I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

The formation has a time limit. If you miss a point, you have to wait three days. This is what Gu Demon Han Jiu has studied during this time.

As a great monk who has successfully established the foundation of the Hundred Demons Alliance, the place where Rakshasa lives will naturally not be simple.

"There is no rush in these three days. Since Senior Han Jiu is here, there should be no problem this time. After killing the people, they will be distributed according to the conditions agreed in advance. The Rakshasa's body belongs to me."

The bloody old demon said.

This incident was initiated by him and Mrs. Bones, and the conditions were agreed upon from the beginning.

"His soul belongs to me."

The white-haired female cultivator who had been silent spoke for the first time. This woman was very strange. Just speaking could affect the surrounding temperature. She didn't know what kind of skills she practiced.

"I want his medicine garden."

"I heard that Rakshasa has a daughter." The old man carrying the coffin licked his lower lips, with an unknown meaning flashing in his eyes.

Several people quickly divided the interests after the murder. Chen Luo stood aside and said nothing. The price for his coming was already paid by White Bone Lady, and he only needed to kill Rakshasa to lift the restriction.

As for how to divide the profits later, everyone depends on their own methods, and few of these evil cultivators will abide by the rules.

Chen Luo paid attention to these people and found that they were all old demons like Madam White Bones. They were the ones with the lowest cultivation level. They had been practicing for more than three hundred years.

Immortal cultivators are different from warriors in that there is no problem of Qi and blood decay. The longer such beings live, the more difficult they become to deal with. Especially for evil cultivators, the magical powers mastered by old demons are far beyond the comparison of younger demons. They have gone through countless battles, and each of these people is the best among their peers.

The Lin Feng, Han Lin and others that Chen Luo killed were all a generation behind the group of old demons in front of him, and at most they were on the same level as the coffin-carrying old man.

The white-haired woman and Fang Laomo are far behind. Both of them are strong men in the late stage of foundation building. The number of spiritual dragons in their bodies is at least fifty. This is completely different from the early stage of foundation building. .

It is the accumulation brought about by the precipitation of time. No one lives in vain.

There are six spiritual dragons in Chen Luo's body, which are on the same level as the old man carrying the coffin. It takes only a few years to build the foundation to reach the opponent's hundreds of years of accumulation. In addition to qualifications, there is also the assistance of elixirs. But compared with monks like Fang Laomo who are in the late stage of foundation building, this strength is not enough.

In the realm of foundation building, every step is a chasm.

The upper limit of spiritual dragons in the early stage of foundation building is ten, in the middle stage of foundation building, it is ten to fifty, and in the late stage of foundation building, the starting number is fifty.

The further back, the wider the span.

"You are all old friends, so there is no problem with such an allocation, but I have never met this fellow Taoist before, and I am not particularly at ease with him."

Fang Laomo once again shifted the topic to Chen Luo.

He had said this before when they first met. It was just that I suppressed this issue later on when I was on the road. Now that we have reached the benefit distribution stage, the suppressed conflicts immediately resurfaced.

This is what evil cultivators are like. When there is danger, we can fight the enemy together. Once it is safe, they will immediately fall out over the issue of profit distribution.

It is not without reason that he has been suppressed and beaten by the Hundred Demon Alliance for so many years.

"He's fine."

Mrs. Bones glanced at Chen Luo and said simply.

A guy with the aura of 'inner demon' on his body will only be in more trouble than them. He cannot be a member of the Hundred Demon Alliance at all. The ancestor of the inner demon was killed by the ancestor of Blackstone and the big demon of the Hundred Demon Alliance. .

"I only believe in myself."

Fang Laomo looked at Chen Luo and said.

"There are still three days left. Fellow Taoist, do you mind if I clear up this misunderstanding? Just open your mind and let me check it out."

This person's eyes flickered as he spoke, and inexplicable power flowed in his pupils.

The White Bone Lady and the Qi-Blood Old Demon were silent as they watched this scene. The white-haired woman and the old man carrying the coffin even took a few steps back to make room for the two of them. The same was true for the Gu Demon Han Jiu. Everyone looked like they were watching a good show. .

Everyone has their own calculations, and so does Fang Laomo.

"No problem, come and try."

Chen Luo had a smile on his face, and his eyes turned cold involuntarily. He has never fought against a strong person in the late stage of foundation building, and he also wants to see how strong the opponent is.

"That's good."

Fang Lao Mo laughed loudly, as if he really believed Chen Luo's words, and actually walked towards him.

Fang Laomo was very fast and appeared in front of Chen Luo before he finished speaking, his right hand grabbing at Chen Luo's head like an iron claw. But Chen Luo was not slow either and punched him forward.

Fists clashed.

Bang! !

A force exploded in front of the two people, a circular air wave spread out, and the ground under their feet cracked inch by inch.

"Physical training?"

"This is not enough!"

A look of surprise appeared on Fang Laomo's face. But soon this accident turned into a ferocious one, as green-black scales grew on his arms, and his fingers turned into sharp claws, which were pressed down forcefully, and at the same time, his head turned into He looked like a black-haired monkey and roared at Chen Luo.

Buzz! !

Before Chen Luo had time to react, he felt the air in front of him ripple like water waves. In an instant, he felt his head buzzing. The arm that was holding the opponent was swung away, and the sharp claws scratched against his chest. Four scratches were left.

‘Wuzhiqi, water monster. ’

In the external brain, a reminder of the mummy's brain appeared.

Can the transformation spell still be used in this way?

