Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System Chapter 281

Two days have passed.

The world's evil cultivators were shaking, and it was a moment of life and death.

If the ancient races insist on cleaning up evil cultivators, they will be cleaned up sooner or later.

It is not easy for evil repairers to survive, which makes things worse.

No one can come to save them, no one can see hope.

Some people refused to follow, and news of suicides came one after another in Zhongzhou and other continents.

Most of them are high-level evil cultivators, and there are even some geniuses of the clan, and it was only now that they were discovered to be hidden evil cultivators.

But at this time, things changed.

The Divine Phoenix Clan was filled with fairy light, withered trees rejuvenated, and countless mountain peaks and trees grew wildly, turning into primeval forests.

The sky was dyed gold, and in the fire of the Divine Phoenix, there were six stalwart figures vaguely appearing.

"This is... the ascended ancestors of the Divine Phoenix Clan!"

Some people were shocked, and their wills were all summoned. What is this going to do?

The three-day period hasn't come yet, hasn't it?

In the distance, the Suzaku that Nanxuan transformed into felt, and his arrogance became more and more vigorous, burning a raging fire.

"Nan Xuan, this is no longer your era." Divine Phoenix said.

Suzaku on the horizon, there is no echo.

However, at this time, on the mainland of Zhongzhou, it became dark again. A corner of the sky was dyed a blue ink color, the cloud shadow was distorted, and a huge mysterious turtle appeared in the sky.

It spreads thousands of miles, and the clouds of various colors form abstract patterns. It is very rough when you look closely, but it looks very fine when you see the whole picture from a distance of thousands of miles.

Behind it, there is a majestic figure.

"It's that mysterious race!"

On the mainland, more people were in an uproar, and the old Nascent Soul monster recognized it, "It is said that there was once a hidden family who was good at creating distractions. The background is unimaginable. It is said that there were four ascending ancestors!"

What is this concept? Even the Vermilion Bird Clan is recognized as only three, and the Golden Crow Clan has not even appeared in the second place.

They instantly understood that this was to encircle and suppress the old demon Nanxuan!

Li family.

Qi Lao opened his eyes, his eyes were deep, "After all, they have to make a final decision this time, and they won't leave a legacy like last time."

"He's gone." Another old man sighed, "That's fine, Nan Xuan's life is full of vigour, and seeing him off like this is in line with his style."

No one is optimistic about Nanxuan anymore. The two ancient races have joined forces and their strength is above the Vermillion Bird Race. It is useless if the immortals come.

After looking into the distance for a moment and deducing a few breaths in their hearts, they came to the result and stopped paying attention.

Up to now, these two big clans have finally joined forces, and the ending is doomed, so there is no need to pay attention.

Yun He's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, then laughed.

"Wanji, I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go."

After all, the space was distorted, and he disappeared. Li Wanji wanted to keep it, but he could only sigh.

What he has to face is an even more unsolvable family problem.

"Nan Xuan, leave the stage."

In the azure-colored halo, the Xuanwu clan expressed their will.

In the sky above the Divine Phoenix Clan, immeasurable divine light erupted, and a gigantic Divine Phoenix towered down.

"Has the helper called?"

Suzaku let out a weird smile, "There was no such battle three hundred years ago, you really look down on this seat, it's interesting, haha."

"It's nothing interesting, just adding a historical record."

Divine Phoenix spread its wings, and divine flames filled the sky.

"After you fall, you will be used as an admonition to warn the world not to go astray.

In the future, all evil cultivators will see the signs of your fall when they perceive the Great Dao, and think that they will persuade you. "Divine Phoenix spoke up, and the rules were applied, and all sentient beings had a will to manifest.

The laws of the Great Road seem to be changing.

There are great experts who know that this is the highest method, and all the evil cultivators in the future will be afraid of it.

Suzaku listened indifferently, and then looked in the direction of Xuangui, "Shut your head, old man, you broke the steady tradition, I have a hunch that there will be unavoidable disasters in the future.

Do you have avenue rules to impose? "

"No." Xuan Gui stared at Nan Xuan.

"That's it." Violent flames began to erupt around Suzaku, "It was a day earlier, but they should all be ready, and the evil cultivators in the future will create their own way of life.

All, end it. "

Divine Phoenix Clan.

Suzaku tribe.

Xuanwu clan.

All gods, all races.

All the witnesses were nervous or looking forward to it.

They will witness what Nan Xuan's ultimate means will be as a true ascendant.

