I can't be a demon

Ghost Mom merged into the shop, and the walls turned into flesh and blood while growing arms and legs.

Ghost Dad was at the door, and Nian'er stood timidly behind.

Just when the two sides were about to fight, Qinghe walked into the open space where the white-bone Taoist priests gathered, and the fake Bodhisattva restrained his resentment without any warning.

"Well, five fake Bodhisattvas with two thousand years of Taoism, two fake Bodhisattvas with three thousand years of Taoism, hehe, and a sneaky weapon ghost."

The strength of the sneaky weapon ghost is indeed not as good as that of ordinary sneaky ghosts, but it is still full of treasures.

After more than four thousand years of Taoism, the state of the fake Bodhisattva became more and more unstable, and arms grew out of the ribs, which looked extremely twisted.

After all, weapon ghosts are acquired creations, and they are inevitably limited.

Qinghe glanced at the pawnshop with regret.

If it weren't for the fact that Shopkeeper Tu could assist Master Zi in refining weapon ghosts, and his origin was unknown, she wouldn't mind the harvest of three more ghost remains.

"The fake Bodhisattvas probably rioted because of the ghosts in the shop. Even if it wasn't Madam who kept it in the trident bone, it was some uncle or uncle."

Qinghe was only at the seventh level of Dao Infant, but he seemed to be at ease in the face of many fake Bodhisattvas.

In theory, even if it was a Taoist priest, his strength was not enough to face the evil weapon ghost.

But Taoist priests are different from Taoist priests. The resources that true disciples can enjoy far exceed those of outer disciples whose bodies have not been reshaped.

Qinghe took out a talisman engraved with mysterious patterns from his arms.

Put it on his forehead.

The fake Bodhisattvas showed fear on their faces and gathered towards Qinghe.

"Come, let me take a look."

As soon as Qinghe finished speaking, the evil weapon ghost slowly approached the talisman, lowered his head, and let the former break one of his arms.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"After all, it is a refined weapon ghost. The whole skeleton is unusable. Hehe, but it should be good for refining pills and weapons."

"Get rid of it as soon as possible, don't affect the layout of Huaguo Mountain."

Qinghe closed his eyes and communicated with the spirit talisman. The ground suddenly shook. Countless white bone chains tied up the fake Bodhisattva and gradually pulled it deep into the ground.

It will take some time for the White Bone Cave to get rid of the fake Bodhisattva.

In order to ensure that no fish slipped through the net, Qinghe did not intend to dismantle the magic circle, allowing the other white bone alchemists to endure the aftermath of the fake Bodhisattva's struggle.

Some white bone alchemists with shallow cultivation have already become demonized.

In a sense, the outer disciples in the eyes of the true disciples may be similar to the views of the alchemists on the Jinwu Guards.

"Wait."

Qinghe raised his eyebrows and stared at the backyard of the pawnshop, "There should be another fake Bodhisattva hiding in the store..."

"Hehe."

Qinghe opened his mouth and spit out a white bone banana fan in his palm.

The banana fan is obviously a lower-grade magic weapon. It can be seen that it is related to Han Zhongli. It should be the remains left by the latter in the cave.

"Wind."

Qinghe swung the banana fan, and a hurricane appeared out of thin air.

Boom.

The hurricane hit the courtyard unexpectedly, the wall collapsed, and a two-meter deep pit appeared. The white bone powder raised was as much as a hundred pounds.

The old man knew that his hope of survival had come, and he hurriedly tried to break free from the magic circle.

The other white bone Taoist priests were surprised, and Qinghe couldn't help but step forward a few steps.

I saw a man jumping out of the bottom of the deep pit unscathed, without any magic power to protect himself, and the exposed skin was only a little purple.

And in a few breaths, the purple bruises disappeared.

Just relying on the flesh, resisting the attack of the magic weapon driven by the seventh realm of Dao Infant with all his strength?

Is he a human or a monster! !

The ghost father was full of resentment, and the ghost mother also faintly protected Shen Lian after integrating into the store, and Nian'er was even divided into figures all over the mountains.

