I can't be a demon

"Why do I feel that all monsters are transformed from mortals?"

The statue murmured, and then a figure slowly walked out of it.

The body was protected by a sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform, just like the scene of the immortal Buddha descending to the world in the classics, which made the head lion a little at a loss for a moment.

"Interesting."

The lions all have human faces, and their appearances are 50% similar. They feel like blood-related siblings, and their characteristics come from the head lion.

How to say it, it seems that the lions are all bred by the head lion.

Shen Lian stretched out his hand and stored the minced meat in the fruit core. Now that he is practicing Lingtai Fangcunxin, the resources of the elixir fruit are always insufficient.

[The remains of the human-faced lion monster]

[Originally an ordinary mortal, he was transformed by the ancestor worship magic of Panhuan Cave and is the 36th generation disciple of Tuanxiang. ]

The head lion felt that he could not fight, so he turned around and ran away in panic.

Zuo Yan collapsed to the ground. He had been sleepless for more than half a month and had already fallen on the edge of collapse. After being relieved of a heavy burden, his flesh and blood began to dissolve.

Shen Lian hurriedly protected Zuo Yan and poured a mouthful of medicinal wine into his mouth.

With the power of the medicine to replenish his internal strength, the dissolution of Zuo Yan's flesh and blood came to an abrupt end. Fortunately, the Dao infant condensed by the [Tiger Hill Sutra] was in the Niwan Palace, and the importance of the head was far greater than the body.

The wound on the neck had begun to germinate.

"Thank you, Lord Shen..."

"It's okay, Zuo Qianhu, have you seen the real body of the Great Ape Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable?"

"No."

Zuo Yan couldn't help but shudder, and then added: "We all know that the Great Ape Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable is related to you, so we didn't pay much attention to the rumors of the evil monster at that time..."

"As a result, a disaster suddenly swept Taiyuan Town." Zuo Yan closed his eyes in pain, "Mortals will be transformed into human-faced lion monsters sooner or later. It's too late, it's too late."

"What is the magical power of the evil monster?"

"Assimilation, or reproduction, makes any living creature turn into a lion monster."

"And all the demons and alchemists in Panhuan Cave [share the same magical power]. No matter who is contaminated by their evil spirit, they will become monsters."

According to the information identified by the wise eye, the human-faced lion monster just killed is the 36th generation.

Shen Lian has never seen such a strange and inexplicable magical power, like a zombie virus, which shows that the source of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng is extremely terrifying.

Zuo Yan's face changed drastically.

"Not good! Lord Shen, don't let the hundred-year-old lion monster escape!"

"The head lion is the 35th generation disciple. It won't be long before hundreds of lion monsters are infected, enough to form a monster tide!!"

"Don't worry, I am not a soft-hearted person."

Shen Lian's mind moved, and the Yunling Dao Infant appeared in his palm.

When the Dao Infant showed its light, Zuo Yan couldn't help swallowing his saliva repeatedly, and the smell of blood and food that pierced the heart and spleen spread to a range of a hundred miles.

A moment later.

More than a dozen lion monsters gathered around.

The lion group couldn't control their instinctive greed at all. Even though they knew it was extremely dangerous, there seemed to be a voice repeating in their hearts.

Eating this person can add four or five hundred years of Taoism! ! !

Shen Lian swept across the monsters.

Except for the head lion, the rest of the lion monsters were just transformed not long ago, still with the characteristics of wild beasts, and there were traces of demonic erosion on their backs.

In just a few minutes, the head lion infected the wild beasts and reproduced a group of offspring.

To be precise, it was the 36th generation disciple of Panhuan Cave.

"Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng is definitely a peerless demon with ten thousand years of Taoism. The wisdom eye supernatural power calls this supernatural power [ancestor worship], which is not inferior to Madam Bai Gu and Yin Wenjiao, the mother of the human body."

While Shen Lian was stunned, more than a dozen 36th generation disciples had completely taken shape.

They have only been in Taoism for two or three years, but there is almost no disadvantage of the supernatural power of ancestor worship. The transformed lion monster is a real monster.

"Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng?"

"It's clearly the ancestor of zombies. My God, the ten thousand year old monsters are more terrifying than each other."

