Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

"Be careful, it might be a trap." Han Tao looked serious.

"It's that thing." Bai Bing whispered.

"What?"

"A sealed thing."

When mentioning "true dragon", of course, the first thing he thought of was the insect corpse. That thing had an extremely strange pollution, and both An Yingqiu and the Qing clan in the old continent once called it a dragon.

In the system database, there is a detailed description, called "Candle Dragon".

"Remember Zhao Lan?" he said.

"Of course I remember, I was killed by you." Han Tao said.

Bai Bing paused, "I'm not talking about this, and I didn't kill him. What I want to say is that he suffered from a strange disease at the time. I went to treat him, and in fact he was contaminated by this thing."

"No wonder."

Yunhe frowned, and he immediately understood, "I understand when you say that, and the Xuanwu people often say that there is a wandering ghost on this continent, who is suspected to be a descendant of a real dragon.

Many people claim to have seen it, but their descriptions are different. Some say that they are tied with eighteen shackles, while others say that they exude golden light and chaotic energy, shedding dead skin, like a real god. "

"I'll go to the door first to have a look."

Bai Bing had other ideas to confirm, turned into a ray of light, and came to the Taoist gate.

The Taoist disciples were all under control, and now the interior is empty, the door is open, the lights are bright, but no one is seen.

He followed the memory of the master of the Taoist sect and searched everywhere, but he couldn't find the woodshed.

Until he came to the door owner's residence, he found something special——

A few gray marks.

He has an intuition that this is very similar to the clues he saw when dealing with Li Lin's strange disease, but he is not sure because there is no systematic analysis.

The system should be accompanied by the physical body. Since the ascension, the world has become much quieter, as if something is missing.

"Should I take the system back and trace it first?" he thought.

But then I temporarily dismissed the idea. There was a warning in the system, and it is not recommended to return, and the overall advantage lies with me, so there is no need to take this risk.

back to square one.

"I probably figured out the ins and outs."

"How to say?" Han Tao asked.

Bai Bing said: "I followed his memory, but couldn't find anything, which means his memory has been tampered with.

In addition, I saw the traces left by that thing. It may have come and polluted the Daomen.

Now it may become stronger, and it can even change everyone's memory, and it has already done so. "

"Is there?" Yun He frowned, "Why don't I know."

Han Tao looked at Yunhe, "You have to know, is that still called tampering with memory?"

Yunhe glanced at Han Tao, "Then you know?"

"Of course I know." Han Tao took out the chat mirror, Yunhe was speechless for a moment.

Han Tao thought about it, and said again: "Then I was polluted, and the information I wrote to you is actually correct.

If this isn't misinformation trying to trick you, it's probably true. "

"The pollution rules are basically clear now."

Bai Bing pondered, "Xuankong discovered that the clan was polluted, but he didn't notice the pollution he suffered, because it was rooted in cognition.

Similarly, the head of the Taoist sect may have discovered earlier pollution sources, but he also did not discover the pollution he suffered.

One ring after another, each infected person can realize that other people are polluted, except himself. "

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, that is to say, if we are polluted at the same time, then we will be kept in the dark, and we will never be able to find out?

Yunhe looked at Han Tao, "There seem to be insects crawling on your body."

"Senior Yunhe, please don't make such a joke." Han Tao now chooses to believe Bai Bing.

Yunhe felt quite bored, and said, "Then what should we do? It's up to you."

Anyway, even if it was wiped out, it would have no effect. The main reason was that it was my turn next time, so I couldn't just let it go like this.

"Let him wake up." Bai Bing said.

Several elders from Shenyou came over, frowned, stretched out their hands and tapped him a few times, and the sect master woke up.

The door master rubbed his eyes, and a few worms popped out from the corners of his eyes. As soon as he woke up, those worms woke up at the same time, and began to wriggle, like swaying seaweed, fluttering in the wind.

Several people quickly left.

The door master looked at it and said angrily, "Who knocked me out?"

Yunhe said, "It was you who fainted from fright."

"Nonsense, the old man's cultivation will be frightened by you?"

"That's it. With your cultivation, how could we handle you so easily and make you faint."

The door owner was taken aback for a moment, thinking about it too, it made logical sense.

Sure enough, it was polluted, and the already not intelligent head made things worse. Bai Bing said, "Master, please look at me."

The door master looked at the white fox again, and suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

The black mist billowed and filled the entire Taoist gate.

They grow without roots, without wind, but they are surging silently, penetrating through walls, rocks, and permeating into the room, all the secret rooms, and the corners of the formation.

Strips of black vines emerged from the ground, opening their mouths, some crawled onto the unconscious Taoist disciples, some searched in the corners of the house, and the sound of chewing and gnawing came from everywhere.

"Don't panic, this is his domain." Yunhe said.

Then, more than a dozen vines suddenly crawled towards the master of the Taoist sect. The master was shocked, but was immediately restrained by Shen You and other elders, "Don't move."

The head of the Taoist sect was shocked, "Didn't you agree that you can't handle me easily?"

Several ancestors did not speak.

And Bai Bing is also doing a deep cleanup, he can tighten all the rules, if nothing unexpected happens, this is fine too.

As for the issue of the insect corpses, we will deal with them later. Anyway, they are old acquaintances who had dinner together, but if the Daomen don't deal with it, it will be too dangerous.

But the accident happened suddenly.

I saw that the black mist that covered the sky suddenly solidified, and then came from all directions, and was swallowed and absorbed. The absorber was not Bai Bing, but the master of the Dao Sect.

The black mist dissipated, and those tentacles showed their bodies, which were flood dragons with red and black scales, but as the black mist dissipated, those scales quickly shed their luster, decayed, and disintegrated.

On the contrary, the skin and flesh of the master of the Taoist sect suddenly bloomed like a flower, turning into many mouths, sucking the black mist.

His aura was strong at an unimaginable speed, rustling sounds reappeared around him, white worms crawled out from the unconscious disciples, and the skins of Yunhe and other elders began to wriggle again.

The white fox's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"No, stop him."

Several Supreme Elders teamed up to cut off the sect master's breath again, knocking him unconscious with one palm each.

The black mist subsided and never appeared again.

"Can't you suppress it?"

Bai Bing's expression was solemn, his pollution ended, but failed.

A strange feeling came, a sense of weakness.

The last time I felt this way was at the Li family before ascension.

Soon, the master of the Taoist sect slowly woke up.

He was furious in an instant, "I saw it this time! It was you who knocked me out!

Your Li family is so powerful, can you be lawless and do whatever you want? "

"Calm down."

Bai Bing was also helpless, and said, "We're leaving now, don't worry, we won't bother you again."

Then ignore him, turn around, and leave.

"Is that okay?" Han Tao was surprised.

According to his understanding, this is not Bai Bing's style of doing things.

Bai Bing was silent for a while, and said:

"It's not that I don't care about it, but there are more important things to take care of."

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