Conceited Immortal On Campus

Violet is still integrated with the surrounding plants, the grass above, every grass, almost become her eyes.

Suddenly, violet's eyes open, and there are plant like patterns in her pupils.

The next moment, however, the plants on the violet broke and appeared in the trees.

Her eyes were cold, and she looked at the figure that came quickly.

Chen Yi walks slowly, his hands in his pocket, his eyes looking at the violet quietly.

Suddenly a vine rose and hung Lu Qingshu in the sky and earth.

Vines are like cages, more like ropes.

"You're here for her!" Violet cold mouth, "you good big ability, good fast action!"

Even though she is young, Chen Yi has never been slighted.

This is Huaxia and Jinling. She came here across the river and sea at great risk.

"Let her go, I'll spare your life!"

Chen Yi opens his mouth, but his words make violet's eyes angry.

"I'm so crazy. Spare my life. At least you'll win me first!"

The violet makes a cold sound. In a flash, a vine breaks through the ground in front of Chen Yi.

This is a plant in the magic church, known as the purple vine, which is produced by special seeds.

Inspired by magic power, it can grow instantaneously, long or short, and is extremely tough.

Even in the course of the development of the magic church, the seed has been improved for many times, which can resist the true Qi of the warrior, the mana of the practitioner, and even the power of all forces in the world.

Every vine has its thumb thick and thin, and they kill Chen Yi one after another.

Chen Yi didn't seem to see it. When the vines approached Chen Yi, all of a sudden, all the vines seemed to have met an invisible barrier and were thrown away.

Violet eyes condensation, the next moment, those vines will be lit fire, in this fire, burned up.

"Do you have some skills? Are you a Chinese monk?" The violet's voice grew colder.

The palm of her hand suddenly shakes. The branches of the trees around her suddenly break, and then she presses against Chen Yi.

After the branches, the trees broke, carrying a terrible force to crush Chen Yi to pieces.

Boom!

In the mountains, smoke and dust filled the air, and birds and animals were frightened and scattered one after another.

In violet's cold eyes, the dust gradually dissipates, and Chen Yi still walks out without any change.

Violet take a deep breath, the other side is absolutely the existence of the great master of China.

It seems that her attack is ordinary, but in fact, the trees, branches and even vines are all imbued with magic power by her.

Leaves like knives, branches like arrows, trees like mountains!

Every attack can break the great master's true Qi.

But Chen Yi is at ease, safe and sound, and even arrogant.

"Is that all you have?" Chen Yi spoke faintly. From the violet, there was a kind of dangerous smell.

This intuition is the spiritual sense of the cultivator, which is commonly called the sixth sense. However, the spiritual sense of the cultivator has magnified thousands of times.

Often, it's not wrong.

Violet looks at Chen Yi. She suddenly looks up and sneers, "I advise you to stop, or I will kill her!"

The vines moved gently, and the dark green stings touched Lu Qingshu's skin.

Chen Yi looks at the violet indifferently, and her steps never change.

"You can try it!"

Violet eyes in a surprise, the next moment, she only felt, the air around like steel.

Next to her, the vines were trapped, and if there was a breeze, all the poisonous barbs would be cut down.

At the same time, the vine split a gap, and Lu Qingshu flew out slowly.

The secret of swallowing yuan in Chen Yi's body is turning. It has magic power, invisible and colorless. It is integrated with the Qi of heaven and earth.

This is the horror of Qi practice. However, in ordinary Qi practice, it's necessary for Chen Yi to use Jue. It's just that Chen Yi doesn't need to.

He is too powerful in building the base and cyclone. He doesn't need the magic formula to control the mana.

Violet's face suddenly changed, she suddenly burst out a voice, in the body, there is dark green power overflow, into a magic array.

Boom!

The air vibrated, and the force of confinement around her was relieved.

Violets hands suddenly out of a walnut sized seeds, seeds.

With the power of ink hair gushing out of the violet body, the wind around suddenly rises, and the white seed seems to have blood spreading from the deep.

Chen Yi looks at this seed and his face changes.

"Is this a new development by the magic church?"

He had never seen this seed before. Three hundred years ago, when he entered a hundred countries, he was not just killing people.He has also studied and even referred to some cultivation techniques of the magic church, which are used to cultivate the elixir.

It's useful to learn from it. Even now, qiankunfeng has a complete collection of the magic church about cultivating wood demons.

It was the hard work of the magic church for many years, but there was no such seed.

What's more, the breath from this seed makes Chen Yi's heart ripple.

Inside the seeds, there is an ancient and boundless atmosphere. It is not like this era. No, even if it has existed for thousands of years in this world, it has never felt this kind of atmosphere.

Chen Yi's eyes are burning. Looking at this seed, there is even a noble atmosphere beyond the ancient vastness, which makes Chen Yi's blood tremble involuntarily.

Fear!?

Chen Yi's eyes moved. He immediately stepped out and went to the devil.

"It's too late, Huaxia people. This is the ancient blood vine cultivated by that adult's blood. It's not something you, a Chinese practitioner, can compete with!"

Violet was pale, but she couldn't help laughing.

Chen Yi looks indifferent. He moves the air of heaven and earth and takes Lu Qingshu away from here. Then, he appears in front of the devil.

Just as Chen Yi was about to move, the blood demon suddenly broke.

A shadow of blood breaks through the air. It's too fast. Even if Chen Yi is prepared, it almost scratches his cheek.

If you were an ordinary great master, you would be punctured in an instant.

On Chen Yi's left side of the face, there is a wound, which is scratched by the afterwave.

The blood colored vines are more striped and twisted together.

In the whole vine, that kind of breath is more and more rich.

Chen Yi reaches out his hand and holds the vine rigidly.

It's tactile, it's warm, it's not like a plant.

But the next moment, the vine behind Chen Yi suddenly turns to kill Chen Yi's head.

Chen Yi's palm is strong, but the vine in his hand is like a dragon python, and even he can't shake it.

As soon as Chen Yi stepped a little, he rose to the sky.

At the same time, his eyes suddenly turned blue.

Heaven sent magic power, Yimu Shentong!

Boom!

Yimu Qinglei, suddenly landed on the bloody vine.

Thunder shines, dust and smoke fly away, suddenly, dust and smoke break open, blood rattan tear air and come.

Bang!

In a flash, the blood vine falls on Chen Yi's chest. Under the terrible impact, Chen Yi only feels as if she had been hit by Yuanbao.

His body, but also with the blood vine high.

Violet is driving xueteng. She looks at Chen Yi in the sky with a very confident sneer.

"To die!"