Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

The large amount of information made Bai Bing a little confused for a while.

Mental pollution?

Mental resistance?

"Senior Sister." Bai Bing looked at the corpses all over the floor, his eyes gradually became serious: "Senior Sister, you really didn't see anything?"

"Like, some corpses or something?"

Have it?

Zhao Hongxue frowned, a red light appeared in her eyes, she still shook her head using her divine sense perception.

"For example, what are you stepping on?" Bai Bing lowered his head and reminded again.

Zhao Hongxue looked at the rotten face of an unknown parasitic host under his feet. Half of the face had been rotted, black and moldy, emitting a foul smell.

She raised her head and looked at Bai Bing again with a concerned look on her face.

"It's a piece of moss."

Bai Bing's expression is too familiar, just like he cares about his mentally handicapped brother who is full of bugs.

Although she didn't say anything, she seemed to say everything.

Bai Bing fell into deep thought.

He felt that either he had to calm down, or the whole world had to calm down.

No, pollution resistance?

Bai Bing suddenly thought of the two messages reported by the system just now.

He vaguely remembered that from the day he traveled, the system had said that once the brain was infected by parasites, certain changes would occur, such as body alienation, cognitive distortion, etc.

Can't see the corpses all over the floor, is it a manifestation of cognitive distortion?

So in this way, I have acquired "pollution resistance", because I can resist this kind of mental pollution, so I can see things that ordinary people can't see?

That is to say, I have always been living in the illusion created by Qing Yunzong?

As the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear, Bai Bing became more and more shocked.

The empty square suddenly became very lively.

He was chilled all over.

"I do feel that there is something wrong with my body." Zhao Hongxue said suddenly.

As she said that, she suddenly unbuttoned the collar below her neck, revealing her white neck.

this!

Bai Bing was shocked, "Sister, what are you doing undressing?"

This problem is a bit big!

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Hongxue looked down, "I feel that the power of the parasite is fading, as if something important is missing."

Seeing the collarbone along the neck, Bai Bing also saw it. Under her skin, there were black lines squirming. They were sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and occasionally exposed the body, like a snake.

It's just that these creeping tracks are downward, towards the direction of Dantian, and the black line formed by the movement gradually disappears.

Some of the scales on her body that had been corroded by parasites were rapidly degenerating and disappearing.

Her eyes regained their brightness, and they were no longer dull and indifferent. The last time I saw such a situation was when she had a parasite outbreak and was facing the end of the road.

It was as if something inside her collapsed in an instant.

Is it the power of blood?

"What the suzerain said has taken effect," Zhao Hongxue said.

There was no joy or sorrow on her face, the suzerain let herself fall, and forcibly cut off the blood of Qing Yunzong, in exchange for her today.

But even so, Qingyun Sect is still there, but Tiandiqing is almost gone.

This time, how many years can I live?

"Junior Brother, how do you feel?" Zhao Hongxue asked.

"Brother?"

she asked again.

She noticed that Bai Bing had been silent all this time, and there was an indescribable weirdness about him.

It was as if there was something terrifying behind him, staring at her.

That oppressive feeling was getting stronger and stronger, making her uneasy.

"Senior Sister."

Bai Bing thought for a while and asked, "I'm thinking about a question. The old suzerain has the core blood of Qing Yunzong. Now that he is dead, will the core blood disappear, or will it be transferred to other people?"

Zhao Hongxue frowned, this question is a bit difficult to answer, "The Taoist has done some research on this, he said that the Qingyun Sect seems to have the only true blood, which always belongs to the strongest.

Taoists call this strongest person the worm king. Once the worm king is born, it will suppress the entire ethnic group.

Once this suppression disappears, new true blood will appear, is it Qin Sheng? "

Thinking of it this way, her heart became even heavier. Qin Sheng, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm alone, could not be dealt with by the whole world. Now that he has the advantage of the only true blood, he is afraid that it will be even more difficult to deal with.

She didn't even know what to do next.

As for the previous promise with the old suzerain, it was all secondary, she never thought that Bai Bing could solve the entanglement between Qing Yunzong and Tiandiqing.

Or do you want to go far away?

"Junior brother, let's go while there is no one," she said.

Those disciples who escaped from the Zhenxian Pagoda just now have already turned back, and they should have moved rescuers.

Being from the same sect, she should have killed him, but now is not the time.

Bai Bing didn't speak, he silently took out the last parasite inhibitor, pointed it at his arm, and stabbed it in.

From beginning to end, his face was expressionless.

Inside him, only he can see.

hiss!

A parasite with black scales all over its body and countless claws differentiated into spikes, curled up in his abdomen.

