I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

The recording stone records the process in more detail. The monk who died in the insect pile captured the entire process of the city's collapse. A giant four-fingered foot covered with scales and spikes descended from the sky and stepped on the Wanbao Pavilion in the center of the city. The building collapsed, and the ancestor of Jiedan who was sitting here died suddenly on the spot.

The giant foot left, leaving its black footprints in place.

The gray-brown particles escape from the footprints. Less than half a day later, all the creatures in the entire city died suddenly. No matter they were mortals or cultivators, no one could escape. The building was also shattered by the erosion of gray-brown particles.

The bustling city turned into a desperate situation.

It's a pity that even with the image stone, the monster's body cannot be captured.

Even with the exaggerated reserve in Chen Luo's external brain, he failed to recognize this foot. There were too many similar feet. With just one foot without any features, he could identify hundreds of possible monsters.

"Spread out and search! If you find the underworld ghost cultivator, send me a message."

Zi Tianji ordered the subordinates beside him.

The people he brought here this time were all the strong men he had subdued over the years. After meeting with Chen Luo, he was given a round of 'pointing out', so there was no problem with his loyalty.

The group of people quickly dispersed and began to search for traces of Huangquan Ghost Cultivator.

Chen Luo and Zi Tianji continued to search along the main road.

Half a day later.

"Stop first, there is something wrong with this place."

Chen Luo stopped at the door of an abandoned house. He and Zi Tianji and others have been circling this area for half a day. This small market doesn't look very big in the sky, but after entering it, we realize that there is a universe inside. These streets seem to have a life of their own, always changing. The magnitude of this change is extremely subtle, and ordinary people cannot feel it at all. Chen Luo only noticed the difference because of the power of the Illusion God Gu.

"Array?"

Zi Tianji did not notice the problem, but out of trust in Chen Luo, he immediately checked the surroundings.

"It's not a formation, it's poison."

Chen Luo frowned and glanced around again and again.

"ah!!!"

A shrill scream came from the right side.

"Jia Tao's voice."

Zi Tianji's face changed slightly, and he recognized the identity of the screaming person. He is one of the loyal subordinates he brought over. The people whose names he can remember are all talented people with some skills.

"Go over and have a look."

The two of them followed the direction of the sound.

A large group of ghost cultivators in khaki robes stood in the middle of the street. Two wailing men were lying on the ground next to them, and there were three corpses beside them.

The person who was screaming was none other than Zi Tianji's subordinate Jia Tao. The other person clenched his teeth, and blood was pouring out from the wound. Next to the three dead corpses, two ghost cultivators were extracting their souls. One ghost cultivator with a mouth full of fangs took out some internal organs and ate them from time to time.

Underworld ghost cultivators are different from human ghost cultivators.

The most obvious point is human nature. The Ghost Cult of Underworld abandons their humanity and treats themselves as another kind of creature, feeding on humans. Within Huangquan, human immortal cultivators are called "human elixirs", and the rewards for many tasks are captured immortal cultivators.

This difference makes the ghost cultivator of Huangquan lose his humanity and the flaws of the ghost cultivator, turning him into another kind of creature that is close to an evil spirit.

"It's quite hidden. It almost deceived me."

A yellow-robed ghost man wearing a hair crown stepped on Jia Tao's shoulder and said in a cold voice.

"Did you kill Twenty-Four? It doesn't look like it. Tell me, who is the person behind you?"

Click!

With such force under his feet, Jia Tao's left arm bones were broken. The power of the soul was transmitted along the wound, causing Jia Tao to scream again.

"Pain can nourish the soul, and only in this way can a high-quality human soul be refined."

Listening to Jia Tao's screams, the hair-crowned ghost cultivator said with an intoxicated face. His expression was as if he was listening to celestial music, and the ghost cultivators next to him also showed similar expressions. A strong ghostly aura spread around these evil spirits.

When Chen Luo and Zi Tianji walked over, this was what they saw.

"You see, the sweet screams can easily catch fish. As long as people don't die, the fish will."

Bang! !

His vision dimmed, and a hand suddenly stretched out from nothingness.

A huge slap slapped the hair-crested ghost cultivator's face from the side, and hot fire exploded in the center of the palm. The head of the hair-crowned ghost cultivator collapsed irregularly, and half of his face was burnt black by the fire. The spiritual energy around him rolled over like a tidal wave, leaving him unable to dodge or turn into a void.

The right leg that stepped on Jia Tao was twisted into an irregular shape like dry wood. One leg was completely broken and flew into the gray fog. The remaining half of the body flew out like mud and hit the broken wall next to it.

It wasn't until this moment that he came back to his senses.

The two people who were standing at the entrance of the alley didn't know when they arrived in front of him. There was no walking process, and there was no teleportation fluctuation, it just appeared strangely.

There was a memory in the middle that was lost, or he didn't see it.

