I can't be a demon

Zhang Shen saw that the lights in the martial arts hall were dim and the concentration of resentment was far lower than usual.

The swineherd pushed open the door of Gao's Martial Arts School. He seemed to smell the delicious smell left by Shen Lian and rushed in impatiently.

Zhang Shen and others followed closely.

However, they saw the martial arts training hall in a mess. The walls were covered with marks made by fists and palms, and the courtyard was dotted with potholes of various sizes.

It seemed like a giant beast was wreaking havoc in the Gao Family Martial Arts School.

"Hungry, hungry, hungry!!!!"

The pigherder's appetite was aroused, and he came to a corner of the courtyard on his hands and knees, gnawing at the soil crazily, and the noise he made was deafening.

The soil is only stained with a few drops of blood forced out by Shen Lian to eliminate resentment.

Tian Xian's scalp was numb because the Pigherder was on his upper left side. At the same time, the Pigherder also had his back to the martial arts hall where Shen Lian was.

He complained secretly.

It seems that not only the swineherd will not let Shen Lian go, but the other Jinwu Guards also have to peel off Shen Lian's skin due to cramps. He is so hated.

Zhang Shen and others had no time to pay attention to the pigherder's behavior. They were nervously inspecting the four martial arts halls, their expressions becoming increasingly gloomy.

The scapegoat was badly mutilated, with obvious dents in his chest and abdomen. The pig sand had just been taken away not long ago.

"Who is it? Who is it?!"

Zhang Zhang's eyes were bloodshot, and several of his teeth were broken.

He originally wanted to use the pig sand from the Gao Family Martial Arts School to attack the [Seventh Realm of Dao Ying]. Even if the shortcomings of the pig sand lead to a weak foundation, as long as it condenses into a Tao Ying and worships the cave, it will be nailed down.

Now, everything is empty.

"Senior Brother Zhang, there are still thirty or forty scapegoats in the fourth martial arts hall, and the thousand-year-old scapegoat has not yet appeared."

Zhang Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the thousand-year-old pig sand is here, it will be a blessing in misfortune.

"Qing Tao, which Qianhu of the Tianpeng Sutra is responsible for this."

"It stands to reason that without the help of the swineherd, we would not be able to come to Yongcui Street for the time being."

Qing Tao stared at the pigherder and replied in a deep voice: "It's not like the Tianpeng Sutra monks. There is a weak strength in the traces of the martial arts hall."

"Energy?"

He stretched his legs.

"You can't doubt that Meat Bait is robbing the pig sand, right? Why, the death of more than a dozen strong men on the road made you hallucinate?"

Qing Tao shook his head, but he carefully looked for clues through the secret technique of blessing the sense of smell. No matter how he deduced it, he came to the same conclusion.

Some warriors used their physical strength to forcefully take away hundreds of pig grits.

What makes Qing Tao most unbelievable is that there may only be one person from beginning to end, yes, he alone completes the push of Gao's martial arts school.

"Qing Tao, that person should not be far away from the Gao Family Martial Arts School, and it is impossible to digest a large amount of pig sand in a short period of time to find him!"

Zhang Shen said coldly: "Just let him spit it out as he puts it in his stomach!"

Qing Tao didn't reply. Suddenly, resentment from Gao's martial arts school gathered towards the courtyard, causing the pigherder's chewing action to stop abruptly.

"Thousand-year-old scapegoat..."

Zhang Shen showed resentment on his face. Since the thousand-year-old scapegoat awakened early, the person who took away their opportunity was probably still in the Gao Family Martial Arts School.

Everyone looked towards the courtyard and couldn't help but fall into confusion when they saw the thousand-year-old scapegoat.

The thousand-year-old scapegoat is a little over three meters tall, and his body is filled with solid muscles. The aura he exudes is not internal strength, but strength.

The most ridiculous thing in the world is that warriors are really trying to steal food from the tiger's mouth.

Rumble.

"Hungry, Wang Jin is hungry!"

The pigherder smelled something similar to Shen Lian and couldn't hold back his appetite anymore. He broke through several walls and went straight to the thousand-year-old scapegoat.

The thousand-year-old stand-in ghost took the initiative to attack, and struck out with a wave of tide punch that contained three or four points of true meaning. Every move he made was very close to the bronze-body Dharma.

Qing Tao's pupils shrank, and the thousand-year-old scapegoat proved that his deduction was correct.

Boom.

