Ye Xiu licked the corner of his mouth, and was happily missing the kiss he had just finished.

There was a cool feeling at the corners of Sister Su Yan's lips, and it also had a faint fragrance of lotus flowers.

Anyway, it's delicious!

It makes people linger.

A kiss is like a dream.

At this time, the two of them had already descended on the square outside the gate of Tianyuan Jiuxian Palace.

Meng Ling and others, as well as Mr. Mo were all there.

When Mr. Mo saw Ye Xiu fall, tears in his eyes were flowing.

Mr. Mo said excitedly: "Son, you are so worried about me. These days I have been in the Tianyuan Jiuxian Palace, without thinking about food and food, and I feel restless."

"Fortunately, the Holy Son successfully emerged from the star field in his supreme posture..."

Ye Xiu looked at the excited old man Mo and smiled, "What's there to worry about? Old Mo, I'm not doing well."

After saying that, Su Yan also walked to the side of the eight fairies.

Ye Xiu clasped his fists and said with a smile: "There have been concerns for the nine fairy sisters these days."

Xueyao said, "You're so embarrassed to say, do you know, when I saw Dugu Aotian coming out and you were not coming out yet, what was your mood?"

Ye Xiu smiled, "If I came out of the tenth level, I am afraid I will not be able to reach the seventh level of the Star Cave Realm."

Meng Ling asked: "What is your combat power in the seventh level of the Star Cave Realm?"

Ye Xiu didn't say anything, but just shook his whole body slightly, and then a wanton star power suddenly broke out.

A strong wind suddenly broke out above the entire square.

At this moment, the Nine Immortals and Mr. Mo all had their eyes trembled suddenly.

Judging from the aura of star power alone, Ye Xiu's strength is definitely comparable to the ninth level of the Starry Sky Realm!

You must know that Ye Xiu is only at the seventh level of the Star Cave Realm.

Shake the strength of the ninth level of the Starry Sky Realm!

This has surpassed Ye Xiu's own realm, and even more.

Xingli returned to Ye Xiu's body, and Ye Xiu smiled faintly, "Is the fairy sister still satisfied?"

Soon, Ling Xuan's cold and trembling voice sounded.

"You are actually enough to match the combat power of the ninth level of the Starry Sky Realm..."

Obviously this was an outcome that no one of them expected.

This kind of combat power is definitely one of the best among the great forces in the 250 continents.

Moreover, this is because the geniuses participating in the Baizhou Festival are very strong.

If it was in previous years, there would be no problem with such strength in the top three or first.

Su Yan's cold voice sounded, "In the hundreds of layers of star fields, he has improved well."

"But sisters know that when I healed him, the injuries on his body, if they were placed on anyone, were probably enough to die for many times."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the fairies became solemn.

It can be seen that Ye Xiu did bear a lot in the hundreds of levels of star fields.

If you have such willpower and Ye Xiu's talent, you will be in the Star Continent in the future... No, it is not just the Star Continent, but even in that magnanimous place, you will be able to break out your own world.

Meng Ling was actually very pleased to see Ye Xiu’s transformation from being careless at the beginning to now.

Men should think this is the case.

With a strong will, no matter what pain you face, you must never fall down easily.

This is what a strong man should have.

Ye Xiu smiled indifferently, "What do these pains count as better than becoming stronger?"

"Besides, I promised the fairy sisters, I, Ye Xiu, will be the champion of this Hundred Continents Festival!"

Yuehuaxian's gentle voice sounded, "It's a good thing that you have such confidence."

"However, don't underestimate the geniuses who participated in the Baizhou Festival."

"In everything, plan the worst."

"By the way, I have never looked for you, and I don't know what your current vision is."

Ye Xiu had already understood the meaning of painting.

But what Yuehuaxian knew about him was still at the point of getting started.

Ye Xiu smiled, "Sister Huaxian can give me pen and paper."

Yuehuaxian was wearing a white dress like white paper, with ink marks dotted on it, and a pen hairpin was inserted on it, obviously looking quiet.

She pointed her finger, a pen, and a scroll of paper, and then it fell in front of Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu leaned down.

Gently pick up the pen on the ground and spread the white paper flat.

The moment Ye Xiu picked up the pen, he was like a magician holding a sword.

The pen is his sharp sword.

"What does Sister Huaxian want me to draw?"

Ye Xiu smiled.

"It's still a mountain." Yuehuaxian spoke softly.

After all, when Ye Xiu first started, the first one to draw was the mountain.

However, the mountain had no shape at that time, but it contained a hint of the majestic mountain artistic conception.

Ye Xiu's expression condensed, and the pen in his hand suddenly trembled slightly.

A sharp light burst out from the pen in his hand.

"Sister, I'm going to take a look!"

The moment the words were finished.

The pen fell on white paper.

There are not too many strokes, just a few strokes.

But every stroke is extremely calm and heavy.

It was like a mountain suppressing it.

At this moment, Yuehuaxian and the other eight fairies all looked in a state of condensation.

Obviously, this is not simple.

The moment this stroke fell, it was no longer comparable to the introductory painting.

It definitely reached a small success!

This guy...

There is no meaning of practicing and painting at all, but it actually achieves a small-scale painting!

In fact, for Ye Xiu, although he rarely practices painting.

But the pen is in his hand, like a sword!

However, the object of being used is not a person, but a blank paper.

His sword intent has reached a great level.

The painting intention was even more because of his sword intent and his terrible comprehension. Naturally, the water rises to a small extent.

After all, he had already realized the meaning of painting nearly two months ago.

For him, all artistic conceptions actually have similarities.

One-minded and one-minded and one-minded.

Of course, this is just because his comprehension is extremely perverted.

No one can do this in Ye Xiu.

Buzz!

Ye Xiu stops his pen.

At this moment, from the white paper, a towering black ink mountain suddenly suppressed the sky above the square.

To be honest, this mountain is not like a mountain, crooked and ugly.

But the majestic meaning of the mountain cannot deceive people.
To be continued...