Chapter 150: Einergic brain

"嗡嗡..."
Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s body will be smashed by the black storm. Suddenly, the amulet that was given to him by the snow is broken, and a strong defensive light maps his body, which is hard to resist the black storm attack. .
"This is the amulet!"
Looking at the defensive light mapped around the body, Ye Chenfeng thought of the one that was given to him by the snow drifting, and could resist the amulet of the mysterious beast master.
If it wasn’t for the key point of this amulet, the power of the sword’s eruption was enough to destroy his body and kill him.
But even if he returns to a life under the protection of the amulet, he can't resist the next attack of Sword Spirit. It is only a matter of time.
"What should I do, do I really want to die here?"
Looking at the void, step by step, almost invincible sword spirit, Ye Chenfeng's heart has a strong sense of powerlessness, the whole heart also fell to the bottom.
"Right, I still have a hole card that doesn't work, maybe this card can turn the tide."
When the invincible sword light was mapped in the body of Sword Ling, Ye Chenfeng’s brain flashed, and suddenly he thought of a card that had the opportunity to reverse the situation.
And this card is a soul-splitting brain that can devour brain consciousness.
"The success or failure is here."
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and was ready to make the last stroke. If the brain is also defeated, he will be killed by Sword Spirit without any suspense.
"The ruling of seven swords, cold!"
In order to get close to the sword, Ye Chenfeng decided to make a full blow.
The body of the nine-sword sword spurts out, forcing the power of the avenue, forming an endless cold, freezing the sky.
"Hey!"
When the power of the avenue reached its limit, Ye Chenfeng took the sword and forced out the cold swordsmanship, tearing the starry sky, and a sword slammed into the sword.
"Broken!"
Sword spirits watched the frozen emptiness, the enchanting swordsmanship with the power of the avenue, such as the jewel-like scorpion smashing out the sacred light, a stunned sword stalking the sky, facing Ye Chenfeng The cold sword sword smashed the past.
The two swordsmen collided together, suddenly picked up the waves, the inexhaustible powers such as the big waves, slap the stars, tearing the stars into the cracks.
"Hey!"
When two powerful forces collided fiercely, Ye Chenfeng endured a strong sense of weakness and controlled the fierce fanning of Jinpeng's wings. Regardless of physical damage and huge risks, he ventured closer to the sword.
"Dead!"
Bathing in the storm, the swordsman who is not affected by the slightest influence sees Ye Chenfeng dare to approach him. The bright scorpion maps a thick killing, and the lightsaber in his hand spurs the leaves at a very fast speed. The chest of the morning breeze wants to pierce his chest.
"Pseudo-brain, swallow!"
Looking at Ye Chenfeng’s chest is about to be pierced, and Ye Chenfeng immediately evades.
But Sword Spirit took out the sword too fast, and the sword on the surface of the lightsaber smashed the body of Ye Chenfeng, almost smashing his body in half. A lot of blood is like a fountain, splashing out.
The moment when Ye Chenfeng’s body was hit hard, a blood light flew out of his mind and hit the head of Jian Ling’s scorpion at a very fast speed.
The next moment, the fast-moving swaying brain, following the seven holes of the sword, constantly plunged into his head and swallowed his soul consciousness.
The horrible soul power of a stock broke out in the mind of Sword Spirit, and the morning air of the blood flow was shaken out.
"Sure enough, the brain can be engulfed by the spirit of the sword."
Looking at his hands and holding his head, he made a painful squeak, and the swordsman who broke out with a terrifying soul, the severely injured Ye Chenfeng sighed with a sigh of relief, and stayed away from the mad sword spirit as much as possible to avoid being affected.
"I don't know if I can devour the consciousness of the sword, and if the devour fails, I will be finished." Ye Chenfeng runs the Soul Eater to heal the body and seriously looks at the roaring sword spirit. Oh, silently praying in my heart.
Time passes by a minute, and the swordsman with his hands on his head smashes the time of the semi-column, and the soul released in his mind is getting weaker and weaker.
Gradually, the brain of the gods engulfed the soul consciousness of the sword spirit, occupied his brain, and made sense with the soul-seeking brain.
"Call, finally succeeded."
Feeling that Sword Spirit has no sense of autonomy, completely controlled by the brain of the gods, driven by the brain, Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, his face showed a strong excitement.
At this time, the endless star network cracked a crack, the face of the shocked real spirit appeared in the starry sky, watching the morning wind like a monster, asked: "You do to the sword spirit What, why did the master keep the spirit in his mind disappeared."
"The younger generation has a treasure that can swallow the soul. This spirit of the sword is swallowed up by my treasure." Ye Chenfeng vaguely explained.
"Devouring the treasures of the soul." The true spirit, the heart of the monument is even more shocked.
"Predecessors, now the sword spirit has been controlled by me, I am not a pass." Ye Chenfeng looked at the real face with a dull face, asked.
"Through the pass!"
After waiting for the sword to open, there is a huge soul power in the starry sky, which has become a huge skull like a meteorite.
"Master!"
Looking at the giant head in front of him, the real spirit, the spirit of the monument reveals a strong excitement, both fell to the ground and respectfully bowed.
And Ye Chenfeng looked at this head with a horrible power, and his heart picked up a big wave, and his face showed awe.
"It has been more than 100,000 years, and the treasures I have left here have finally had heirs." The huge head is as deep as a star-like scorpion looking at Ye Chenfeng, who is under great pressure, but fearless. Satisfied.
"Before giving you a reward, you need to honestly answer me a question."
"Predecessors please say." Ye Chenfeng said without hesitation.
"Accepting my spiritual inheritance means that you have to bear the revenge of my spiritual family, and this revenge road is probably a no return. You may wish to embark on this road of no return and revenge for my spiritual family. "What about the giant skull opening?"
"Predecessors, who do not know the enemy of the spirit?" Ye Chenfeng pondered and asked.
"You are too weak now, you don't need to know who the enemy of my spiritual family is, you just have to answer the willingness to shoulder the sea enmity and revenge for my spiritual family." The giant head said.
"The older generation is willing."
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and nodded.
The reason why he promised, in addition to the Lingzuo gave him an inexplicable goodwill, more importantly, the way to practice the Tao is a no return, the great opportunity is in front of him, he can not give up anyway.
"Okay, then you swear by the heavens. After swearing, I will give you the most precious treasure of this true spiritual mystery." The giant head whispered.
"I am Ye Chenfeng, willing to swear by the heavens, shoulder the vengeance of the spirits, and swear to kill the enemy..." Ye Chenfeng nodded and did not hesitate to swear in the public.
When Ye Chenfeng vowed, he appeared in the starry sky and appeared in the starry sky. Seeing the appearance of these lines, the giant head knew that the oath of Ye Chenfeng had been integrated into the rules of heaven and the deep eyes. There is a gratifying color in the middle, and the look is more soft to his eyes.