Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

The leader of the Qing clan returned to the Qing clan.

"Boss, why do you look so bad today?" The leader was surprised, "You just fought?"

The leader nodded, "I just dealt with an awakened one. Fortunately, I saved a hand and followed in secret. I wanted to meet that evil cultivator again, but I didn't expect that Xuanwu clan to also awaken. It's really bad luck."

"Is this a good deal?" The leader felt puzzled, "According to the evil cultivators outside, all awakened people have extremely high comprehension, and they are the talents of heaven. Is it possible that this is an era where a hundred flowers bloom?

Boss, this pressure is a bit high. "

"Don't panic, it has been resolved, and the Xuanwu clan is nothing more than that."

The leader smiled, he was very confident, even conceited, "Who are we? What do we have? There is no need to feel inferior. We have the things from the previous era, and sooner or later we will become the strongest in the world."

But we just want to make life better for the clansmen. The leader said: "Then what about those people who are locked up?"

"Kill them all."

The commander was shocked, "This is not enough, is it?"

Our Qing people are hospitable and hospitable. Some guests come from far away. They have already exhausted their muscles and bones, starved their bodies and skins, and then go extinct. It is not the tradition of our Qing people.

"Do you have an opinion?" The leader stared at him with dark green eyes.

"I'm a vulgar person, what can I say?" The leader trembled, feeling that the leader has changed recently.

The leader said indifferently: "You only need to look at the results when you do things, as a person who cultivates the Tao, you can't be too kind.

Cultivating the Tao is like fighting to cross the rushing water. If your character is not enough, how can you win the Tao?

If you don't want to do it, then find another person. You have been in this position for so long, and you are tired. "

"Not tired, not tired at all." The commander said with a smile: "Don't worry, then I will kill them."

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[Discovered abnormal worms]

[Bug code name: Chaos]

[Bloodline level: SSS-]

The system sends detailed analysis data.

"Good guy, this Qing Clan has a lot of goods."

Bai Bing leaned over, with some green slime sticking to his hands, and a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes.

This guy's strength is getting more and more unexpected.

Can't beat it, and it hangs up.

How can I directly replace the bugs? People's ancient races didn't play like this.

In fact, he had already sensed the movement of the leader of the Qing clan, and was about to come to meet the monk of the Xuanwu clan, but he didn't expect it to end so quickly, and the speed of the battle was beyond his expectation.

Hesitating for a moment, put it on the tip of your nose and smell it.

Smelly.

There are subtle movements in the body, and the big fat worm is in a happy mood.

"SSS level, this damn can't beat it

It's better to get them out, I can't solve the problem alone. "

Bai Bing groaned, and the red mist surged around him, forming a straight line towards the direction of the Qing clan.

Qing dungeon.

"Ye Wuchen."

"What are you looking for?"

Ye Wuchen said lightly with his hands behind his back.

A child came over, with his tail curled up, and the green scales on his body were receding, "I just heard some news, there is one good news, and a dozen bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Why is there so much bad news?" The junior brother of the Xuanwu tribe was afraid, "Has my senior brother come yet?"

"That's the good news."

Miao Miao said, "Your senior brother and people from the Jinwu tribe have all been here, and they found you missing for several days."

"Then he was fooled away?" Ye Wuchen shook his head, "What a bunch of useless guys, it's up to me to get down to business."

"The bad news is that you are going to be killed." Miao Miao said.

Everyone is quiet about it.

"What did you say?" The monk of the Tianshan clan widened his eyes, "How dare he?"

"It's unreasonable, I am dignified. What you said is true?"

Miao Miao nodded, "He said, you eat too much, and you are wasting food alive."

The junior brother of the Xuanwu clan stared innocently, "What do you see me doing?"

"Don't shirk your responsibility at this time."

A monk said: "He originally wanted to get rid of us, but he lacked a reason. Even if he didn't eat a drop of water or a grain of rice, he would be killed because he stepped out of the prison door first with his left foot."

"But our whole body is sealed, and we can't even get out of the prison."

"Just an example."

"Well, I haven't finished the bad news yet," Miao Miao said weakly.

"Shut up, don't talk about it." The monk of the Tianshan tribe turned his head and asked, "Brother Ye, what should we do? Didn't you say that you are here to escort us out on purpose?"

Everyone looked at Ye Wuchen's back.

Now, he is the hope of everyone in prison.

After all, Brother Ye once said that he had already seen through everything and waited here for a long time, which made all the monks feel grateful and adored him.

Unlike them, they were all beaten in.

Old miserable.

The leader of the Qing tribe was very critical of the truth, and beat the old master to death with random punches. Their Taoism was useless in the face of absolute strength.

I don't know where such an awesome casual cultivator can come from this poor mountain and evil water, it's really outrageous.

However, they believed that Brother Ye could definitely solve the problem, and they had been locked up all the time, mainly because Brother Ye was relatively stable and had hidden hundreds of millions of hands.

Ye Wuchen: "..."

He just wanted to help the Jinwu Clan to establish a majesty in front of a few fellow Taoists, but he didn't know that these days, more and more people were imprisoned one by one.

It's almost becoming an exchange meeting for patients in Zhongzhou.

However, the pressure followed.

Someone wanted him to take it out.

He said, wait a little longer, someone else will be caught, and we will be together at that time.

Then, it became a prophecy.

Now, he is the light in the eyes of everyone in the prison, even in the Jinwu tribe, there is no such peak moment.

"Actually, I'm not as powerful as you imagined." Ye Wuchen raised his head, remained silent for a long time, and opened his mouth.

Unspeakable.

However, he is principled, and when he can't hide it, he won't hide it anymore.

"Brother Ye, don't be humble at this time."

"Brother Ye, take us out, there are so many people, we can't fit in."

"Yeah, why don't you send us out and then come back and wait for the next wave?"

"That's a good suggestion!"

Ye Wuchen: "..."

At this moment, there was a sound outside, and everyone was quiet.

"Damn it, this bird of the Golden Crow tribe, why is it here again?"

"Fortunately, the leader sent them back."

"Hurry up, kill them, and empty the cell, so that no one can find out."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts tightened.

"Brother Ye, time doesn't wait!"

"Let them see Brother Ye's methods!"

"Brother Ye, you are the best!"

The monks began to comfort, cheer up, and worship with expressions on their faces.

This made Ye Wuchen feel a long-lost power. He felt that the seals in his body began to loosen, and his spiritual power quietly circulated.

He was shocked, is this the power of faith?

"Okay, I'll take you out today."

Ye Wuchen turned around arrogantly, came to the prison door alone, and punched him out.

This is faith, but also power!

boom.

Ye Wuchen fell down.

"Where are you going to touch porcelain here?" In the red mist, there was a surprised voice.

Then many monks saw a young man appearing in the red mist, and there were three guards standing behind him.

The eyes of those three people were dull, their pupils were strange red, and their faces were numb, like ababababa.

Seeing so many people at once, Bai Bing was also taken aback.

"Yo, the last time I had a night without a Chen, how long has it been since I haven't seen you, there are already so many people.

Where does the Qing family put this stamp collection? "

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