Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Yunhe stepped back cautiously, preparing to call a few Supreme Elders to deal with them together.

But it doesn’t feel right, so I’ll look at it for a while.

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

Is it alive? Could it be the legendary burial mage from the previous era? He guessed.

No matter what, he felt that he could control this breathing rhythm, so he roared.

"May I ask which fellow Taoist is here to overcome the tribulation?"

The breathing rhythm stopped for a moment, but soon returned to its original state.

Yun He noticed this detail, felt a little relieved, and shouted: "Fellow Taoist can control the power of evil spirits, so he should not be a member of the Zhongzhou tribes. We are also evil cultivators. We all have the word "evil" in our name, and we are members of the same Taoism.

"

The black mist still didn't respond.

"Don't you want to ignore me?"

Yunhe pondered for a moment and prepared to retreat. Now that the Li family was in trouble internally and externally, every top combat power was extremely precious. He did not want to offend more mysterious and powerful people if necessary.

But then, the black mist faded a little, and a path opened up, leading to the dark depths of the black mist.

"Inviting me?"

Yunhe narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, then walked away.

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

It is not that he is suppressed, but that he disappears in a pure sense. His mental skills, Taoist skills, and even the magic tools he wears are gradually losing their effectiveness.

"According to legend, there is such a place deep in the Lost Land, where the laws of heaven are different, and all those who enter by mistake, regardless of their level of cultivation, will be affected."

His mind was serious. He had always believed that the law could be manipulated. Could it be that some infinite being from deep within the forbidden area had escaped?

As he got closer, he heard a cough.

"Ancestor Yunhe, can you hurry up?"

Yunhe's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly quickened his pace and walked towards the direction of the sound. The black fog gradually dispersed, and he saw Bai Bing sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, with black fog rolling around him, and no one could be seen.

He looked stiff and his posture was a bit weird, like a sculpture about to be frozen.

Yunhe's heart was shaken, and he pointed at Bai Bing, his fingers trembling.

"You, you evil devil, 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."

Yun He was shocked again!

It's him!

"Nan Xuan?!"

"..."

"I am Bai Bing. There is something wrong with my practice and I can't move. Ancestor, please think of a way to save me."

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

The Bai Bing he knew was not like this. This was too shocking. How could he be related to the ancient evil demon? Could it be that the ancient evil demon was the original demon?

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

But if I die later, as the only true disciple of Nan Xuan, you must be responsible."

When Yun He heard this, I felt relieved when you said that. After all, I also think that the dog head matches him well and I am planning to build a spectacle. A hero may not be famous and remembered for generations, but a hero with a dog head can.

.

"Why are you like this?" Yunhe approached, touched it, and was shocked.

There are bangs everywhere.

It's 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 constantly 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, "When you say this, it always makes me feel like you mean something.

There is something I said, I don’t know whether you like to hear it or not, but you should be able to guess it.”

"I may really have something to do with that ancient evil spirit."

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

"That's right."

Yunhe thought, "There have always been many legends about the Qingqiu people, and they come out immediately. For example, the Yuyuan, the original statue of the gods, was made up to defraud people of incense money, these guys are freeloaders.

But you can’t help but believe it, who 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 is a good thing to become harder and longer, it cannot be like this for everyone.

Yunhe clasped his fingers and tapped Bai Bing's knee, making a dull sound.

"Does it hurt?"

"I don't feel it."

"My fucking hands hurt." Yunhe stopped his hands and thought, "If your guess is correct, this should be the power of the black mist helping you to temper your body."

Bai Bing said: "But I feel that my body gradually no longer belongs to me, it is getting colder and colder, and it is getting more and more numb."

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

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

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

Yun He pondered for a while and said: "I don't know about the other people, but I know about Nan Xuan back then.

He said that ascension and the fairy world most likely do not exist. Ascension is turned into rules and the blessing of those who ascend.

But after he accidentally awakened, he felt that the world was not worthy of his protection, so he ran to kill people.

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

He thought for a moment and said hesitantly:

"Now you forget yourself, forget the Tao and skills you have learned, regard yourself as a part of this world, and try to 'imagine' this world?"

Bai Bing closed his eyes and began to think.

Soon, the cold feeling disappeared, and he felt that his soul was floating upwards. When he lowered his head, he saw himself, Ancestor Yunhe, and the whole world.

He is free, and God's perspective appears again.

He remembered that the first time he appeared was at the ruins of Yunxi Sect, under the Chaos Tree, after being killed by An Yingqiu.

Then he realized that he couldn't go back.

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

Will I be saved by Yun He?

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

Let me remind you that everything that exists in your imagination belongs to your laws.

If you carefully observe the status and patterns of these laws, they are yourself." Yunhe looked at Bai Bing, who was sitting quietly, and continued.

Bai Bing began to think again, and soon he felt that some special Taoist charm existed among all things, in every corner, and even in the bodies of some monks.

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

In essence, this system is the same as the current path of cultivating the Tao, but it is more brutal.

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

Black mist descends and evil spirits emerge.

Many people were killed and devoured in the illusion.

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

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

He knows everything within his own rules.

Nothing is possible.

He searched in this world to find out who in this world had gone furthest in the "Dark Monk" practice system.

Soon he found it. To his surprise, it was not Song Wang. He didn't even see Song Wang.

But another person.

The leader of the Divine Phoenix Clan, Li Tianxing.

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