Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

He already knew how to deal with "him".

As said in that letter, "He" is the rules and order itself, and it pollutes the world through parasites. Then he only needs to contain all the pollution, which is equivalent to destroying all "rules".

The swarms of insects are bones and blood, and all races are tentacles. They are indescribably rooted in the entire time and space, and they can be killed endlessly, but he can, because he does not belong to this time and space.

No wonder Taoist Nanxuan said that what he valued most was his ability to "contain pollution."

The Taoist is right.

After dealing with the source of pollution from the Suzaku Tribe, if we continue on this path, we are in the right direction.

But there was nothing to regret. At that time, he did not have such strength and right to speak, nor did he have a container specially designed to contain and contain pollution. He looked down at his feet.

The white fox's hair is as clean as snow. It was born from the Qingqiu tribe and has actually absorbed a lot of pollution, but it is still unstained and indestructible. It is obviously not an ordinary thing.

But now I realize it, what’s the use?

From the moment the big fat insect was dismembered, it became porcelain that could only be viewed.

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In the dark forest.

A black corpse, with a faint sound of breathing.

The black color on the skin fades quickly.

Holy shit, where is this?

As soon as Zhao Hao woke up, he felt pain in his head, his eyelids were heavy and he could not open his eyes, but there was a strong fishy smell coming from his nostrils.

Who? Who shit on my head?

Memories come back quickly.

He quickly remembered.

I am participating in a trial deep in the Lost Land, and Zhao Lan, the Holy Son of the Divine Phoenix Clan, is being chased by Bai Bing. That's not right.

Zhao Lan, that bastard, wanted to take my true blood to survive. Fortunately, I was cautious enough and didn't listen to his lies. I knocked him unconscious and ran away.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became worried. Zhao Lan was the only proud son of the Divine Phoenix Clan. If he offended him, he might be hunted down by the entire Divine Phoenix Clan, right?

Forget it, let’s forget about this for now, then how did I become like this?

His numb body gradually regained consciousness and continued to think about it.

By the way, in the process of escaping, he encountered an ancient ferocious beast, which was said to be a real dragon. The real dragon pounced on him, and then he couldn't remember it anymore.

Suddenly, he was shocked.

It's so smelly next to me. Didn't I eat it, pull it out, and bury it in the manure pit?

I, Zhao Hao, have had a difficult life.

After waiting for a moment, most of the numbness in his body receded, and he finally regained some control over his body and opened his eyes.

The sky is dark, but fortunately, it's not a cesspool.

He sat up with difficulty, looked around, and suddenly shivered.

A giant golden dragon was squatting behind him, bowing his head, looking at him indifferently.

There was another dragon on the ground. It had red scales and its body was mutilated, as if it had died a long time ago. For some reason, he felt that the dragon's corpse seemed to be flickering, not like it was real.

And, is it a bit familiar?

Is this its prey?

Zhao Hao took one look and recognized that the golden dragon in front of him was probably the most mysterious legend in the entire continent.

A mysterious existence from the previous era, with a bloodline even nobler than that of the Divine Phoenix Clan.

He was not bragging, there were only a handful of people on the entire continent who knew this legend, but he knew it easily.

The main reason why I didn't learn more was that Zhao Lan didn't drink much that day and didn't talk much.

"Are you the legendary true dragon?"

Zhao Hao spoke.

The golden dragon did not speak, but he felt the "will".

"You said, let me eat this thing?"

Zhao Hao lowered his head and looked at the red scales and the broken black tentacles around him. He always felt a little familiar, especially the aura that was still violent and terrifying even though he was dead, which made people resist from the bottom of his heart.

Is this my adventure?

I'm just afraid there's some conspiracy.

And it's pretty disgusting.

"What's the use of eating this?" Zhao Hao asked.

The golden dragon sends out its will.

Zhao Hao listened for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Bloodline? Rules?

You say that I now have unimaginable power. I can gather the blood of the world and collect the laws of all ages, so that I can become a saint and achieve the ultimate transformation?

The only one in the ages who is stronger than the Ascended One?"

He was very doubtful about this and repeated the words to make sure that was what he meant.

The golden dragon nodded.

Zhao Hao hesitated even more.

And such good things?

Are you trying to harm me again?

This world is filthy. I, Zhao Hao, have had a lot of misfortunes, and my ambitions are hard to achieve. I have no ambitions, but I am always suspected of all kinds of people, and it is difficult to meet a wise king.

Ever since he couldn't bear it anymore and shot Zhao Lan, he had completely understood.

If you want to become a strong person, you can only rely on yourself. No matter what others say, I know it in my own heart, and time will prove everything.

Therefore, he has no regrets about taking action against Zhao Lan. From now on, he will work hard to improve himself, cut off his illusions, and never rely on anyone again.

"I appreciate your kindness."

"But I don't need it anymore, thank you."

Zhao Hao stood up, turned around, and left.

The lone figure stepped on the mud and walked into the darkness and fog.

But then he realized something was wrong. As soon as he mobilized his spiritual thoughts, he discovered that the golden dragon had long been dormant in his divine sea, and there was a black-red mist next to it, full of violent and terrifying aura. It should be the dismembered one.

's corpse.

When he turned around, the golden dragon had disappeared.

It turns out that everything was reflected in his mind.

"Do you have to follow me?" he asked.

The golden light lies dormant in the divine sea, silent, sacred and majestic.

Zhao Hao withdrew his spiritual thoughts and calmed down.

To be honest, it was impossible not to be tempted when encountering this kind of opportunity. He just felt that things were too strange, and perhaps he had encountered too many obstacles. He had developed an extremely cautious attitude.

Leaving this thing alone for the time being, he walked carefully in the forbidden area.

This is an extremely dangerous place, and if Zhao Lan returns alive, he will definitely be wanted. He is in extremely bad condition now, and he will be finished if he is caught.

He had already foresaw that if he injured Zhao Lan, he would definitely be regarded as an accomplice who joined forces with Bai Bing and the others. Then the old case would be uncovered, with both witnesses and material evidence, and a wanted manhunt would be launched. No matter how he could not clear his name.

Of course, he has no intention of clearing his name now. His accomplices will be his accomplices, it doesn't matter.

Then he strangely discovered that the forbidden area was very quiet. No one was arresting him, not even a single trial monk.

"The trial to become a god is over?"

He doubted.

Just like this, he carefully walked out of the restricted area and found that the trial was indeed over. The gathering place was empty, and he still didn't see his pursuers.

The sects he passed by were all deserted, and there were large battle ruins everywhere, such as a palm print that wiped out a sect. It made him frightened. He remembered that it was not there when he first came for the trial.

What happened?

There were very few people from the Divine Phoenix Clan on the road, and there was no wanted notice about him, which made him more and more confused. He wanted to go to the Divine Phoenix Clan to ask why they didn't pursue him.

It’s me, Zhao Hao, am I not worthy?

Finally, he met an acquaintance.

"Zhao Hao?"

The visitor turned out to be Anhua, another peak master of the Divine Phoenix Clan.

Zhao Hao watched in silence for a while, then turned around and ran away.

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