I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Most of the things are missing.

Chen Luo sensed the contents of the cave gourd and found that many pills and talismans had disappeared. Those things themselves do not have 'legendary' properties and cannot appear here. Fortunately, the spiritual weapon was not affected. Chen Luo reached out and grabbed a soul flag from the gourd.

Woo woo

As soon as the soul flag appeared, a sinister wind blew up all around.

Even the black rain that fell from the sky was washed away, forming a spherical area, and ferocious faces of evil souls emerged from the soul flags.

The old swordsman successfully replaced Master Lin Feng and became the highest-level evil spirit, followed by Master Lin Feng and the Master of the Demon Sect.

"Come out and look for it!"

As soon as the soul flag was displayed, densely packed evil souls rushed out from the soul flag like locusts and scattered to every corner of the restaurant. Along the way to this point in his practice, Chen Luo didn't know how many people he had killed. These evil souls were trapped by him in the soul flags, and he practiced them day and night. The evil spirits on his body were almost substantive. If any one of them ran out, he could harm the people of the area. .

boom! !

Just a moment after the evil soul flew out, there was a sound from the second floor.

Chen Luo's figure flashed and appeared on the second floor in an instant. This is a long and narrow corridor with wooden doors painted in ink on both sides. When Chen Luofei came up, the evil spirit flying in this direction had disappeared. Even the soul flags could not sense the location of this evil spirit.

"Disappeared?"

Chen Luo reached out and touched the nearest wooden door, and there was a stinging sensation on his finger. Looking down, he found that the ink on the wooden door had somehow got on his finger.

The soul flag flickered, and the evil souls from other directions all returned to the soul flag like flying birds.

Find the location and the rest will be easy.

As soon as he took a step, Chen Luo felt a cold feeling behind his back, as if something was sticking out from behind.

‘Yizhi Chapter 77 – Painting Resentments. ’

‘Fear of fire. ’

Almost at the same time, two thoughts came to Chen Luo's mind. Before Chen Luo had time to think about it, his back suddenly bulged, and a jelly-like monster came out of his back. A ball of flame exploded on his stone-grinding fist, and he blasted it back in the same brutal way.

Physical form - immortal.

boom! !

The air wave exploded, knocking down large pieces of the ink wooden doors on both sides, and the flames spread out in a ring shape. A sound like a baby crying was heard, followed by the sound of tearing cloth, and the figure behind him was beaten to pieces. Yu Li hit him hard. In an instant, Chen Luo felt as if his back had been hit by a blunt object. His soul was shaking for a while, but he finally managed to stabilize his body.

Only now did he have time to turn around and look behind him.

Behind it, there is nothing.

Quiet corridor, nothing. It was the same as the picture in his spiritual sense, but this was definitely not normal. The attack he had just received was real, and the judgment of the external brain would not be wrong.

"Painting resentment."

Memories related to painting resentment quickly emerged in Chen Luo's mind.

Painting Resentment is a cursed creature that was born from a failed painter who failed many times. This man lived a life of poverty, failed in the imperial examination, his parents died of illness, even his only wife chose to betray him, and his children were proven not to be his biological children.

The down-and-out painter was full of resentment. On a night of heavy rain, he painted a "famous painting" with his own blood at home, and died with hatred.

From then on, the painting became an evil object.

Later, he was discovered and included in the Yi Zhi chapter, becoming a world-famous evil spirit.

"Woo."

The shrill cry sounded again. Chen Luo dispersed his consciousness, but still couldn't find the location of Hua Yuan.

‘There is murderous intent behind the third door panel. ’

The second brother Qiu Yuan suddenly appeared. As a strong man who specializes in killing, Qiu Yuan is extremely sensitive to murderous intentions. What Chen Luo couldn't see with his spiritual consciousness, he could perceive with his murderous aura.

Chen Luo took out the chessboard and smashed it towards the door.

Red flames appeared on the chessboard. He had not forgotten the weakness that Brother Changqing had reminded him earlier.

The figure reappeared, and his strength merged with his arm. He grabbed the chessboard with his right hand and slammed it through the door panel, hitting Hua Yuan behind him. A dark, squirming monster was smashed by the chessboard, and the flames attached to it exploded in the middle.

boom! !

With a scream, the dark thing slammed through the room and hit the wall behind. A large amount of black smoke came out of the thing.

Blocking the doorway, Chen Luo finally saw the shape of this thing clearly.

A strange man covered in black and blue with a distorted face. This guy has three arms. One arm grows from his right shoulder. This arm is entirely made of ink and is holding an inkstone on it. The previous sneak attack on Chen Luo was done with an inkstone.

"Woo."

Hua Yuan stood on the opposite side, making strange crying sounds from his mouth again.

"It's so ugly to cry."