Shen Lian flicked his finger, and the blood diluted a hundred times fell into the lion group, but the 36th generation disciples could not bear the nutrients of blood and qi.

The lion group died suddenly.

"It's really weird."

Shen Lian secretly performed the fishing supernatural power, and the soul of the monster sank into the mouth of the Taoist baby.

The head lion was full of horror. Shen Lian's behavior of swallowing souls was not ordinary at all. It was clearly a demon with profound Taoism.

Wait!

The head lion tilted his head and looked around, and found that Shen Lian was somewhat similar to the Great Ape Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable.

"You, you, you... you are the Great Ape Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable?!!"

"So what?"

The head lion's eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but say: "Hahaha, we came to Panhuan Cave just for you. It won't be long before you will become the tenth generation lion uncle of Panhuan Cave!"

"Then what?"

"Don't you feel so honored? That's the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor!"

Shen Lian had no expression on his face.

The head lion added: "If you continue to harm your fellow lion brothers, even if you join Panhuan Cave, the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor will punish you."

Shen Lian restrained his breath, and the head lion shook his head, "Since the Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor has taken a fancy to you, it is the immortal fate of you, the Great Ape Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable!"

"Hehe."

Shen Lian realized the horror of ancestor worship. As long as Jiuling Yuansheng is not dead, generations of disciples will continue to use ancestor worship to reproduce.

Although there are only thirty-six generations, the actual number of lions may exceed ten thousand.

The lions are the descendants of Jiuling Yuansheng and the Dharma body of Jiuling Yuansheng. They are worthy of being the mounts of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun.

But then again, the ancestral worship magic is enough to make the Tang Dynasty fall.

Why did Panhuan Cave remain silent before?

If it weren't for Tuanxiang, one of the seven lions, who wanted to take him in as his offspring, Shen Lian would have rarely heard of the name of Panhuan Cave before.

Could it be that Jiuling Yuansheng was afraid of something like the other great demons?

"I am the 35th generation disciple of Tuanxiang Lion Ancestor. If Uncle Lion is willing, please go to Taiyuan Town with me and enter Panhuan Cave."

"No hurry."

Shen Lian's attitude eased, and Zuo Yan beside him was a little anxious.

Taiyuan Town was almost lost, and only Shen Lian could influence the situation. If he chose to become a disciple of Panhuan Cave, the consequences would be disastrous.

Shen Lian smiled, "I have long heard of the name of Jiuling Yuansheng. I was Meng Lang before, so I am willing to worship in Panhuan Cave."

"Okay, I will take the initiative to meet the ancestor of the elephant lion, and the dispute here can be forgiven."

Shen Lian nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hand to grab his left arm, "Let me cut off one arm as an apology, I hope Brother Lion can say a few words."

The left arm fell off, and there was no blood at the broken end.

"You are sensible..."

Zuo Yan opened his mouth wide, not understanding Shen Lian's purpose.

The head lion stared at the broken arm greedily, and could no longer hold back his appetite. He lowered his head to tear the flesh and swallowed it whole.

What surprised it was that the flesh and blood turned into nutrients without digesting it.

Roar!!!

The head lion kept stretching his limbs, and the demonic energy in his body began to boil, and a large number of twisted lines appeared on the surface of the elephant skin.

The Taoism was approaching six hundred years in the blink of an eye.

Zuo Yan was about to speak but stopped, but Shen Lian poured him a mouthful of medicinal wine, signaling him not to speak.

Unlike ordinary monsters, the head lion's cultivation was stuck at 599 years, just like a cultivator facing a bottleneck, causing the demonic energy to riot.

After a long time.

Most of the nutrients of the broken arm had been wasted, and the head lion had only reached 600 years of cultivation.

It can be seen that the head lion's body and soul have returned to the rent, becoming more humanoid, and at the same time exuding a faint breath unique to alchemists.

Shen Lian patted the head lion's back and secretly used his wisdom.

[Human-faced lion monster]

[Originally an ordinary mortal, he was transformed by the ancestor worship magic of Panhuan Cave and was the 34th generation disciple of Tuanxiang. ]

Sure enough, the monsters bred by the ancestor worship magic are flawed.