Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

"Actually, there is something I want to ask the elder." Bai Bing was in the black mist, watching the worm entangled himself like a python, and asked: "Did the elder hear that there is such a thing as 'the only true blood' in Qingyun sect? "

"What true blood? At this time, they are still planning Qing Yunzong."

The old man quietly moved away from Bai Bing again, "Delaying time is useless, now, accept the suppression and interrogation."

The old man shook his hand hard.

The huge worm wrapped around Bai Bing suddenly tightened its grip.

Chi slip!

The worms are gone.

It was as if an invisible hand stretched out from Bai Bing's body, pulling in the huge worm transformed from the black mist.

That action was so rough that the huge worm's body split open, and a lot of black mist was released.

Bai Bing let out a muffled snort, his eyes flickered, and finally returned to stability.

crackling

A voice that only he could hear resounded in his body.

Sitting and looking inside, he saw a strange scene:

There is a black worm in the body, with countless sharp claws, broken tentacles, limbs, and mucus mixed together around it.

Next to it, there was the mutilated corpse of a huge worm.

The black worm was biting hard, blood splashed everywhere, and it devoured it like it hadn't eaten for eight hundred years.

In the process of eating, the black worms grew scales at a speed visible to the naked eye, the webs between the claws degenerated, and differentiated into more sharp claws.

It didn't erode Bai Bing's body anymore.

As if sensing Bai Bing's gaze, the eating parasite suddenly raised its head, guarding the food behind its fat body vigilantly.

Bai Bing returned to his senses and sighed, "It's really scary."

Outside, Zhao Hao found that Bai Bing could still speak, so he couldn't help being a little anxious, "Elder, you should do it quickly, otherwise things will change later."

The old man stood in the black mist, momentarily dazed.

What's going on here, where is the old man's soul?

Could it be that he sneaked into this kid's Shenhai to suppress him? But this speed was beyond expectation, and it disappeared after a swipe, as if it had been swallowed in one gulp.

Suddenly, the old man's face turned pale.

Pooh!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth, red, green, and black, mixed with some dead bugs.

The old man seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, his face was full of shock and discomfort, and he was rolling all over the ground with his head in pain.

"ah!"

The screams came out from the black mist, extremely shrill.

He had never experienced such intense pain, as if something had got into his head and was constantly gnawing.

"What kind of insidious move is this!" The old man immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, forcibly holding the sea of ​​consciousness, his body trembling constantly.

Feeling movement around him, he turned his head to see that Bai Bing had come to him.

Kneeling down, she was looking at him with a concerned look.

The hair on the old man's body stood on end, and he felt cold all over.

"Why can you see me?"

The black mist is his extremely powerful means of self-protection, if the enemy strays into it, he will only be beaten.

To deal with mere foundation-building cultivators, he resorted to the strongest means, because this was a task personally arranged by the head of the sect. Even if he used 12 percent of his strength to hit a mosquito, he still needed to be safe.

Before he came, he had performed eighteen times and prepared various contingency plans, such as the ambush of Tiandiqing, the arrival of Zhao Hongxue, and even Taoist Honglian's resurrection.

The only thing I didn't consider was that something would go wrong when suppressing Bai Bing alone.

Bai Bing's eyes were strange, "Because you are here, I want to ask you, what are you doing jumping around?"

The old man looked like he had seen a ghost, "You, can you always see me?"

Bai Bing nodded.

"Impossible! You are at the foundation building stage, what you see should be the thing you are most afraid of, how could you see through my fog!"

The old man screamed, he had already seen through his own fog? Then why keep watching and not wait for the opportunity to do it?

He was trying to deduce it, but his face darkened immediately, he couldn't hold it anymore, the pain in his head almost split open, and he couldn't deduce it at all.

"It turns out that I should see the thing I'm most afraid of."

Bai Bing pondered, from this point of view, I am really afraid of the parasites in my body.

Now the parasite seems to have deviated from its growth path and is completely out of control.

Old man: "..."

What do you want to see, you don't know yourself?

He felt that he had been strongly insulted!

"go to hell!"

The old man's face turned ferocious, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and punched Bai Bing.

He used all his strength, so with one punch, the black mist dissipated.

Bai Bing was thinking, reaching out his hand completely subconsciously.

Snapped!

The fist falls on the palm.

The old man's face shriveled at an unimaginable speed, like a deflated balloon, turning into a mummy in the blink of an eye.

Until his death, his face was still full of confusion and horror.

Zhao Hao just saw this scene, and was stunned for a moment.

Bai Bing stood up, feeling the abnormally abundant spiritual power in his body, as if a random punch could kill a cow.

Or someone like Zhao Hao in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

However, his mind was unusually clear this time, and there was no sign of erosion, but the parasites in his body had eaten up the corpse, and it had grown a lot.

Sensing Bai Bing's gaze again, it looked over.

He licked the black blood remaining at the corner of his mouth, showing cruel eyes.

[It is growing rapidly. 】

...

Bai Bing probably already knew what happened in his body.

This parasite helped him choose the path of evil cultivation, which is to devour others' cultivation base to increase himself.

Moreover, it can already order takeaway by itself.

Bai Bing sighed slightly in his heart, what should come, can't be avoided after all.

Bang!

Hearing the sound of the sword falling to the ground, Bai Bing came back to his senses, and saw Zhao Hao with a face of panic and despair.

"Brother Hao, I didn't do this." Bai Bing explained.

Zhao Hao's legs trembled, and he nodded desperately, "I know, I know, I didn't see anything."

This, what kind of god is this Nima?

Where is the dignified Golden Core Stage Elder? How do you say it's gone?

It's so scary to die.

When Bai Bing saw it, he knew that Brother Hao had a lot to do with him, so he could only sigh helplessly.

Brother Hao and himself were brothers in the same school before, but after all, reality opened the distance between them.

Human feelings are indifferent, and after the prosperity, no matter how good the friendship is, it will gradually deteriorate with the change of each other's status.

Brother Hao's eyes are so far away, I am afraid that he will no longer be called a senior brother to himself in the future.

"I, can I go?" Zhao Hao looked at Bai Bing thinking, his voice trembling.

"Of course not." Bai Bing took out the elixir, which was still stained with an unknown red liquid, "I haven't finished my business yet."

Zhao Hao was about to cry, "Senior Brother Bai, no, Brother Bing, we were all threatened by the sect leader, he insisted on asking me to kill you.

You see, thinking about the friendship between our teachers and brothers, can we not do anything? I will never come to you again. "

Bai Bing said: "Eat first and then talk."

It took so long to conquer the Qingyun Sect's insect swarm. Now that the Qingyun Sect has nothing to worry about, this cleaning potion can't be wasted.

If it takes effect, it can also help senior sister get rid of a serious trouble.

Thinking of this, Bai Bing smiled and said:

"Brother Hao, it's time to take your medicine."

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