I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Crazy thunder exploded, intensively bombarding the ground. Several Zhuji who were kneeling on the ground reacted immediately and fled the scene as quickly as possible. Zuo Qiulong hesitated a little, and when he was about to escape, he also took Ao Ye out, who was huddled aside. During the inner demon tribulation, they had been teachers and students all their lives, but they still couldn't bear Ao Ye to die like this.

Boom boom boom! !

The courtyard floor exploded, and the explosive plasma blasted the stone slabs into powder. Rubbles flew and exploded everywhere. As the main target of the Yin Thunder attack, the Black-Horned King was hit dozens of times. Under the Yin Thunder, a large number of fine black scales appeared on his body.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, the dragon's body unfolded again. The body, which was dozens of meters long, hovered in the air, opening its mouth to spurt out a curtain of sky-blue water. These water curtains blocked the Yin thunder like a shield, dissipating the power and conducting it to the ground.

The Black Horned King who blocked the attack spat out a breath of water breath again, turned into a sharp sword and shot at Chen Luo.

boom!

Thunder and Shuijian collided, and the two retreated again.

After a simple test, both of them found that the other party was not a simple character. Chen Luo glanced at his left arm. The place where he had been caught by the dragon's claw now revealed a black mark. The demonic power attached to it was like poison, corroding his body.

poison?

With the spiritual power running, the poisonous cultivator Wang Mingde emerged from the external brain and quickly resolved the poison.

As expected of the dragon bloodline.

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes. In the external brain, half of the brain that was originally carrying out the 'learning task' put down what it was doing and entered a fighting state.

The Black-Horned King on the opposite side was also covered in smoke, and it was hard for him to resist more than a dozen Yin Thunders. If not for the strong dragon bloodline, he would have been lying down by now. After realizing Chen Luo's danger, the demonic power on his body gradually recovered, and the black scales on his body began to grow longer, with bursts of black energy emerging from them.

This person must not be allowed to leave.

Dragon Tomb is his core secret, related to the secret technique of dragon transformation. If word gets out and attracts the attention of those Nascent Soul monsters, then he will never have a chance again.

Demonic energy and spiritual energy collided together, and a storm rose out of thin air in the courtyard. This was the two people calling on the vitality of heaven and earth. The Black-Horned King, who originally used the dragon's bloodline to achieve success, gradually found that he seemed to be at a disadvantage. The unknown calamity cultivator opposite him actually surpassed him, the dragon, in controlling the vitality of heaven and earth. The familiar feeling gave him the illusion that he was fighting against him.

It's like the opposite side is also a dragon.

"Is this the method used by Master Jiedan?"

Outside the yard, Madam Hong, Xue Dao Jie Xiu and others who were out of the fighting range were hiding in the corner, using all their strength to protect themselves. Several strong men in the Foundation Establishment Realm were like lone boats in a tsunami, finding it difficult to even stand.

The way out of the Water Mansion was blocked by King Black Horn. They ran around for a while and finally had to return here. None of them can escape until the two of them decide the winner.

"Forget it, Your Majesty. The dragon's bloodline should have this kind of power, but why can the person opposite him be able to compete with Your Majesty? Where did he come from?" Madam Hong's eyes fell on Chen Luo.

She really didn't understand why she still wanted to do calamity cultivation if she had such strength? Wouldn't it be better to find an island and occupy it, and become the king and ancestor? This kind of dirty and tiring work will naturally be done by the people below. If you offend someone you don't want to offend, you can throw your subordinates out in time. This way you can avoid danger and not delay your own practice.

"This person is not simple."

Xue Dao Jie Xiu glanced at the token on Chen Luo's waist. A seemingly ordinary sign actually emitted seven colors of light under the agitation of heaven and earth energy at this moment.

"You may not know the person, but you can't help but know the brand, right?"

The streamer on the token became more and more obvious.

When Chen Luo mobilized the vitality of heaven and earth, seven auras escaped like seven swords. These sword auras flowed slowly around Chen Luo. From a distance, it looked like a layer of protective sword aura rose up on his body.

"The true biography of Qionghua Sect?!"

The sea area is not like the land of the Seven Kingdoms. They also have contacts with the Tiannan Region. It was precisely because they knew that they understood the significance of the representatives of the Qionghua Sect, which was a Nascent Soul-level force. But isn't the Qionghua Sect a sword cultivation sect? Why has this person used physical cultivation methods from the beginning to now?

boom! !

The two people over there were already fighting, and a strong air flow swept over them.

"So strong!"

There was a flash of shock in Xue Dao Jie Xiu's eyes. He had once seen the scene of an island pill-forming ancestor doing something, and that method of stirring up the vitality of the world was still fresh in his memory. But compared with the two people in front of him, the pill-forming ancestor in his memory was a bit unsatisfactory. He estimated that any of these two people could crush the ancestor in his memory to death.

One part in the courtyard is black and one part is green.