Shen Lian quickly comforted the three ghost dads and walked out of the backyard.

When he was exposed, the fake Bodhisattva became even crazier, and even broke free from some of the restraints from the White Bone Cave, roaring incessantly.

"Mine! Mine!!"

Qinghe's pupils shrank slightly.

It was not until this moment that she realized that the fake Bodhisattva was rioting because of the man in front of her.

"Is he... a Taoist priest? Or a demon? No, there is indeed a ghost in his body. Is he using his body to raise a ghost?"

Qinghe could clearly sense that the ghost was devouring the man's flesh and blood, and his Taoism was skyrocketing.

"What kind of Taoist inheritance of the cave can make the body more delicious than a warrior, or is he... a Taoist infant warrior?"

Qinghe was puzzled, and even more confused about Shen Lian's purpose.

The resentment emitted by Shen Lian reached its peak, and a half-real and half-virtual ghost appeared behind him, which was a giant statue of Guanyin of 13 or 14 meters.

"Daoyou, good trick!"

Qinghe smiled charmingly, "You can raise a ghost Bodhisattva through a fake Bodhisattva. Your ghost raising method is not inferior to that of the White Bone Cave."

Shen Lian smiled without saying anything, and secretly activated the Guanyin Summoning Magical Method.

[Do you want to consume 4 points to combine the Yin-Yang Longevity Pillar and the Guanyin Summoning Magical Method]

"Sure."

Qinghe saw that Shen Lian was not interested, and his expression became cold, "Daoyou, the White Bone Cave is not a place you can come to whenever you want."

"No matter what your purpose is, today..."

"Purpose?" Shen Lian interrupted.

"Of course, it's to eat it."

Qinghe's eyes widened, and there was indeed a creepy chewing sound coming from Shen Lian's body, and the ghost phantom behind him let out a sharp wail.

In just a moment, the thousand-year-old ghost became the nutrient of Yunling Daoying.

Shen Lian licked his lips. The requirements for the four transformations of the Pillar Method were far more than the previous ones, and it was still a little short of integrating the Guanyin Summoning Magical Method.

"Hehehe."

In the eyes of everyone, the only thing that can eat demons is demons! !

"Master, why don't you and I discuss it and hand over the fake Bodhisattva to me? I just like this."

Shen Lian disappeared instantly.

Clang.

I saw a brilliant meteorite flash by.

The bone blade was unsheathed, and the three fake Bodhisattvas with lower Taoism were separated from their heads and bodies. The white-bone Taoist priests who witnessed it felt as if they fell into an ice cave.

Qinghe, who was facing the knife light at close range, saw the clues at the first time.

Martial arts! Unprecedented martial arts!

Isn't he...

Whoosh.

The white-bone spine extended outward and directly penetrated the severely injured fake Bodhisattva.

The corpse made a muffled sound, and after it turned into ashes and smoke, it turned into a sea of ​​grievances, which then poured into Shen Lian's mouth and nose, and the occupation panel showed prompts one after another.

[Fishing for fake Bodhisattva, Lotus Blood Species Experience +0.31%]

[Fake Bodhisattva identification completed, Ksitigarbha Side Rebirth Experience +0.01%]

………

Qinghe's face was ashen.

It took only ten breaths from beginning to end, and three two-thousand-year-old ghosts became the dead souls under Shen Lian's knife.

That knife was indeed extraordinary, but it should not be able to kill the fake Bodhisattva instantly. Why did it feel that the ghosts' resentment was dispersed.

"I didn't expect that I, Qinghe, could be used as a wedding dress by others."

Qinghe wanted to take back the talisman, but he felt a crisis like a thorn in his back.

Roar!!!

The bone blade merged with the knife.

Everyone was still immersed in the sharpness of the horizontal knife, and their hearts were shocked. The white bone evil dragon over 20 meters long came into view.

The dragon head bit a fake Bodhisattva, which was already restrained, and with the unreasonableness of the wisdom eye, the fake Bodhisattva seemed vulnerable.

Qinghe looked unwilling, watching the fake Bodhisattva become Shen Lian's nutrients.