I Borrowed a Brain from the Almighty

"So there are helpers."

The body of the Winged Man Ancestor was condensed, and the giant monster that was smashed to the ground by Chen Luo with the chessboard also recovered. He had almost no impression of Chen Luo. Unlike Qiu Yuan, Chen Luo was only in the Hedao realm at the beginning. In the eyes of the Mahayana cultivators, cultivators who have not crossed the threshold of immortals are ants. They don't even have the qualifications to be remembered by them.

The wood attribute aura spread to the entire area and regained control of the initiative. Even Chen Luo's "Heart Demon Dao" can only protect a small area around him.

"The immortal spirit is really hard to deal with."

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes, and the aura around him also changed. The mind of the corpse immortal Zhao Qi took the initiative.

When Chen Luo took action this time, he considered various possible situations. The worst situation is to face the Lord of Yongye Valley, the old golden ant and the Winged Man Ancestor directly. The second is to face a single person. The best option is the Winged Man Ancestor, followed by the golden ant.

In Qiu Yuan's calculation, the Winged Man Ancestor is the weakest of the three tribes.

The gap between a Mahayana cultivator who has only survived the 19th Heavenly Tribulation and a cultivator who has survived the Tribulation is not that big, as can be seen from the fact that he was suppressed by the Blood Demon before. The most difficult one to deal with is the Lord of the Eternal Night Valley. This Valley Lord can't even see through the hatred, he only knows that this old monster defeated the Tomb Guarding Clan that originally guarded the Second Forbidden Zone, replaced it, and created the current Eternal Night Valley.

Now that the Winged Man Patriarch has appeared here, it means that the worst situation expected by Chen Luo has not occurred.

As long as this old guy is solved, his Wanxiang Immortal Sect can completely gain a foothold and become a top force like the Nine Tomb Guarding Clan, and no one will dare to provoke him at will.

"This old guy is greedy for life and afraid of death. He has not experienced the baptism of a complete Great Heavenly Tribulation. The immortal spirit in his hand is too mixed. You can stop him with Zhao Qi's brain."

Sensing the changes in Chen Luo, the hatred took out a long knife again.

The blade was stained with blood, and the auras of the two were connected together, colliding with the wood grain monster.

"No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants."

The winged ancestor looked indifferent and stepped on them again. He hated the looks of these two people. As weaklings, they didn't show any fear when they saw him.

"I'll cut once, and you can take care of the rest."

Qiu Yuan flew up, and the aura on his body quickly faded, and even the facial features could not be maintained.

The knife light slashed horizontally, and a "human"-shaped gap was cut out of the wood spirit.

"Okay."

Chen Luo quickly grabbed the puppet that lost its spiritual power and put it into the cave gourd. His current realm is the early stage of tribulation, and he has not experienced the great tribulation. It is unwise to divide the power into two to deal with the winged ancestor. The best way is to gather all the power to one point and end the battle quickly.

Chen Luo raised his hand and grabbed it.

The huge stone spirit rose from the ground, and the giant like a mountain ridge clenched his fists and punched down along the gap cut by Qiu Yuan.

Bang! !

The ground cracked, and the spiritual energy turned into a storm and scattered.

The stone spirit's giant fist smashed into the chest of the wood-grained monster, and broken stones and wood chips flew everywhere.

The four people, Wanxiang Patriarch and Tieke, who were watching from a distance, were immediately severely injured.

The expressions on the faces of Wanxiang Patriarch and Huanghe Taoist priest froze for a while, and they showed the same dull changes as puppets. Tieke and Yi Linghui were even more seriously injured and vomited blood. They were severely injured from their souls to their bodies.

The realm of immortal cultivation, the span is getting bigger and bigger. This level of confrontation is completely beyond the tolerance of these people, even if they are just watching.

Ningjing's residual soul is like a piece of porcelain, and it is glued together again.

This is the third time she has reassembled her soul body.

Every time she puts it together, the residual soul aura on Ningjing will become much stronger. After three reorganizations, Ningjing's residual soul directly reached the peak of the spirit transformation realm, and there are faint signs of entering the return to the void realm.

"This is the only strength you can use in a life-or-death attack?"

The Winged Ancestor didn't know that Qiu Yuan was a puppet, but he only thought that the previous blow was a life-or-death blow from Qiu Yuan, so he put all his spiritual power into defense.

The result of the collision disappointed him greatly.

The combined blow of the two was strong, but it was not enough to kill a Mahayana cultivator.

The Winged Ancestor, who had merged with the giant wood monster, stood up. Under his control, the roots of the trees in the entire area began to wriggle. The exploded debris turned into seeds and spread further to the outside world, pulling the wood spiritual power from farther areas.

"Too weak."

"Clan leader, save me"

The weak voice of Wing Linghui came.

She and Tieke were the most frustrated. They were originally in seclusion to break through the Tribulation Realm, but were suddenly called out by the ancestor, and then they had a clan mission. As a result, they didn't play any role here, and they were about to die, and they were still killed by the aftermath.

"You go back first."

Sensing the state of Wing Linghui, the Winged Ancestor grabbed her with his big hand.

