I can't be a demon.

Chapter 155 Another Dragon King Vest
In Nujiang Town.

After Hu Wenlan blocked the river, she could clearly feel that the mother and her children were rioting.

There was a shrill sound of chanting, the content of which was distorted to the extreme, and even the Jinwu Guards felt a chill.

Not long after, a continuous drizzle covered the area for hundreds of miles, and then the rain gradually turned blood red, making the river water bright red.

It's like an alternative cassock.

The conventional means of the Jinwu Guards were simply unable to locate the mother and her offspring. The latter were like drops of water merging into the Nujiang River, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.

Hu Wenlan had a greedy expression, as if she had already seen the immortal fate within reach.

Others just felt shuddering, especially when they saw that the Nujiang River continued to breed monsters and their Taoism increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All monsters are influenced by the human mother and offspring.

They all have the face of Chen Guangrui.

"Mother! Mother!!!"

Hu Wenlan uncontrollably turned into a half-human, half-fox creature, with a five or six meter tall figure crouching on the city wall of Nujiang Town, attracting a lot of fearful glances.

"Chen Si's breath is weak, has he been in danger?"

"You have followed me for many years, but you are no match for a Yuan Dan warrior whose body and soul are severely injured. Haha, your cultivation has been useless."

Hu Wenlan looked unhappy, and the other disciples did not dare to say anything.

She stared at Yuan Chaozhong and flicked her tail casually, causing some buildings to collapse into ruins. "Yuan Chaozhong, take the reserve troops to Nujiang for induction."

Yuan Chaozhong hesitated and said, "Sir Hu, but..."

"Do as I say. Let them stay within the range of the magic circle and practice the Spiritual Inspiration Sutra."

"I don't want to repeat it a second time."

Hu Wenlan grinned, and the stench spread. "Even if I use them as bait, so what? The reservists haven't achieved inner strength yet, so what's the difference between them and warriors?"

"Yes."

Veins popped out on Yuan Chaozhong's forehead.

He signaled the reserve forces to rush to the Nujiang River one after another. Many of them were from Dechang Town and were the younger generations that Yuan Chaozhong had watched grow up.

Everyone looked at each other in silence, and Yuan Chaozhong just kept repeating the need to be careful.

They secretly placed their hopes of survival on Shen Lian. Everyone knew that there was a three thousand year old monster in the river and there was no chance of survival.

"Chen Si?!!"

Hu Wenlan's soul left her body and her consciousness swept across the mountains and forests outside the city.

"It seems that he has escaped. Lu Dongbin's reincarnation. Hahahaha, Lu Dongbin's reincarnation is too ridiculous. Ma San is getting more and more confused."

"It doesn't matter. The tens of thousands of people in Nujiang Town are ready-made blood food."

Hu Wenlan glanced around the city and saw that Zhu Yihong and others were already leading the people to evacuate.

In her eyes, what Zhu Yihong and the other person were doing was futile. The townspeople of Nujiang had already been infected with the aura of their mother, and it was impossible for them to go beyond the hundred-mile radius of Nujiang.

"Alright."

"Let them pretend to do something so that they won't be complained about for inaction if there are too many casualties."

Hu Wenlan retracted her gaze, thinking that moving the mortal into the Nujiang River would not waste too much internal energy.

"Hurry, hurry, the opportunity for inspiration is coming soon!!!"

The reserve jumped into the Nujiang River nervously. Even with the breath-suppressing talisman, it was of no use and still attracted the attention of a large number of monsters.

They had no way to retreat and could only fight desperately around the protection of the magic circle.

As for the introductory inspiration sutra, it is purely a luxury.

“Hahahaha, mother! Mother!!”

Hu Wenlan laughed crazily, and the shadow cast on the ground looked less and less human.

.........

Twenty to thirty thousand townspeople fled the Nujiang River in groups, and one could hear their coughing.

Li Shun showed worry as he activated the intermediate-level magic weapon [Ghost Eyes] given to him by Shen Lian, and noticed that the current situation of the townspeople was not optimistic.

