I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

The pinched ghost cultivator's face was filled with horror. A black pattern lit up on his right arm. The pattern burst out from his wrist like an earthworm, and three of them were directed towards Chen Luo's face. This is the power of the ghost temple, and all ghost temple monks carry this kind of thing.

Crunch!

He pinched the opponent's neck with five fingers, and grabbed the Tianling Cap with the other hand. He used left and right force like twisting a bottle cap, and then twisted it hard.

Only a 'bang' sound was heard, and the ghost cultivator's head was pulled out alive by him.

Three black lines also arrived in front of him, but before they got close, a layer of lightning appeared on Chen Luo's body, blocking these things out. The three black lines struggled twice, trying to sneak in.

‘The silhouette curse can be easily broken. ’

In the external brain, the brain of the demon sect master fed back an extremely familiar technique. Chen Luo used his other hand to touch the middle of the black lines. The three ferocious black lines immediately weakened and turned into a puddle of black ink dripping on the ground.

"Brainless?"

After solving the silhouette curse, Chen Luo tried pressing the ghost cultivator's head with his hand.

The result was that the brain was not read. When he looked down, he discovered that the brain in his hand had lost its color after he had pinched it to death.

The ghost cultivators who were beaten to death gradually appeared, revealing their original appearance. The blue-black body has not seen the sun all year round, and the skin and flesh are not real. It is made of a strange kind of cloth. After being pinched to death by Chen Luo, the remaining cloth bodies of the two ghost cultivators were rotten to the naked eye, but it took only a blink of an eye. It turned into a pile of black ash, exuding a strong stench.

"Junior Brother Chen"

"Senior brother."

Seeing this scene, everyone in the room swallowed their saliva. This was the first time they had seen someone beat a ghost cultivator to death using this method.

"I'm going to take a trip to Yaowang Peak."

Dropping the black ash in his hand, Chen Luo appeared outside the door in a flash. His consciousness sensed the aura of ghost cultivator Xue Ning in that direction.

These low-level ghost cultivators have no brains, but the high-level ghost cultivators are different. Xue Ning was the one he watched change. The other party's ability to kill the corpse-raising sect master meant that she had the power of forming pills. For Chen Luo, who had just overcome the tribulation and was promoted, a brain of this level was the most advantageous.

On Yaowang Peak.

A human figure, covered in blood, flew out. Before he could escape, a strange scroll flew out and blocked his way, forcing him to return to Yaowang Peak again. The enemy in the shadows was completely invisible, and he didn't even know who he was fighting.

The only few collisions were large-scale collisions of vitality. But it’s okay to use this method twice, but if you use it too much, it will become unsustainable. The Master of the Nine Poison Valley is a blood elixir monk. Indiscriminate bombardment is too costly for him. The most troublesome thing is that the enemies of the ghost temple cannot be seen at all.

Divine consciousness and spiritual eyes are all ineffective.

The cold breath enveloped him again, and the Nine Poison Valley Master panted. He could feel the enemy slowly approaching. But he couldn't see it, and he didn't even know where the opponent's next attack would come from.

"Want to kill me? Let's die together!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the exhausted Nine Poison Valley Master, and the blood pills in his body flew out fiercely.

The dazzling light circulated in a circle on the blood pill, and then exploded with a 'boom'. The spherical light blasted a big crater in the entire area, and the circular shock wave swept away, and a cloth appeared on the cloth surrounding him. Dense cracks.

After the aftermath dispersed, the Nine Poison Valley Master's figure disappeared, and a shadow full of gray energy appeared beside him. Previously, the person killed by the Nine Poison Valley Master's self-explosion with golden elixir was just two low-level ghost cultivators woven from cloth.

"Joining the ghost temple is the final destination."

Xue Ning squatted down and gently drew circles with his index finger on the place where the Nine Poison Valley Master died. A circle of gray-white power seeped in, as if something was about to be summoned by her.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, long time no see."

A stream of light flashed across the sky, and Chen Luo appeared next to Xue Ning as if teleporting. He extended his left hand as if greeting an old friend. His eyes also glanced at the big pit next to him, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

What a waste, no brain left.

"Um?"

Xue Ning raised his head and looked at Chen Luo with confusion on his face, who had a smile on his face.

Really saying hello.

Who is this person?

boom!

Before Xue Ning could react, a shadow mixed with thunder came towards the door, a whistling sound carried by the wind pressure, and a slap hit her face.

Bang! !

The air wave exploded! After a violent collision, no one retreated.

A slap containing the power of bone patterns seemed to hit the stone tablet, sending out a cold touch, and a circle of dense black inscriptions appeared on Xue Ning's face. These words are like the sacrificial inscriptions on the edge of a ghost temple, giving people a spooky and eerie feeling.

"Ti Xiu? What a warm greeting."

Xue Ning's body has completely turned into the color of the stone tablet, and a gray inner elixir is flowing in his lower abdomen. She saw a strange black snake emerging from her right shoulder. The snake wrapped around her neck and bit Chen Luo's wrist in a flash.

Curse, poison!

Before the snake could move, a bolt of thunder mixed with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation exploded.

boom!

The thunder light exploded in the palm of his hand, which was the 'Yin Thunder Curse' that Chen Luo had practiced before. After having the bone pattern, the power of Chen Luo's lightning magic power increased countless times. Now that it is used with the help of heaven and earth energy, the effect is like It's like a real catastrophe.

