I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Bang! !

The sword energy struck Ning Chenye's neck fiercely, and a bright sword light exploded. A strike from a Red Core sword cultivator can cut even a small mountain in half. But the strange thing is that such a terrifying sword energy has no effect on Ning Chenye and does not even cut the skin. .

When the third-level magic sword struck the skin, it only made a low muffled sound, as if it had been struck on sand.

"Um?!"

A flash of shock flashed in Tang Wenyou's eyes.

The figure flashed and fled towards the distance without looking back. From drawing the sword to escaping, the whole process went smoothly without any hesitation.

The expression on Ning Chenye's face, who was struck by a sword, slowly turned cold.

The flowing aura of yin and yang emerged on his body. Looking at Tang Wenyou who was escaping in the distance, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

"How dare you chop me down!!"

A layer of gray-white air waves swept across, and the fog in the entire valley began to boil.

Tang Wenyou's face changed drastically as he was escaping in mid-air. Looking at the young man in front of him, an incredible thought flashed through his mind.

"Nascent Soul?!"

There are only a few Nascent Souls in the entire Tiannan Territory. He just came here to find a spiritual field, so why did he bump into a monster of this level? Could it be that they accidentally bumped into Master and their targets?

boom!

Tang Wenyou felt as if he had been hit by a mountain. The weird scholar who had been talking to him had now turned into a green-skinned monster. He was exuding a ferocious and terrifying aura. Tang Wenyou When You reacted, he had already been hit in the chest. Layers of circular power exploded with the fist as the center. Tang Wenyou's body flew down from the air like a cannonball and hit the mountain wall behind.

"Wow!"

Tang Wenyou spurted out a mouthful of blood, his internal organs were severely injured, his brain was in chaos, and his soul was also shocked. The magic sword in his hand also flew out and was inserted diagonally on a huge rock on the mountain. The sword energy that originally surrounded it also dimmed little by little.

"Nascent Soul Realm Body Cultivation! Are you the Lord of the Ghost Temple or the Centipede Spirit?"

Tang Wenyou's eyes were bloodshot and he asked with difficulty.

Bang!

One hand pinched Tang Wenyou's head and lifted him up. This monster has grown to five meters long, has a mouth full of fangs, and has a long tail trailing behind it. It turns out to be a monster.

"Tell me! Why do you want to hurt me in the past?"

Ning Chenye raised Tang Wenyou in front of him and looked at him at eye level. The upper-world monster that had merged into his body was stirring inside him, affecting his mind.

The Yin-Yang Demon Lord failed to transform into a god and his body was split into two.

The male body Ning Chenye is weaker than the female body. Most of the power he inherited is the physical part. He only has some basic supernatural powers. He has been avoiding the pursuit of the female body for these years. The other party wants to fuse with him, but also wants to bite him back.

Escape again and again, reincarnation again and again.

Past, present, Future.

Every reincarnation is a replenishment of strength for Ning Chenye. As long as he is not taken away by that woman, he will be successful. Being interrupted in the middle will cause huge losses. The person who talked to Tang Wenyou before was the Ning Chenye in the past. He was really just an ordinary scholar, just like the Ning Chenye who met Chen Luo for the first time.

Tang Wenyou broke this balance and destroyed Ning Chenye's reincarnation.

Naturally, Tang Wenyou didn't know the cause and effect of this. Being held in Ning Chenye's hand, he only felt that all the spiritual power in his body was blocked, and even the red elixir could not be used. The escape method, magical power, and sword body all lost their effect. This was the suppression of the realm. The gap between the two sides was too big.

"evildoer."

Bang!

The furious Ning Chenye crushed Tang Wenyou's head, penetrated his chest with his other hand, grabbed Tang Wenyou's red pill, and swallowed it in one gulp to make up for his loss.

After killing the man, Ning Chenye threw the body away, and there was a sound in the mist in the distance.

Ning Chenye's expression changed, his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

‘Husband, where are you going?’

A faint voice came from behind.

The mist gathered, and tranquility returned to the valley again.

Chen Luo stood outside the Lingxin Temple.

In front of him was a collapsed temple. The plaque of Lingxin Temple fell sideways to the ground, with a big hole broken in the middle. The beams inside were also broken, and broken bricks and tiles were scattered everywhere.

"Not a single living person."

Withdrawing his consciousness, Chen Luo frowned slightly.

The area marked on this map has now been reduced to ruins. The same was true for the three surrounding villages. Chen Luo searched here for half a day but found no trace, not even Taiqing Peak's true disciple Tang Wenyou.

"It has been abandoned for at least fifty years."

Chen Luo walked to the temple, stretched out his index finger and rubbed it on the stone platform. From the dust accumulation, he could roughly judge how long it had been abandoned.

Just when Chen Luo was about to search further, a messenger talisman flew through the sky from a distance.

‘Be careful and leave after collecting the spiritual materials. ’

It came from Taixu ancestor Guhe.

This news made Chen Luo smell something bad. Furukawa had never sent him a message in this way. This time there was only one possibility of being informed individually, and the real plan of the seven of them was about to begin. Thinking of what Gu He said to him and his senior sister Yu Junyao when they went down the mountain last time, Chen Luo suddenly made a guess.

Become a god!

There is only one thing that Qionghua Seventh Ancestor can take so seriously, and that is becoming a god.

"I wonder if they have found the Centipede Spirit and the Lord of the Ghost Temple."

