I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

The perfect golden elixir, known as the flawless golden elixir in the upper world, represents the hunyuan of Taoism, is perfect, and is the foundation of true immortality.

There are only a few people who can cultivate the perfect golden elixir, even in the upper world. Because the practice of perfect golden elixir does not start from the moment of forming the elixir. From the beginning, every step must be on the right path. This requires top-notch inheritance and massive resources, and the Food Shadow Sect cannot cultivate such people.

"Elder Zhu, the Shadow Shadow Sect is gone."

The eyes of the withered figure who was exerting all his magical power suddenly became trance-like, and a figure covered in blood appeared next to him.

"Dad, save mom!!"

Before he could come to his senses, another figure appeared beside him. He was injured as well, and fell to the ground crying when he saw him.

"Inner demon?!"

The expression of the withered figure changed drastically, and familiar figures appeared around him one after another.

These figures are all people he cares about.

Bang!

A hand passed through the black shadow mist, and white bone patterns surrounded it. There was a muffled sound, and the withered figure who was trying his best to resist the inner demon was hit in the chest by a fist. The person flew backwards like a cannonball and hit the ground in the distance hard.

"Is this the Nascent Soul of the upper world? It's so weak! It's shaken by the slightest breath of inner demons."

Chen Luo flew over and stepped on the withered figure's throat.

This upper realm Nascent Soul was weaker than he expected, and had almost no resistance to the inner demon's aura. There are rumors that there are no inner demon tribulations in other worlds. Now it seems to be true. Their resistance to the power of inner demons is very weak, and a little breath can affect them.

"If it's in the upper realm"

Bang!

He was interrupted before he finished speaking. The bone patterns on Chen Luo's body flowed, and the wild aura escaped. He bent down, grabbed the other person's head with one hand, and smashed it hard against the ground.

A huge shock wave erupted, a deep pit exploded in the middle, and huge cracks opened inch by inch, spreading in all directions like a spider web. A large area of ​​gray-black ink aura spread, covering the entire area.

"There are so many ifs."

Chen Luo's voice came out from the ink mist. What followed was a series of beatings. The old man seemed to have had his spiritual power sealed by Chen Luo, and Chen Luo grabbed his head and smashed him.

Only when the ink mist dissipated did the man from the Shiying Sect waiting for rescue see clearly the fate of 'Uncle Master'.

Chen Luo, standing in the middle, was surrounded by a wild aura, and monster-like bone patterns appeared on his skin. Demonic energy mixed with spiritual energy, superimposed with the power of ghost cultivators, and some hodgepodge power that he couldn't understand blocked the area.

Each of these powers only has the realm of pill formation, but after being mixed together, even his Nascent Soul cannot undo it.

How could a normal cultivator be proficient in so many magical powers at the same time?

Fang Jing and Qi Fei, who were far away and had not had time to move, were stunned on the spot, suspecting that they had been caught in some kind of illusion and had been pulled into the inner demon tribulation.

boom! !

There was another violent shock, and the two of them came back to their senses. Looking at the demon-like Chen Luo in the distance, Fang Jing swallowed.

"Those people are really Nascent Soul?"

"Probably."

Qi Fei was silent for a while. The old monster Yuanying who was originally aloof in her eyes suddenly lost his sense of mystery. Looking at the old man who was being beaten on the ground like a rag by Chen Luo, she gave them a feeling of "I can fuck me too." 'The illusion.

"help!"

The wizened old man, who was stunned by the smash, finally caught a break and yelled at the dazed Shiyingmen man next to him.

The rich black ink swept over like a tide, forming a circle in the middle. The wizened old man who had been knocked down by Chen Luo for a long time finally broke free and flew up. The black power transformed into a tornado, strangling Chen Luo from all directions.

The man from the Shiying Sect also flew up, and the iron rod appeared in his hand again, and he threw it at Chen Luo below.

The black stick transformed into ten and ten into hundreds in the air.

The energy of heaven and earth in the entire imperial city was divided into three by them, two of which were mixed together and hit Chen Luo like a storm. Chen Luo below raised his hand from time to time, with nine magic swords surrounding him, and all the falling attacks were accurately caught by him.

If it were a pill-forming monk, he would not be dead or disabled after the attack just now, but the Yuanying monk is different. After being promoted to Yuanying, not only the realm of spiritual power has been improved, but the physical body has also become completely different. Even if it is not a special physique, it is absolutely Unusual elixirs can counter this.

Boom boom boom! !

Chen Luo accurately chopped away each stick, and when he raised his sleeves, dense black dots flew out from his sleeves. The male cultivator of the Shadow Shadow Sect opposite him, who was about to make a killing move, only felt that he was in front of his eyes. One black.

"poisonous insect?!"

It is the swarm of insects controlled by the Soul-Residing Gu. After experiencing the baptism of thunder and calamity, each of these insects has become extremely powerful. There were also two centipedes mixed in the swarm, all of which were strange insects.

