Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 305 Yunhe save me

"Coming." He nodded and continued writing.

His cultivation level is only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, so he doesn't need help today and can't help him.

This realm has become a shackle for the natural growth of evil cultivators, which means that the end is approaching, and neither he, several helmsmen, nor the former Honglian Taoist can break through.

Except for the Suzaku tribe, they suddenly awakened, which can be regarded as the greatest gift this world has given to evil cultivators.

"I'll go take a look. You wait here."

In a flash, Patriarch Yunzhong disappeared from where he was and was already in the air when he reappeared.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking down indifferently.

The mist rose from nowhere and covered the entire hill without knowing when. He looked down the mountain and saw a businessman carrying luggage standing in the mist, his eyes blank and his figure frozen.

Further away, the market in the secular world was not affected, with thousands of lights still remaining, and pedestrians occasionally walking on the streets.

Looking back, he saw some monks walking in the fog. The fog seemed to give them some kind of power. Although they moved slowly, they walked very fast, and they were walking on flat ground in the mountains.

"It is indeed the Divine Phoenix Clan."

Yun Zhong said to himself, squinting his eyes slightly, "It's actually a realm, and I can smell the breath of an ascended person. No wonder the Wuji Sect is so afraid.

Let me see how capable you are."

He could smell a faint breath of danger, but everything was expected. If Nan Xuan could fight for this all his life, it must not be a simple thing. He had his own sense of proportion.

Vast spiritual thoughts swept over him, and then he swayed and came to the ground, appearing in front of a numb monk.

"Who is coming?" he said calmly.

The monk said nothing and walked past him with heavy steps.

More people came, and Yunzhong stood in the crowd like a firm rock.

"Their target is not me."

As Yun Zhongxin said this, he put his hand on the shoulder of a monk and exerted a slight force. The red flames spread and the monk could not move.

"Even the people of the Divine Phoenix Clan would not dare to ignore me like this." He said indifferently.

suddenly.

All the monks stopped and turned to look at him.

The surrounding fog suddenly became thick, the sky was like a black curtain, and a pair of dim golden eyes appeared in it.

"Sure enough, someone is secretly controlling it."

After saying that, Yunzhong waved his hand and flew through the air again.

The entire mountain fell silent in an instant, the grass and trees stopped shaking, the fog stopped flowing, everyone stopped moving, and time and space seemed to be frozen.

He waved his hand again.

Click!

Lightning appeared in the sky, and cracks appeared in the space-time frozen like glass. Those cracks spread towards the golden eyes, and the eyes shattered.

"Come out." Yun Zhong said calmly: "The dignified Divine Phoenix Clan only pretends to be a ghost to scare people?"

suddenly.

The fog suddenly thickened, and all the monks disappeared into the fog.

The fog gradually dissipated, the mountain disappeared, and the sect disappeared. The ground was covered with rotting meat, huge broken bones, and black blood gathered into streams and flowed down the mountain streams.

A strong smell of blood spreads at the tip of the nose, and in the thick fog, bright lights flicker from time to time, showing some weird shadows.

It looks like a huge tentacle, or like a mutilated piece of flesh, and sometimes there are fangs casting sharp shadows.

A sharp, weird neighing sound sounded in my ears.

"Finally targeting me? Interesting."

Yunzhong felt a strange force staring at him, he commented like this.

His eyes gradually became serious, and the fire surged in front of him, forming an ancient Suzaku statue. With a slight scolding, the Suzaku rushed towards the shadow like the beginning of the world.

The fire of Suzaku is like a vast ocean, the shadow disappears, and the fog gradually disappears.

The night became clearer.

"That's it? That would be a huge disappointment to me."

Yun Zhong shook his head. Strength is the most important thing in this world. There is nothing that cannot be solved by strength. The Wuji Sect has never reached the pinnacle of cultivation and has not understood the true meaning.

But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly paused and came to his senses.

The fog was still thick, and he did not use any method. There was still a mountain of corpses at his feet, and a strange scream filled his eardrums.

Only the shadow in the dark mist became larger, and it was slowly approaching.

"Illusion?"

Yun Zhong raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "What a fantasy, things are gradually becoming interesting."

The yin and yang of heaven and earth! Suppress the gods! Break all laws!

There was a clear light flashing in his eyes, which could see through all illusions, and then he used the Suzaku Dharma to suppress him again.

Fantasy retrospective.

Yun Zhong still stood where he was, not making the slightest move, as if he were going back in time, but the shadow was a little bigger.

