Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Golden Crow.

In the empty yard, all kinds of sacrificial flags and arrays were placed.

The new generation, Ye Jin, is holding a mysterious ceremony.

"What happened to the Tianshan clan?" Ye Jin asked, he knew that a vision of flying immortals had just appeared there.

"The sect master of Daomen went, it was the vision he caused, but there was a strong disturbance of mind power. The spy just went in to investigate, and there will be news soon, it should be no big deal." The attendant reported.

Ye Jin nodded, he was busy with the ceremony now and didn't have much time to care about other things.

"How is the old man?" he continued to ask.

The valet replied in a low voice:

"After taking the medicine, it's almost the same now, basically no consciousness, in a state of confusion.

Just one breath. "

Ye Jin nodded and said:

"After all, the old man is still moved by those evil cultivators, and I did this just to stabilize the overall situation.

When people get old, their brains become muddy, and mistakes are easy to make.

It is rare for me in the Zhongzhou tribes to work together, and this alliance cannot be an accident. "

"The patriarch is right," the valet replied politely.

"No one else knows about these things, right?" Ye Jin said.

"Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows." The attendant smiled.

Ye Jin nodded, "Very good, but I need your help now."

"The patriarch ordered it."

Ye Jin looked at the center of the formation, the burning stove, and said:

"This is a secret technique uploaded by the ancestors. It is one of the ten taboos in ancient times. It can predict good and bad luck and find a bright way.

You can even see through a corner of the future and perceive the supreme existence after a long time.

My righteous sect is in a critical situation right now, and there is a shortage of people who can bear the burden.

That person, not me, not you, he may be hiding in the crowd, the world is sick and waiting for his rescue.

But I want to find him out. "

"How do I need help?" the valet asked. He didn't inquire about irrelevant matters. This was his professionalism.

"I need some true blood, the true blood of my Golden Crow." Ye Jin said.

"How many?"

"One person's amount."

Ye Jin turned to look at him, his eyes clear.

The blood splattered, and an arc was drawn in the air, passing through the moonlight.

The valet's head fell into the cauldron.

Ye Jin lifted the stiff body of the valet and threw him in, the fire was burning vigorously.

"My Golden Crow will remember your contribution," he said.

Then, close your eyes, sit cross-legged, and start predicting the future.

…

Suddenly, Ye Jin felt like he had a dream.

He stood in the long river of time, the surrounding air was blurred and twisted, and when he looked down, there were countless people walking around.

He flew over the crowd, heading up the river of time, looking for the prettiest boy.

According to his calculations, it will take at least a hundred years to complete the big turnaround in Zhongzhou, so he is mentally prepared to fly far away, so that he has the greatest chance of finding his "favourite".

Of course, he wasn't sure either.

Maybe two hundred years? Three hundred years?

But soon, he found that something seemed to be wrong in the long river of time.

The river flow is very turbulent.

There are undercurrents, whirlpools, and thick fog covering the front everywhere.

"What happened?" Ye Jin thought to himself.

…

Soon, he found a shadow on the bank of the river of time, and he stopped to observe.

"It should be someone who just came, but suffered a backlash from predicting the future, I'm really not careful enough, who is it?"

Ye Jin thought to himself that there were only a few major races who mastered this technique. First, the Xuanwu people were excluded. They didn't have the time to spare. Then they excluded Qingqiu, Daomen, etc., because they didn't have the ability.

The rest are the Divine Phoenix Clan or the Vermillion Bird Clan.

It is estimated that they are also rushing to this idea. Evil cultivators know that their lives are short, and they are ready to make long-term plans to stifle future threats and maintain long-term stability.

"What a cruel idea." Ye Jin thought to himself.

He moved on.

But the moment he stepped into the thick fog, he was shocked.

Time is changing course!

The torrential drinking water rolled up and rolled up the galaxy, like countless universes shattered.

There was nothing in front of me, nothing existed.

Ye Jin was extremely shocked.

what does that mean? !

Will Middle States not exist in the near future? Or will this world cease to exist?

He didn't understand, but was shocked.

boom!

He was drawn into the undercurrent and passed out.

Until the end, he caught a glimpse of a figure.

"Quick, quick!"

Ye Jin woke up, quickly grabbed a piece of charcoal from the brazier next to her, and wrote and drew on the ground.

【Unseen changes in ten thousand years】

[The long river of history will be diverted]

Of course, there is one more important thing.

