Conceited Immortal On Campus

On Chen Yi's sleeve, there was a rolling wave of magic power that turned into a golden wave, and it flew towards the witch.    

The devil girl murmured something. Along with a series of symbols, it turned into a black mist in front of her. It was a creature with wings that looked like the wings of a hawk.    

Hell Sorcery, Wailing Witch!    

The witch's hands were sharp as she charged at the surging golden waves. She could not help but let out a painful cry.    

Her voice was so miserable that anyone who heard it would be affected by it. Even their souls would be affected.    

Chen Yi looked at the wailing witch. "The witches!?"    

She was a witch from the west. She was different from the twelve branches of the witches in Huaxia.    

The witch smiled charmingly and said, "The power of the Ancestor Chen is indeed worthy of its reputation. It makes me more and more interested."    

"Ancestor Chen, why don't you and I work together and help me sweep across all the divine palaces, Magic Cult, and unify the west?"    

Her entire body was emitting a soul-stirring charm. There was even an invisible force that seemed to be touching Chen Yi's body. It was as if the woman's body was soft and tender, as if it was real.    

Chen Yi's eyes were cold. The force in front of him was instantly broken.    

The Witch's expression changed. She let out a furious snort. The Wailing Witch suddenly let out a wail that surpassed the limits of human hearing.    

The world was silent. She couldn't even hear the sound. She could only feel the invisible sound waves destroying everything. Even Chen Yi's magic power was broken by the sound waves.    

The entire mountain stronghold was destroyed by the sound waves.    

On the other hand, Chen Yi did not care even though his magic power was broken. When the sound waves faded, his expression remained the same.    

In his body, the Elemental Swallowing Spell circulated, and his eyes became even brighter.    

His eyes were leisurely looking at the Wailing Witch and the witch.    

A roiling black mist suddenly rose from beneath the Witch's body, transforming into a giant python that coiled up and bore her body.    

"The Ancestor Chen is invincible in the world. Seeing it today, it seems to be exaggerating a little!" The witch spoke. " It seems like the rumors in the Temple of Gods are true. Ancestor Chen, you are no longer the Ancestor Chen of the past. "    

The smile on her face was no longer the same. Instead, she was a little surprised.    

One should know that Chen Yi had too many legends in the world. The Witch had never come to Chen Yi with a confident attitude.    

She was only testing him, but this time, she was greatly surprised.    

Was this the Ancestor Chen that was said to be able to kill a person from the Hundred Kingdoms? Even she alone could act recklessly in front of this Ancestor Chen. Just how weak was the Hundred Kingdoms three hundred years ago?    

It was common knowledge that the reason why many factions of the Hundred Empire were in dire straits was because of the battle three hundred years ago. In fact, there were quite a number of factions that did not even possess half of their strength three hundred years ago. The only faction that had recovered pretty much was the Pantheon Temple, a faction that could pass down their Deity Positions for generations.    

Since there were not too many factions in the Hundred Empires three hundred years ago, there was only one possibility. The Ancestor Chen in front of him had truly become weaker.    

If this news were to spread, it would probably shake the entire world.    

Even during the World Martial Meeting, Chen Yi had never truly taken action. What truly shocked the Hundred Nations was that Flood Dragon.    

The witch's mind spun like lightning. Below, Chen Yi finally spoke.    

"You are the only helper of the Golden Voodoo Cult?"    

Chen Yi looked at the witch quietly. With a slight movement of his palm, the Blade Sheath fell into his palm.    

His expression and aura didn't change, but the Witch suddenly felt a chill in her heart. At this moment, she could feel that Chen Yi had changed.    

The pupils of Sect Master Mo Mo from the Golden Voodoo Cult also shrank. He looked at Chen Yi. Although his aura hadn't moved, there was a mysterious feeling spreading out from Chen Yi's body.    

"Concept!" He murmured. In the next moment, Chen Yi disappeared from his eyes.    

When Mo Mo realized what had happened, it was as if the entire world had been split into two.    

A shadow, a sword light. It swept past the Wailing Witch, the pitch black python, and the Witch.    

Chen Yi was still holding the Blade Sheath in his hand. He stood in the air. Behind him, the Witch was clutching her chest. She looked at the cave in disbelief.    

Bang!    

Suddenly, the Witch, the giant boa, and the Wailing Witch all turned into black mist and dispersed.    

Substitute spell!    

Chen Yi was not surprised by this result. The witches of the west had always used all kinds of tricks and power.    

Playing with people's hearts and plotting power was also a kind of power, no less than any other path.    

He looked down at the leader of the Golden Voodoo Cult and took a step forward.    

In the next instant, the entire mountain stronghold lit up with a blazing fire. Chen Yi looked down from the sky and saw that the fire was clearly a large formation.    

