Conceited Immortal On Campus

1She was a woman with brown hair and silver hair, like a witch in the world, but her silver eyes were full of regret.    2

    

She shouldn't have been so greedy that she came to provoke this Ancestor Chen.    

    

However, things had already come to this, and she couldn't back down.    

    

Submit!?    

    

Even if she descended, how could this medicinal Ancestor Chen let her off lightly?    

    

The death of the two great experts made her feel a chill run down her spine. If she descended, she would only be devoured completely.    

    

Boom!    

    

The blood array shook even more. At this moment, the witch was wailing in pain.    

    

Her eyes suddenly turned dark. In an instant, she was like a god entering her body, and her aura increased explosively.    

    

Chen Yi looked at the witch's appearance without moving. It was as if he hadn't even seen her.    

    

The woman who was originally as charming as a demon. At this moment, she was covered in devil energy. A pair of giant devil wings appeared behind her.    

    

Every single black feather looked like a crystal sculpture. This was the solidification of demonic Qi, almost the same as the materialization of magical power.    

    

Chen Yi's figure was reflected in those pitch black eyes. In the next moment, the witch moved.    

    

The magic wings shook and she appeared in front of Chen Yi. Her hands were like sharp spears as she stabbed at Chen Yi.    

    

However, before the witch's hands fell, Chen Yi's hand had already touched the witch's neck.    

    

"The so-called God's Descent is just a self-hypnosis and an outburst of potential." Chen Yi's eyes were calm. "I have seen the real God's Descent. It opens up the space barrier and attracts unknown power, but with your inferior magic, you are much weaker than the witch I killed three hundred years ago."    

    

Chen Yi's voice echoed in the air. He did not exert any strength, but only slightly strangled the witch's throat.    

    

The Elemental Swallowing Spell was activated, and all of the boundless power seemed to have been sucked out by some kind of force.    

    

The ink in the witch's eyes quickly faded away. She seemed to have returned to her senses, and her eyes were filled with fear.    

    

She heard Chen Yi's words, and seemed to have thought of something. She became even more terrified.    

    

"That witch seemed to be calling herself the God of Witches. She was a little girl who lived for five hundred years and relied on constantly possessing young women to reach the goal of barely surviving." Chen Yi smiled, but his words made the witch feel as if she had fallen into hell.    

    

She remembered that Patty, the God of Witches, was reputed to be the most powerful existence among all witches. She had disappeared three hundred years ago.    

    

Although there was no concrete evidence of life or death, the chaos of a hundred countries and the wrath of Ancestor Chen... such a coincidence.    

    

"You killed the God of Witches!" The witch was trembling. There was only endless fear in her eyes.    

    

The witch who was reputed to be the most powerful witch in history had actually died under the hands of this Ancestor Chen.    

    

"She's just seeking her own death." Chen Yi said faintly.    

    

More and more Wizard power was being devoured. However, at this moment, the blood-red formation above him was almost fully condensed.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

A dragon's roar could be heard from within the hidden pact. Within the blood-colored grand formation, a blood dragon appeared.    

    

This dragon was sixty meters long and looked lifelike. Its eyes seemed to contain endless essence energy.    

    

Accompanied by a furious roar, the blood dragon charged at Chen Yi without hesitation.    

    

The eight Qi Cultivating Stage warriors who had set up the formation had almost turned into skeletons. Their blood was almost completely drained.    

    

Boom!    

    

The blood dragon swooped down. At this moment, Chen Yi's magic power was also shattered. It was unstoppable.    

    

The Qi Cultivating Stage blood sacrifice was comparable to a Golden Core Stage. How could a secret art that cost one's life be ordinary?    

    

Chen Yi raised his eyes and formed a seal with his hand. Behind his body, a faint magic power turned into a golden dragon and soared into the sky, welcoming the blood dragon.    

    

The golden and blood dragons fought in the sky. Every time they collided, it was like a loud bell ringing in the sky. It was deafening and deafening. The sky and the earth shook unceasingly, as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing.    

    

It was practically a collision of dozens of times. Along with a wail, cracks could be seen spreading on the golden dragon's body, and its body was directly severed by the tail of the blood dragon.    

    

Although Chen Yi's expression was calm, he had also suffered some backlash.    

    

After all, it was a formation formed by the blood sacrifice of eight people. Since Mu Zifeng had the intention to kill, how could this formation be simple?    

    

Hu!    

    

Strong winds howled. The blood dragon slaughtered its way over. Before it could even approach, the heaven reaching baleful aura and wind pressure were enough to make one's mind shatter.    

    

Chen Yi was still devouring the magic power in the witch's body with one hand. He formed a seal with the other and struck out with his palm.    

    

The three meter large palm print rose into the air and collided with the blood dragon.    

    

In an instant, Chen Yi's body kept retreating. There were cracks on the golden palm print.    

    

Boom!    

    

With a loud boom, the blood dragon instantly pushed Chen Yi into the ground. The ground inside the formation was completely destroyed. Countless dust and stones rose up, covering everything.    

    

When the aftermath of the explosion had calmed down, a black robe stood on the broken ground.    

