Conceited Immortal On Campus

It was less than an hour before the great master of Zhuling made an appointment to fight.

In the mist, Yu Mengzi and the Archbishop in the dark red robe come to the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, the Archbishop's face suddenly changed.

"What courage

His voice was cold and dark red. Under his robe, he had a pale face and narrow eyes.

Yu Mengzi was slightly surprised, and she said: "archbishop, what's the matter?"

"Someone has put down the people of your Yu family. It seems that they have been waiting here for a long time." The Archbishop of the Yin religion showed a sneer, and with his power, China could also cross the country.

Ordinary people come to him for trouble. They are looking for death.

Immediately, the Archbishop put his hands together and said something.

"The God teaches the right way, and the ghost explores the way!"

There was a low drink, I saw the dark red robe, suddenly sounded a sharp cry of children.

Two dark red lights, breaking through the misty fog, went to the top of the mountain.

Chen Yi sits on the top of the bench, quietly waiting for someone to come.

He looked at the fog, suddenly there was a dark red light flashing, and immediately there was a child's cry.

If ordinary people hear about it, they are afraid that they will tremble with fear. However, Chen Yi smiles faintly. He flicks his fingers and two golden awns fly directly from between his fingers.

Bang bang!

It's like the sound of two big stones colliding. In the fog, two dark red children were beaten and rolled out.

One side of the cloud ink ice also suddenly wake up, she a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly opened.

After a day of cultivation, she only felt fresh and fresh. I don't know how long it took for her to be so quiet.

As a member of an aristocratic family, she seems to be as cold as frost, but what she hides in her heart is like a torrent of rivers and seas.

This is probably the first time that she has been in charge of cloud ink group.

But soon, in the beautiful eyes of Yun Mo Bing, the pupils condensed.

On her ghostly stage, two dark red children, only the size of a palm, climbed up from the ground.

The dim sky, the hazy fog, and the two children in front of us.

It's like watching a horror movie.

"Chen Yi!"

Yunmobing can't help looking to one side, only to see that Chen Yi has risen leisurely.

"The Yin god religion is still the same as before, with profound evils!"

Chen Yi makes a faint voice. These two children are made of the souls of the newborn children by using incantation.

It is a magic weapon to explore the way, which is no longer comparable to the ordinary soul.

In his eyes, Yu Mengzi and the Archbishop of the Yin religion came from the misty fog.

When Yu Mengzi sees Yun mobing and Chen Yi, her eyes are covered with evil spirit.

"Yun Mo Bing, Chen Yi?! It's you

Her face was gloomy and a little shocked.

The time of engagement is coming. Shouldn't Chen Yi be on the Cangjiang river? How can you be in this place?

On the viewing platform, the two dark red children are very fast. Like snakes, they land on their hands and feet. They quickly climb on the dark red robes of the archbishop and look at Chen Yi with a ferocious face.

"Master of martial arts in China?" The voice of the Archbishop of the Yin religion was cold. "Last time, I spared your life. How dare you send it back to the door?"

In his voice, there is full confidence.

As the Archbishop of the Yin religion, his strength is comparable to that of the great master of martial arts in China.

Moreover, this place is his home, with the six blood nether world in it, it's like a tiger.

He was not afraid of Chen Yi, let alone now?

Chen Yi said faintly, "spare my life? Just a mole ant, what a big breath

"Don't say it's you, or even the leader of your Yin God sect. In front of me, I dare not say so."

The Archbishop of the Yin religion laughed angrily, "ha ha ha, ignorant Chinese warrior, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I am the leader of the divine religion. I am the reincarnation of the real God. If you see it, you must kneel down and worship."

"It's ridiculous. It's no wonder that Chinese martial arts are declining more and more. It's just because there are arrogant and ignorant people like you."

Under the robe, the long and narrow eyes were full of ridicule.

The leader of the Yin God sect is the supreme one in Nanyang, who controls the life and death of many people.

Chen Yi, a little Chinese warrior, is a great master. He is as humble as an ant in front of the leader of the Yin God sect.

