I can't be a demon

"Brother Qingfeng Mingyue, what happened in the 27th year of Zhenguan?"

Qingfeng Mingyue was stunned, and then he trembled all over, "Fruit Tasting Conference! There was absolutely no disaster in the 27th year of Zhenguan!"

"Wuzhuang Temple is still alive and well, Master just went to Shangqingtian!!"

Qingfeng Mingyue was furious, and there were countless voices whispering in his ears. Instinctively told him that the man in front of him was just a blood food.

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes, "Since Wuzhuang Temple was destroyed in the 27th year of Zhenguan, Zhen Yuanzi's magical powers should not be."

"You must know something, I must eat you!" Qingfeng Mingyue stepped forward, and countless arms stretched out as he approached Shen Lian.

You can see that the arms are all the limbs of many earthly immortals in Wuzhuang Temple.

"Merge with us!!!"

Just when the arm was about to touch Shen Lian.

Clang.

The dazzling sword light burst out.

Shen Lian passed by him and groaned. A shallow scar appeared on his chest. It was a minor wound, but it could not be repaired by any conventional means.

The scar separated the flesh and blood, which showed Qingfeng Mingyue's taboo.

Of course, the bone blade was not unsheathed without any gain. Qingfeng Mingyue's skin became wrinkled, like an insect about to break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly.

The martial arts true meaning of the horizontal sword style quietly acted on Qingfeng Mingyue.

Shen Lian forced the wound to close temporarily and swung the bone blade.

The bone blade pierced into the spine, and the man and the sword became one. The giant's body expanded further, and blades grew out of the joints of his hands and feet.

"Skin off."

A thin layer of skin peeled off Qingfeng Mingyue's body.

The horizontal sword style, which had been accumulating power for a long time, directly cut off five hundred years of Taoism.

The consciousness of reconciliation in Qingfeng Mingyue's body began to work again, and he could not hold back the idea of ​​devouring Shen Lian at all, and became restless.

"Brothers, let me give you a quick death."

When Shen Lian mentioned his junior brother, Qingfeng Mingyue's roar stopped abruptly.

Qingfeng Mingyue stood there in a daze, seeming to be trying to recall something, but his memory was extremely mixed, so he could only beat his head in annoyance.

Shen Lian rushed over against the corpse gas, and a lot of knife light surrounded him.

He didn't rush to use the martial arts golden body.

After all, his cultivation was only the second level of Shenyou, and the martial arts golden body could not be maintained for a long time. He had to figure out Qingfeng Mingyue's weakness.

The fists and palms swung, mixed with some meaning of the Thousand Arms Fist.

Bang bang bang bang.

Shen Lian hit Qingfeng Mingyue, and used the wisdom eye magic as soon as he made contact.

[Successful identification, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.23%]

[Successful identification, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +0.18%]

………

The fist landed on Qingfeng Mingyue, and a gap was immediately blown open. The splattered flesh and bones turned into resentment and returned to Shen Lian's mouth and nose.

Shen Lian frowned slightly and noticed that Qingfeng Mingyue had dozens of legs and feet rooted in the ground.

The gap caused by the wisdom eye was mostly restored in a few breaths.

"Hiss, the ginseng fruit tree is providing him with corpse qi, and the water grinding kung fu can't kill him at all."

Shen Lian exchanged injuries for injuries, and gradually fine scars appeared. Because they could not heal, the flow of qi and blood inevitably stagnated.

Qingfeng Mingyue did not fight back for the time being, but blocked them one by one with countless arms.

He seemed to recognize Shen Lian's identity, and murmured: "It's you, it's you..."

Shen Lian sighed secretly.

It can be confirmed that the Wuzhuang Temple in the surface world is real.

Roar!!!

Qingfeng Mingyue let out a deafening wail, and spewed out bones from its bloody mouth, piercing Shen Lian's shoulder who was unable to react.

Leaving an indelible scar.

Shen Lian no longer hesitated. If it weren't for the ginseng fruit tree turning upside down every ten days, Qingfeng Mingyue would be the best experience brush.

