I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

The magic sword trembled slightly.

Ke Zhenbei was a little surprised. He didn't expect that one-third of the sword energy couldn't suppress this person. So he pulled the sword out a little.

The sword energy surged.

The momentum that was suppressed rose back instantly, and the shaken mirror area stabilized again. Ke Zhenbei showed a smile on his face.

He had already decided.

Regardless of whether this person was a demon who escaped from the tomb, he would suppress this person and take away the secret from him.

Others may not know, but he had clearly noticed it before.

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The real Lingxuzi had already been killed by the Yangji Venerable. He was at the foot of the mountain at the time, and his spiritual sense observed it clearly. Even if the impostor in front of him was not a demon who escaped from the tomb, he must be an evil cultivator with ulterior motives. Killing such a person would be in vain, and it would also highlight his reputation for slaying demons and exorcising monsters.

"How are you thinking about it?"

Looking at the other party's increasingly gloomy expression, Ke Zhenbei's smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

He likes this feeling of using power to suppress others.

Hedao cultivator?

Even if a casual cultivator without a foundation reaches the Hedao realm, he is just the bottom of the Hedao realm.

There are no senior brothers or ancestors behind him!

No magic weapons and immortal tools.

None of these things can be possessed by casual cultivators. In many cases, the world of immortal cultivation cannot be established by competing for qualifications. The world of the Emperor's Tomb is torn down and rebuilt every ten thousand years. Maybe it is not so obvious, but the outside world has long been fixed.

All races in the world, strength is respected!

Their nine tomb-guarding clans are the upper forces in the world of immortal cultivation, and their ancestors are their confidence.

Just like the immortal race, it is obviously just a family, but it is forcibly divided into a clan.

This is the change brought about by strength.

"Think about it."

Chen Luo suddenly sighed, and the gloom on his face dissipated and turned into a smile. The momentum surrounding him also disappeared without a trace.

He just wanted to cultivate in peace and quiet.

He also wanted to dig a few graves to pay tribute to the deceased predecessors.

But why do these people never give him a chance?

The outside cultivation world seems to be even darker than the cultivation world in the Emperor's Tomb. This kind of cultivation world with a complete system structure is the most troublesome to deal with. Chen Luo didn't want to confront them at the beginning. His original plan was to wait for Kuishan and Gexian to make trouble, and then he would take advantage of the chaos to make money.

Now the two predecessors haven't made trouble yet, and he ran into them first.

Judging from the attitude of the man in front of him, he didn't intend to let him live. In this case, he can only use his brain first, hoping to read the secret of the soul-chasing mirror from this person's incomplete obsession.

Chen Luo stood up and took out a chessboard from the cave gourd.

"It's good that you can figure it out. Let me see the gourd in your hand first."

Ke Zhenbei's eyes instantly fell on the cave gourd.

Good stuff!

I had never realized before that this gourd must be a fine product from the Emperor's Tomb, and it might even be a burial item for the Immortal Emperor!

"No problem, but before that, I want to borrow something from you."

"Borrow what?"

Ke Zhenbei's right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, not afraid that the evil cultivator on the opposite side would resist.

When the ancestor assigned tasks before, everyone rushed to hunt down the evil demon that contained the "immortal spirit", and only he was assigned here. I thought it was a small minion, but I didn't expect to get such a benefit.

Burial item for the Immortal Emperor!

If I can get it and then resell it outside, I don't have to worry about the cultivation resources for a long time, and all the cultivation resources for the Hedao realm have a place to go.

'It's my turn to rise! '

Ke Zhenbei's smile became brighter and brighter, and when he looked at the old face of 'Lingxuzi', he felt particularly pleasing to the eye.

This is not a demon, it is clearly the opportunity for him, Lingxuzi!

"It's a little thing on your neck, it's easy to borrow." Before the voice fell, the figure on the opposite side disappeared.

Not good!

Ke Zhenbei's heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to draw his sword.

Bang! !

The dark chessboard suddenly slapped from the left rear, and the force was as strong as a demon beast in the Hedao realm. Ke Zhenbei's hand holding the hilt of the sword didn't have time to react, and he felt his head numb, and his whole head was flattened by the chessboard, and even his soul was damaged.

The sword in his hand flew out of his hand, and all the preparations and calculations he made in advance seemed to have become a joke at this moment.

A murderous aura burst out from the opposite side'Lingxuzi'.

That's the power of a cultivator who crosses the tribulation!

Crossing the tribulation realm? How is it possible!

Ke Zhenbei only felt that his brain was a mess, and his body and soul were violently shaken. He subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but the sword that had been held in his hand flew out at some point.

But how could this be possible! That's a magic weapon.

Ke Zhenbei subconsciously wanted to pinch the magic formula, but at this moment he found that all the parts below the shoulder had lost contact.

My hand is broken?

He finally knew how the sword left his hand, it was together with his hand.

Crack

Crystal-like cracks appeared in the mirror sword world. Chen Luo, who originally had a kind face, had a blood-colored long sword in his hand.

