Bai Bing looked behind him, in the black mist, a thicker black mist was coming, and there seemed to be some corpses walking inside.

I don't know if there are those cute and headless juniors among them.

The black mist all over the sky is like a sandstorm.

Bai Bing had no choice but to give up his thoughts about the stele, and the two quickened their pace and continued walking forward, which gradually turned into running.

And the stele disappeared into the mist, along with his "corpse" and the corpses of many Qing Yunzong disciples.

"Sure enough, it's still fake, it's all an illusion."

Bai Bing looked around. If he had really come to the Beibei Square just now, there should be houses around, but after passing through that square, it is now a forest again.

After another incense stick of time passed, a hut suddenly appeared in front of him.

This hut appeared very abruptly, with the rock behind it, and half of it was even penetrated.

It seems to tell others clearly that it is not normal.

"Shengmen."

Zhao Hongxue said: "According to what the suzerain said, in his worm domain, the more normal things you see, the more careful you should be. The more abnormal things are often the way out."

Bai Bing thought for a while, then suddenly looked at Zhao Hongxue, "Senior Sister, you are so normal, I panicked."

Zhao Hongxue: "..."

She lifted her foot and walked in.

Bai Bing followed closely behind.

The room was very dark, and as soon as you entered, you could smell a strong decaying smell, like a rainy day in the south, drenched in a house that had not been lived in for several years.

The house is not big, and there are rotten and moldy things everywhere, grocery boxes, iron shelves, floors that are so rotten that the material cannot be seen clearly, and

Bai Bing reached out and touched the white and yellowish wall next to it, and it actually had a plastic texture.

With a light force on his palm, the wall was broken.

Why is there always a sense of familiarity?

Bai Bing looked into the sundries in the corner.

There, lay a skeleton, the skeleton was holding a rotten box, and the box still had traces of being opened by outsiders.

Bai Bing was silent for a while, looked at the sundries beside him, and opened them.

Inside are sheets of human skin, and some sticks, all of which are bones.

Before, wasn't it some rotting paper document? When did it become human skin?

He found another box, which still contained some accessories for the tranquilizer gun that hadn't been taken.

While he was searching, Zhao Hongxue had found a thigh bone and pried open the door.

Yes, there is a door on the other side of the cabin.

"Is this the Fallen Immortal Prison?" she said, her voice full of surprise.

Bai Bing saw that there was an empty space behind the door, and the surroundings were closed, as if in a huge stone room.

On the ground, there are rotting corpses and worms everywhere, some are dead, and some are still crawling.

There are too many corpses, sticky everywhere, with a lot of black and green mucus fermenting together, there is no way to settle down.

The stone chamber was about five meters high, and black and green mucus continued to seep from the cracks in the stone bricks on the top, dripping down.

In the deep corner of the stone room, there is a staircase that goes down.

Bai Bing and Zhao Hongxue carefully avoided those corpses, opened their umbrellas, and walked towards the stairs.

Downstairs is the same space again.

There were many rotting corpses on the ground, and black and green mucus oozed and dripped from the cracks in the stone bricks above his head.

...

(There is only one update today, and the queue for nucleic acid queuing is longer than my chapter. I will resume the update as soon as possible when I return to my hometown for the New Year.)