"Wish you good luck. One day in the future, when I have enough cultivation, I will definitely free the souls of the brothers and sisters in Wuzhuang Temple."

"Now, it's time for you to rest."

Strength scattered.

The martial arts golden body merged into the body and soul.

Shen Lian only activated the immortal golden body, and his image was just a human-shaped demon, but if he drove the martial arts golden body, he would immediately become an indescribable... monster, the interpretation of martial arts in the eyes of martial artists.

He sat cross-legged in the air, and the martial arts golden body covered with flesh and bones.

The hot white smoke dispersed, and the sound of flesh and bones proliferating was heard.

"Open."

The martial arts true domain unfolded, and the specific form of expression was [All things can teach martial arts].

Boom! ! !

The soil combined with each other and turned into arms to open the breeze and moon.

Shen Lian maintained a cross-legged posture, and more than a dozen golden body techniques from the peerless demons were all melted into one furnace, and the external performance was...

Horrifying! ! !

Shen Lian raised his arms, and the vision of the Thousand Arms Fist appeared, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.

With a look that was more demonic than the demon, the extreme contrast was creepy.

At the same time, it naturally revealed a sense of ethereal and compassionate, which was simply a combination of immortals, Buddhas, and demons.

Shen Lian took a deep breath, and his fists covered the breeze and moon.

Since there is a ginseng fruit tree to provide corpse qi, I will forcibly break the balance.

The breeze and moon stopped roaring, and their expressions were seriously entangled together. The scars left on Shen Lian's body have begun to affect the speed.

One person and one ghost fought from the south to the north of Wuzhuang Temple, and the building collapsed into ruins.

Shen Lian gritted his teeth. His worsening injuries only made him more determined to fight. Except for the ginseng fruit tree in the center of Wuzhuang Temple, the rest of the ground collapsed by more than ten meters, and gravel flew everywhere.

If the battle continued, it was hard to say who would win.

Shen Lian kept looking for flaws.

"If it doesn't work, let's retreat to the world for now. Anyway, there are still thirty days before the Fruit Tasting Conference."

Suddenly, Qingfeng Mingyue's aura became unfamiliar, and his face turned into a middle-aged man, with a cold expression, he slashed out a sharp sword light.

Shen Lian recognized the other party as the true disciple of Zhen Yuanzi, Taoist Hufeng.

The sword light flashed by.

Shen Lian seized the opportunity, and Taoist Hufeng's consciousness seized the body, making Qingfeng Mingyue's corpse gas unstable for a moment.

His body swelled again, and the martial arts golden body formed a halo behind his head. He looked down at Qingfeng Mingyue from a high place, and put his thousand arms together.

The eighth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform was looming between his eyebrows, blessing the thousand-arm fist.

The nine dragon heads bit the sword light hard, even if half of his mouth was broken, Shen Lian did not hesitate to come within ten meters of Qingfeng Mingyue.

Bang.

Taoist Hufeng smiled without saying a word, letting Shen Lian's fist hit him.

"Little Junior Brother is not bad."

[Appraisal completed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +1.76%]

[Ksitigarbha Yama reaches 10.07%, martial arts points +20]

Hufeng Taoist smiled and disappeared, nodding slightly to Shen Lian before disappearing, Qingfeng Mingyue's breath showed irreversible decline.

Shen Lian frowned, and then a similar situation happened again.

He Taoist occupied Qingfeng Mingyue's body, and spiritual light shot out from his eyes.

Shen Lian's forty-two arms were stacked on top of each other to block his chest, and the spiritual light penetrated more than a dozen arms before dissipating, and the blood of the underworld flowed.

Another palm.

[Appraisal completed, Ksitigarbha Yama experience +1.20%]

Shen Lian had just put away his arms, and the earth immortals who had once been in Wuzhuang Temple took turns to occupy Qingfeng Mingyue.

They didn't seem to be fighting for their lives, but more like feeding moves between fellow disciples. After a test, they were willing to die at the hands of Shen Lian.