The townspeople seem to have become a part of the Nujiang River's ecology.

They had only walked ten miles out of the town when they began to show signs of physical and spiritual exhaustion, especially the elderly who had previously looked blessed.

"Li Shun, is there still no news from Shen Lian?"

"Well, there is no response to the telepathic transmission."

The two men looked worried. The monsters in the river were strange and unpredictable, and Hu Wenlan had bad intentions. Shen Lian might not be able to deal with them easily.

"Sir, please save my child. He has a high fever."

Some townspeople were holding red-faced children and crying. Even though they had been taking talismanic water to suppress their abnormalities for some time, the assimilation erosion brought by their mothers still existed.

"Please, I'm begging you. I only have one child in my family."

Li Shun and his companion did not dare to go any further and hurried to help the townspeople deal with the situation.

However, there were too many townspeople who had suffered sudden misfortunes, and many of them were vomiting blood, as if they were a group of parasites about to break away from their mother's body.

After the crowd walked two or three miles back to Nujiang River, the condition of the townspeople improved.

But Li Shun noticed with horror that there was a faint demonic aura emerging from the crowd.

They were caught in a dilemma. If they returned to the town, a large number of townspeople would turn into monsters. If they left, most of them would be killed or injured. If they stayed where they were, the only fate they faced as mortals was to become food for the monsters.

"Uh uh uh."

There were uncontrollable wails from the wounded, and cries of surprise were heard from the surrounding townspeople.

They found that their relatives' nails were extending, dense fish scales were emerging from their skin, and their stomachs were filled with dead fish eggs.

"Help! King Jiang, calm down!!"

"Jiang Dragon King, my family has worshipped you for generations, please show your power!"

In desperation, the townspeople began to pray to the Dragon King of the River. For a moment, the scene was extremely chaotic and Li Shun and the others were simply unable to take care of anything.

Regardless of the risk of turning into demons, the townspeople rushed to Nujiang Town.

Zhu Yihong and Li Shun tried their best to suppress the demonization of the townspeople.

But it's just a drop in the bucket.

Zhu Yihong was in a panic, and suddenly saw the townspeople murmured excitedly: "Jiang Longwang? It's Jiang Longwang!!"

“Jiang Dragon King!!!” “Jiang Dragon King appears, and I know that Jiang Dragon King will not abandon us!!!”

The cries of tens of thousands of people were deafening, and everyone looked towards the mountains. Even Hu Wenlan, who was far away in the town, was unable to escape the shock of her soul leaving her body.

Zhu Yihong's mouth corners curled up.

I saw overwhelming dark clouds sweeping in, and the blood rain caused by the mother and her children was suppressed. Although there was no thunder, there were deafening footsteps coming from far away.

boom.

Shen Lian came running wildly, uprooting all the grass and trees wherever he passed.

The true meaning of martial arts has been accumulated for a long time and is enough to affect the celestial phenomena. Even if he has not used the immortal profound art, it is still like the Dragon King is still alive.

Shen Lian's body swelled up, and when it reached more than six meters, scales began to spread, and the ferocious dragon head completely awakened the townspeople's desire to survive.

He crossed ten thousand meters in the blink of an eye and moved nimbly among the crowd.

"Immortal, you..."

Shen Lian touched the girl's head, smiled and shook his head, saying: "I'm telling you for the second time, there is no immortal in the world who looks like this."

"Jie Jie Jie."

"If you encounter a weirdo like me, just define him as a monster."

"go."

Shen Lian swung the ghost gourd.

The ghost gourd was blessed by the soul, and after the influx of strong power, it unexpectedly grew from the size of a palm to half a meter, and medicinal wine gushed out.

"Since we have good wine, it is better to share it with others than to enjoy it alone. Besides, the sip I saved is enough for you to have a taste."

The medicinal wine mixed with the rain water, creating a mellow wine mist.