Chen Luo moved his muscles and bones, and the area injured by Hua Yuan's sneak attack had now recovered. The body next to him was like a balloon, swallowed back by him. Waves of aura that was almost like that of a demonic beast appeared on his body, and he activated the first bone pattern of the Demonic Bone Formation Technique.

This is the ‘Legendary Realm’. As long as you have the willpower, your dreams will come true!

This is the method Fuyunwa taught him before. As a local god, Fuyunwa must have encountered these strange monsters, and he can definitely deal with these ghosts using his methods.

The threads light up and turn into breath flowing into the body.

‘I don’t know what happened to that brat. Forget it. Let’s deal with the Qionghua Sect first.’

Another wish related to him. The owner of the voice was Taixu Patriarch Gu He. Judging from the information fed back by the ‘wish’, Gu He should have also arrived in the upper realm and is currently dealing with the troubles of the Qionghua Sect in the upper realm.

After dealing with the troubles on his side, he can go to the Qionghua Sect to take a look.

He also has some understanding of the situation of the Qionghua Sect in the upper realm.

It has been split into several sects. Gu He’s cultivation in the early stage of transformation is not enough to solve the trouble. Even if he is a cultivator who has taken the orthodox path of transformation, he cannot resist the realm suppression of others.

The wish melted and wrapped around his arm.

Swoosh!

He turned into a residual image.

A dark red flame emerged from the bone pattern. At the moment when the residual image behind him was about to disappear, he had already appeared in front of Hua Yuan. His five fingers pinched Hua Yuan’s head like an iron hoop, and the terrifying force squeezed Hua Yuan’s head into a dent.

There was a loud bang.

The flames burst out from his palm, forming a cylindrical shock wave, burning the painting ghost through.

The lower half of the body exploded on the spot, and the black ink splashed all over the room. The three arms were burned clean like dead wood, and the part below the neck was completely evaporated. Only a half-broken head remained in the palm of his hand, constantly smoking.

"Another brainless waste."

With a bang, Chen Luo threw the head out.

The uncontrollable evil spirits in the soul flag flew out like locusts, quickly eating up the ink in the room. For the evil spirits, monsters like the painting ghost in the Yizhi chapter are the best ingredients, because this kind of thing itself is not a normal life, and to some extent, it can be regarded as the same kind as the evil spirits.

After dealing with the painting ghost, Chen Luo walked out of the room and walked along the corridor to the end.

This place should have been a window, but in this "legendary world", Chen Luo saw a wall with a sunken area on the wall, on which a black golem was enshrined. This golem has three heads and eight arms, and its face is hideous. Each of its eight arms holds a weapon.

Knife, gun, sword, halberd, stick, club, fork, hammer.

Sensing the familiar fluctuations coming from the golem, Chen Luo subconsciously stopped.

"Could this thing be my 'legend'?"

Although he had expected it, Chen Luo couldn't help it when he really saw it. If he went out with this look, his Changqing Sect would definitely become a cult, the kind that everyone would hate.

Crack!

Before Chen Luo could move, the statue on the wall suddenly opened its mouth. Chen Luo was looking at it, and it was also looking at Chen Luo.

"Too weak, how can such a weak me wash the heavens with blood?"

Chen Luo was silent for a while.

Can the statue that was about to wash the heavens with blood be destroyed and rebuilt?

The statue moved its body and jumped down from the stone wall. The statue, which was only three inches in size, suddenly became extremely tall after landing. Even the "body" standing next to Chen Luo seemed a little short in front of the pitch-black statue. Waves of fierce aura spread out like substance.

"Are you ready to accept my great power? Weak me, be thankful, be thankful that there is one."

Bang!

Chen Luo, who was impatient, raised his hand and grabbed the neck of the pitch-black statue. The power of the same origin burst out from him, and a black vortex like a whale appeared in his palm and began to devour the power of the black statue.

This is his legend.

He wrote it himself. Although the image is a little biased, the essence has not changed.

"Finally, it looks a bit like 'me'."

The statue lowered its head, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in its eyes. Then it exploded with a bang.

After absorbing this power, Chen Luo quickly called the 'virtual god method' and began to transform his own soul. The twisted energy kept changing, causing the surrounding ink paintings to shake as well, and it took a long time to calm down.

Buzz!

As soon as he had gathered his breath, Chen Luo sensed a familiar mark.

An apricot-yellow bird drilled through the wooden door and appeared in front of Chen Luo. After confirming Chen Luo's identity, the apricot-yellow bird's body swelled up, and then exploded like a balloon, with a strong smell of incense escaping.

A palm-sized lucky doll flew out, opened its mouth and swallowed the incense, and a trace of spirituality descended, transforming into a temporary communication clone.

"I found a place with a lot of ownerless incense, do you want to come?" (End of this chapter)