I can't be a demon

With a simple charge of energy, he disappeared instantly.

There was a wave of air at the bottom of the mountain.

Elder Fengjing subconsciously covered his eyes. When the smoke dissipated, Shen Lian was already standing at the entrance of the market, almost crushing the meteorite.

Shen Lian stood still, and then a figure walked out of the weapon refining shop.

"Daozi? When will a Daozi be born in our Plague Department?"

"Except for refining the immortal seeds, there is no trace of the plague path. I am afraid that the immortal seeds are on the verge of getting out of control and were promoted to the eighth realm by luck."

Yuan Qing crossed his arms across his chest and walked out of the store slowly.

His appearance was significantly different. The high bulge on his back revealed his human face. It was the ghost parasitic in his body that was exuding resentment.

“The timing was wrong, Tianwen came out of seclusion earlier than expected.

"In a while, Junior Sister Yumei will be able to complete her reincarnation. But it doesn't matter, it's enough for me to deal with Tianwen by myself."

Behind Yuan Qing is a palace of flesh and blood that is more than two meters tall.

"Senior brother, only Xiaoleiyin Temple is the right path to heaven."

Yumei's voice came out from the flesh and blood palace, and it continued to squirm with her breathing. It wouldn't be long before she would be born from it.

"Junior sister, you are right."

Yuan Qing looked around and noticed confusion on the faces of the monks.

"After being transformed and converted by Master Baolai, we have already enshrined the [temple monks] of Xiaoleiyin Temple in our bodies. From now on, we will not only avoid becoming Nuo immortals, but we can also expect to be immortals on land."

He smiled wildly, and germs mixed with resentment spurted out.

Elder Fengjing's pupils shrank, and he could see at a glance that the so-called temple monk actually referred to the ghost that was parasitic on the two of them. The immortal species was restrained by resentment, so it could not harm the body and soul.

Yuan Qing stared at Shen Lian and muttered to himself: "It just so happens that I have also integrated into the giant immortal species. I will use you to verify the true path of the supreme immortal."

His flesh and bones proliferated, and his human face absorbed energy and blood crazily.

In just a few breaths, it had transformed into a monster over ten meters tall, with tumors all over its body. The human face behind it opened its eyes and licked its lips.

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

Elder Fengjing's face was ugly, and it was difficult to accept Yuan Qing's current demeanor.

What frustrates him the most is that Yuan Qing almost used the immortal species to its extreme, but the immortal species did not lose control and was suppressed by the ghost.

"Is the Ministry of Plague going to change? Will we become a subsidiary of Xiaoleiyin Temple?"

The monks were silent.

Even though Yuan Qing is no longer a human being, he at least still retains his intelligence. If they are allowed to choose, it is better than becoming a Nuo Immortal.

Elder Fengjing looked at Shen Lian, who was still expressionless.

Suddenly, there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

In the perception of Yuan Shen, Shen Lian's aura was already boiling, his eyebrows were raised and his eyes were fixed on Yuan Qing, and the corners of his mouth showed a little contempt.

"Senior Brother, are you finished? Junior Brother, it's almost time to send you to hell."

"What a mess. Pee yourself and look in the mirror. I'm afraid I won't be able to live long enough to be a land god or you'll be bitten by a ghost."

Yuan Qing was extremely angry and laughed, releasing his aura to show his cultivation in the Nine Realms.

The next moment.

The meteorite on the sole of Shen Lian's feet was completely shattered, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.

Without saying a word, it's a killing move!

Yuan Qing raised his head and felt a shadow pressing on him.

His smile faded. Only at close range could one sense Shen Lian's terror.

Shen Lian's immortality is not obvious, but his physical strength has reached an astonishing level. It is hard to imagine that the other party has just started.

"Is it because you are born to be physically sanctified?"

"How can someone be superior to all living beings as soon as they are born?"

"It's impossible. According to Master Baolai, Tianwen is a Taoist boy who defected from outside the territory and took over his body. Only by killing him can we save the powerful Wengbu. Kill him!!"

Yuan Qing tore off his robe, and complicated lines were etched on the surface of his skin.

He has integrated the multiplier Hair Zao Banner into himself, and the resentment all over his body poured into his skin, condensing into a dense black smoke.