【Zhao Hao】

After writing it down, he couldn't even believe it himself.

"Zhao Hao? That kid?"

Ye Jin was shocked. His memory was still like Mohuhu and he had never forgotten that face. He could say that he could see that face very clearly.

Can't go wrong!

Will this kid reshape history? Reshape the world?

Shouldn't that be Baibing?

Ye Jin frowned and thought, Zhao Hao knew too much, this kid is Bai Bing's nemesis on the surface, but secretly Bai Bing's comrade.

At this point, a normal person already thinks it is the truth, but he knows that the truth is more than that. He knows that Zhao Hao is Bai Bing's nemesis, and he was just used maliciously.

As the new patriarch, he has his own judgment, and he will not listen to the wind or the rain.

But this "prophecy" changed his opinion again. This kid can actually cause a long time to change course. Does he really have anything to do with Bai Bing?

He also began to be lost.

Teammate or opponent?

Enemy or friend?

"Then Bai Bing stared at that Zhao Hao. He went to the Tianshan clan before and called him by name. Could it be that he found something?" Ye Jin closed his eyes and thought.

no!

No time to figure it out, at least, this Zhao Hao is a variable, he is not afraid of variables, because Zhongzhou has nothing to lose.

We must protect our Zhao Hao!

…

Zhao Hao was stunned.

A golden dragon appeared in front of him.

He felt as if he had seen it before, maybe not so long ago, but he just couldn't remember it.

"Who are you?" Zhao Hao asked.

"Golden dragon, we have seen it." The golden dragon-shaped creature said.

A flash of lightning flashed across Zhao Hao's mind, and he finally remembered it.

Yes!

Because of Zhao Lan's death, he fled into the depths of the forbidden area and encountered danger. As a result, he slept for eternity, and when he woke up, the world changed and Zhongzhou fell.

…

And he was able to wake up, thanks to the warmth of this golden dragon!

Something doesn't seem right.

do not care.

That's probably what happened.

"What are you doing with me?" Zhao Hao asked.

"I belong to the fallen golden dragon family. I used to be a god. My body is dead and only my obsession is left." The golden dragon whispered.

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up.

decline? God? Obsession?

I, Zhao Hao, have endured for so many years and have gone through hardships, and now the golden finger is here?

You are too late!

"I'm also one of the living beings, and I'm a down-to-earth person. You don't need to follow me." Zhao Hao said.

He calmed down quickly, and he knew that such existences would not be willing to be ordinary, and he could not grasp it.

"It's just that you are destined to wake up after countless years. When you are dying, I just want to say a few words."

The golden dragon held its head high and looked into the distance, overlooking the dead mountains and rivers.

"My family of golden dragons was destroyed by the hands of evil cultivators."

Zhao Hao was shocked.

Evil repair!

The golden dragon was unaware of Zhao Hao's emotions and slowly muttered.

"There was a real immortal in my family, but it was killed by the ancient demons.

The whole world is polluted, demons are overflowing, orthodoxy is absent, and corpses are floating for thousands of miles.

They changed the history books, and they framed us, saying that we are the chief of evil, and we are the root of all disasters.

My golden dragon family are all heroes, and there is no regret in dying in battle, the only regret is.

We are full of blood, but bear the infamy of the ages. "

enough!

Zhao Hao was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself.

Isn't that what I'm talking about?

"I had a last wish."

The golden dragon said slowly:

"I was the last rebel, and everyone in the world felt that I wanted to dominate the world and become holy, but they didn't know what we wanted.

We don't want to rule the world, we don't want eternity.

I want to kill Xie Xiu, I want to be upright, and I want to repay the vicissitudes of the world.

I want to wash away the infamy of my clan through the ages!

It's a pity, alas. I'm getting old. "

"Do not!"

Zhao Hao looked excited, he gritted his teeth, he felt that the experience of this golden dragon was too similar to his, it was exactly the same.

These words completely touched his heart.

As if he said it himself!

Zhao Hao's eyes were full of light: "Don't worry, there is still hope. Although this world is dark now, there is still light! And me!"

The golden dragon shook his head.

"You can't, even if you are special, how can you fight against the whole world with the power of one person?"

Zhao Hao's eyes suddenly darkened.

But he reacted again.

"What's so special about me?" he asked.

The golden dragon said: "Because you are the son of heaven."

…