MTL - Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System-Chapter 55 who I am

The Qianzong League gathered a large number of experts.

Tiandiqing has a lot of eyeliner. With such a big move, he naturally received clues long ago.

"Senior sister, what should I do?" When Yang Fei heard the Qianzong Alliance, he was so frightened that he shivered.

When did you attract this big guy?

Is that something that Tiandiqing can deal with?

Daoist Red Lotus is not easy to use in this world!

Zhao Hongxue also frowned. She looks very good now. Once the bloodline of the old Sect Master was cut off, the erosive power in her body degenerated in place, like an avalanche.

Along with several disciples from the Qingyun Sect of the Tiandiqing Dynasty, the same vision also appeared.

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

"Let's evacuate, we can't stay here any longer." Zhao Hongxue made a decision.

"Where to withdraw?"

"Leave Cangxuan Continent."

Yang Fei was stunned for a while, feeling a little sad.

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

But at the same time, it is also an exile.

Although, they are not welcome in this hometown.

Thinking of this, he felt even more sad.

"Wait." Bai Bing suddenly said.

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

Look at them, slaughtering them like this, is it a good thing?

If we don't leave, when we kill them, when they have disciples who wake up and want to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, where can they go? "

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

Yang Fei frowned, "What's the use of three days, our Tiandiqing spies are working very hard, and they have to break a lot every day.

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

Maybe, tomorrow, brother, I will be gone. "

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

Yang Fei opened his mouth, and his expression gradually became angry. This person who eats and drinks for free, and does not worship the sect, is qualified to give opinions?

"Senior sister, you know that three days..."

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

Yang Fei opened his mouth and had nothing to say.

Didn't you say that in the future, the world will be clear, and I will make the decision?

Of course, thinking about it this way, it is natural that he would not dare to say it, Yang Fei nodded vigorously, "I actually think so too, just wait."

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[The parasite cleanup plan is in progress. 】

【Infection rate: 291】

【Lethal rate: 0.43%】

【Completed infection: 722 people】

[Countdown: 1 day]

【Stage: Large-scale dissemination stage. 】

The Qianzong League arranged a large number of experts to start investigations in places where Tiandiqing often haunts.

But during this time, some abnormal phenomena appeared in Qingyunzong.

Dozens of Qingyun Sect disciples fell ill successively. After diagnosis, they were suspected of contracting the cold.

Later, even several cabinet elders were infected.

This alarmed some nearby towns, sects.

Cultivation is a bumpy road. Sword and sword injuries are all commonplace. Who doesn't have a scar on his body?

But it's a bit weird to be infected with the cold.

A Taoist who has gone through several stages of washing the marrow, cutting the bones and building the foundation, how could it be possible to suffer from common wind disease?

But Qin Sheng has been feeling restless recently.

He didn't catch the cold.

Because he has no human body.

But he found a strange problem, that is, the vitality in the body is disintegrating, and the speed is very slow, but it cannot escape his keen perception.

On the same 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, how can it be so fast.

In other words, Bai Bing's physical body is really good, and he even has the only true blood. It seems that he has good eyesight, and he has discovered this long ago.

This is a manufacturable material, and it looks like a talented person. It must be cherished and can't be bumped into.

His biggest regret in his life is that he was not romantic enough when he was young.

It's just that now his anxiety is getting heavier and heavier, and he is going to adjust his breath first before going to catch him alive.

Just a small repair in the foundation-building period, and it can't run.

"The order goes on, the old man can start retreating if he wants, it won't take too long."

Qin Sheng summoned an elder and instructed him to go on, "If the deputy leader and Sect Master Song come to visit, let them wait for two days, no, just one day."

He felt that hunting around the world for a day or two later would not have any effect.

After all, it's just breathing and breathing for a week.

Boom!

The stone chamber was closed, and Qin Sheng closed in.

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[The parasite cleanup plan is in progress. 】

【Infection rate: 42】

【Lethal rate: 100%】

【Completed infection: 1131 people】

[The virus protein mutation program has been started, the lethality rate is full, and the cleanup program is being executed. 】

Qin Sheng began to adjust his breath and examine his body, Shenhai.

An inspection takes half a day.

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

The more secluded you are, the more tired you will be.

The spiritual power in the body also began to run erratically.

What's even more strange is that he found that his surroundings were slowly changing, and this change was a little weird and a little disgusting.

Why is there an unpleasant smell around?

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

Which disciple is in charge of cleaning? He even made this secret room as dirty as a pig farmer, so he turned around and beheaded him.

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

After a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes again.

Why is there a pile of debris in the corner of the stone room? It's still a skull, as if it's been bitten by something~www.novelbuddy.com~ The death is very miserable.

Wasn't there a pile of stones here before?

Looking at it, it is really disgusting, and it looks like some kind of evil sect of my Qingyun Sect.

Qin Sheng closed his eyes again, thinking about turning around and beheading the handyman disciple who was in charge of this place.

Another half an hour passed.

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

It turned out to be a bug.

It was a cyan worm, crawling on his face. At first, he thought it was spiritual power circulating in his body, but he ignored it until it crawled out of his nostrils, which was unbearable.

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

Snapped!

The worm burst into pieces in an instant, and Qin Sheng suddenly stood up, "Presumptuous! Who's betraying this old man?"

There was no reply.

Qin Sheng's brows were deeply wrinkled, and there would be a bug crawling onto him without knowing it.

Whether it is man-made or not, this is very unreasonable.

Looking back, I want to kill the person who set up the defensive formation here.

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

This one is not closed anymore.

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

No, many legs feel numb.

Qin Sheng looked down and was stunned.

A pile of dense thin legs, curled up together, covered with black-green mucus, emitting a stench.

These legs are grown on the fat body, but the body is now covered with poisonous sores, and there are signs of decay everywhere, like a large piece of rotten flesh with swelling and foaming.

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

"I, who am I?"

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