Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 464 Why does the Divine Phoenix Clan make the rules?

"I know." Song Wang responded.

I can't bear it any longer!

The sect leader didn't have a special expression and continued: "Several people from the Divine Phoenix Clan will come over to check later. You can make arrangements and welcome the envoy first."

Song Wang frowned, "What are you checking?"

"Not sure."

The sect leader said, "I heard that they deduced it in the illusion. There is an out-of-control force nearby. You should be careful. The world is in turmoil. Maybe the demon is hiding nearby."

Song Wang's heart skipped a beat.

Out of control power?

So what does it have to do with me, Song Wang? He remained calm and said, "I understand."

Not long after, someone came to Donglin Sect and knocked on the iron door. He opened it and saw two young men.

"A messenger from the Divine Phoenix Clan? Please come quickly!" Song Wang led his men and stood on the side of the road, bowing their heads in welcome while silently sizing them up.

They are just messengers, but they are all in the middle stage of Golden Core!

Oh, I am Yuanying old monster, that’s okay

Song Wang gradually felt at ease. If the Yuanying old monster from the Shenhuang Clan came, he would still be afraid of what this little bastard could detect.

But this was the first time he saw a distinguished guest from the Divine Phoenix Clan, and he looked at it carefully for a while.

She wears brocade clothes and jade belt, and has pretty features, just like a woman. The storage ring on her hand is inlaid with broken crystals, and her sword is a high-level magic weapon.

Looking down at myself again, I can see the holes in the cloth shoes, and I can almost see the toes and the storage ring. Those are only things owned by the sect leader. I heard that they will be passed on to me at the ceremony of taking over.

He felt that he was the shabbiest Nascent Soul cultivator in history. This treatment and this broken sect were not worthy of him at all.

"In the future, I will wear ten storage rings, one on each finger, set with large gemstones, no, just twenty-one." He thought to himself.

The two Divine Phoenix Clan envoys glanced at each other casually and said:

"Have any great monks suddenly appeared near your Donglin Sect recently?"

"nearby?"

Song Wang said: "Return to the envoy, there is no one nearby."

The messenger then swept towards the monks and said loudly: "Zhongzhou has an order. Anyone who has been blessed in the illusion must stand up immediately.

If there is any cover-up, you will bear the consequences at your own risk!"

Some disciples wondered, "Why?"

"It has something to do with the conspiracy of ancient evil spirits. Talk too much and reveal secrets. Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked!" The messenger said coldly. As for the reason, he only knew the reason.

"No."

"No."

Most of the disciples shook their heads. They had long heard that it was a land of the jungle, and whoever had the ability would take off. If they had the ability to gain fortune, they wouldn't be so bad in reality.

"Then I will check them one by one." The messenger said. The so-called asking is just a process. In the end, you still have to check it yourself.

Song Wang straightened his chest and said with a smile: "Please let the envoy review it."

He secretly restrained all his aura, joking, I, the Yuanying old monster, am still afraid of the inspection by the boy from the Jindan stage?

Then, the messenger took out a round mirror with nine phoenixes carved around it.

A wisp of dark air flowed down.

Song Wang's pupils suddenly condensed, and he realized that this air flow was a bit familiar and was the result of a qualitative change in spiritual power.

This is chaos energy!

But it was already too late. The round mirror in the envoy's hand emitted a golden beam, and with a wave of his hand, it scanned all the disciples. In an instant, they became golden and translucent, and their own strength was reflected and displayed.

The two envoys watched expressionlessly, but when the golden light swept across Song Wang, it suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling light!

Click!

The beam was so bright that the mirror cracked.

"What's this?"

The disciples were shocked and confused. The faces of the two envoys changed drastically. They took a step back and asked: "Who are you?"

Song Wang's face was confused, "I am Song Wang from the Donglin Sect. Well, what kind of mirror is this? How did you accidentally break it?"

The two envoys stared at him, "The Xuanhuang Mirror can even reveal a Nascent Soul cultivator. There are no such people in the Donglin Sect. Who are you?"

The other disciples were extremely surprised. Is Senior Brother Song Wang so powerful? Has he been deprived of his body?

Song Wang scratched his head and said with a naive smile: "You misunderstood, I just saw that there are cracks on the mirror."

The messenger didn't say much and took the communication weapon from his waist.

Song Wang's expression changed. If this news comes back, according to the Shenhuang Clan's behavior, he will be in great trouble!

"You two, maybe there is a misunderstanding?" He held their hands.

"Go away." The messenger was impatient.

Song Wang's face twitched and his expression turned cold.

Reach out and extend your palm.

Bang bang!

The bodies of the two messengers exploded and turned into two pools of blood mist.

"Give me something shameless!"

The two died suddenly. He clapped his hands and glanced around with cold eyes.

The disciples around him were frightened and their faces turned pale.

"What did you see?" Song Wang asked.

"You killed the messenger."

Bang!

Another disciple exploded, Song Wang said expressionlessly, "I'll give you a chance to organize your speech."

Then some disciples trembled, "We didn't see anything."

Song Wang said: "I remember all of you present. If anyone spreads the news, you will all die."

"Yes, yes"

They trembled from the bottom of their souls, Senior Brother Wangzi, how could it be like this? He must have been taken away!

As luck would have it, the sect leader came over. He had a flattering look on his face and trotted over along the stairs, as happy as a fat man weighing two hundred pounds.

When I came over, I saw the blood mist all over the ground, and I was stunned for a moment.

"What happened?"

Song Wang waved his disciples away and said calmly: "I will kill them."

The sect leader's eyes widened, "Wangzi, are you okay?"

Why are you killing people from the Divine Phoenix clan? Is this something you can kill?

"I'm fine." Song Wang explained the matter calmly.

After listening, the sect leader was silent for a long time.

Then, he immediately grabbed Song Wang's hand and pulled him out, "Wangzi, hurry up and go. I'm going to turn myself in and go right away. Just say that I accidentally made a mistake and strive for leniency."

Song Wang frowned, "Do you think the disciple will end well if he falls into their hands?"

The sect leader tried hard to persuade: "Wangzi, don't be stubborn with the Divine Phoenix clan. Stop it. There are people from the Divine Phoenix clan outside. We, as commoners, must abide by the rules."

"Why should they make the rules?" Song Wang said indifferently, "My strength is gained by my own life."

The sect leader grimaced, "I've taught you before that if you take something beyond your knowledge, you will be in serious trouble. I don't care what happens. You suddenly have such a strong power. Can you hold it?"

You can't control it, Wangzi, just listen to my advice.

Even if your cultivation is crippled by them, it will still be better than being killed. Don’t worry, just listen to me. Our next sect master must be yours, no one will snatch it from you!”

"Who the hell wants you, a broken sect leader?"

When the sect leader heard this, he was stunned for a moment, turned around and stepped out of the threshold.

"Where are you going?" Song Wang asked.

"If you don't surrender, I will help you!"

"Come back." Song Wang stared at the sect leader.

But the sect master closed the door, went to the side to untie the horse's rope, and wanted to leave.

Song Wang suddenly became indifferent, stretched out his hand, and gave a palm in the distance.

Bang!

Another blood flower exploded, and the war horse neighed.

Song Wang went out, touched the frightened war horse, and led it back.

Looking at the broken limbs and blood stains on the ground, the sect master who had raised him for many years died at his hands, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Not scared, but excited.

He felt that some kind of shackles inside his body were unlocked.

"So, is this what strength and power feel like?"

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(End of chapter)