Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Yun He stepped back vigilantly, ready to greet a few Supreme Elders and deal with them together.

But it doesn't feel right, take another look.

After a while, he came out hesitantly and looked at the huge vortex in the sky. He could see that this thing was rising and falling rhythmically, like the breath of a giant, like a giant dragon waking up.

Is it alive? Could it be... the legendary burialer from the last era? he guessed.

No matter what, he felt that he could grasp the breathing rhythm, so he roared.

"Dare to ask fellow Daoist who is here to transcend the calamity?"

The breathing rhythm stagnated for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

Yun He noticed this detail and felt a little relieved, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist can control the power of evil spirits, so we should not be people from the Zhongzhou clans, we are also evil cultivators, we all carry the word evil, and we are people of the same way. "

The black fog still didn't respond.

"Don't you want to ignore me?"

Yun He pondered for a moment and prepared to retreat. Now that the Li family was worried about internal and external troubles, every peak combat power was extremely precious. If it was unnecessary, he did not want to offend more mysterious powerhouses.

But then, the black fog faded a little and opened a path to the depths of the black fog.

"Inviting me?"

Yun He narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and walked away.

As he moved forward, his expression gradually changed, because he noticed that his cultivation was gradually disappearing.

Not being suppressed, but vanishing in a pure sense, his mental techniques, Taoism, and even the instruments he wears are gradually failing.

"In the legend, in the depths of the lost land, there is such a place where the laws of heaven are different, and all those who enter by mistake, regardless of their cultivation level, will be affected."

His mind is solemn. He has always believed that the law can be manipulated. Could it be that some supreme being in the depths of the forbidden area has run away?

As he got closer, he heard a cough.

"Ancestor Yunhe, can you hurry up?"

Yun He's eyes narrowed, he suddenly accelerated his pace, and walked in the direction of the sound. The black fog gradually dissipated. He saw Bai Bingpan sitting on the bluestone, the surrounding black fog rolling, and no one was seen.

He looked stiff, and his posture was a little weird, like a statue that was about to be frozen.

Yunhe's heart trembled violently, pointing at Bai Bing, his fingers trembling.

"You, you demon, why do you want to take away the descendants of my family?

Do you know who he is? "

Bai Bing was helpless and sighed, "It's me."

Yunhe's heart trembled again!

It's him!

"Nan Xuan?!"

"…"

"I'm Bai Bing. Something went wrong in my practice. I can't move. Ancestor, think of a way to help me save it."

Yunhe looked solemn and frowned for a while, "I don't believe it."

The Bai Bing he knew was not like this. It was amazing. How could he have something to do with the ancient demons? Is it the ancient evil demon?

Bai Bing said: "If you were the ancestor of Nanxuan, I could still talk about the dog's head, but you are not, let me think about it again, how to prove it to you.

But if I die later, as Nanxuan's only true disciple, you must be responsible. "

As soon as Yunhe heard that, I felt relieved when you said that. After all, I also think that the dog's head is very suitable for him... I am also planning to build a spectacle. The hero may not be famous and remembered, but the dog's head grows. heroes can.

"What's wrong with you?" Yun He approached, touched, and was shocked.

Bangs are everywhere.

It was really hard for him to be able to speak.

"I don't know, I've been feeling this way recently. My ability to control the black mist is growing, but at the same time, I feel that my body is getting colder and numb, and it doesn't belong to me." Bai Bing explained the situation again.

Yun He frowned, "You always make me feel what you mean when you say this.

There is a saying, I don't know if you like to hear it or not, but you should be able to guess it. "

"I may have something to do with that ancient demon."

Bai Bing said: "I went to the Qingqiu clan, and their king said that this is their legend, and regarded me as a descendant of the gods."

"That's right."

Yun He pondered, "The legends of the Qingqiu people have always been many, and they come when they open their mouths. For example, that Yuyuan, the primitive statue of the **** of sacrifice, was made up to cheat incense money, these guys who eat soft rice.

But I can't help but believe that the ghost knows which one will suddenly come true. "

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Bai Bing said with difficulty, "Help me think of a way."

Although he thinks it's good to be harder and more durable, it can't be the whole person.

Yun He clasped his fingers and knocked on Bai Bing's knee, making a dull sound.

"Does it hurt?"

"no feelings."

"My **** hand hurts." Yun He put his hand away and thought about it, "If you guessed correctly, this should be the power of the black mist that is helping you temper your body."

Bai Bing said: "But I feel that my body gradually doesn't belong to me, it's getting colder and numb."

He felt that the distance between himself and others was getting further and further.

"That's the wrong guess." Yun He said.

"What was it like when the predecessors ascended?" Bai Bing asked. This was also the original intention of his plan to let Yunhe see. He needed to obtain some information as a judgment.

Yun He pondered for a while, and said, "I don't know about the others, but I was clear to Nan Xuan back then.

He said that ascension and immortal world, most likely do not exist, ascension is turned into rules, into the blessing of the ascendant.

But after his accidental awakening, he felt that the world was not worthy of his protection, so he ran to kill.

According to your description, you may also face such a situation, but this is the first time I have seen it, skipping the great realm of Nascent Soul Transformation and directly ascending. "

He thought for a moment and hesitated:

"You are now forgetting yourself, forgetting the Tao and art you have learned, treating yourself as a part of this world, and trying to 'imaginary' this world?"

Bai Bing closed his eyes and began to imagine.

Soon, that icy feeling disappeared. He felt that his soul was floating upwards, and when he lowered his head, he saw himself, the ancestor of Yunhe, and the whole world.

He was free, and God's perspective appeared again.

He remembered that the first time he appeared, was in the Yunxi Sect relic, under the Chaos Tree, after being dropped by An Ying Qiu Dao.

Then he discovered that UU reading www. uukanshu.com can't go back.

He was soaked in the void, unable to speak, unable to transmit sound.

Shouldn't I be overtaken by Yunhe?

"You try to find a law, or power, that you can control.

Remind you that whatever exists in your imagination is your law.

You carefully observe the state and regularity of these laws, and they are yourself. "Yun He looked at Bai Bing who was sitting still, and continued.

Bai Bing imagined again, and soon he felt that some special Dao rhyme existed among all things, existed in every corner, and even existed in the bodies of some monks.

He pondered for a moment and felt that they should have practiced the Law of Black Mist and embarked on a new cultivation system through the "devouring evolution" of the illusion of black mist.

In essence, this system is the same as the way of building roads in the world, but it is more brutal.

And he is more powerful, he is not in this system, he is this way.

The black fog came, and the demon was born.

Many people were killed and swallowed in the illusion.

There are also many people who have evolved in this game of the jungle, like Song Wang, they are all dark monks.

"Gene Era"

He also found that when he looked at these "dark monks", these people would move in their hearts, get close to Taoism, and even have an epiphany. As for how he noticed this, he didn't know, probably this was the setting.

Within his own rules, he knows everything.

Anything is possible.

He searched in this world, who was the furthest in the "dark monk" cultivation system in this world.

He found it soon, and he was surprised that it wasn't Song Wang. He didn't even see Song Wang.

but another person.

The patriarch of the Divine Phoenix Clan, Li Tianxing.

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