Opposite Fang Lao Mo's body changed again, and his spine changed and lengthened, and a tail made of white bones extended from behind, sweeping towards Chen Luo from the left.

‘Lower your head and don’t resist forcefully. ’

Jiedan's brain judged the power on this tail with just one glance. Almost at the same time, Chen Luo lowered his head to avoid this attack.

boom! !

The power of the bone tail swept across, and the gray-brown power gathered into a wind sickle more than three meters long, cutting the abandoned house next to it in half. The aftermath continued unabated and hit the stone on the side, destroying the entire stone. Sweeped to pieces.

With one tail sweep, Fang Laomo's aura dropped.

Chen Luo, who had avoided the blow, immediately raised his hand, and a magic sword appeared in his hand. The sword energy condensed, gathered on the sword body and turned into a stream of light, stabbing towards Fang Lao Mo's throat.

Neither of them has the concept of holding back something.

Ding! !

The magic sword broke, and Fang Laomo's body turned into a black-armored turtle at some point, with the turtle shell just touching the tip of the sword. Under the collision of forces, the first-order magic sword in Chen Luo's hand was broken on the spot.

The broken blade whirled and flew out.

A large piece of strong wind swept from the side, and Fang Laomo hit with his backhand.

‘The killing move is at your feet. ’

Without thinking, Chen Luo raised his hand and cast a 'Wind Control Technique'. The Gangfeng Lotus flew out of his hand, spinning and exploding in the air. It collided with the wind blade exploding under his feet, and the two strands rolled into a storm, and the figure Taking advantage of the situation, he flew back.

Chen Luo avoided it and looked at the wound on his chest, his breath rising and falling, and his eyes looking at Fang Laomo became more solemn. The gap between the late stage of foundation building and the middle stage of foundation building is actually so big.

Totally different from Japanese.

Several other people nearby were also shocked by these hands.

They didn't expect that Fang Laomo's transformation technique could be used in this way. With such an ever-changing ability, he was the best among his peers in both offense and defense. They wouldn't necessarily be his opponent.

In the brief confrontation just now, Chen Luo's burst of strength was not inferior to that of any monk in the middle stage of foundation building. But even so, he suffered a hidden loss in this confrontation. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, the last one came from the ground. The flying strong wind would definitely cut him in half.

"Not bad, not bad. No wonder I was invited by Madam White Bones. To have such strength in the early stage of foundation building is considered a genius."

Fang Lao Mo laughed loudly, and then the monkey face on his face suddenly changed and turned into a fierce tiger.

As soon as the bell rang, black air filled the air beneath his feet, and two black and white demon spirits appeared around him.

"The Soul Exorcist Bell?"

Gu Demon Han Jiu narrowed his eyes and stepped back a little again. Several other people also spread out, leaving more space for the two of them. Anyway, there are still three days before the cave will be opened. During the operation of the formation, the inside and outside are completely isolated. If there is really a danger of being exposed, Gu Demon Han Jiu will not let them do it.

Chen Luo, who was on the opposite side, suddenly felt a little troubled.

In a head-on fight, this guy turns into a monster. In terms of strength, he can suppress him who has practiced Iron Body Kung Fu, but from a distance, he will be suppressed by his opponent who is two levels higher.

The superposition of magical powers of legal cultivation and magical powers of physical cultivation was his most commonly used method in the past. Now that he sees others using similar tactics to deal with him, he suddenly feels extremely aggrieved.

Fang Lao Mo's figure changed, his figure kept changing positions, drawing a long snake-shaped trajectory in the air, and the two demon souls also dragged out arc trajectories and attacked from the other two sides.

‘Speak positively. ’

‘Right brain. ’

‘Left shoulder. ’

The external brains became highly active. Each of the forty foundation-building brains had their own fighting experience. They captured Fang Laomo's intention as quickly as possible.

only

too fast.

Chen Luo could only barely avoid the vital point, and at the same time, he used his magical power to hit Fang Laomo who was directly opposite him. Abandoning both defenses, he channeled all his spiritual power into his body and mind, and released a fire spell.

Bang! !

The power exploded, a large amount of dust was rolled up on both sides, and two demon spirits hit Chen Luo's back one on the left and one on the right. Although he tried his best to dodge, he still only avoided the blow to the heart. The other two were slightly deflected, but he could not completely avoid it.

Chen Luo held the opponent's head with one hand, and his five fingers were like iron hoops. The evil energy in his eyes was condensed. It was indeed difficult to deal with an opponent of this level, but it was not impossible.

A little bit of anger rose from his chest, and the soul flag he refined was about to move in the Mingtai.

Along with the mobilization of power, a layer of gray power began to appear on his body. Power spread from his heart and slowly traveled to his arms. This is the fighting instinct of a certain late-stage foundation-building brain, and it is just right for the scene in front of him. The three-color mana of perfect foundation building continued to spread, causing Chen Luo's spiritual power to boil like boiling water, erupting with fluctuations similar to those in the middle stage of foundation building.

Fang Laomo, who was opposite, narrowed his eyes and his figure suddenly changed. The head held by Chen Luo suddenly turned into a shoulder. The original shoulder position turned into a head and hit him hard.

Bang! !

With a muffled sound, the two quickly separated.

The surrounding abandoned houses were in ruins due to the fight between the two.

Fang Laomo turned his head and glanced at the five finger prints on his shoulder that were pinched by Chen Luo, and raised his hand again. The two demon spirits flew back to him and saw the bell in his hand shaking.

Circles of sound waves spread out along the bell and swept towards Chen Luo who was directly opposite.

Soul attack.