I can't be a demon

The Kun whale transformed by the true meaning of martial arts smashed heavily.

When the Kun whale touched the thousand-year-old corpse ghost, the west gate collapsed into ruins, and the facial features of the thousand-year-old corpse ghost could be seen sunken into the skull.

"Be submissive in front of monsters, and punch hard in front of ghosts."

Shen Lian followed the thousand-year-old corpse ghost into Yanliang Town, and then there was a muffled sound that echoed ten miles away, and the demon's head rolled out of the gap, dying with eyes wide open.

Ma Wanhu swallowed his saliva, "The reincarnation of Ksitigarbha? Impossible, he doesn't look like he came from Buddhism, he's more like a demon!"

"Corpse Taoist, Madam invites you!!"

The corpse ghost's shouts became more and more intense, abandoning the Jinwu Guards and rushing towards Shen Lian.

Ma Wanhu suddenly realized something, could it be that the corpse Taoist was referring to this person? Isn't it that the White Bone Cave is inviting the other party to the cave?

The corpse ghosts all over the city... are they gifts?

Who is he?

Chapter 130 Shen Lian is Zhen Yuanzi?

When Shen Lian entered the city, he was like a hungry wolf among sheep.

The rich blood attracted a large number of corpse ghosts, but no demon could withstand Shen Lian's punch. Everything he passed was reduced to ashes.

"He is a warrior? Then what are we?"

The Jinwu Guards stood in the air, watching Shen Lian's crazy slaughter of corpse ghosts. The latter's behavior of swallowing resentment with their mouths open was even more demonic than demons, which made them shudder.

Only Zhang Yuanzhen breathed a sigh of relief and rested for a while with his back against the city wall.

As long as Shen Lian was present, it meant that the guardian ghosts were not far away from Yanliang Town. He believed that even if the White Bone Cave descended, it would not hurt them at all.

Zhang Yuanzhen murmured: "I don't know if Ma Wanhu can see through Shen Lian's true and false."

The ghost fires surrounded Yanliang Town, blocking the demons, and Ma Wanhu was also spying on Shen Lian, but the information he got was really limited.

"The blood is extremely strong, as unique as a real dragon, the strength seems to be as vast as the sea, and the horizontal training has reached an unprecedented level..."

Ma Wanhu couldn't understand, he really couldn't understand.

Is Shen Lian strong?

He is absolutely ridiculously strong, even far beyond the ordinary alchemists of the same realm, but Shen Lian's strength is completely traceable.

He has not cultivated internal strength, nor has he ever come into contact with magic power.

The fist and palm skills do have the shadow of the Tianhe secret art of Gao Laozhuang, but Shen Lian has crushed the Tianhe secret art and integrated it into his own martial arts.

Shen Lian's existence seems to prove where the upper limit of mortal talent is!

Just like this, Ma Wanhu can only find it unbelievable, but Di Ting Hu Dao also indirectly shows that Shen Lian's identity cannot be simple.

"Is... Ksitigarbha?"

"Will it indicate that the Tang Dynasty is about to undergo a dramatic change?"

Ma Wanhu gritted his teeth, thinking of the common people in the Tang Dynasty, and immediately cast a spell to leave his body and soul, risking his soul to be scattered, just to see the true face of the Lushan Mountain that followed him.

Then, he heard a strange sound coming from Shen Lian's feet.

In order to ensure sufficient strength, Shen Lian raised the ghost gourd every now and then and took a sip. While eating, there was actually a chewing sound in the shadow.

"The second ghost? Buddhism usually uses white elephants, dragons, etc...."

Before Ma Wanhu finished speaking, he saw an unexpected scene through his three souls.

The shadows in all parts of the city were all one. When Shen Lian killed the corpse ghost, those shadows were protecting the latter's safety in all directions.

Ma Wanhu took a breath of cold air. The one crawling in the shadow was not a Buddhist auspicious beast.

It was Taotie.

Taotie was called a fierce beast in ancient books.