The pigherder's face was sunken, and he was knocked back more than ten meters by Hai Chao Fist.

Minced meat splattered everywhere.

Under the influence of resentment, the broken meat grew into a dolphin ghost with five hundred years of Taoism in the blink of an eye, causing Gao's martial arts hall to fall into chaos.

A Jinwu guard accidentally entered the courtyard by mistake, and two dolphin ghosts were approaching little by little, drooling.

"It's me, senior brother, master..."

The dolphin ghosts swarmed forward without hesitation, and soon there were screams.

Qing Tao said in horror: "Elder brother has gone completely crazy. We must find the warrior hiding in the dark. Otherwise, even if the stand-in ghost dies for a thousand years, we will not be able to calm Eldest brother."

"Go away, where is this warrior from? Qingtao, just wish yourself well."

Zhang Shen pushed Qing Tao away, leaving nothing but thousand-year-old pig grit in his heart.

He knew that the Pigherder was almost immortal in Gao Laozhuang, and that the Millennium Stand Ghost could not stop the Pigherder. As long as he obtained the Millennium Pig Sand, he would not care about the lives of the other juniors.

The fierce battle between thousand-year-old demons is getting more and more intense, and the number of dolphin ghosts is also increasing.

Zhang stretched out his hand to hold the breathing charm, ignored his junior brothers who were besieged along the way, and fled into the relatively complete fourth martial arts hall.

As long as he lasts until the Gao Family Martial Arts School is destroyed, he can reap the benefits.

Zhang Shen seems to have seen the scene of stepping into the Seventh Realm of Daoying, and then becoming a disciple of the Immortal Family. What does the ordinary world of the same disciple have to do with me.

Hoo ho ho.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhang's steps paused slightly, and he heard his heart beating like a drum in his ears.

It is in the fourth martial arts training hall.

Chapter 99 Beaten to death, clues to taking office

The heartbeat only lasted for two or three breaths, and then came a terrifying heat wave.

The scapegoat who was half hanging on the beam let out bursts of wailing.

If they hadn't been restricted by the rules of the Gao Family Martial Arts Hall, they would have escaped from the martial arts hall long ago. The person in the same room was a big demon who eats ghosts but doesn't spit out bones!

Zhang Shen was stunned, and belatedly looked towards the corner.

The breath-suppressing talisman covering Shen Lian was about to turn into ashes, and his figure became looming in the martial arts hall, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.

"He he he..."

Zhang Shen was sweating profusely, and the strength sensed by his spiritual sense would never be fake.

Warrior?

Warrior? ! !

Even though Shen Lian was sitting cross-legged in the house, his body was still more than two meters tall, and his muscle lines were as clear as a spider web, and even formed an extremely hideous face on his back.

Zhang Shen touched his mouth and nose in embarrassment, and blood oozes out.

You know, the Tianpeng Sutra is an internal skill that is good at physical strength. Feng Qianhu can even escape from the hands of a demon with three thousand years of Taoism.

As a result, he just faced the blood and qi of a strong man, which caused his organs to be injured.

What Zhang Shen found most difficult to accept was that the other party was only at the second level of Yuandan, and seemed to have been in seclusion in the martial arts hall to break through the bottleneck.

With ghosts and monsters lurking outside, how could he have the leisure to practice?

Zhang Shen's heart of Taoism was affected, and the peculiarity of the pig-like transformation was intensifying, and the internal force became turbid, getting closer and closer to the breath of demons.

"Impossible! He must not be a warrior!!!"

"The strong man is just a meat bait, he just deliberately hides his internal force, yes, he wants to induce me through strength, yes..."

Zhang Shen muttered to himself like a madman, but the intensification of the peculiarity was difficult to stop.

The internal strength is generally related to the peculiarity. After all, the Jinwu Guard is more inclined to demons, and the intensification of the peculiarity means that it is becoming a demon.

Rumble.

The wall of the martial arts hall collapsed.

The fat head of the pig herder squeezed into the house, and his greedy eyes stared at Shen Lian, wishing to swallow the blood food in one gulp.

The thousand-year-old scapegoat was severely injured and disappeared.

The pig herder had been fighting for a long time, but his breath was not weakened at all. Instead, his size had exceeded ten meters without knowing it.

"Hungry, Wang Jincai is hungry!!"

The pig herder stuck out his long tongue and rolled it towards Shen Lian.

Shen Lian opened his eyes.