I borrowed my brain from the Emperor

Chapter 172 Iron Plate

The tip of the index finger penetrated the mirror, and ripples appeared on the smooth mirror. Angry translucent cheeks flew out from the mirror, and a layer of light gray mist spread. In just a blink of an eye, It enveloped the entire inn.

The biggest effect of the mirror of wronged souls is mirror projection. Within the scope of the mirror, the wronged souls can shuttle out of the mirror and disappear back.

Wu Tiande, who controls the mirror, can also use this power.

Displacement, virtual and real conversion.

"There are still two hours until the carriage from the inner city of Black Rock City arrives. Such a long time is enough for us to solve the problem."

Wu Tiande sensed the state of the mirror and reached out to fish inside the mirror again.

This time, after the hand penetrated deep into the mirror, it turned into a transparent palm like the wronged soul.

The scene in the mirror also changed to the scene in the training room next door.

Chen Luo sat cross-legged indoors, his external brain highly active. After entering Black Rock City, he has to prepare for the transformation of his skills. He is currently majoring in the 'Heart Demon Technique' and minoring in the skills of the demon cultivator Xian He Chengfeng and the skills of the evil cultivator Bai Su.

These all take time to integrate. When he was building a foundation before, he asked the mummy brain to help him organize breakthroughs and create a perfect foundation. Now that he had little free time, he naturally used the mummy brain to organize the way forward again.

Candlelight danced in the room.

The pet bird by the wall looked at him curiously. The pets that could be placed in the training room of the Foundation Establishment monks were all domesticated and had very good tempers. This could avoid provoking some weird-tempered Foundation Establishment experts.

'There are enemies. '

'Wicked magic. '

Suddenly, several pieces of information emerged in Chen Luo's mind, and the brains of the pill-forming monks and several more powerful foundation-building brains gave feedback.

hum! !

A pale white transparent ghost hand appeared in the sky above the training room, and this hand grabbed him from the back of his head.

Chen Luo turned around fiercely, and the soul technique condensed in the palm of his hand, causing his arm to change color, turning into a similar translucent palm, and pinched the translucent palm.

A 'click' sound.

The translucent arm was directly pinched into two pieces by him. After a shrill scream, a twisted translucent face was torn into powder.

After gathering his breath, Chen Luo stood up from the bed and walked to the place where the evil arm appeared just now.

'Ghost cultivator. '

During the elixir formation stage, the brain gives a feedback.

Chen Luo knelt down and picked up a diamond-shaped lens the size of a fingernail from the shattered part of his translucent arm. Chen Luo felt it with his hands and found that the aura was very similar to the woman he met in the Yinsha Forest before, but it was obviously much weaker.

"Ghost cultivator?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly.

He didn't know how something like this could target him, but it didn't matter. Enemies were coming to his door, so he naturally had no intention of going over and quarreling with them.

"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."

Chen Luo pinched the diamond-shaped lens, and a wisp of black mist appeared in the palm of his hand. He squeezed it gently, and the black gas seemed to come alive, and plunged into the lens.

This time, after five years of seclusion, I learned the evil curse technique, which I just used for practicing.

Another training room.

The translucent arm swept past, directly sweeping away the solo foundation building who was meditating in retreat below. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man struggled on the ground for two times before moving away.

"The first person has been killed by me, the second person seems to be"

Wu Tiande stared at the mirror and found that the content inside was distorted. His Wrong Soul Mirror failed to show the scene of one of the rooms.

"What about the second one?"

Yue Qingping and Lin Feng looked over.

"Be careful with this guy!!"

Before Wu Tiande finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed. The next moment, a strong black air came out of the mirror, and all of it rushed in along his nose.

"what!!!"

Wu Tiande screamed, and he flew out and hit the roof with a bang, and then fell down again. Blood gushed out from his ears, nose, mouth, and eyes.

"Curse the evil spell!"

Lin Feng stood up immediately, and Yue Qingping next to him also had a serious look on his face. Evil cultivators who practice curses are the most difficult to deal with. Once you are targeted by such people, you will have trouble eating and sleeping. If you are not careful, you will be cursed.

"It was the monk who sat in the first carriage."

"This person turns out to be a curse cultivator. With such a powerful soul power and such a skilled curse method, we seem to be in big trouble."

As he was talking, Lin Feng's expression suddenly changed.

He grabbed Yue Qingping next to him and dodged to the side. At the same time, he raised one hand, and a blood-red evil spirit flew out from his palm.

This is the evil soul he refined, which can withstand an attack from an ordinary foundation-building monk.

The blood-red evil soul rushed out of the door, but there was no movement the next second.

boom!

There was an explosion and the door to the training room exploded open. A black figure rushed in from the outside, a ferocious aura surrounded the opponent, and crashed in like a wild beast.

Wu Tiande, who had been hit by evil spells and had not recovered yet, was choked by this person on the spot.

He only heard a 'click' and died on the spot. Wu Tiande, a powerful physical practitioner, was as fragile as a bamboo shoot in front of this person, and his neck was broken.

Physical training?

Isn’t he an evil monk?

Lin Feng and Yue Qingping both changed their expressions at the same time.

Wu Tiande is not an unknown person. Among the foundation-building casual cultivators in Black Rock City, Wu Tiande is very famous. He is most famous for his blood evil body refining technique, which is said to be able to pick up second-level magic weapons with his bare hands. How could they not be surprised that such a powerful helper was found by the two of them after careful selection, and now he was crushed to death like a chicken.

After squeezing Wu Tiande to death, the visitor brutally tore off Wu Tiande's head with one hand.