Mo Mo Mo laughed, "I hope the Ancestor Chen can keep this great gift well!"    

As he spoke, his body gradually burned under the flames. He was actually an incarnation.    

Chen Yi's eyes were calm as he looked at this enormous formation. That dark flame that was emitting evil energy was even the rumored hellfire in the west.    

The witches had the ability to borrow the power of hell by using magic.    

However, in China, some spells that could communicate with the immortal sects were the same. However, the magic of communicating with hell in the west surpassed that of Earth.    

Chen Yi had encountered some such creatures before. In fact, there was a sect in the west that practiced the technique of communicating with the heavens, which allowed angels to descend.    

However, he had removed the foundation of this sect three hundred years ago. Even if there were such cultivators, there were only a few left.    

In Chen Yi's eyes, the formation formed by the hellfire was burning. After that, a giant covered in hellfire walked out of the formation.    

Lava giant!    

This was a famous devil soul in the west. It also had some godlike titles.    

The Lava Giant in front of him was powerful enough to rival a Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warrior in Huaxia. Not only that, it could even rival a Golden Core Stage warrior with the power of hell, not a warrior.    

"I have put in quite a lot of effort. To be able to set up such a formation, I need to spend some treasures." Chen Yi looked at the magma giant. His face was still calm and fearless.    

Boom!    

The magma giant moved. Its body was ten meters tall. It threw a punch at Chen Yi.    

It carried the rolling hellfire and fell like a meteor. That kind of power was enough to destroy a small building.    

Chen Yi held the Blade Sheath in his hand and suddenly formed a seal with one hand.    

Along with the circulation of the Elemental Swallowing Spell, he formed a seal with his hand and wiped the scabbard.    

Swoosh!    

Runes suddenly lit up on the scabbard.    

Chen Yi looked at the fist that was close to him like a falling meteor. The power of the surging hellfire had the destructive power that could burn one's soul.    

He slowly slashed out. This slash landed on the giant fist.    

Boom!    

A loud explosion that sounded like a bell rang out. The terrifying aftershock formed a wave of fire between the sky and the earth. It swept away the clouds, crushed the trees, and swept in all directions.    

Under the hellfire, Chen Yi's body was like a torch. His expression was the same as usual.    

In the next moment, the lava giant let out a furious roar. The hellfire on its body seemed to have found a vent and gathered towards the Blade Sheath.    

The Lava Giant took a step back. It wanted to retreat, but it could not.    

The Blade Sheath in Chen Yi's hand was like a Taotie, continuously devouring the hellfire and the so-called power of hell.    

Ten breaths, fifteen breaths, twenty breaths... In just twenty breaths of time, the entire magma giant had turned into pitch-black rocks.    

All of the hellfire and hellpower on its body had been devoured by the Blade Sheath. Chen Yi's hand was red, as if some kind of flame was flowing in his blood.    

With a loud bang, the entire magma giant collapsed and turned into a pile of rocks.    

"I haven't refined this so-called hellfire for a long time. It's much worse than Golden Core Stage herbs, but it's better than Qi Cultivating Stage herbs."    

Chen Yi murmured in his heart. He looked at the Golden Voodoo Cult that had turned into ashes, and his eyes moved slightly.    

"Can you escape?"    

He really thought that he couldn't tell that both of them were incarnations.    

In terms of the techniques of the incarnations, He, Chen Yi, was no less than anyone in the world.    

...    

In the small town, an enchanting woman wrapped in black gauze was quietly drinking the juice. Suddenly, she let out a muffled groan. A drop of juice dripped from the corner of her bright red mouth, making people daydream.    

She gently wiped the fruit juice from the corner of her mouth and said in a low voice, "As expected of the Ancestor Chen. It broke the Hell Rock Array so easily."    

"But next time, this person might not have such good luck. There will be a long time to come."    

The woman smiled and was about to get up and leave, but just as he got up, a figure appeared in front of her.    

"You..." The woman's expression changed when she saw the person.    

A young man wearing a black robe said indifferently. "It's impolite not to reciprocate. Don't worry, this incarnation won't be able to kill you."    

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's fingers were like blades as he took a step forward.    

In the next instant, a wisp of Saber Qi suddenly appeared on the woman's shoulder. The woman even spat out a large mouthful of blood, causing many people around her to cry out in shock.    

As for the young man in the ink robe, he had already disappeared like a cloud of smoke.    

The Witch looked at the blood in her hand and panted heavily. Her eyes were filled with astonishment.    

She seemed to have sensed Chen Yi's arrogance. It was the kind of contempt that did not put her in his eyes.    

The other party had already noticed her trick. He used his incarnation and used the tooth for the tooth...    

One for one! One for one!