As soon as the Shadow Snake's head popped out, it was struck by thunder.

A large amount of black smoke came out of the body, and the neck was broken. The remaining power exploded between the two, and this time Xue Ning finally retreated. The inscription on the left side of her face shattered, and a large piece of stone flew out.

With a muffled groan, the person quickly flew away.

The surrounding cloth swayed again, trying to use magic weapons to separate the distance between the two. The best way to deal with the body cultivator is to distance yourself. Xue Ning regarded Chen Luo as the body cultivator.

"Spelling device? I have one too."

Chen Luo took out the only chessboard left after the tribulation, and patted Xue Ning's head like a brick.

Even if most of the Nascent Soul-level magic weapon is destroyed by thunder, the remaining power cannot be blocked by this piece of cloth. A piece of cloth that had just reached the front was smashed through by a chessboard, and the cloth was torn apart. The magical weapon that had been destroyed by the self-explosion of the Nine Poison Valley Master's Blood Pill was directly turned into a piece of tattered cloth.

Taking advantage of the situation, the man dodged and chased Xue Ning again.

He has already made a reservation in the other person's mind, and there is nothing he can do to make him escape! This is also the reason why Chen Luo didn't use sword cultivation or thunder magic powers after coming here.

Afraid of breaking my brain.

In mid-air, the bone patterns on Chen Luo's body flickered, and the first bone pattern also lit up. There was a ferocious demonic aura all over his body, and that wild aura was intimidating.

Xue Ning's expression changed slightly, and he quickly borrowed the energy of heaven and earth around him to stop Chen Luo. But Chen Luo was even more powerful than her. The pressure of the golden elixir level spread, and he forcibly borrowed most of the vitality of heaven and earth, condensed it into a similar arm, and rushed over, crushing Xue Ning's resistance. The remaining power mixed with Chen Luo who was catching up, and punched Xue Ning in the chest.

click

Half of Xue Ning's body collapsed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth. The man was hit by this force in mid-air and was forced to change direction, and he hit the big rock below hard. His head hit the edge, creating a dent, and a large amount of gravel jumped out. Thunder arcs exploded around him, turning the surrounding land black.

Xue Ning, who was in the pit, forced himself to turn around and saw arcs of electricity appearing on Chen Luo's arms in the air. His fists were lined up and he hit him hard from top to bottom.

quick!

too fast.

Even if he saw it, he wouldn't have time to escape.

Xue Ning in the pit felt like a squirming insect in the mud, unable to escape. He could only watch helplessly as he was hit with a hammer.

The mystery of ghost cultivation seemed to have completely lost its effect at this moment. Xue Ning didn't even have time to discern the reason, and saw his fist falling, and his body was split into two pieces by the thunder.

The part below the lower abdomen flew to nowhere, and most of the upper part collapsed. Only the head from the neck up is still intact.

It took a long time for the aftermath to subside.

Chen Luo walked over and held her head down, trying to read.

Xue Ning was delirious with lightning from his palms mixed with lightning arcs. She never expected that she would lose so quickly and so inexplicably.

From beginning to end, she never figured out the identity of the person coming.

"Who are you?!"

Xue Ning opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. She did not remember this person at all.

Blood splashed on the opponent's body, white smoke emitted, and the power of the curse was activated instantly. Curses, ghosts, poisons, these are the magical powers that the ghost temple is good at. It's just that these all-inclusive methods are like scratching an itch on Chen Luo at this moment. He didn't even take a second look at the black blood curse and just ignored it. This is more irritating than an insult.

"Why can't I read it? Is it because I'm not dead?"

Chen Luo didn't answer her.

How could he endure the fact that the first step of his plan to create the four brains of demons, demons, ghosts, and spirits failed even before he started? How could he endure this! There must be some mistake in some link and it needs to be studied carefully.

Several rays of black light flashed, and the masters of Wuwei and Wu Dao Peak who followed to support looked at the scene in front of them with dull expressions.

At this time, Yaowang Peak had been reduced to ruins.

The Nine Poison Valley Master's blood pill self-destructed, and coupled with the subsequent battle, the building was not complete, and there were large craters everywhere formed by the collision of vitality.

In the middle of the ruins, white bone patterns appeared on Chen Luo's chest and left shoulder. The strange patterns combined together to form a mysterious superposition. All the sleeves of the green robe disappeared and turned into a shoulder-length blouse. The clothes on the legs also turned into shorts. There was a mass of black blood on the calf, and white smoke was still coming out.

It looks like a curse, but it is a bit different from the curse in everyone's impression.

The right hand that was exposed to the lightning was holding a head that was still talking, and not far away there was half of the lower body that was emitting black gas. One person and one head are talking, and the scene is very strange.

"Isn't Senior Chen a swordsman?"

Mo Wenjian asked in a hoarse voice. The last time he dueled with Chen Luo, the other party defeated him with 'Sword Intent'.

"Uncle Master is a Dharma cultivator," Ding Xiaoxia argued next to him.

Sword cultivator?

Dharma practice?

"Senior brother is a talisman master and an alchemy master."

Huang Ying was also greatly shocked. She felt that the 'perfect senior brother' she imagined in her mind was shattered.

"Are you sure it's not physical training?" Bai Su couldn't help but say.

Everyone was silent and looked at Master Wuwei.

Chen Luo's master. (End of chapter)