I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

Unlike all the chess pieces before, the color of the chess piece he dropped this time was the same as the color of the chess piece dropped by the elegant man, both of which were enchanting blood red.

Snap!

The chess piece fell, and the blood-red ripples spread. The color of the entire chessboard changed visibly, but in the blink of an eye it became the same color.

The chaotic and intertwined chess pieces were arranged together, merging into a blood-red big word.

Kill!!

Chaodu.

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A figure walked in from outside with a long knife, and the blade scratched the ground, leaving a long mark.

"Chang'an Hou, what are you doing?"

The little eunuch at the palace gate fell to the ground and retreated nervously.

"Put down the knife! Let's talk it over."

The surrounding guards also noticed the movement here and quickly surrounded them. However, none of these people dared to take action, as they all recognized the person who came. It was the late queen's brother, the current emperor's brother-in-law.

The noise outside the palace wall soon alarmed the people in the palace.

A group of court officials came out from inside.

"Chen Hen?"

In the crowd, Fang Tianchou, who was wearing a dragon robe, frowned and looked at this familiar face. He couldn't help but think of the queen who had just died of illness, and the night many years ago, the woman he promised to protect for a lifetime.

"I'm afraid that the Marquis of Chang'an is dissatisfied with your majesty for doing this."

The woman in white put her lips to Fang Tianchou's ear and bewitched.

"Enter the palace with a knife, who are you going to kill?"

Someone stepped forward and scolded.

"You have no respect for the law of the country, and your crime should be executed."

The leader of the Demon Cult also came out, looking at Chen Hen with murderous eyes.

"Should be killed!"

"Not killing is not enough to stabilize the law of the country."

Junior Master Ma Kun also walked out of the crowd. He is now also a high-ranking official of the new dynasty and holds an important position. He had always been worried that the Chen siblings would seek revenge on him, but he didn't expect that the siblings would die before he made a move.

He went to court with a knife, and even the gods couldn't save him.

Listening to the advice of the courtiers and his beloved concubine, Fang Tianchou's eyes gradually became cold, and the last trace of hesitation was cut off by him. He thought he had been kind enough to the Chen siblings, but he didn't expect them to be so disregarding of the overall situation.

"Come here!"

Puff

A flash of blood flew out.

Ma Kun's headless body fell to the ground, and the flying head still had a smile of conspiracy.

"Insolent!!"

The furious voice came out, and the leader of the Demon Cult and several heads of the Jianghu sects attacked at the same time. The vertical and horizontal internal force brought a strong wind, and the knife and sword energy around gathered into dense sharp blades, slashing towards Chen Hen in the middle. Fang Tianchou took a step back and didn't stop him.

Chen Hen's act of killing with a knife touched his bottom line.

No one is allowed to cross the imperial power.

Swish, swish, swish.

Chen Hen in the middle was like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a red breath, and a strong hatred gushed out, like a volcano. Blood-colored flowers bloomed around him, and in an instant, a voice rang in the ears of everyone in front of the palace.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

The seven killing demon sounds, the sword energy was everywhere.

All the sharp blades that attacked were cut down by the sword energy, and the leader of the demon cult and the heads of various sects in the air turned into corpses and limbs and flew out. The blood was wrapped by the sword energy and condensed into a larger blade. The blood-colored sword energy of more than ten meters swept across the eight wastelands.

The corpses were everywhere, and all those who rushed over were killed.

"Protect the emperor!"

A large number of imperial guards rushed over, and a group of masters escorted Fang Tianchou to retreat.

Dense arrows shot down, but these arrows were shaken away by the blood-colored lotus before they got close, and one person and one sword kept flashing. Every time it appeared, one person died.

Ten, twenty, thirty.

The palace was stained with blood, and a large amount of blood was absorbed by the long sword, making the blade more enchanting, and the breath on Chen Hen became more terrifying.

He looked over.

The living civil servants around were scared and fled in all directions, and the palace maids and eunuchs also hid to one side. Only Fang Tianchou, the emperor, and the new imperial concubine stood in the middle.

"I am the saint of the Yellow River Church and the future queen."

The knife flashed, and the body was cut in two.

Under the long sword, all beings are equal.

Chen Hen stopped moving, the blade pointed obliquely at the ground, and blood slid down the blade. The hot blood dripped on the ground and seeped into the snow, like a blooming peach blossom.

Fang Tianchou was completely scared.

He couldn't believe that Chen Hen, a sickly man, had slaughtered all the officials by himself. You should know that many of them are famous martial artists, and some of them became famous more than 60 years ago. Even Chen Hen's father Chen Zheng and Fu Sheng could not be opponents of these people. But now Chen Hen is like a demon possessed. He killed them all with one knife, just like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Are you going to kill the king?!"

Fang Tianchou fell to the ground and felt for the first time that death was so close to him.

It turned out that the imperial power that reigned over the world was nothing in front of this kind of warrior who was bloody. Stripping off the coat of imperial power, he was still just an ordinary person.

"Where is Zhao Kun?"

Chen Hen stopped in front of Fang Tianchou, with the long knife against his face, and his blood-red eyes were filled with indifference that normal people did not have.

Cut off the hatred.

He was more relaxed than ever before.