Three hundred years ago, the tribes killed him without dying. Obviously, he will be prepared this time, and it will become more difficult.

After this battle, will the Divine Phoenix Clan suffer greatly?

What kind of changes will the Suzaku tribe bear?

All beings held their breaths and looked at the sky with a touch of red.

Some young people have already erected their drawing boards, and they will paint with a pen, and they will always put this moment on paper.

Then, Nan Xuan opened his mouth, but this time his voice was weird, or maybe it wasn't him talking at all, but this side of the world.

"From now on, those who punish evil will be cursed.

If you kill one, you will be dyed, and if you kill ten, you will fall.

Those who kill a hundred people will suffer from chaos and panic, and they will not end well.

…”

As the chanting sounded in everyone's mind, the Great Dao boiled like water, the heaven and the earth were safe, the green mountains and green waters remained the same, and there was no imaginary war, but all the monks felt that the world had changed.

Avenue Rules!

They were instantly enlightened, Nan Xuan was sacrificing the Dao with his body, incarnating the rules!

"Kill one to dye, kill ten to fall..."

Someone was repeating the chanting, gradually understood, and became more and more shocked. He was burning his own life and imposing rules on the evil cultivation of the world.

From now on, anyone who kills Xie Xiu will be cursed.

The more you kill, the heavier you get!

As soon as he finished speaking, the horizon brightened, like a crimson sun was born.

It became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to explode and annihilate everything, but in the end it didn't. It turned into thousands of waves in the sea of flames, slowly dimmed and disappeared.

Divine Phoenix said, let him give this world peace, and he gave it.

Xuanwu said that this era no longer belonged to him, and it was time to retire, so he retired.

In front of him were all the enemies of the past. Even if he was defeated, he could take many people away, but he didn't have any of them, and he didn't even really do anything.

He left calmly, the only peripheral light shining on Xie Xiu.

"He is protecting the evil cultivator with his life." Someone muttered to himself.

"I heard that Nanxuan was very belligerent back then, but he didn't take revenge. The last resort was to help those of us who didn't know each other." You Xiexiu stood on the mountain with grief in his heart.

The person holding the pen in his hand and holding the drawing board also looked at it in a daze, unable to write.

Divine Phoenix, Xuanwu.

Several gigantic phantoms stood tall, full of aura, but they were empty in front of them.

The huge sense of oppression they brought made all living beings almost suffocated. At this moment, those phantoms appeared distorted, weird, and indescribable under the light.

This gave people the illusion that Nan Xuan's existence seemed to help them resist the pressure, but now that he is gone, the pressure falls on them.

A chaotic and terrifying emotion created in everyone's heart.

But soon, those phantoms disappeared, the divine light was brilliant, and the wind was calm.

The person holding the pen in his hand suddenly woke up, and then quickly drew the weird scene just now.

Suzaku tribe.

No one spoke.

There was a distortion in the shadow, and the ancestor Yunhe returned. He looked into the distance, full of sentimentality.

Nan Xuan left, no one fought alongside him, and the beasts always walked alone.

"Disciple still can't follow you after all."

He was silent, saluting the distance.

Qi Lao did not salute.

Neither did Yun Zhong, but looking at Yun He, his face seemed unnatural.

"There are three things in the world that are enough for everyone to respect."

Seven old people said, "It's life and death, freedom, love.

Although he took the wrong path, what do you think? "

"Is it still included in the ancestral monument?" Someone suggested.

No one speaks.

Under the Qiushan Temple.

Bai Bing saw the fire in the distant horizon and felt that kind of will.

He finished writing the notes, as well as the suicide note, and put them under the stone crevice.

He didn't have a master, no classmates, and his family had nothing to do with him, so he was handed over to Li Qingsi and a few friends.

Then I sat on the rock, looking at the horizon, thinking about whether the trade-off~www.mtlnovel.com~ was worth it.

If he really died this time, he would lose a lot. He still has a lot of things he wants to do.

But after hearing Nan Xuan's ravings, he was silent for a while, facing the horizon, the first and only real disciple salute.

"Master, go all the way."

"I'm going too."

He took the notes back, put them all in the storage ring, and left nothing.

If he wants to leave, he can leave cleanly, he doesn't want to leave any traces, just like Nan Xuan, it's good to turn it into flames and foam.

If possible, he wanted to erase everyone's memory of him.

Why bother with sentimentality.

He headed up the mountain, walking alone on the barren and rugged mountain road.

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