Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

The sky was dark, without sun, moon or stars.

Behind him is the huge Chaos Tree, which stands tall in the black mist, fluffy like a cover, with swaying branches and leaves.

There are a lot of numb walking dead around, and the worm domain seems to have a collective consciousness triggered by some kind of "pheromone", so they all walk towards this alien worm.

In the black mist, there was another tall figure, with a particularly strong and terrifying aura, also coming in this direction.

He was wearing clothes in the style of a fallen fairy. There was a small hole in front of his chest, and his skin was gradually cracking. In the cracks, there were snake-like black scales moving back and forth.

"It's the corpse."

Bai Bing felt disheartened, and used the system to detect it.

[Development stage: adult. 】

Adults, Nascent Soul Realm.

Bai Bing took out the Dao seal again, and found that the pattern on it was incomplete, and everything he saw now was black and white. I don't know how long this seal can last.

But obviously it can only delay the death time for a while.

He looked around, his gaze suddenly fixed on the Chaos Tree.

There are no numb corpses around this tree, and they seem to be very afraid, or in awe, because many insect eggs come from it.

"Awe of your mother?"

Bai Bing raised his head and looked at the Chaos Tree.

rustle.

The Chaos Tree plucked a few black, rotten pieces of flesh from the top, swaying in front of Bai Bing, beautifully displayed.

It seems to say that you have to eat if you don’t eat today.

The system is also dumb, and there is no reminder of "don't miss the bug eggs" or something, it seems to know that it is useless to say these things.

Boom, boom.

There were dull footsteps from behind, the tall corpse was approaching, and the human skin was about to fall off.

"I don't believe you can still stuff my mouth today!"

Bai Bing pinched his nose and mouth, and ran towards the Chaos Tree.

Better to die than to live!

In an instant, thousands of branches came and jammed everywhere.

Bai Bing felt his consciousness gradually becoming hazy, pinched his mouth and nose, and approached boldly.

Suddenly, thousands of branches scattered, leaving only one.

The branch seemed to be inserted into his head, and when he pulled it out forcefully, he felt a splitting headache.

Before he passed out, he saw a small chip wrapped around the branch.

...

Bai Bing gradually woke up with a clear consciousness.

Its daybreak.

He found himself lying on the ground, a little cramped by the gravel and sand, with a cool, clean wind blowing around him.

Looking up, a huge willow tree hangs down with thousands of silk ribbons, green and verdant.

It is fluffy like a cover, covered with golden fruits, and surrounded by white fairy mist, like the breath of chaos.

The whole tree is so sacred, full of luster, as if it came from the fairy world, and the chaotic atmosphere around it makes people feel comfortable.

rustle.

A willow branch was stretched out, like a dexterous hand, with a golden fairy fruit wrapped around it, and it was handed to Bai Bing.

"Chaos fruit?"

Bai Bing got up, stared at the willow tree for a while, his face gradually became ugly.

He looked at his body and found that it was intact, but he always felt that something was missing and something was added.

rustle.

The wicker handed the golden fruit to the front, and it exudes a refreshing fragrance, which makes people have an instinctive desire.

Bai Bing was silent for a while, drew his sword, and cut it in half with one sword.

The translucent emulsion flows, and the fairy mist spreads on the ground, making the fragrance more intense.

The rustling sound came again, and the Chaos Tree took out another Chaos Fruit and handed it to him.

"Did you cast spiritual pollution on me?" Bai Bing raised his head and asked.

Trees can't speak.

Bai Bing turned his head and left.

The Chaos Tree stood in place without hindrance.

When Bai Bing left here, he found that everyone had left, the sky was bright, and the place was quiet.

He went to the previous "factory" and saw black wooden stakes and black spikes that fell on the ground, exuding a strange and evil aura.

"Is this the nail that fastened the corpse?"

Bai Bing picked it up, but the smell made people feel a little disgusted.

He suddenly realized something and summoned the big fat worm.

But there are no bugs, it's just a dream after the retreat failed and became obsessed.

The spiritual power in the body is strong, but it is contaminated with corpse gas, as if eating too much corpse.

Sniffing his arm, there was a smell of corpses.

"Am I really mentally polluted, or have I fallen into a hallucination?" Bai Bing was uncertain.

He walked around the entire ruins for a while, but he didn't see a single person except for a few monks who failed in retreat and died.

Then, he conducted retreat for the third time in his life, carefully checking every corner of his body.

The meridian is stable, the spiritual power is strong, the sea of ​​energy is majestic, the soul is like an abyss, there is nothing wrong with it, and there are no bugs.

Just like a normal person.

After half a day, he left the place.

The site of the Yunxi Sect, as the name suggests, is next to the Yunxi Sect.

He came to the sect next to him and felt it. This sect was so-so, worse than the Qingyun sect. It seemed that there were no masters in the Nascent Soul stage.

With his current strength, when he meets a master of the upper realm of Jindan, even if he can't be killed, he can retreat safely.

"Why do fellow Taoists come to my sect?" A white-robed male cultivator wielding a flying sword came lightly and asked peacefully.

Bai Bing didn't speak, just stared at him for a while.

The male cultivator was surrounded by surging spiritual power, surrounded by fairy mist, and there was an indescribable Dao rhyme all over his body.

"Fellow Daoist, are you going to the Land of the Fallen Immortals?" The male cultivator asked patiently, he felt that this person was a bit powerful.

Bai Bing said: "Has anyone been there before?"

Nanxiu smiled and said, "Half a month ago, it was all searched, fellow daoists only came here now, it is true that there is no leftovers to eat."

Is it half a month?

Bai Bing suddenly said: "Why can't I see the bugs on your body?"

The male cultivator's expression changed, "Bug? Are you an evil cultivator?"

Only evil cultivators would say that, their brains have been distorted and they are seriously ill.

Bai Bing nodded, "Yes."

The male cultivator's expression changed, "Wait a minute, I'll call someone."

Bai Bing said: "No need."

Then he slapped him unconscious.

...

Bai Bing returned to Tianxie Sect.

Immediately, he saw the busy Yang Fei.

Seeing Bai Bing, Yang Fei was overjoyed, "Brother Bing!

Where have you been? Why haven't I found you for half a month?

Do you know how worried I am? I was so worried that I didn’t eat tomorrow’s meal.”

Bai Bing didn't speak, just stared at him.

Yang Fei was immediately embarrassed, "Is it just a joke? I heard that you went to help Song Huanhuan solve some problems?

By the way, what's wrong with her? Will our evil cultivators still go mad? "

Bai Bing continued to stare at him.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Did you absorb other people's cultivation?"

He saw that Yang Fei was filled with death energy, and there was also a faint smell of corpses.

Yang Fei was surprised, "Bingge is awesome, you can guess all of this. I went out to find out the news, and a few disciples saw that I was an evil cultivator, and wanted to kill me. I have no choice but to be respectful rather than obedient."

"Shouldn't this violate the patriarchal rules?" Yang Fei said.

Bai Bing hummed and went to see the others.

Those disciples have not practiced, and evil cultivators generally do not need to retreat, and they will compete with each other from time to time.

Of course, this is not important. What's important is that they are full of corpses, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

When he thought about it, he also had the lingering smell of corpses, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Patriarch Nanxuan still couldn't find it.

He felt that Tianxie Sect was uncomfortable no matter what, and often felt gloomy and cold. It seemed that since the Qingyun Sect was destroyed, the place had been dilapidated and had no popularity at all.

He didn't feel the warmth of the sun until he went out of the mountain gate.

The great country is like a fairyland.

He came to Li's house and went to find Li Qingsi.

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