"Fear can nourish the best evil spirits." Chen Luo's voice sounded. His figure appeared next to the hair-crowned ghost cultivator again. It was still the same as before, without any walking process, and he suddenly appeared beside him.

Bang!

A chessboard appeared in the opponent's hand. The head of the hair crown ghost cultivator, which had just recovered half of its head, was smashed into a pulp by the edges of the chessboard again. Half of his body sank into the mud, and his breath was weakened by half. His skull was also smashed into a pit by the chessboard, and the hair crown on his head flew away to an unknown place.

"Pavilion Master!!"

At this time, a group of ghost cultivators nearby reacted.

They were extremely shocked and angry, and subconsciously took out their own magic weapons, and then

began to kill each other.

Zi Tianji, who was standing next to him, swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He had no idea what happened. Before, he and Chen Luo rushed over together and saw that the ghost cultivator who attacked Jia Tao was crazy and talked to the air alone.

Then he saw Chen Luo walk over, slowly gather spiritual power, and slap him away with a slap.

Then Chen Luo slowly took out the spiritual chessboard and walked over to hit him a second time. The hair crown ghost cultivator did not try to dodge during the whole process. The other ghost cultivators nearby were the same. They shouted "Master" and took out their own magic weapons, and rushed towards their companions desperately. However, most of them died in a few moments.

Picking up the chessboard, black blood dripped along the corners of the chessboard.

"Do you feel fear?"

Chen Luo asked very politely.

He deliberately left the other party with a breath to avoid being accused of being impolite.

"Hehe."

The puddle on the ground was trying to wriggle to restore its shape. He tried to speak, but after trying for a long time, he could only make some strange sounds.

Chen Luo did not dislike the other party. He gave this puddle full patience and communicated with the other party in a kind tone.

"Where are the people coming from Huangquan this time? I mean the leader."

The hair crown ghost cultivator who was struggling to wriggle finally condensed half of his face. He gasped for breath and opened his mouth for a long time before he said a word.

"I am"

As a Huangquan ghost cultivator, when has he ever suffered such anger?

He was actually severely injured by a ‘human pill’. If the news was passed back to Huangquan, his status as the Pavilion Master would definitely be stripped. When he thought of this, he could not suppress the murderous intent surging in his heart. He lowered his eyes and tried to avoid eye contact with the other party to avoid exposing his inner emotions.

Wait until the strength is restored before

Puff!

The gray banner was inserted into his mouth, and the brutal force directly pierced the head of the hair crown ghost cultivator who had just condensed. He subconsciously widened his eyes, not knowing what he had done wrong again.

"The murderous intent is not hidden well, I sense it."

Chen Luo said lightly.

An old face appeared on the surface of the gray banner, and the twisted and resentful old face stuck to the head of the hair crown ghost cultivator and drilled in. Then came the second and third

Soul Cultivator!

This person is actually a soul cultivator! !

The hair crown ghost cultivator collapsed. If he had known that this person was a soul cultivator, he would never have fought with the other party. Unfortunately, there is no if in this world. The three evil spirits led by Master Lin Feng rushed into the body of the hair crown ghost cultivator, and the evil spirit condensed into a point in the body, and then exploded with a "boom".

The fragments of the broken souls flew everywhere.

Ghost cultivators are soul cultivators who have abandoned their human bodies. Their souls are extremely powerful. Even if three top-level evil spirits explode in their bodies, they cannot be annihilated.

However, the evil spirits in the soul flag wanted this result.

As soon as the broken arms and legs flew out, a large number of them flew out of the soul flag, but in the blink of an eye, the scattered fragments were snatched away. Each of the nine evil spirits in the lead was given a large piece, and after eating it, the evil souls in their bodies increased by a large amount.

After eating the hair crown ghost cultivator, the soul group raged and ate up the dead ghost cultivator followers next to them, and even the few unlucky souls who were killed with Jia Tao before were not left behind.

When the souls returned to the banner, the aura on the banner became stronger.

Blood filled the eyes, and reason was completely covered.

Soon, clarity returned again, and the blood faded. There was another crazy soul cultivator in the external brain.

"Master, this person's cultivation is not weak. Will it alarm the silent old ghost if we kill him like this?" After Chen Luo took back the soul banner and the aura around him dissipated, Zi Tianji dared to approach and speak.

The scene just now was really scary.

When the cultivation reached Chen Luo's level, the scene of controlling the soul banner was like the end of the world. With the surrounding gray-brown fog, it gave people the illusion of being trapped in the netherworld.

"Don't worry, you can't run away."

The aura fluctuations in Chen Luo's eyes changed visibly. When the voice fell, he had become another person, a Tianji cultivator who was very similar to Ge Xian.

He raised his hand and extended his index finger.

A little spiritual light gathered at the tip of his finger, and he lightly touched it, and a circle of translucent ripples spread out.

"This is the law of fate."

Spider-web-like silk threads spread out, penetrating the gray fog and extending to the distant area. (End of this chapter)