I can't be a demon

The lion slave was extremely uneasy, but he did not dare to go against Wang Yueshi's wishes.

A dozen Panhuan Cave alchemists and the lion slaves released their magic power, and then white rocks began to grow on Shen Lian's body, sealing his body and soul.

After a while, a statue of a stone lion was formed.

Ao Wen frowned slightly, "You plan to eat alone in Panhuan Cave? Sometimes you want to kill him, and the next time you ban him, you are not planning to take him away from the cave, are you?"

"I suspect that Shen Lian is not possessed by madness, but is undergoing physical transformation."

Wang Yueshi glanced at the three Bodhi Patriarchs with his peripheral vision, and then signaled the lion slave to exit the Immortal Hall, not intending to get involved in the great Immortal Art.

At present, the value of the Reincarnated Immortal Buddha far exceeds that of the Great Immortal Art.

Moreover, Wang Yueshi found no trace of the ghosts and gods protecting the Tao from beginning to end, and he became increasingly uneasy, as if there were eyes peeping in the dark.

"Physical transformation? Who would be on the verge of death after physical transformation?"

Ao heard that the dragon's head was swollen, and the eight people from the East China Sea Dragon Palace stared at Wang Yueshi unkindly. Even if their strength was lower than that of Panhuandong, the temptation of immortality was too great.

"Let's wait until we get out of Xie Yue Sanxin Cave." Wang Yueshi didn't want to start a big fight in the Immortal Palace.

"Panhuan Cave is so majestic..."

During the dispute between the two forces, there was a strange noise from the stone lion that suddenly blocked Shen Lian.

Click.

Wang Yueshi didn't pay attention at first, but the abnormal noises became more frequent.

He quickly turned his head to look at the stone lion and noticed that a faint crack appeared in the abdomen.

Kaka.

Cracks spread and debris fell.

"The secret technique of your stone tomb in Panhuan Cave is nothing more than this. A dozen people and one weapon demon can't ban Shen Lian, who is in the seventh realm of Dao Ying..."

Wang Yueshi took two steps back solemnly, and quickly asked the lion slave to come forward to check.

He understood that there was nothing wrong with the secret technique of the stone tomb. Even if he were a lion slave, he would not be able to break free. Could it be that Shen Lian has been transformed in a short period of time?

boom! ! !

The stone lion was caught off guard and suddenly exploded, filling the air with lime powder.

The lion slave stopped.

In the powder, there is a huge shadow of twenty meters, occupying almost half of the Immortal Palace, and the outline of the shadow can be clearly seen...

Absolutely inhuman! ! !

The three Bodhi Patriarchs were speechless and jumped up and down in a flash of light.

"It's my disciple!"

"It's my disciple, we knew he would come to save us!!!"

The lion slave nervously reminded: "Your Majesty, be careful! Don't run away in a panic. The old slave will protect your safety."

Before Wang Yueshi could reply, the deafening roar of the elephant echoed throughout the cave.

Perhaps even Shen Lian didn't know what kind of changes would happen to him after being cursed by the Yellow-tusked Old Elephant. After all, he had never used the Immortal Mysterious Technique without reservation before.

Now that Heng Lian has successfully transformed five times, his real body has naturally become more terrifying!

[Unknown Henglian (****)]

The characteristic is a garbled code, which means that it is deeply influenced by the yellow-tusked old elephant, and it is only beginning to take shape.

But the physical strength does not decrease but increases!

When Shen Lian's true appearance was revealed, everyone present fell into unparalleled astonishment.

A strange and inexplicable giant elephant came into view. The twenty-meter-long body was full of oppression. The white bone spine formed the elephant's trunk, and the end resembled a sword.

The lion slave once saw the blood-eating tomb in Panhuan Cave. A large number of mortals were sealed inside the stone pillars, as if bones were embedded in them.

The same is true for elephant skin, and countless bones and skulls are integrated with flesh and blood.

From the twelve pairs of blood pupils on the forehead, water from the underworld gushes out. Sharp and long ivory tusks are wrapped around the vines, and a large number of corpses are hung.

The lion slave trembled, and Shen Lian's image reminded him of the nightmare in the capital.

That...old elephant with yellow tusks! ! !

"Your Majesty the King! Let's exit the cave immediately and inform the Snow Lion Ancestor that he is..."

