I can't be a demon

They watch their companions turn into cold corpses every day, with their heads hanging from the eaves after death, but they have no doubts.

Since childhood, the elders in the family have described Beihai Dragon Palace as a palace for immortals, where mortals can live forever after moving in, rather than as blood food.

"Why."

Xi Baolin let out a long sigh and was about to speak to comfort him.

"We warriors are not just shrimps in the sea, eaten by fish and turtles."

Suddenly, he noticed that Hong Changli stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the door of the study, and stared at him infatuatedly.

The study was brightly lit, and Shen Lian's back was printed on the window paper.

Shen Lian's head shone brightly, attracting all the warriors to gather around him.

"The perfect lantern technique..."

Hong Changli burst into tears and activated the lantern technique to confirm repeatedly that the lantern technique mastered by Shen Lian was indeed in a state of perfection.

Once upon a time, he was a famous martial arts fanatic in his hometown.

He set foot on Xiantian in his early twenties, but there were very few martial arts inheritances along the coast. After that, he couldn't make any progress for the next ten years.

After careful consideration, Hong Changli chose to join the Dragon Palace and become a strongman.

With his cultivation in the Five Innate Realms, there were almost no obstacles, but in the end all he obtained was a lantern technique.

Moreover, Beihai Dragon Palace was afraid that the Lantern Law would be spread, so it also deleted and edited the content.

Hong Changli did not expect that there would be someone in the world who could perfect the lantern technique, and at the same time, he was not afraid of the real dragon, and his back seemed extremely straight.

Unspeakable intimidation came to their faces, and everyone held their breath and did not dare to speak.

Chen Gui said to himself: "Even if there is demonic energy blocking me, I can still detect the energy and blood. He...is he a warrior in the sixth realm of Yuan Dan?"

"It's a pity." Hong Changli said regretfully: "No matter how strong a warrior is, he is just the blood of a real dragon. No one is an exception."

Boom! ! !

The next moment, the doors and windows opened in unison.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

However, after the movement spread hundreds of meters, it was obscured by the shadow formed by the bone blade.

All the warriors' eyes fell on the smoke and dust in the study, and then they noticed the scholar Xiao Bailong circling in the air.

Scholar Xiao Bailong's expression was stiff and full of disbelief.

"Rikishi? Is he really a Rikishi? Hahahaha, Rikishi Little White Dragon?!!"

A strong wind blew up.

Shen Lian put his hands behind his back, his dragon fish robe flashed with precious light excitedly, and his hot energy and blood burned the study with its strength.

The air around him was boiling, and the vegetation was yellow and withered.

The warriors had never seen such a shocking martial art. They were stunned in place, unable to believe that a warrior could compete with a real dragon.

Even if it's just for a moment, even Shen Lian will still be reduced to blood food.

The scholar Xiao Bailong greedily absorbed the energy and blood, and his own moral conduct increased slightly, and he immediately gave up the idea of ​​seizing his body and refining.

"It's absolutely ridiculous. Blood food is blood food. How can it be served on the table?"

He looked at Shen Lian with disgust, "It doesn't matter if you waste pure dragon blood. If you eat you, you can break free from the damn shackles."

"oh?"

"If you like to swallow blood, fine, I'll let you swallow it all!"

Shen Lian took a step and his body began to expand.

The smoke and dust disappeared just in time, and all the warriors looked up at a huge giant standing in front of them, which was more than ten meters tall.

The muscles show spider web patterns, like rocks carved by nature. The thick arms imply unparalleled strength. During the breath, a hurricane is set off out of thin air in the study.

It was the first time for all the warriors to see that the qi and blood were so strong that they suppressed the demonic qi.

Completely subverting their understanding of martial arts for many years.

The main reason is that the coastal area is relatively closed, and they have been worshiping the Dragon Palace for many years, so they have no idea that martial arts has flourished inland.

The scholar Xiao Bailong's pupils were shaking, and he blurted out: "Are you a strongman? Impossible, how can there be such a powerful strongman?"

Shen Lian smiled indifferently and disappeared from the spot.

Bang.

The ground sank by more than half a meter.

