Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 56 Who am I?

Qianzongmeng has gathered a large number of masters.

Tiandiqing has a lot of eyeliner, so naturally he has already received clues for such a big move.

"Senior sister, what should we do?" Yang Fei shivered with fear as soon as he heard about Qian Zongmeng.

When did you attract this big guy?

Is that something Tiandiqing can deal with?

Taoist Honglian is not easy to use in this world!

Zhao Hongxue also frowned. She looked very good now. Once the bloodline of the old sect leader was cut off, the corrosive power in her body degenerated like an avalanche.

Several disciples from the Qingyun Sect in Tiandiqing also experienced the same strange phenomenon.

In this way, the recovery time of the parasite will be greatly delayed.

"Evacuate, we can't stay here any longer." Zhao Hongxue made the decision.

"Remove to where?"

"Leave Cangxuan Continent."

Yang Fei was stunned for a moment and felt a little sad.

Leaving Cangxuan Continent means leaving the sphere of influence of the Thousand Sect Alliance.

But at the same time, it was also leaving home.

Although, this hometown is quite unwelcoming to them.

Thinking of this, he became even more sad.

"Wait a moment." Bai Bing said suddenly.

Yang Fei said anxiously, "What are you waiting for? This place is so big. I heard that the Thousand Sect Alliance is going to conduct a carpet search to find all of us and kill us one by one.

Look at them. Is it reasonable to kill them all like this?

If we don't leave, when we are really finished killing them, when their disciples wake up and want to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, where can they go?"

"Three days." Bai Bing muttered, "Give me three days."

Yang Fei frowned, "What's the use of three days? Our spies from Tiandiqing work very hard and lose a lot every day.

Even if it lasts more than a day, I don't know what will happen.

Maybe I will be gone as a brother tomorrow."

"Then wait three days." Zhao Hongxue said suddenly.

Yang Fei opened his mouth, and his expression became increasingly angry. This freeloader, who is not a member of the sect, has no right to offer opinions.

"Sister, you know three days."

"If you don't agree, get out." Zhao Hongxue said.

Yang Fei opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

Didn't you say that from now on, it will be up to me to make the world clear?

Of course, if you want to think this way, you dare not say it. Yang Fei nodded vigorously, "I actually think so too, just wait a minute."

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[The parasite cleanup plan is in progress.]

【Infection rate: 291】

[Fatality rate: 0.43%]

[Infected: 722 people]

[Countdown: 1 day]

[Stage: Large-scale communication stage.]

Qianzongmeng arranged a large number of experts to conduct investigations in the places where Tiandiqing often hangs out.

But during this period, some abnormal phenomena occurred in Qingyun Sect.

Dozens of Qingyun Sect disciples fell ill one after another. After diagnosis, they were suspected to be infected with wind and cold.

Later, even several cabinet elders were infected.

This alarmed some nearby towns and sects.

Cultivation is a bumpy road, and wounds from swords and swords are common occurrences. Who doesn’t have scars on his body?

But this infection with wind and cold is really a bit weird.

How can a Taoist monk, who has gone through many stages of marrow cleansing, bone cutting and foundation building, suffer from common wind disease?

But Qin Sheng has been feeling uneasy lately.

He did not contract the cold.

Because he does not have a human body.

But he discovered a strange problem, that is, the vitality in his body was disintegrating. The speed was very slow, but it could not escape his keen perception.

On that day, he announced that he would temporarily stop searching for evil cultivators and began to retreat to find the source of the problem.

Could it be that the physical body has been lost for too long recently and the avenue is about to collapse?

This is unreasonable, it can't be so fast.

By the way, that boy Bai Bing has a really good physical body, and he actually has the only true blood. It seems that he has good vision and has discovered this a long time ago.

This is a talent that can be made, and it looks like a talent. It must be cherished and not bumped into.

His biggest regret in life is that he was not romantic enough when he was young. If he successfully obtains a physical body, he will definitely show off his talents.

But now he was getting more and more uneasy, and he was going to adjust his breathing before going to capture him alive.

It's just a minor repair in the foundation building period, and it can't be run away.

"If you pass the order, I can start seclusion for recuperation if you want. It won't take long."

Qin Sheng called an elder and ordered him to go down, "If the deputy leader and Sect Master Song come to visit, tell them to wait for two days, no, just one day."

He felt that it would not have any impact if he delayed the hunt for Tiandiqing for a day or two.

After all, it only takes a week to breathe and exhale.

Boom!

The stone chamber was closed and Qin Sheng went into seclusion.

…

[The parasite cleanup plan is in progress.]

【Infection rate: 42】

[Fatal rate: 100%]

[Infected: 1131 people]

[The virus protein mutation program has been started, the lethality rate has been reached, and the cleanup process is being executed.]

Qin Sheng began to adjust his breath and check his body and the sea of ​​gods.

The inspection lasted half a day.

But now he discovered a problem, he felt a little tired.

The more you retreat, the more tired you become.

The spiritual energy in the body also began to not function smoothly.

What's even stranger is that he found that his surroundings were slowly changing. This change was a bit weird and a bit disgusting.

Why is there an unpleasant smell around me?

Qin Sheng looked at the puddles of blue-black mucus left on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Which disciple is responsible for cleaning this? He actually made this secret room as dirty as a pig farmer. I will definitely kill him when I turn around.

Qin Sheng put that disciple on the death list, closed his eyes and started meditating again.

A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes again.

Why is there a pile of remains in the corner of the stone chamber? It's still a skull, as if it had been gnawed by something, and the death was very miserable.

Wasn't there a pile of rocks placed here before?

It looks really irritating, making my Qingyun Sect look like some evil sect.

Qin Sheng closed his eyes again and thought about turning around and killing the handyman disciple in charge here.

Another half hour passed.

Qin Sheng suddenly felt something crawling on his face and wiped it with his hand.

It turned out to be an insect.

It was a green worm crawling on his face. At first he thought it was spiritual power flowing through his body and ignored it until it crawled out from his nostrils. He couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing the bug, Qin Sheng was stunned for three seconds.

Snapped!

The worm exploded instantly, and Qin Sheng suddenly stood up, "How reckless! Who cast a bewitching spell on me?"

No reply.

Qin Sheng frowned deeply. There was an insect crawling on him without anyone noticing. Is this ridiculous?

Regardless of whether it is man-made or not, this is very unreasonable.

I'm going to kill the people who set up the defensive formation here as well.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and he was ready to get up and leave.

Today's barrier is no longer closed.

But just when he was about to get up, he found that his legs were numb.

No, many legs feel numb.

Qin Sheng looked down and was stunned.

A dense pile of thin legs, curled up together, covered with black-green mucus and giving off a foul odor.

These legs grew on a fat body, but the body was now covered with sores and signs of rot everywhere, like a large piece of rotten flesh that had swollen and soaked.

The worm stretched out his two claws and touched the unfamiliar body. He was not confident and his movements were a little stiff.

"Me, who am I?"

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(End of chapter)