"Don't talk to them, archbishop." Yu Mengzi could not help showing a sneer, "cloud ink ice, if it's in Jinling, I can't help but you have to find your own way to die!"

"Today, no one can save you!"

Yun Mo Bing's face was cold. She said coldly, "Yu Mengzi, you collude with overseas forces. If the sixth mountain knows, the Yu family can't protect you!"Hearing Yun Mo Bing's words, Yu Mengzi couldn't help laughing, "the premise is that the sixth mountain should know!"

"Yunmobing, you don't have to worry about me, you'd better worry about yourself!"

With that, Yu Mengzi stepped back and saluted the archbishop, "please, Archbishop!"

"Well, I will let this ignorant warrior in China know the Dharma of my divine religion!"

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly made a seal with his hand and yelled, "the Dharma of God, the curse of blood ghost!"

The dark red robe on his body suddenly stirred up when he saw the voice of the Archbishop of the Yin cult. Immediately, there was a terrible blood condensation. On his head, a bloody ghost was more than two meters high and appeared in the hazy fog.

"Roar!"

I saw the devil's tusks open and hissed like a wild animal.

In the awe of Yu Mengzi and the shock of Yun mobing's eyes, the two meter tall blood devil pours directly on Chen Yi.

Chen Yi looks at the blood ghost faintly, and his face is still calm.

Just as the blood ghost was approaching, Chen Yi moved slowly and said, "this is also a way to call it?"

With that, Chen Yi's one hand in front of his chest coagulates, and in a flash, there is a golden light moving.

Chen Yi's body is covered with a bright golden light. If it tears the night, it turns into a golden handprint. It's as high as Zhang's height, and it shoots directly at the bloody ghost.

Boom!

On the whole viewing platform, the clouds and fog are exploding, and there is a terrible gale, spreading in all directions.

In front of Chen Yi, Zhang Da's handprint falls on the blood ghost's forehead.

I saw that on the blood ghost, cracks appeared. With a cry, the whole blood ghost suddenly turned into countless blood gas and burst away.

The strong wind blew down the dark red robe of the Archbishop of the Yin religion, revealing the face of a pale, middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old.

Chen Yi's charm is easily broken, and his face changes slightly.

"Sure enough, I have some skills, so what?"

Jie Jie, the Archbishop of the Yin cult, uttered a voice. He said something again. Under the dark red robe, there was a green crystal.

Accompanied by a burst of drink from the Archbishop of the Yin religion, a green insect flew out of the emerald crystal suspended in front of him.

Every insect seems to be the size of an earthworm, but it can fly in the air. It is like a locust passing through the air and pounces on Chen Yi.

Even cloud ink ice see this scene, feel scalp numbness, these insects, there are green liquid dripping.

Every drop of green liquid is enough to corrode the floor tiles on the viewing platform.

Bricks and stones are still like this. If they are touched by flesh and blood, they will be corroded and festered in a moment.

"The curse of the dead?"

Looking at the poisonous insects in front of him, Chen Yi said with a smile, "I remember that someone used the same mantra in those years. However, ten thousand insects turned into one and turned into ghosts and butterflies. Comparatively speaking, your little mantra is not a good one."

"Well, I'll let you know what is the real Dharma, the real mantra!"

Chen Yi stands where he is. He makes a seal with one hand and speaks slowly.

"Four elephant mantra, white tiger mantra!"

Chen Yi's body is full of golden mana, which is gathered in front of him.

As the mana condenses, a white tiger gradually takes shape, turning into a white tiger one meter high and three meters long.

A pair of tiger eyes, more flashing with fiery gold.

When the tiger takes shape, it will be a tiger roar, and there will be an earthquake and the mountains will tremble.

At the top of this mountain, the clouds and fog disperse, revealing the bright starry sky.

Chen Yi pinches the seal and looks at the roar of the tiger. Many green corpses burst into mist.

"The skill of Hongmao is matched with the skill of Mount Tai?"

Chen Yi's face is calm and calm.

I have a way to make all animals bow their heads and all living beings bow their heads!