Before Shi Nu finished speaking, a harsh noise echoed in his ears.

Shen Lian's true realm of martial arts affected by the curse unfolds.

The lion slave was half asleep, and then he witnessed the dream of an old yellow-tusked elephant being hanged. His own bones were growing out of control, and his body and soul were sinking at the same time!

He tried his best to break away from the true meaning of martial arts, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the elephant's trunk being hit hard.

The trunk of the elephant fell like a meteorite, and Wang Yueshi was unable to fight back, and his legs were immediately broken.

"Don't kill me! The Snow Lion Ancestor regards me as his grandson..."

"Snow Lion? Even if Nine Spirits Yuansheng comes to Xie Yue Sanxin Cave, he can't protect you!!"

The trunk of the elephant wrapped around Wang Yueshi's body and smashed it against the ground. There was a shrill scream at first, but it soon stopped abruptly.

After just a few blows, his flesh and blood were already bruised, and the rest was just to vent his anger.

Shen Lian could feel that the curse of the old yellow-tusked elephant had caused his state of mind to be extremely unstable, but it was more of a positive benefit to his physical body.

Of course, this kind of gain is definitely not a good thing, and you will definitely die if you rely on it.

Ao Wen turned into a loach and crawled along the wall towards the door.

He was so frightened that he did not dare to face Shen Lian directly. The warrior, Lu Zu, and the reincarnated immortal Buddha were all demons! !

puff.

The elephant's trunk spit out a sword light and penetrated the loach's chest.

Ao Wen held up half of his body and turned around, his trunk like a whack-a-mole. No one could withstand the overwhelming force.

For a moment, only the lion slave was left.

Ao Wen laughed before he died, "Hahaha, fortunately they are all dead."

Chapter 216 Promotion to Ksitigarbha

Shen Lian faced the lion slave with a dignified expression on his face.

His current state is very special. The curse of the old yellow-tusked elephant is suppressed by the assimilation taboo, making the curse continue to intensify.

In disguise, the strength of the physical body has been skyrocketing.

And he did not choose the wrong master. The consciousness of the three monkeys was still fighting against the Bodhi Patriarch, obviously to buy time for him.

If the battle continued, the lion slave would be defeated in half an hour at most.

But Shen Lian did not dare to take it lightly. After all, the upper and lower parts of Panhuan Cave shared magical powers, and the magical power of ancestor worship also had the effect of assimilation. The weapon monster was definitely a superior container for taking over the body.

He was really afraid that Jiuling Yuansheng would come to deal with him personally.

"Damn it, I can't let the special continue to deteriorate, otherwise it will be difficult to suppress in a short time. How can I escape through the tree hole?"

Shen Lian took several steps back and began to actively suppress the immortal profound art.

Once the immortal profound art was restrained, the power of the martial arts realm inevitably decreased. The lion slave broke free from the bone prison and found that there was no one around.

"Wang Yueshi is dead! The Snow Lion Ancestor will not let me go!!"

The lion slave gritted his teeth, knowing that he had to get Shen Lian's head.

He looked around the Immortal Palace, which was shrouded in a faint blood mist. Corpses were pulled into the mist by the elephant's trunk, adding a bit of gloom.

"Impossible, why didn't Shen Lian disturb the taboos of the Immortal Palace?"

The killing intent in the lion's heart was mostly removed, and then he found that the actions of the three Bodhi ancestors were obviously creating conditions for Shen Lian.

And although Shen Lian made a lot of noise on the surface, in fact, the palace was not damaged at all.

The lion's slave vaguely remembered that he had eaten the blood of a mortal fourteen years ago. The other party used his cleverness to the pinnacle and claimed that he was able to lift heavy objects with ease, which was the highest attainment of martial arts.

Warrior?

Why do I think he looks like a warrior?

He has already transformed into a demon, and there are taboos comparable to those of a ghost. It is impossible for him to be a human.

Whoosh!!

The elephant's trunk continued to expand in the eyes of the lion's slave, and the knife wind it raised was like waves.

"Sword-wielding style? Looks like a sword-wielding warrior I once met."

The lion slave's consciousness was affected by the true meaning of martial arts, and he was always in a trance. He had to activate the petrification secret technique to wrap himself.

Dong.

The elephant trunk left a deep knife mark on the lion slave's back.