Conceited Immortal On Campus - Chapter 561
It’s also a secret of cultivating immortals that Chen Yi has never seen before. Among the many secret of cultivating immortals, this secret is just one of them.
There are thousands of low-grade Qijing lingjue, hundreds of middle-grade Qijing lingjue and only 18 top-grade Qijing lingjue.
Not to mention Chen Yi, who was created by analogy for thousands of years.
“What is this?”
“Dragon, it’s like a giant dragon in China!”
“My God, who is this Chinese man?”
In the noan family, looking at the white dragon, they easily broke the card of their noan family.
The Magic Silver cannon forged by Alchemy claims that one shell is enough to kill a strong man on the list of European gods. But now, three magic silver cannons are blasted out, but they are easily resisted by a humble Chinese youth.
Chen Yi stands in the air. On his shoulder, the white dragon suddenly rises to the sky and roars.
“Roar!”
After nine days of dragon chanting, Yu Mengzi could not help looking at it.
She has seen Chen Yi perform his magic power, but every time Chen Yi performs his magic skill, she refreshes her previous shock to Chen Yi.
Yu Mengzi is hard to imagine. What kind of strength is Chen Yi’s acme.
Rod’s eyes gradually became gloomy, he said directly: “let the guardian move, and…”
Before his words fell, a faint voice came into rod’s ear through the door.
“No, with the strength of your noan family, you can’t resist this man.”
“Do you know who he is?”
The door opened slowly, only to see a white haired, full of white Hu old man with crutches slowly came in.
Rod was slightly stunned. He turned to see the old man with a respectful look on his face.
“Norson’s crown
The old man faintly forgot rod, showed a smile and went to the window.
But rod was very uneasy and said: “under the crown, who is the young man of China in the end?”
“The northens are too young to know this one.”
“But you should have heard his name!”
Northen went to the window. He looked at the young man standing in the air, as if a God had come into the world.
“Chen Zu of China is unique in the world!”
Eight words, let rod’s pupil suddenly condensed, then, his face is full of gray, before all kinds of confidence and pride disappeared.
Huaxia Chen Zu!?
Rod never thought that his noan family would offend Chen Zu.
It is true that the noan family is a new family in France, but it is by no means supreme in France.
Even France is not the leader in the whole of Europe
But Chen Zu of China, in today’s world, also has an invincible reputation, recognized as the supreme existence.
This kind of existence, even beyond the temples, beyond the magic, dark church, including the most powerful church.
Rod never dreamed that it was Chen Zu who appeared in front of him!?
“But you don’t have to worry!” Northen opened the window slowly. He said with a gentle smile, “this one is still unique in the world, but I’m here for him!”
“I’m not the only one who came for Chen Zu!”
“On the contrary, it’s the safety of the noan family, which should not be enough.”
The crutch in his hand moved gently. Outside the crutch, it was like a broken stone. The surface of the crutch was constantly cracked and turned into countless pieces scattered on the ground.
A purple gold scepter with dense patterns appeared in the palm of Northen’s hand.
As Northen gently raised his hand, he said something.
“God said, let there be light!”
This was once famous in the world, even ordinary people know a word, but in Northen’s mouth slowly sounded.
At the moment when the voice falls, the sky and the earth turn pale and dim. Instead, on top of Chen Yi, it seems that endless light condenses and turns into a holy sword.
This holy sword, silent, empty and real, hangs on Chen Yi’s head.
Chen Yi is vaguely aware of it. He looks up at it and is surprised to see it.
“I see!”
Chen Yi’s eyes were surprised, but there was no accident.
The next moment, the sword fell, like a mountain like a mountain, down.
On Chen Yi’s shoulder, the white dragon rises abruptly. Not only that, but also the golden mana overflows into the white dragon.
“Roar!”
Accompanied by a white dragon angry chant, I saw the white dragon rising from the sky, and the holy sword collision.
Boom!
In an instant, the air waves spread in all directions like a tsunami.
Strong wind, pull up trees, lift the ground, crush everything.
It is the manor thousands of meters away. Under the bombardment of some broken stones, the windows are penetrated.The noan family became chaotic and many people panicked.
Chen Yi raised her eyes. Above, the holy sword was full of pressure.
There is a crack on the scale of the white dragon. It’s just a holy word, but it’s enough to match his resolution.
Such strength is enough to match the two martial arts elixir masters he met before.
Most importantly, the continent of Europe is the headquarters of the church.
The Holy Church, also known as the Cross Church, is a faith-based teaching.
Once upon a time, the church ran across Europe, controlled many countries and went to the East.
Chen Yi’s eyes moved slightly. He looked into the distance and saw Northen through the open window.
He could not help whispering: “the little guy of the past has grown up to the person who dares to draw a sword at me.”
Above, the white dragon wails. He sees the holy sword tearing the secret and coming to Chen Yiguan.
Chen Yi has one hand up. Even so, he just greets each other with one hand.
Boom!
The power of the holy sword falls down like a mountain. Chen Yi’s figure is directly cut into the ground. The earth cracks and cracks continue to spread, and dust and smoke are rising.
“Chen Yi!”
Standing outside the manor, Yu Mengzi couldn’t help exclaiming at the scene.
At the moment, cracks appear on the holy sword.
Northen, who was far away in the manor, could not help showing a faint smile, “worthy of Chen Zu!”
With the aid of the holy instrument, Chen Zu used the holy word, but he only resisted it with one hand, which shows his arrogance.
However, Northen is more happy. Chen Zu is arrogant, but he won’t.
It is more than bravery that mortals want to kill gods?
The scepter in Northen’s hand rose gently again, and he spoke slowly.
“God said, there must be thunder, through the heart of the wicked, to alert the world!”
In a word, a clear sky generates thunder. Unlike the warlocks of the noan family before, the holy word of Northen is many times stronger.
A thunder, suddenly into the dust.
A thunderbolt, the second, once again out of thin air, twists and turns, kill to smoke.
The smoke explodes, and there is a figure in the gorgeous thunder, which is constantly distorted.
I do not know when this shadow will be completely annihilated in the thunder.
Third, fourth, Fifth Sixteen thunders have not stopped.
As if the thunder, endless, endless.