The communication talisman dissipated and Chen Luo called the external brain.

‘There are traces of the formation. ’

As soon as the fourth-level formation mage of Baixiandong recovered, he noticed the problem.

‘In the wing on the left, there is a corpse under the dry well. ’

Chen Luo quickly turned around, moved away a pile of debris, and with a sweep of his spiritual power, the dry well covered by the collapsed wall appeared in front of him. Below, there is a horrified corpse hidden. Judging from the state of death, this person has been dead for no more than three days at most.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and his spiritual power transformed into his hand, grabbing the corpse below. At the sight of a dead body, several brains became active.

‘Mortals without spiritual roots. ’

'Familiar breath'

Chen Luo looked at the corpse in front of him and reached out to read the other person's brain.

‘Contact with the brain waves of a dead person, the damage degree is 19%, do you want to read it? ’

The degree of damage was very low, and the time of death was indeed short.

Several obsessions poured into his body. Among these chaotic memories, Chen Luo easily found what he wanted.

The man who died in the well was the temple blessing of Lingxin Temple.

Tang Wenyou, the true disciple of Taiqing Peak, came here and made a deal with Miao Zhu who died underground, promising to help him solve the trouble here. There is also a name that he can't forget in his memory, 'Mr. Weng'. Miao Zhu believes that as long as ‘Mr. Weng’ comes, all problems can be solved.

"Three days?"

Chen Luo released Miao Zhu's brain, stood up and looked at the moss-covered walls around him. Finally he understood what that feeling of familiarity was. It was the Jinsheng Inn he had been to once before.

After the Yin Yang Demon Lord failed to transform into a god, he stayed in the inn.

The inn was not created by the Yin Yang Demon, and his two bodies were just two tenants in the inn. The actors Chen Luo hired before were also tenants of the inn. In addition to them, there are many tenants in Jinsheng Inn. These people are strong and weak.

Judging from Chen Luo's last experience, the Yin Yang Demon Lord is most likely the strongest among the tenants.

"If it were Brother Ning, I wouldn't join in the fun."

Chen Luo stood up instantly and was about to leave.

Lingtian won't be able to escape from this place for a while, and he will come back to search after leaving the inn later. Taiqingzhenzhuan Tang Wenyou probably entered the inn area, and the possibility of the alchemy monk surviving inside was very low. Half of the key is lost, and I don't know if I can get it back.

Boom! !

There was a roar, and a gray mist suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance. A terrifying aura beyond imagination exploded in that place, and seven superb sword energies shot straight into the sky, as if they were about to split the sky.

The source is in the direction of the Golden Light Cave.

Even from such a distance, he could clearly feel the shuddering aura.

Thinking of the previous message from Taixu Patriarch Gu He, Chen Luo quickly stood up and ran away in the opposite direction. Furukawa's plan is to let Chen Luo take advantage of the chaos to collect Nascent Soul materials and then leave the land of right and wrong. But he didn't expect that a Jinsheng Inn would suddenly appear.

This ghost thing is quite tricky. Chen Luo had told Furukawa about it before, but I don’t know if he took it to heart.

The sword light and gray energy collided.

The energy of heaven and earth in the entire area was in chaos, and all the immortal cultivators in this area felt a sense of panic, as if some taboo had been opened.

"Seven swords transform into gods, and from now on the door to immortality will be opened!!"

The voice of joy came from the chaotic place, and the sword energy spread out in waves, as if it was about to split the Jinguangdong mountain in half.

"Nothing is so easy in this world. How can I let you succeed so easily if it messes up my plan?"

"The hatred of suppression is irreconcilable!"

Two voices came out, and the evil spirit spread. I saw two exaggerated centipede monster bodies emerging from the clouds and mist. One of them had thousands of eyes in its belly, and its evil aura was soaring to the sky. The other one is completely black and has a sharp horn on its head, which is a sign of dragon transformation.

These two centipedes are none other than the former national master of the thousand-year-old country and the Thousand-Eyed Centipede from Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.

They have been dormant for so long and have been waiting for this moment.

The catastrophe of becoming a god is dangerous.

It’s also an opportunity!

All the peak beings in the Tiannan Territory are grabbing this opportunity.

"I should be a part of the opportunity to become a god."

The owner of the ghost temple, which was full of ghosts and could not be hidden, also took action. Along with him were three strange auras, one of which Chen Luo knew, was the master of the Golden Light Cave. The remaining two were strangers to the Nascent Soul, and the Seventh Qionghua Ancestor's Divine Transformation Tribulation had gathered all the top experts.

"You are the ones waiting."

A wanton laughter came out, it was the voice of Patriarch Taixuan, and he could only be heard shouting loudly.

"Come with us to stand the thunder, the seven-star thunder formation - rise!"

A large amount of sword energy is released from the seven spiritual weapons, and these sword energy are intertwined to form a sword network. All those who made a sneak attack were enveloped. After the calamity clouds in the sky gathered to a certain limit, feedback finally appeared, and lightning was still generated.

But this was not enough, the Divine Tribulation did not appear.

There is a door blocking this opportunity. There are a large number of coiled dragon pillars on both sides of this door, surrounded by ferocious dragon corpses.

boom! !

The two centipede spirits collided with the sword formation together, and the Nascent Soul's magic power formed a tsunami storm, cutting off most of the peaks of the Golden Light Cave. (End of this chapter)