The palm mixed with the spirit of immortals picked up the two people and threw them out like throwing small insects. Chen Luo also put Wanxiang Patriarch and Huanghe Taoist into his sleeves.

Only Ning Jing's residual soul was lying below, and the power of the soul was constantly increasing.

Chen Luo and Yi Ren Patriarch, who noticed the movement, looked over at the same time.

"Master!!"

Ning Jing, who had completed the reorganization, saw Chen Luo in the air, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. In Ning Jing's memory, there was no process of soul reorganization. She just thought she was lucky and avoided the impact of the aftermath.

"Come over first."

Chen Luo spoke. He had just tried to attract Ning Jing's soul, but it didn't work. The same was true for the Winged Ancestor on the opposite side. This discovery made the Winged Ancestor more certain of the value of this 'main soul'.

"Do you think he can protect you?"

The Winged Ancestor narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Jing.

The few immortal spirits in his body emerged again.

Feeling the pressure emanating from the Winged Ancestor, Ning Jing's face suddenly turned extremely pale. She had naturally heard of the reputation of the Winged People. That is the top tribe in the world of immortal cultivation, and the ancestor of the tribe is the top Mahayana cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Corpse."

Chen Luo raised his palm, and Zhao Qi's aura gradually emerged. A breath similar to that of the Winged Ancestor emerged from his body.

Mixed immortal spirits.

Buzz!

The breath was like a tide, and a circle of gray light curtain spread out from Chen Luo's body, instantly covering the Winged Ancestor.

The breath of a living person on Chen Luo's body gradually dissipated, and the skin around him became extremely pale. A breath similar to corpse evil and demon emerged from his heart.

That was the breath of the corpse immortal.

At this moment, Chen Luo only felt that his soul had become extremely powerful, and all the power of the flesh was fed back to the soul. This is also one of the most obvious signs of the corpse immortal.

Abandon the flesh and ascend to heaven.

All the power in the flesh will be absorbed by the soul.

"Corpse?"

The ancestor of the Winged People looked at Chen Luo, who was gradually changing in front of him, and his eyes fluctuated slightly. The corpse is one of the most ancient traditions in the world of immortal cultivation. Most of the immortal cultivators who practice this "immortal way" are solitary. They do not form tribes or build forces.

They are the most difficult to provoke in the world of immortal cultivation because they are single-minded in becoming immortals. Even the top clans treat the immortal cultivators of the "corpse" with courtesy when they meet them. The Wing Man Patriarch had seen a cultivator who followed the path of corpse immortality before, and he was still in the Hedao realm at that time.

The cultivator who followed the path of corpse immortality at that time left a deep impression on him.

"If you had survived the great heavenly tribulation, I might still be a little bit afraid of you, but now, you are still half a step away. This half step is the natural barrier between you and me."

"Master?"

Ning Jing looked at the changes in Chen Luo in front of him, and his soul body involuntarily moved two steps closer.

That was the perception of the residual soul of the immortal world to the breath of "becoming an immortal". Zhao Qi crossed the last step before his death and was a genuine immortal. Although he is dead now, there are still some characteristics when he calls on his power. The mixed immortal power that Chen Luo is now controlling is what Zhao Qi extracted using his habits before his death.

If Chen Luo had survived the great heavenly tribulation, what Zhao Qi extracted would not be mixed immortal power, but pure immortal spirit.

"The breath of old Zhao, this old guy is really stronger than me."

The consciousness of Master Qianxing appeared again. He was 'enlightened' by Chen Luo into Ningjing's body. As long as Ningjing's spirit did not dissipate, his consciousness would not disappear. As one of the top brains in Chen Luo, Master Qianxing naturally knew the existence of Zhao Qi.

Boom! !

Before Zhao Qi's thoughts turned, Chen Luo in front suddenly disappeared.

The gray power of 'Heart Demon Dao' collided with the wood spiritual power of the Winged Ancestor. A hand penetrated in, silently grabbed the left wing of the Winged Ancestor, and tore it hard.

Blood fell, and the wood grain burst.

"It's meaningless."

The Winged Ancestor's face remained unchanged, and he drew spiritual power again. The sawdust that had spread out before was like a seed, further expanding the range of the two people's fight, and dozens of mountain ranges were covered.

The wings torn off by Chen Luo grew out again.

"Do you know the difference between Mahayana and Tribulation?"

The body of the Winged Man Patriarch melted bit by bit like wood pulp when it fell to the ground, and the cracked giant monster was reassembled again.

"It's the essence."

"I have crossed the threshold of immortals and mortals, and half of my foot has stepped into the immortal gate, while you are still in the mortal world."

The wood grain giant monster stood up again, and the immortal power mobilized by the Winged Man Patriarch flowed through its body, giving this huge wooden vine splicing monster some special charm.

"Do you know how immortals would punish people who made mistakes in ancient times?"

The huge wooden man stood up straight, and his nearly 200-meter body was like a mountain. It stood up high, and the arms wrapped with wooden vines opened. A large number of seeds flew down from him and began to affect the outside world.

"They will knock these criminals down to the mortal world."

A higher-level power spread over and wrapped Chen Luo's "Heart Demon Road" in the opposite direction. A series of strange voices appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

"You, should enter reincarnation!" (End of this chapter)