Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 404: Holy Son, Don’T Shave

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The Holy Son felt that his strength was rapidly declining.

boom!

He exploded again and said indifferently, “So what? Killing you the same way!”

He didn’t say more, and punched Bai Bing with a punch, but Bai Bing raised his hand, and a divine pattern appeared in his palm, blocking the blow.

Between the combination, the natural vision, the interweaving of the Divine Phoenix, illuminated the dim sky, and the monks from all directions felt shocked and shocked.

“Shuanghuang is here? What is this? The two supreme beings are fighting?” They came one after another.

The Holy Son took two steps back and said indifferently, “You also stealthily learned the Ancient Phoenix Sutra?”

“You said this?”

Bai Bing looked at the divine pattern on his hand, “Isn’t this learned at a glance? Isn’t that the case with you?”

The Holy Son did not speak, and then punched and bombarded.

Light and fire emerged, like a divine phoenix spreading its wings, constantly slapping.

Bai Bing’s thoughts moved, and countless red tentacles blocked in front of him, forming a wall to block all the attacks.

The big fat worm roared and swore to resist, but then it seemed to feel that the opponent was a little weak, and it became more ferocious.

Although it didn’t know what was going on, it took a bite and began to eat away at the Son of God’s domain.

puff!

The Holy Son coughed up blood and took a few steps back. His black hair was scattered, and his eyes were no longer calm.

After adjusting his breath for a while, he used his magical powers again to launch an attack.

“Brother Shengzi, stop scratching.” Bai Bing said.

He could see that this was the fake inheritance given by Zushi He, and that Zhao Lan’s strength had collapsed, and his Taoism was fast.

He was born with a great responsibility, and he must first suffer his will, destroy his foundation, and collapse his Taoism. He just wanted to use the power of language to catalyze it.

puff!

Hearing such a sentence, the Holy Son was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

“Zushi He…is his problem…he hurt me?”

The saint muttered to himself, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Bai Bing nodded, “I just found out now, it’s too late.”

He was too lazy to help the old fritters to cover up, Zhao Lan noticed the abnormality and must be suspicious.

Why is this… Isn’t he the patriarch of my Divine Phoenix Clan?

Suddenly, Saint Son’s eyes narrowed again, and there were some guesses.

“Hahaha…haha!”

Saint Son laughed wildly, his black hair was scattered, his eyes were full of absurdity and madness, “So this is your plan, very good, I will admit defeat in this battle.

What an evil cultivator, what a great ancestor He! ”

He looked up and laughed, turned his head and left.

However, a sigh came from behind.

“I asked you to come here, not to make you admit defeat.”

In the blink of an eye, Bai Bing appeared in front of him, squatting on the dead tree stump, looking at him with pity.

“I’ve conceded defeat, what else do you want?” The Son was indifferent.

Bai Bing smiled and said, “Kill you.”

The Holy Son was extremely decisive at this moment, without a single extra sentence, he used his magical powers, appeared thousands of clones, and fled in all directions.

“Withering bug trick.”

Bai Bing took out the black spike, and then turned on the system.

When he saw someone with data, he threw a blood nail, the black light passed through the fog barrier, and a string of blood flowers burst out.

boom!

The blood nail pierced through Saint Son’s chest, smashed countless dead trees, and finally hit the rock, blasting a depression.

“Cough…cough.”

The Holy Son staggered down from the rock, and he said weakly, “You will suffer from cause and effect…”

Clang!

Bai Bing appeared in front of him again, slashed his sword, and instantly tore the Holy Son in half, but no blood came out.

The corpse was shriveled and turned out to be a paper man.

Bai Bing turned his head, held his sword, and walked in the other direction, “People who are dying, don’t waste resources.”

“Someone will avenge me,” said the Son.

“It doesn’t matter.” Bai Bing held the sword and at the same time exerted the suppression of the insect domain, the big fat worm was about to move, and rushed up.

But the Holy Son is powerful after all, and the Insect Domain cannot restrain him.

With a snort, he pulled out the blood nail and threw it back towards Bai Bing.

Bai Bing took the spike, “You’re not good, you’ll bleed and die. Let me take your head so you won’t bleed.”

He is basically not worried anymore. Blood nails have amazing erosive power on parasites. Once they are nailed to people, they will be useless.

“Want to kill me? Let’s die together, there is something to chase.”

The Holy Son turned his head and ran towards the depths of the forbidden area. Even if his body was broken, his flesh and bones were visible, and blood was dripping from the ground, he still ran very fast.

Bai Bing chased after him, but at this time, he suddenly frowned.

[Insect field detected. 】

【Blood Level: R】

He felt that his domain was being suppressed and his perception was blocked. He glanced around and found some gray marks on the dead trees and the ground.

The corpse again?

He frowned, took out the map sent by Han Mo and looked at it.

“It turns out that this is a first-level forbidden area.”

Is it the territory of the corpse?

Bai Bing pondered for a moment, and continued to chase.

But immediately, he found that white fog was rising around him, the Son of God was gone, and there was a lake of mold everywhere.

There were originally monks eating melons watching from a distance, and the voice was getting farther and farther away, and it could not be heard.

A huge corpse was lying prone in front of him, two copper bell-sized eyeballs staring at him, emitting a dim light.

The big fat worm looked at the eyeballs, got excited, waved his tentacles, and split his hideous mouth.

Bai Bing noticed that there were only two nails left on the corpse, and a lot of blood nails were gone.

Other holes pinned out by blood ~www.readwn.com~ are gradually closing.

“Are you foraging again? Are you about to break out of the seal?”

It’s really an unresolved one, it’s too troublesome, when will it be a head.

Bai Bing thought to himself, took out the blood nail on hand, “Want to do acupuncture? I’m very big, please bear with me.”

The corpse looked at it, turned its head and crawled away, submerging into the white fog.

It was in the direction the Son left.

…

The Holy Son fled wildly in the forbidden area.

He knew where this place was, the most dangerous first-level forbidden area.

According to the original plan, he will take the road here in the future and reach the peak.

According to legend, no one can go to the end of this forbidden area, and will only face increasing dangers.

Dead corpses, wandering spirits without owners, obsessions of the ancient dead… dangers are everywhere, not only inheritance here.

But he found that the surroundings were extremely quiet, without any danger, not even a single living thing.

“Did you get rid of it?”

The Holy Son thought to himself, but he felt that it was not that simple. He took a breath and took out the communication tool, ready to contact the master and the clansman immediately.

But he suddenly discovered that the communication device was invalid.

Stunned for a moment, he took out a dzi bead, and found that it was still ineffective.

Intuition made him look up, only to find that a giant dragon appeared in front of him at some point.

It is indifferent, overlooking, surrounded by chaos.

The Holy Son was shocked.

This is… the legendary candle dragon!

He felt bad. In normal times, it would be a chance, but in his current state, it would be fatal!

“Could it be that this is Senior’s territory? Lord of the restricted area?”

The Son smiled and said calmly.

The dragon can’t speak, it just slowly opens its huge mouth.

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