The soul-eating insects surrounded his body and ate up most of the spiritual power around the man from the Shadow Sect. When he dealt with these soul-eating insects with all his strength, a silver light flashed through.

Unable to dodge, the man from the Food Shadow Sect felt his eyes go dark, and a cold centipede stuck to his face. The sharp claws penetrated his face, and the black breath on the claw tips eroded in. His already seriously injured body was instantly eroded. Most, half of his face turned black and purple.

"ah!!"

With a scream, the person fell straight from the air. The body hit the ground full of potholes, making a big crater and sending gravel flying.

The wizened old man on the other side also trembled, and he looked at his chest in disbelief.

A translucent evil soul emerged from that position, and Master Lin Feng looked over with a crazy old face, grinning with dark fangs.

Explode!

boom! !

In terms of madness, it has to be Master Lin Feng.

The masters of the Demon Seed Sect and the Evil Soul Formation Pills who came after him were not as good as him. This is determined by the nature of the soul. The cultivation level during life can only represent the achievements in life. After death, it is a new beginning. After failing for a period of time, Master Lin Feng regained the position of the main soul. Now the master of the demon sect They were all reduced to second fiddle.

The shriveled figure fell from the sky, and he felt that his internal organs had been severely damaged. I have heard of the name of soul cultivators a long time ago, but in the upper world, soul cultivators are street rats that everyone shouts and beats. Their numbers are extremely rare, and they will be surrounded and killed by the sects as soon as they appear. Such a rare training method actually caused him to encounter it in the lower world.

Fortunately, the evil soul's level was not high, otherwise he would have died by now.

The poison gas has eroded into the opponent's neck.

His limbs were curled up tightly together, and his hair and eyebrows were covered with frost. If he were in his prime, he could naturally suppress this poison, but now his spiritual power is exhausted. The person is still in the cave, and the incompatible environment makes it impossible for him to borrow the power of the outside world to recover.

Looking at Chen Luo who was approaching, the shivering body of the man from Shiyingmen suddenly stopped. There was only a muffled sound, and the person sneaked into the shadow in an incredible way. The body melted and turned into a thick ink-like liquid, and sprang out from Chen Luo's shadow.

He held a dark soul needle in his hand.

Ding! !

There was a sound of metal colliding. The steel needle accurately pierced Chen Luo's back. Before he could recover, he saw a hand covered with bone veins pinching his neck, and fingers like iron hoops pinched.

The bloody light exploded, and Chen Luo pinched the man's neck into two pieces with his hands.

Blood spilled, the headless body flew back, the Nascent Soul's aura fluctuated, and the Nascent Soul flew away from the body with a face full of hatred. In addition to hatred, there was a little fear on his face.

He didn't understand why a cultivator who was proficient in insect cultivation and soul cultivation could have such a hard body!

You can’t do this even with physical training, right?

"Eating Shadow!"

The withered old man's arms plunged into the ground, and the melted arms turned into ink, with circles of black ripples rippling out. The withered old man's forearm turned into liquid, and the black aura spread, eroding the entire area into black. The dead bark people blended in, further aggravating the expansion of the shadow tide.

A twisted and huge shadow monster formed against the ground. After the monster took shape, it roared, drove the black shadow tide around it, opened an exaggerated mouth, and bit into Chen Luo's shadow.

This is the most powerful magical power of the Food Shadow Sect.

The human shadow is one, and as long as the shadow is eaten, the corresponding person will also die.

Bang!

Chen Luo took out a chessboard and smashed it against the shadow monster below. The ground twisted black ripples, and the power was transmitted back. The wizened old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood burst out from his arms, and his big mouth biting Chen Luo's shadow moved slower.

"Even the fourth-level magic weapon can't save you, just die!!"

The withered old man was furious and spat out a mouthful of black blood on the ground. After this mouthful of blood, the black shadow monster finally withstood the chessboard's attack and bit it down.

Bang! !

There was a muffled sound, and the shadow's mouth was stuck in the air as if it had bitten a hard stone. Two of the black shadow's teeth shattered, and the wizened old man who controlled the shadow monster spat out a mouthful of blood again.

How can it be? !

"Aren't you afraid of falling apart if you eat my shadow?"

As early as when he used the chessboard, Chen Luo sent the shadow of this fourth-level magic weapon into the ground. That seemingly rebellious smash was actually 'sending the shadow'.

With the brain of the newly acquired female cultivator from the Shadow Shadow Sect, Chen Luo was not afraid of the conspiracy of the Shadow Shadow Clan.

Fellow disciples know their methods best!

Chen Luo stepped forward and swiped the magic sword in his hand. The wizened old man's head flew up instantly. He grabbed it with one hand and took away the other person's brain. At the moment when the Nascent Soul was about to fly out, the other hand crossed the chest to hold the Nascent Soul in the palm of his hand, and the talisman in the palm of his hand was accurately placed between the eyebrows.

The second Nascent Soul is obtained. (End of chapter)