Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 345 The great injustice in the dungeon

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

"Chief, why do you look so bad today?" The commander was surprised, "Have you just fought?"

The leader nodded, "I just dealt with an awakened one. Fortunately, I saved a hand and followed him secretly. I wanted to meet that evil cultivator again, but I didn't expect that the Xuanwu clan member was also awakened. It's really unlucky."

"Is this agreed upon?" The leader felt puzzled, "According to outside evil cultivators, all awakened people have extremely high understanding and are gifted by nature. Is it possible? What kind of era is this where a hundred flowers bloom?

Boss, this is a bit stressful."

"Don't panic, it has been solved. The Xuanwu Clan is nothing more than this."

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

But we just want our people to live a better life. The leader said: "What about those people who are incarcerated?"

"Kill them all."

The commander was shocked, "Isn't this serious?"

We, the Qing people, are hospitable and hospitable. When guests come from far away, they have already strained their muscles and bones, starved their bodies and skin, and then commit suicide. This is not the tradition of our Qing people.

"Do you have any objections?" The leader stared at him with green eyes.

"We are a rough man, what opinions can we have?" The commander shuddered, feeling that the leader has been different recently.

The leader said calmly: "You only need to look at the results when doing things. As a Taoist, you can't be too kind.

Cultivation of the Tao is like fighting to cross a rushing river. If your character is not strong enough, how can you win the road?

If you don't want to do it, then find someone else. You've been in this position for so long and you're tired."

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

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【Abnormal insect body found】

[Insect Swarm Codename: Chaos]

[Bloodline level: SSS-]

The system sends detailed analysis data.

"Good guy, this Qing tribe has so much stuff."

Bai Bing leaned over, with some green mucus on his hands, and a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

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

Unable to beat him, he cheated.

How can you directly exchange bugs? None of the ancient races did this.

He had actually sensed the movement of the leader of the Qing clan, and was about to come over to meet the Xuanwu monk, but he didn't expect it to end so quickly. The battle was so fast that he didn't expect it.

Hesitate for a moment, put it to the tip of your nose and smell it.

Stinky.

There was subtle movement inside the body, and the big fat insect was feeling happy.

"SSS level, I can't fucking beat this.

It’s better to get them out. If there is a problem, I can’t solve it alone.”

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

Qing clan dungeon.

"Ye Wuchen."

"What do you want from me?"

Ye Wuchen put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

A child came over with his tail curled 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 clan was afraid, "Is my senior brother here?"

"That's the good news."

Miao Miao said, "Your senior brother and people from the Golden Crow tribe have all been here. They found that you have been missing for several days."

"Then you were tricked into leaving?" Ye Wuchen shook his head, "What a bunch of useless guys. It's up to me to do the real business."

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

Everyone was quiet about it.

"What did you say?" The Tianshan monk's eyes widened, "How dare he?"

"That's unreasonable. I'm dignified. Are you telling the truth?"

Miaomiao nodded, "He said that you eat too much and waste food while living."

The younger brother of the Xuanwu Clan stared innocently, "What do you think I'm doing?"

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

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

"But our cultivation is blocked, and we can't even step out of the prison door."

"Just an example."

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

"Shut up and stop talking." The monk from the Tianshan tribe turned around and asked, "Brother Ye, what should I do? Didn't you say that you were here to help us out on purpose?"

Everyone looked at Ye Wuchen's back.

Now, he is the hope of all prisoners.

After all, Brother Ye once said that he had seen through everything and had been waiting here for a long time, which made all the monks burst into tears of gratitude and admiration.

Unlike them, they were all beaten in.

What a miserable old man.

The leader of the Qing tribe was really very impressive. He 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 outstanding casual cultivators could come from in this poor and remote place. It’s really outrageous.

However, they believe that Brother Ye can definitely be solved and has been locked up. The main reason is that Brother Ye is relatively stable and has hidden hundreds of millions of hands.

Ye Wuchen: "..."

He just wanted to help the Golden Crow tribe establish their prestige in front of a few fellow Taoists, but he didn't know that more and more people were being imprisoned one by one these days.

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

However, pressure comes with it.

Someone wanted him to take him out.

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

Then, the words became a prophecy.

Now, he is the light in the eyes of everyone in the prison. Even in the Golden Crow clan, there is no such peak moment.

"Actually, I'm not as powerful as you think." Ye Wuchen raised his head, remained silent for a long time, and then spoke.

It’s hard to say.

However, he has principles, and when he can't hide it anymore, he won't hide it anymore.

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

"Brother Ye, please take us out. There are so many people, we can't squeeze in anymore."

"Yeah, how about you send us out and then come back and wait for the next wave?"

“That’s good advice!”

Ye Wuchen: "..."

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

"Damn it, why are these birds from the Golden Crow tribe here again?"

"Fortunately, the leader sent them back."

"Quickly, quickly, kill them and empty the cells so that no one can find them."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts tightened.

"Brother Ye, time waits for no one!"

"Let them see what Brother Ye can do!"

"Brother Ye, you are the best!"

The monks began to comfort and encourage him, showing their admiration.

This made Ye Wuchen feel a long-lost strength. He felt that the seals in his body were beginning to loosen and his spiritual power was quietly moving.

He was shocked. Is this the power of faith?

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

Ye Wuchen turned around arrogantly, walked to the cell door alone, and punched out.

This is faith and power!

Bang.

Ye Wuchen fell.

"What are you doing here?" A surprised voice sounded in the red mist.

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

The three people's eyes were dull, their pupils were strangely red, and their faces were numb, looking like Aba Aba.

Bai Bing was stunned for a moment when he saw so many people.

"Hey, last time we were alone all night, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and there were so many people there.

Where is this stamp collection from the Qing tribe?"

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(End of chapter)