He gradually frowned, something was not quite right, what a powerful illusion!

Soul-killing bell!

Demon Suppression Tower!

He sacrificed two magical weapons one after another and showed his trump card, but unfortunately it was completely ineffective. He fell into many illusions. Every time he woke up, he didn't even sacrifice the magical weapons.

It's as if I have been waiting here stupidly, watching the crisis approaching, unable to use any means.

The shadow was getting bigger and bigger, and he could clearly smell blood and putrid smell.

At the same time, hair began to grow rapidly on his body, which was red, which shocked him.

"Why am I like this?"

rustling

He suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura, and two rows of fangs appeared in the mist.

Yunzhong's eyes narrowed. He hadn't felt this extremely dangerous smell for a long time since hundreds of years ago. He took a deep breath and used all his strength to kill that mouth!

Finally, the mouth disappeared.

He found a man standing in the mist. His whole body was cracked, covered with red hair, and intertwined with runes. The injuries were spreading on this man's body, and the Suzaku fire was eroding pervasively.

"Finally killed?" Yun Zhong gasped for air, exerting too much strength. He felt pain all over his body and his soul was dim.

This thing is so scary. I must have underestimated it. I must warn it when I go back.

Giggle.

The man turned his head and looked towards him. His cervical vertebrae were broken, blood was flowing across his face, and a strange smile appeared on his face. His face was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

Yun Zhong suddenly concentrated, his eyes were horrified, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"How is that possible?"

He lowered his head and saw his back, cracked body, and red hair.

"Supreme Elder, Yunhe, save me."

He made a hoarse voice, but before he could finish speaking, the mist came in and covered him silently.

…

In the dark cellar, there was a dull sound, as if someone had thrown a body.

[The system is collecting parasite data and is analyzing it. The analysis has been completed]

[Awakening virus potion is being generated.]

There is information appearing in front of your eyes, and you can see it even if you close your eyes, because it is more like an electric current, flowing between neurons.

Bai Bing gradually regained consciousness. He felt pain all over his body, extremely weak, and could not even open his eyes.

Then he used his weak spiritual will to check his body and saw the familiar big fat insect.

There was still a weak flame, protecting the last breath of energy.

He saw that the body was in tatters, but there were some golden flames, or light, running through the body, repairing wherever he went, like an infrastructure worker.

He quickly recognized that this was the true blood of the Divine Phoenix. He had used it before the battle and it was now taking effect.

"Is it done?"

As his mind gradually cleared up, memories poured out from the abyss, which made him a little afraid that something might have been modified again.

Then, he clearly saw the big fat insect and the "dove occupying the magpie's nest" balance formed with the red bird. This situation made him a little stunned.

It's strange yet familiar, as if I haven't seen it for a long time, and it's heartwarming.

Oh, it turns out that "Glutton" is gone and died of involution. This is where the strangeness comes from.

After checking his body with his spiritual mind, he was probably sure that he had succeeded, except that he only had one breath left, there were corpses around him, he didn't know what the hell this place was, and there was a lingering smell of blood in his nose.

Otherwise, there shouldn't be any danger.

After waiting for repairs for a while, he finally opened his eyes and saw the moldy stone ceiling. He felt the darkness and dampness around him, as well as the sticky smell of blood.

There are many corpses here, and there is some mist on the ground, even in the distance, so that you can't see the edges, and you don't know how big it is.

"It feels a bit familiar."

Soon, he remembered, isn't this the granary of the Divine Phoenix Clan?

I was dragged here last time, and again this time. Does this moth have any obsessions?

You dragged me to the bed and I accepted it.

After a quick glance, he suddenly noticed someone.

It was an old man, covered in blood and flesh, covered with red hair, and his eyes were bleeding and exploded.

There were also burst veins on his forehead and body, and dark red and black blood slowly flowed. He seemed to have exerted too much force, causing his body to almost explode.

But there is still energy.

Why does it feel a little familiar?

Suddenly, Bai Bing was surprised, isn't this Yunzhong Erwuzi?

He was a little touched. A friend in need is a friend indeed. He didn't expect that he would reach this point. If Nanxuan ancestor knew about it, he would probably smile.

He thought for a while, put on the smiling mask, and his face suddenly changed. This mask had the effect of disguising himself, and could even change his breath.

He couldn't remember exactly when he would use it, but it was originally a Sealed Artifact of the Suzaku Clan, so it made sense to use it.

He patted Yunzhong's only clean shoulder bone.

"Wake up, patient?"

…

(End of chapter)