Immediately afterwards, all the warriors witnessed a scene that was impossible to see in their dreams.

The scholar's little white dragon's forehead exploded with blood mist, and then a fist mark appeared. Shen Lian grabbed the twisted dragon's neck and dug his nails into the scales.

When Shen Lian landed, he grabbed the scholar Xiao Bailong and smashed him hard.

puff.

The scholar Xiao Bailong vomited blood, and most of the study collapsed. Several chains on his back were torn off, and the flesh and blood were peeled off, leaving the white bones exposed.

"You... are a human immortal. You are not the strongest little white dragon, but you are the strongest human immortal!"

The scholar Xiao Bailong struggled with his limbs, but was unable to break through Shen Lian's defense.

Shen Lian said calmly: "Remember, you were torn apart by blood food."

"No."

With both arms exerting force together, scholar Xiao Bailong's neck was unable to resist at all, and the spine in his body was even pulled out by the roots.

Shen Lian glanced at the warriors, threw the dragon corpse into the alchemy furnace, and submerged it into the depths of the Dragon Palace.

The warriors looked at Shen Lian's back, and a seed called [Martial Arts] took root and sprouted in their hearts. They never thought that a warrior could crush a real dragon alive.

Decades of belief in the true dragon are being shattered.

The warriors gritted their teeth and found lanterns with human heads scattered on the ground not far away, and the dragon's blood had soaked the dead heads.

Why?

Why is the real dragon superior to the strong man? Why is it not the dragon head hanging outside the house? !

Shen Lian gradually disappeared into the darkness, and all the warriors couldn't help but feel confused. The depths of the Dragon Palace were a restricted area for the alchemists.

"It's unrealistic to fight against Dragon Palace."

"I...I am too old. I will never be able to catch up if my energy and blood decline."

"The Dragon Palace will send someone soon. The death of the real dragon has nothing to do with us. Maybe the North Sea Dragon King will let us go."

Hong Changli listened to the chatter of others and reached out to pick up a piece of real dragon meat.

He threw the dragon meat into his mouth and chewed it. Even though his mouth was rotten due to the erosion of the remaining demonic energy, he did not mean to stop.

"Pah."

"It's so fucking delicious. I want to catch one to taste."

Hong Changli followed Shen Lian without hesitation, and then Chen Gui also left.

Xi Baolin shook his head and reminded: "You will die if you stay in the study. It's better to fight. At least you will die in a proper way instead of hanging in front of the house."

Only two people did not move, and the rest of the strong men followed Shen Lian's footsteps.

The bone blade retracted the shadow it released, and the Dragon Palace shook. While the two strong men were stunned, a huge dragon head appeared in front of them.

"Dragon... Dragon King!!"

The two strong men kowtowed enthusiastically and began to describe Shen Lian's appearance.

The Dragon King of the North Sea ignored them, and his soul scanned the study meticulously, thinking with an expression of neither joy nor sorrow.

"He is very strong."

"Stronger than most little white dragons, but I am the Bodhisattva of the Eight Heavenly Dragons."

"I am destined to be the only white dragon horse."

The Dragon King of the North Sea swallowed the two strong men in one gulp, and the latter turned into pus and blood as soon as they entered his throat, and their screams stopped abruptly, ending up with no remains of their bodies.

He looked into the depths of the Dragon Palace, revealing a little fear.

"The spies of the three dragon kings have already noticed this little white dragon. It is rare to take over a body with pure dragon blood. I don't want to let it go."

The Dragon King of the North Sea was silent for a long time, and then thought to himself.

"As long as he doesn't die in the mouths of those crazy dragons, he is still a good chess piece."

"It just so happens that there are too many little white dragons in the Four Seas Dragon Palace. Use this strong man to lead them all to the underworld and swallow them one by one."

The Dragon King of the North Sea retreated to the central main hall, and the Dragon Palace returned to silence.

Chapter 349: Raising Gu in the Four Seas Dragon Palace

The North Sea Dragon Palace did not cause any disturbance because of Shen Lian, but all the alchemists could sense that something was wrong. The old dragon, who was approaching the end of his life, was obviously unable to hold back any longer.