He had already calculated that his enemies had been killed, and only Zhao Kun, the housekeeper who embezzled their Chen family's property and forced him and his sister Chen Yuan to flee to Beiyue Country, was left.

"Here"

Fang Tianchou opened his mouth several times, but in the end he couldn't remember who this person was.

Puff!

The long knife entered his abdomen, avoiding the vitals.

Fang Tianchou's body trembled, and he looked at Chen Hen in disbelief.

"I won't kill you, but you owe this knife to my sister."

The long knife was pulled out, and Chen Hen didn't look at the crowd around him again. His figure flashed, and the whole person turned into a rainbow and flew up like a fairy. This scene shocked everyone in the palace. They stared at Chen Hen who disappeared in the sky in a daze, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses.

"Help."

A group of people gathered in a panic, and Fang Tianchou, lying in a pool of blood, was lifted up. He looked at Chen Hen's back as he went away, and suddenly laughed, and then he cried.

No one knew what the new emperor was crying for.

Half a day later.

On the outskirts of Shacheng, Zhaojiabao.

Zhao Kun, with his head full of white hair, swayed gently on a recliner, holding a palm leaf fan in his hand to drive away mosquitoes.

Whoosh!

A bloody knife light fell from the sky.

The knife light circulated once, and then disappeared into the sky with a "whoosh". Everything happened in an instant. The body sitting on the recliner was still shaking, but the head was nowhere to be found, and blood was spilled, causing a cry of surprise.

A few days later, the remnants of the Yellow River Cult in the north were wiped out.

In the southwest martial arts world, the chivalrous sword king who had framed the southwest hero died at home.

In the clouds.

Chen Hen was surrounded by blood, and the long sword in his right hand trembled slightly, and hatred soared into the sky.

"Hate, all cut off."

He looked up at the void, the blood in his eyes faded, and his heart was clearer than ever before. He remembered everything, the heavenly tribulation, and the "hate". As his memory recovered, his body dissipated like particles, and the world below also disappeared like smoke and dust.

Pavilion.

"Are you sure you want to pass the tribulation like this?"

The elegant man looked at Chen Luo who had dropped the chess piece and couldn't help asking.

He had seen countless kinds of people who passed the tribulation.

Among these people, there were those who passed on skills and methods, those who imitated the guidance of immortals, and even those who transformed into immortals and came down to personally pass the tribulation. All the people who passed the tribulation had the same method of passing the tribulation, that is, "breaking the dust bond".

This was the first time he had seen a method of passing the tribulation like Chen Luo's. It felt like the person who passed the tribulation was dissatisfied with the lack of strength and helped himself.

"By introducing hatred into your body, aren't you afraid that the inner demon will be deeply planted and pollute the path?"

At this stage, once the path is polluted, the immortal path will be completely cut off.

"What kind of path is a path that can be polluted."

Chen Luo stretched out his palm, and a blood-colored mark flew out from the chessboard, condensing into an illusory long sword that appeared in his palm.

This knife is the long knife that Chen Hen finally used to "cut off hatred".

As soon as the blade appeared, the air around it was affected, and the power of the heavenly tribulation emanated from the blade. The long knife full of "hatred" continued to overflow like a demonic sound. If an ordinary person were here, they would be contaminated by the knife energy and become a madman corroded by hatred just by hearing one word.

The elegant man stood opposite, and the blood energy was dissolved by itself when it approached his body, and his clothes did not move at all.

He looked at Chen Luo and wanted to know how he got through this level.

For cultivators, the inner demon tribulation is poison, a highly toxic poison that everyone avoids. In the eyes of the elegant man, Chen Luo's behavior was like taking poison on his own initiative, and it was the kind that one bottle was not enough, and he even showed off several bottles.

The hatred was integrated, and Chen Luo was soon affected.

The blood-colored long knife melted like liquid, and the dark red breath spread along his forearm, and the breath around him also fluctuated. This scene disappointed the elegant man.

I thought he had some trump cards, but I didn't expect him to be a reckless man.

Buzz! !

Just when the elegant man thought Chen Luo was about to fail, his aura suddenly changed. The whole person seemed to have changed into a different person, and the ancient aura emerged from his body. The long sword in his hand, which was filled with "hatred", suddenly became quiet.

The blood and qi flowed back from his body and merged into the long sword again.

The liquefied long sword returned to its original state again.

The sky-high murderous intent burst out from Chen Luo, and the little "hatred" that had been integrated before was washed away like a little lamb, and his body became pure again.

"Almost."

After condensing the long sword, Chen Luo showed a smile on his face, took out an ordinary long sword from the cave gourd, and slapped the blood and qi into it.

After a slight tremor, the blood and qi resisted briefly, and soon merged into the long sword.

The originally ordinary low-level magic weapon quickly transformed under the integration of blood and qi, and the almost substantial hatred spread from the blade.

Is this refining a weapon?

Refining a weapon with the heavenly tribulation! This person is indeed a bit special.

"It's really extraordinary."

The elegant man glanced at Chen Luo, took a half step back, and waved his hand to disperse the surrounding scene. His figure became blurred, and disappeared between heaven and earth like a shadow. The calamity energy gathered between heaven and earth dissipated bit by bit, and the black cloud that covered this area for more than half a year also dissipated bit by bit (End of this chapter)