Its heart remained the same, and it was always eating at a leisurely pace. The difference was that it also took a sip as the inhibitor was injected.

Feeling that the taste was not right, he let out a provocative neigh!

It seems that it is also full of viciousness and pleasure!

[The parasite has undergone an unknown mutation, and the inhibitor has failed! 】

[The parasite has undergone an unknown mutation, and the inhibitor has failed! 】

...

"Little brother, what's the matter?"

Zhao Hongxue frowned, shaking his hand in front of Bai Bing's eyes.

Bai Bing raised his head, looking up at the sky at 45 degrees, looking a little melancholy, but also a kind of indifference that repulses others thousands of miles away.

The sunlight fell on the profile of his face, not to mention, he was really handsome.

Zhao Hongxue lost his mind for a moment.

Finally, Bai Bing spoke, and said indifferently: "Damn it, Qin Sheng, this unworthy thing."

Zhao Hongxue: "???"

"Let's go." Bai Bing sighed, moved his feet, and the figure disappeared.

Zhao Hongxue, who was in the later stage of Golden Core Realm, couldn't see clearly the speed that erupted so easily.

But she always felt that Bai Bing seemed to have changed somewhere.

I always feel that I can see the shadow of the suzerain.

Where is it?

...

hundreds of miles away.

Deep in the jungle.

The black mist is disappearing.

It was like a huge stomach that swallowed the forest, and when it spit it out, the branches and leaves rotted and turned dead gray.

There are many bones on the ground, as well as many swords, magic weapons and so on.

There are also some broken heads with teeth marks, blood-stained eyes, and wrinkled human skin.

There was panic and despair on that face, as if he had seen something terrible before he died.

As the black mist disappeared, all the things it had digested were vomited out.

Where the black mist covered the place, there was no life at all.

There are only two survivors.

One of them was dressed in tattered white clothes, his hair was disheveled like a chicken coop, and his eyes were cold.

Another big caterpillar, covered in black and green slime, made a hissing sound, like stinky tofu just taken out of the oil pan.

"Where's the bloodline?" the young man in white asked.

The big caterpillar said in an embarrassing voice, "He actually destroyed his own bloodline."

How can this be?

Qin Sheng never expected that things would turn out like this.

You would rather destroy Qing Yunzong's future than pass on the bloodline to me?

Not even your personal disciple Zhao Hongxue?

How can I, Qin Sheng, be inferior to you to do things so decisively?

Do you know how much effort I have put in to make Qing Yunzong grow stronger?

Do you know how miserable my Qing Yunzong was bullied by those evil cultivators?

In other words, you have never turned against me on the surface, but in fact you have already taken refuge in evil cultivators?

Evil cultivator, evil cultivator again!

Why!

You old thing!

This piece of heaven and earth seemed to feel the anger of the big caterpillar, and a black mist filled, formed, and enveloped everything again.

"What about the blood?"

The young man pointed to the hole in his clothes and a scratch on his face, with his nostrils facing the caterpillar.

"Where's the bloodline? Where's the bloodline? What about the bloodline you want to share with me?" He asked in a gentle voice, but again and again.

"Shut up!"

The big caterpillar roared, the world was shaken, black mist rolled in, everything twisted and deformed, just like his face.

The rotting forest turned into a giant with claws and claws, and the corpses and bugs on the ground turned into stones and weeds.

Everything is real, illusory, indistinguishable.

"Don't use these little tricks on me." The young man waved his hand, and the black mist disappeared when the wind blew.

Instead, a dark cloud covered the sky.

The big caterpillar's eyes froze. Although the old thing was extremely broken, his cultivation level was beyond his reach. He couldn't use the insect domain to hurt the person in front of him, let alone seriously injured himself.

"Where's the bloodline?" The young man asked lightly again.

"The blood is gone!" Big Qingchong roared angrily, "Can you stop asking? I will try to compensate you! If you attack me now, it will be of no use!"

The young man thought for a while, "That's right, then how will you compensate me?"

Today, in order to resist the insect domain, his vitality was severely injured, and the most unacceptable thing was that his face was scratched with a scar.

"I still have true blood," Qin Sheng said indifferently: "He is dead, and I am the only one in power in the Qingyun Sect. You should know what this means."

The young man was moved, he naturally knew the specialness of Qing Yunzong's bloodline, even if the suzerain's bloodline was gone, Qin Sheng's bloodline would be sublimated.

At least, talk is better than nothing.

"Well, so where's your only true blood?" the young man asked.

"Naturally"

The big caterpillar sneered, felt it for a moment, and the smile froze.

"Me, where is my only true blood?"

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