Logically speaking, the auspicious beast Di Ting could not coexist with the fierce beast Taotie, and Ma Wanhu did not remember that there were immortals and Buddhas who used Taotie as mounts.

Could it be that I am ignorant?

Wait!

Ma Wanhu made another discovery, which the other Jinwu guards did not notice. The piles of bones in the city were disappearing bit by bit.

"What is absorbing the bones?"

"There is a third ghost god, whose Taoism has not reached the level of evil spirits. His origin is..."

While Ma Wanhu was stunned, the situation changed drastically.

Just when the Jinwu guards thought that they could suppress the corpse ghosts with Shen Lian's hands, and the disaster caused by the emergence of the White Bone Cave would soon end.

Suddenly.

The resentment surged, and a slender jade hand stretched out from the sea of ​​bones.

"Hehehe."

The laughter was extremely harsh.

The graceful woman pushed aside the bones, and the exposed skin was not bloody at all. For some reason, her body had a kind of uncoordinated weirdness.

Ma Wanhu's expression was solemn, and he recognized the woman at a glance as the... Taoist priest in the White Bone Cave.

Or it would be more appropriate to describe her as a monster.

Whenever the Jinwu guards worshipped in the cave, regardless of gender, age or young, their temperament would change drastically and turn into beautiful young women.

Sure enough, the strange phenomenon caused by the White Bone Cave in Yanliang Town was purposeful.

"Hehehe, there are so many handsome men, I wonder which one is the corpse Taoist that my sister likes, and which brother is it~~"

The woman's smiles and frowns revealed a suffocating charm, and even Ma Wanhu's heartbeat stagnated and his body was dry.

She looked around and picked up a rib to gesture.

"Not bad."

The woman used her nails to cut open the skin and flesh of her abdomen, and exchanged the ribs with herself. When the flesh and organs were exposed, the Jinwu guards present swallowed their saliva without exception.

The Jinwu guards who can reach the sixth level of Yuandan can control their seven emotions and six desires.

But when they saw the woman's organs, they felt that they could not control themselves, and their hearts seemed to be burning with an unknown fire.

The woman fell on Shen Lian and said with a hint of reproach: "Why don't you pay attention to me? Am I not beautiful?"

"Yes, I am beautiful."

The woman frowned slightly.

Unlike others, she was not aware of Shen Lian's aroused lust at all. Instead, she had an...unconcealable appetite?

"My name is Hongxiao, named after my sister."

Hongxiao bit her lip lightly and asked, "Sir, are you a corpse Taoist?"

All the Jinwu guards groaned, not knowing what secret technique Hongxiao was practicing. Their state of mind was affected, and their internal forces started to riot.

Facing the alchemist, the internal strength cultivator seems to be at the lower level of the food chain.

Ma Wanhu couldn't help but look at Shen Lian. As a warrior, the latter should have more difficulty controlling his emotions and desires...

"Miss, you have recognized the wrong person."

Shen Lian stared at Hong Xiao, his eyes slightly red.

Is it lust? No, only the appetite aroused by the magical power of Shibu.

In Shen Lian's eyes, the secret technique performed by Hongxiao made herself more delicious, and suddenly there was a rumble of hunger in her stomach.

Hongxiao's expression froze.

[Female Face Technique] can arouse naked desires in living beings, usually lust for men and jealousy for women. No one is spared.

Why did he have an appetite?

"Master Corpse Taoist, my sister is waiting for you at the Bone Cave..."

Bang!

"Stop talking nonsense!!!"

Shen Lian's body swelled again, and his human features were gone. The real dragon's head opened wide and its mouth was filled with blood, and its fangs shone with a cold light.

"Young Master is so fierce, but I'm afraid he can't touch the hem of my clothes."

Shen Lian stepped into a deep hole with every step, but there was no skill to speak of. He relied purely on physical strength and was not very fast.

"Hey, I just came to see the corpse Taoist that my sister has been dreaming about..."

puff.

Forty-two drops of water from the Milky Way are spit out.

Hongxiao's pupils dilated, the water from the Tianhe hit her head hard, her facial features were sunken, and her body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Boom, boom, boom.