The black-horned king transformed into a dragon in mid-air, and the demonic aura on his body turned into clouds. Chen Luo below was as motionless as a mountain, and the green aura connected with the earth to form a thick circle of aura. The terrifying aura continues to escalate. At this moment, Madam Hong and the three of them have retreated to the edge of the formation. Even from such a long distance, they can feel the terrifying sense of oppression, as if the whole world is fighting against them.

In that kind of environment, it is considered good to be able to exert one hundred percent of your magical powers.

"The Black-Horned King was already a third-level monster before he transformed into a dragon. The dragon's bloodline allowed him to go one step further. How could the person who can fight with him be an ordinary Danden Master?"

"I didn't expect that the Qionghua Sect, in addition to sword cultivation, is also so powerful in physical cultivation. It deserves to be a Nascent Soul-level force."

Zuo Qiulong and Madam Hong also showed similar expressions.

Now the three of them no longer have any position. The previous issues such as the treasure house were covered up by higher-level issues. With Chen Luo, the ancestor of the pill formation, in front, such a small matter as the treasure house being 'robbed' can be ignored. .

"I wish I could be as powerful as my teacher."

Ao Ye, who was protected by Zuo Qiulong, said with envy. He didn't know the divisions among immortal cultivators, but when he saw that this person was able to confront King Black Horn head-on, he knew that the other person was not an ordinary cultivator. When Ao Ye was growing up, King Black Horn had always been like a mountain that he could never cross. Now that I see hope, I am naturally in high spirits.

'teacher? yes! We can also worship this senior as our teacher. ’

The three people who were still chatting suddenly froze when they heard Ao Ye's words.

This guy can become a disciple, so there’s no reason why we can’t? The three of them also passed the senior's 'Inner Demon Tribulation' test. Doesn't this mean that they also have the opportunity to embrace them and get involved in the Nascent Soul Sect? Thinking of this, the expressions of the three people changed, even Madam Hong.

The most precious thing in the world of cultivating immortals is inheritance. The Nascent Soul Sect is the top force in the Tiannan Region. If you join this sect, you will have someone to guide you on the path of subsequent cultivation, which can avoid many detours.

Roar! !

There was a roar, and a terrifying roar came from the yard ahead.

A huge sound wave exploded.

The chat between the few people was interrupted for an instant. Each of them concentrated their strength on a small point and tried their best to protect themselves. The next moment, the storm swept over, mixed with a large amount of gravel and broken wood, one by one hitting the wall and ground nearby, making a muffled sound, and it took a long time for the atmosphere to calm down.

Looking at where the people were standing, there were potholes everywhere.

There were large craters everywhere on the walls, with rubble and broken wood embedded in them, and several areas had collapsed. The bluestone floor of Shuifu also became pitted, and there were traces of the aftermath everywhere. Not only the direction where they were standing, but also the entire water house centered on the previous small courtyard was affected. Most of the nearby houses collapsed, leaving only the broken bricks and broken walls.

In the center of the courtyard, bone patterns appeared on Chen Luo's chest. A ball of beating Yin thunder appeared on his hands, and he pulled his hands apart. The two Yin thunders were stretched by him like chains. Under the influence of the vitality of heaven and earth, thunder arcs began to flash in the entire area, and dense Yin thunder struck indiscriminately, gravel exploded, and bricks exploded.

The Black Horned King's entire body was covered in demonic energy, and dozens of black dragon shadows appeared in the courtyard. These shadows were attacking Chen Luo from all angles. Some use dragon claws, and some use dragon horns.

‘Mirage’!

Before the Black Horned King turned into a dragon, he was a black fish spirit, and his most proficient in water magic. Coupled with the fact that Jiaolong belongs to water, his natal magical power goes even further. Now every once in a while, a dragon will appear in the field and attack Chen Luo. These phantoms may be real or fake.

But without defense, the false becomes true.

Chen Luo stood in the center, ignoring the scattered dragons. The thunder was beating, and any shadow that came close to him would be chopped into pieces immediately. Not only that, the demonic energy in the air was also within his attack range. Although it is just a demonic cloud, as soon as it senses its aura, Yin Lei will strike through it immediately.

"I don't believe you can resist all attacks."

This is a competition of spiritual consciousness. King Black Horn believes that even if the opponent is equal in strength to him, he will definitely not be able to match him in terms of spiritual consciousness and mental strength. The demon race has a long lifespan. King Black Horn has been practicing for more than 900 years. This age is considered an antique among the human race. He does not believe that the person in front of him has lived longer than him.

The Black Horned King controlled the demonic energy while changing his position. As soon as he grabbed hold of his dragon claws, dense gravel mixed with broken wood, together with his shadow, attacked Chen Luo from all directions. These things may be real or fake. As long as one hits one, the attack of King Black Horn will transform into reality.

‘Hit it once and you win. ’

It is absolutely impossible for a mere human monk to compare with the body of a dragon.

‘Bottom left. ’

‘Behind the gravel. ’

‘The flying wood is fake. ’

Chen Luo kept shrinking the position of the Black-Horned King. Under the observation of hundreds of external brains, he could clearly see all the attacks coming over him. As long as you get close, you will be shattered by Yin Lei. (End of chapter)