Brother Hatred's brain is most familiar with handling this situation. Moreover, when Chen Luo selected the brain before, Brother Hatred had the strongest reaction. Based on Kuishan's previous reaction, Chen Luo guessed that Qiuqian might have been plotted by the nine tomb-suppressing sects together with Kuishan during his lifetime.

Ke Zhenbei spat out a large mouthful of blood, and at this moment he finally recovered.

If the evil spirit in front of me really dares to take action, he is still the kind to kill him! He doesn't care about the nine tomb-suppressing sects behind him at all, and doesn't care about the trouble that may follow.

'How dare he? ! I have obviously given him a way to survive! ’

Ke Zhenbei's body quickly retreated, and while he was being knocked away by the chessboard, he spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.

The mirror sword world has a dense sword energy.

These sword energies turned into thousands of thin bamboo-like sword energies and stabbed towards Chen Luo. The magic weapon that flew out was also used by him with blood, mixed with the sword energy, and stabbed towards Chen Luo. If it were in its heyday, the sword energy emitted by the magic weapon would definitely be more than what meets the eye. But now that he had lost the initiative, he was forced to fight back to buy himself time to escape.

"Sword Escape!"

Ke Zhenbei used his remaining left hand to draw continuously in the void.

A circular mark appeared in front of him, and a circle of swirling ripples appeared in the mirror sword world. His body also quickly disappeared, and he began to escape along the vortex. As long as he escapes from the Mirror Sword Realm, he can send a distress signal.

When the powerful men from the sect arrive, they will be able to surround him to death even if he has the cultivation level to transcend the tribulation realm.

"I must extract his soul and refine his soul!!"

Feeling the power of escape, Ke Zhenbei said with red eyes.

This was not emotion, but his eyes were really bleeding. The previous chessboard hit had dented half of his face. The power of the spiritual weapon seeped into it, making it impossible for him to recover quickly. The entire nose has disappeared, and now it looks like a ball of flesh and blood, extremely miserable.

The worst thing is the power of the soul.

The power of the evil spirits on the opposite side exceeded expectations, and the previous chessboard almost knocked his soul away. Now the whole person is dizzy, and the world he sees is in chaos. This is a sign that the soul has been severely damaged.

"There are just evil spirits in the tomb, do you really think that the outside world is as simple as the inside?"

Ke Zhenbei finally breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the last bit of strength in his body leaving the Mirror Sword Realm. Then hatred welled up in his heart.

He vowed to turn this evil spirit into a slave.

Poof

A blood-colored long knife slashed across him horizontally. Ke Zhenbei felt his brain go blank, and then his entire consciousness dimmed. The murderous aura rushed in along the wound, and then his consciousness completely dissipated.

‘Why am I back again’

The last trace of doubt flashed in Ke Zhenbei's mind.

He remembered that he had escaped from the Mirror Sword World, and why he suddenly appeared in front of the other party. Could it be that the feeling of escaping before was all fake?

Bang! !

The mirror sword world was shattered, and the two returned to the long street.

Ke Zhenbei, who was sitting opposite Chen Luo, suddenly twitched, his face plunged into the bowl of noodles, and there was no more movement. Such a big movement naturally caused a burst of exclamation, and the noodle stall owner quickly came over to help the person up from the noodle bowl.

Drowning in noodle soup?

The noodle stall owner turned pale.

He is just a small business owner, he has never seen this kind of scene before. Other diners nearby also dispersed, and some even ran towards the direction of the government office. There is an organization in Fangshi at the foot of Tianshan Mountain in Lingxu Cave that specializes in managing ordinary people. The person in charge is the housekeeper who was scolded by Zhong Yan before.

"It's none of my business. He ate the noodles and drowned himself."

The noodle stall owner pinched Ke Zhenbei's crowd and looked at the surrounding diners for help.

"It really has nothing to do with you."

Chen Luo stood up and helped the store owner out of trouble.

Just at this moment, the butler hurried over with a group of people. If it were an ordinary murder case, the housekeeper would naturally not come here in person, but now it was the time when Lingxu Cave Heaven was investigating and investigating traitors. If he did not perform well, he would be immediately punished by Miss Zhong on the mountain.

Maybe it's because he was suppressed too hard some time ago, but Miss Zhong has been particularly ruthless recently, and the housekeeper hasn't had a break for a long time. That is to say, he has the cultivation level of Foundation Establishment Realm. If it were a mortal, he would have died suddenly.

"Give it all, give it all"

The butler, who was guarded by everyone, pushed through the crowd and walked in. As soon as he entered, he saw Chen Luo standing next to the body without saying anything. The whole person was so frightened that his legs weakened and he knelt down on the spot.

"Meet Venerable Lingxu."

When he was helping Zhong Yan on the mountain, he was lucky enough to meet Lingxuzi.

At this moment, Chen Luo still had the image of Ling Xuzi, so he recognized him at a glance. Everyone else also knelt down when they saw this. They didn't know who Chen Luo was, but since the chief steward was kneeling, they naturally had no choice but to kneel with him.

"You handle the rest."

Chen Luo took away Ke Zhenbei's storage bag and the sword from his back, and pressed it on the other person's head. Then, regardless of the shocked and fanatical looks of everyone around him, he took a false step and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.