After absorbing the power of the medicine, the townspeople no longer lost control of their bodies and they all knelt down to thank the Dragon King for his mercy.

Shen Lian sent a message to Li Shun and the other man to continue walking, then he took back the ghost gourd and stepped on the ground.

Rumble.

There was a deep pit on the ground.

Shen Lian disappeared from the spot in an instant and rushed towards Hu Wenlan with a grin.

"How dare you!!!"

Hu Wenlan's soul returned to Niwan Palace. He was furious and angry, but also felt greedy. He was just a Yuandan warrior, but he dared to attack the Eight Realms of Divine Travel. He had no idea of ​​his own limitations.

"Where did he get the magic weapon? Even I don't have a magic weapon."

Hu Wenlan noticed that there was a pattern of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea on the surface of the ghost gourd, and immediately thought of the legend of the Eight Immortals discussing Taoism, and...

Shen Lian's identity as the reincarnation of Lu Dongbin.

"That's impossible. Immortals and Buddhas have all disappeared. This is a rumor made up by the imperial court!"

Hu Wenlan inexplicably felt threatened and no longer reserved her internal strength.

Two fox heads emerged from the neck.

"I have lived in Moyun Cave for a long time, how can I be compared with Ma San!"

Shen Lian's fist swept the wind and waves, and a group of strange whales swam behind him.

The moment her fist touched the fox head, Hu Wenlan couldn't help but feel surprised. Even though the fox head firmly blocked the true meaning of martial arts, she had never thought that a Yuandan warrior could compete with her.

"Lü Dongbin..."

"Master Hu, there is a reason why you cannot become an alchemist. It is ridiculous that you cannot even do anything to a sixth-level Yuandan."

Hu Wenlan's pupils shrank slightly, and she noticed from the corner of her eye that Shen Lian's white bone spine was holding the handle of the bone blade.

"Master Hu, let me smell the scent of your soul!!!"

Clang.

The bone blade was unsheathed, and the bloody mouth of the blade spewed out a huge amount of blade light.

Each man held a knife and laughed in unison.

A thin white line flashed by, and Hu Wenlan couldn't even see Shen Lian's knife clearly. She only knew that her inner strength had blocked it...

wrong.

There was not enough internal strength.

Click click click.

The skull was cut neatly open, and Hu Wenlan didn't feel the pain until half a breath later. The knife almost pierced through her Niwan Palace.

The fear was beyond words, followed by humiliation.

She is different from Ma San. Her physical body is related to her foundation, while Ma San practices the Corpse Transformation Sutra, in which the soul is more important than the physical body.

The soul left the body in the form of a fox and pounced towards Shen Lian madly.

"pity."

Shen Lian felt a little regretful that he had wasted the horizontal sword style, but he had already known Hu Wenlan's taste and could sense it through his food supplement ability.

"Hu Wenlan, I am also very interested in the demon in the river. Why don't I help you lure it out and see who will win in the end?"

Shen Lian nimbly dodged the three souls and seven spirits, and his bony spine hooked onto the huge rock on the shore.

Two fox-headed Jinwu Guards saw this and tried to stop Shen Lian. They opened their mouths and bit the white bone spine, "Bait, stop being so arrogant!"

Whoosh.

Shen Lian passed by them, and the two of them turned into pieces of flesh and blood on the ground.

Then he fell into the river.

Hu Wenlan took a powerful medicine to recover from the injury in her Niwan Palace. Shen Lian's knife made her afraid to leave her body and move the townspeople.

"Even if you are the reincarnation of an immortal god, so what? If you dare to provoke a human mother, you will surely die!!"

She scanned the surroundings obscurely with her spiritual sense.

If the rumors about Shen Lian being the reincarnation of an immortal god are true, then ghosts and gods are protecting the Dao...

"Where can the gods and ghosts protect us? Can a sneaky demon that has been around for four thousand years hide in the dark without leaving any trace? This is ridiculous."

"Ah~~"

There was another disturbing crow cry.

(End of this chapter)