Not to mention, the power of black smoke mixed with resentment is indeed greatly increased.

Bang.

Shen Lian did not give in at all and continued to approach Yuan Qing in the face of the black smoke.

Yuan Qing heard the sizzling sound and understood that it was the erosion of flesh and bones. He couldn't help but feel secretly happy, thinking that Shen Lian would definitely die.

"Senior brother, please use some force to show me the Taoist academy's heritage."

Shen Lian tore through the black smoke and punched Yuan Qing hard with his fist.

Although most of his skin was ulcerated, it recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the half-exposed bones shone with jade.

Boom.

Yuan Qing fell to his knees in embarrassment, and the arm that caught the fist was fractured.

The monks couldn't help but feel terrified.

Each level up in the Eight Divisions of Ghost City represents a more complete immortal species. At the same time, Yuan Qing also practices the method of Xiaoleiyin Temple. In their eyes, Yuan Qing's strength is invincible in the nine levels.

As a result, Yuan Qing was suppressed by Shen Lian with one punch?

Shen Lian scanned the surroundings, but found no trace of Baolai in the store.

"Ahhh!"

Yuan Qing tore off the severed arm, and immediately three new arms grew out of his ribs, and the human face expanded, indicating that the ghost gradually took over.

Shen Lian in front of him showed no fear at all and kept punching out his fists.

As soon as Yuan Qing came into contact with Shen Lian, he noticed something was wrong.

His breathing was heavy, and as his body temperature rose, he began to lose water rapidly, accompanied by the disharmony caused by the proliferation of flesh, blood and bones.

It wasn't until this moment that Yuan Qing realized what kind of existence Shen Lian was.

A complete monster.

Although he is only in the eighth realm, he has at least three disease immortal seeds integrated into his body and soul. The completeness of his natal immortal seeds is far higher than his own.

"Why is he so compatible with the immortal seed?"

Yuan Qing's face was full of jealousy. His proud talent was worthless in front of Shen Lian.

You know, it was because he felt that it was impossible to control the immortal seed that he resolutely chose to rely on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to complete his transformation.

What was the result?

Shen Lian told him through his actual performance that the so-called impossibility was just too poor talent.

Yuan Qing resisted Shen Lian's fist and looked for the latter's flaws through the germs. On the surface, he seemed to take the initiative, but in fact it was not.

Shen Lian always looked like he was at ease.

The two fought to the point of turning the world upside down. Yuan Qing's body was raised inch by inch, and the ghosts invaded his flesh and bones. It can be seen that the method is still in the experimental stage.

Shen Lian is still six or seven meters tall, but his momentum is overwhelming Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing also became anxious and uneasy. The germs could cause significant corrosion at the beginning, but after a while, the wounds became shallower and shallower.

On the contrary, his condition was getting worse, and his hands and feet became more and more clumsy.

Even so, Yuan Qing still instinctively protected the weapon refining shop and prevented Shen Lian from interrupting the process of Junior Sister Yu Mei's transformation.

At this moment.

Yuan Qing heard Shen Lian sigh in disappointment: "I don't have time to waste with you. After the ghost monk possessed me, you, the eldest brother, are simply terribly weak to me."

"I thought it was a fierce battle, but now it seems nothing more than this."

Shen Lian stepped out and stared at Yuan Qing with pity.

After a small trial, he has figured out his current strength. With the blessing of the immortal seed, the boundaries between the eighth realm and the ninth realm have become very vague.

"I'm sorry, the eldest brother of the Daohan Taoist Academy will change its master in the future."

Yuan Qing's hair exploded, and the parasitic temple monk wanted to retreat, but he didn't dare to retreat. If he retreated, Junior Sister Yu Mei would be exposed to the monster.

Shen Lian's right arm swelled wildly, and instantly exceeded ten meters.

The twisted muscles constructed a marble texture, the palm bulged outward, and the martial arts plague pill was embedded in the center like an eye pupil, and all the strength was infused.

Yuan Qing let the monk take over his body, his belly gaping open.

He thought he had used his immortal power to its full potential, but he was still unsure, so he crossed his four arms, trying to block the punch.

Crack.

Yuan Qing's eyes widened in despair.