Then a small flame flew out from the opponent's palm.

As soon as the flame left the palm of the hand, it quickly changed color, and then exploded with a 'bang' sound, and a hot wave of air swept through the entire training room. Yue Qingping, who was the closest, had no idea that this physical practice that was extremely brutal one second would turn into a legal practice the next second.

The magic weapon she took out to deal with physical cultivation was caught in the flames before she could take it back. The scorching flames scorched half of her body, and the violent mana sneaked into her body along her meridians, destroying all her resistance.

Not a match at all.

The flames swept across and ignited everything in the training room. The fake spring water was evaporated by the flames and turned into water vapor, making the temperature in the room even higher. The pet bird feathers on the wall burned dry and fell to the ground. , exuding an alluring aroma of meat.

"Senior brother, save me!"

Yue Qingping's face was full of horror, as if she had gone back to the days when her clan was exterminated by the Zhong Demon Sect. She originally thought that such an encounter would never happen again after building the foundation. But now it seems that the water in the world of immortality is too deep, and building the foundation is not enough.

She couldn't figure out how an ordinary trial could lead to such a lunatic, who would kill him from the very beginning, leaving no way for him to survive.

Test!

Do you understand the test?

"go!"

Lin Feng grabbed Yue Qingping's clothes at the critical moment, and a brown soul flag appeared in his hands.

With a wave of his hand, eight gray-brown evil souls flew out from the soul flag, and swept away the surrounding flames. At the same time, he grabbed Yue Qingping and rushed out without even stopping.

Want to run?

Can you still let the brain you got slip away?

Chen Luo rushed out immediately. He had already taken action and naturally wanted to eliminate the roots. The three of them went up the mountain together and then went to the ground together. The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy.

Outside the house, Lin Feng threw Yue Qingping aside and displayed his soul flag.

The evil spirit swept through the entire cave. The area previously blocked by the Mirror of Wrongful Souls has now completely turned gray-brown, with eight wandering evil spirits circling around him.

"Brother, kill him! You must kill him!! I want to refine his soul and make him my soul puppet."

Yue Qingping, who had narrowly escaped death, screamed angrily. Half of her body was now burned, and the spiritual power in her body was in chaos. It would take at least fifty years to recover from such a serious injury. Fifty years has meant that for a monk in the early stages of foundation building, his path has been ruined.

Lin Feng's face was cold and he ignored Yue Qingping behind him.

Now that he has come to his senses, he displays his soul flag, and the aura of a strong man in the middle stage of foundation building is fully unleashed. Just now, he was caught off guard by Chen Luo's strange methods. Now that he is far away, the advantages of his magic practice can be shown. With the Soul Flag in hand, he is not afraid of any enemies of the same level, not to mention that Chen Luocai is only in the early stage of foundation building and is still one level below him.

Along with the erosion of the soul flag, all the aura in the cave was enveloped.

hum!

As soon as Chen Luo rushed out, he saw an evil spirit rushing towards him. Without thinking, he raised his hand and punched. The power of the Iron Body Kung Fu blasted out a circular wave of air, smashing the flying evil spirit into pieces with one punch.

But the next second, the evil spirit that had just been killed came back to life.

The soul banner is immortal, the evil soul is immortal!

This is Lin Feng's biggest trump card, and it is also the strongest magical power of his master Yin Yin Gui Patriarch. In order to obtain this magical power, he spent a lot of effort to refine his master into the soul flag.

Now the main soul of the soul flag in his hand is his master Yin Gui Ancestor.

Chen Luo's eyes changed after smashing an evil soul to death, and his eyes fell on the soul flag in Lin Feng's hand.

Three evil souls surrounded him again. These evil souls were like wandering souls, with ferocious faces, dragging their bodies more than three meters long. They all roared and roared while flying, hurting the soul.

Ding! !

As soon as Chen Luo took a step, he saw a translucent evil spirit coming out of the stone. Its sharp claws scratched his back, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Vestments?"

Lin Feng's face changed slightly. He didn't expect this guy to be so difficult to deal with. Not only did he practice body cultivation, but he also wore a robe. How afraid of death was he?

Chen Luo was not idle either, and once again crushed the three evil souls to death. It's just that once these evil souls died here, they were quickly reborn at the soul flag.

"Go kill people and replenish your soul power."

Lin Feng's face turned gloomy as he watched the soul flags being consumed. He quickly retreated, keeping a fixed distance from Chen Luo. The power of the soul flags in his hands expanded again, and two of the evil soul figures turned around and rushed out of the cave.

The movement inside had long been noticed by the Qi Refining monks outside.

Seeing the evil spirit flying out, the group of Qi Refining Realm monks who were hiding from the ice and snow outside fled in all directions. They dispersed like birds and beasts, desperately consuming their spiritual energy and flying down the mountain.

Going down the mountain is the fastest and saves spiritual energy.

It's just that the speed of these people is still too slow compared to the evil spirit. In one sweep, most of them died on the spot.

"I can not be reconciled."

The casual cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining who wanted to become a disciple of the foundation-building expert at the entrance of the cave was pierced through the chest by a wandering evil soul, and his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He never expected that his ambition would end before it even started, and that he would die inexplicably in the aftermath of the foundation-building monks' battle.

Those foundation-building monks didn't even know the aftermath of their fight and killed someone like him.

The body fell into the ground, and soon merged with the ice and snow, and there was no more movement.

Not just this person, almost all the other twenty or so Qi Refining cultivators were swept away. In front of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, the Qi Refining Realm cultivators were just like ants, easily killed.

(End of this chapter)