    

The ink robe was slightly messy. Chen Yi supported the dragon claw with both hands. Blood kept flowing out of his hands.    

    

"It seems like the Ancestor Chen's strength is only so-so."    

    

"Chen, as long as you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will let you live!"    

    

Mu Zifeng's voice sounded. He controlled a person, but he said without any fear.    

    

He seemed to have sensed Chen Yi's hidden power. He had killed two Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors in a row, fought the great formation, and fought against the witch.    

    

Even if Chen Yi had the Elemental Swallowing Spell, he had consumed too much of his magic power.    

    

Mu Zifeng had to admit that Chen Yi's power had surprised him. He was only a Qi Cultivating Stage warrior, but he had already reached such a level. If he could reach the Golden Core realm, how terrifying would that be?    

    

However, this didn't mean that the dead Craftsman God and the African man were weak, nor did it mean that the power of the Immortal Sealing Formation was weak.    

    

It seemed like Chen Yi was blocking every attack with ease, but how much magic power did Chen Yi consume with each attack?    

    

He was still a Qi Cultivating Stage after all. No matter how pure and condensed the energy in his body was, it was only the energy of a Qi Cultivating Stage.    

    

Even if he could unleash the energy that could rival a Golden Core Stage, he could only use all kinds of divine abilities and spirit arts with a large amount of energy as the source.    

    

Mu Zifeng's puppet's body was dried up, but a cold smile was spreading out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

It was as if he had seen through this Ancestor Chen, and the outcome of this battle had already been decided.    

    

The blood dragon was facing him, and both of his hands were injured. Even traces of blood flowed out from the corner of Chen Yi's mouth.    

    

"Don't even try to resist. The magic power in your body right now... Less than one percent. Do you still think that you can use the divination sealing formation with me?!"    

    

Mu Zifeng's voice sounded like a ghost, stirring up anger and uneasiness in people's ears.    

    

The blood dragon twisted its body and crushed the ground into powder.    

    

Chen Yi did not retreat, but under the terrifying power, his body kept moving back.    

    

In the distance, the witch was lucky to survive. Although most of her magic power had been devoured, her face was full of fear and relief.    

    

"That self-proclaimed Ling Yuzi is actually able to fight against this Ancestor Chen and even injure it. Damn it, there are too many monsters in China."    

    

"I swear that I will never come again."    

    

Her heart was filled with regret. She had secretly come to China several times and had never done anything bad. However, she did not think that China was a forbidden area that terrified the cultivators of the hundred countries in the world.    

    

But now, the witch finally understood why many experts were unwilling to enter China.    

    

Why did China have the lowest rate of cultivators committing crimes in the world?    

    

This... was the answer!    

    

At this moment, Chen Yi moved. Both of his hands suddenly shook, and a thunderous sound was emitted from his body.    

    

The blood dragon was forced back an inch. Chen Yi took this opportunity to retreat a dozen meters.    

    

"What? Is the dignified Ancestor Chen trying to escape?" Mu Zifeng's voice sounded again, full of ridicule and provocation.    

    

Mu Zifeng took advantage of the situation to chase after Chen Yi, not giving Chen Yi any chance to relax. Chen Yi's figure was moving around in his black robe, and the blood dragon was like a fierce tiger that had caught a wild rabbit, constantly attacking Chen Yi.    

    

"Chen, you are known as the number one expert in the world, the Exiled Immortal of Dragon Lake. You are always backing off like this!"    

    

"Hahaha, this is too ridiculous. Ancestor Chen, no, Chen Yi... just you alone are worthy of being called ancestor!?"    

    

"How much longer can the magic power in your body last?! You can't escape!"    

    

Seeing that Chen Yi did not agree, Mu Zifeng started to wreak havoc even more. He kept saying that he wanted to ruin Chen Yi's mind.    

    

"Run!?"    

    

Chen Yi finally spoke. His body stood firmly in the sky. As he retreated, it could be seen that blood kept dripping onto the ground and merging into the soil at the opening of his injured palms.    

    

Looking down from above, one could see that the ground had unknowingly been formed by blood.    

    

Mu Zifeng seemed to have noticed it as well. The blood dragon let out a long roar and ignored Chen Yi. It rushed to the ground and destroyed the formation on the ground.    

    

Chen Yi said indifferently, "Do you think I used blood to draw the formation on the ground?!"    

    

"Mu Zifeng, I, Chen Yi, do not need to be so complicated when setting up the formation!"    

    

A faint golden light flashed in those dark golden eyes. In the next moment, blood flew out from between his thumb and index finger. In the air, the blood turned into strands of hair that formed the formation.    

    

Mu Zifeng came to his senses. The great formation underground was only set up by Chen Yi on purpose.    

    

The blood dragon roared, but Chen Yi's eyes were indifferent. The three-inch formation slowly unfolded with his hands. From three inches to three feet. Three feet to three feet.    

    

One thought to form a formation!    

    

Xuanyuan Immortal Sect, Blood Refining Heavenly Armour.    

    

In a flash, ten thousand formations were broken. This was the Profound Essence Sect's grand formation, specialized in one technique...    

    

Using formations to break the formation!