"He is finally going to die!" Zhou Luo and others breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, they only faced Chu Yi and felt that this person was like a J-sword hanging above their heads.

The feeling of being suppressed anytime and anywhere makes them feel extremely bad.

Even Suhe has this idea.

I'm afraid that Mu Ting is gone for everyone here.

The Demon Young Master looked at the few people deeply and smiled, "Do you feel very depressed? A few years ago, he was not even as good as you, but a few years later, he was far ahead of you. In front of him, you feel as if you were abandoned by time."

"All geniuses are not geniuses in front of him."

"Senior, how do you know?" Dongfang Liang swallowed.

"That's because, a thousand years ago, I also encountered such a person." The Demon Young Master smiled helplessly.

"Yan Luo Immortal!" Dongfang Liang paused, but this description made his heart heavier, because according to the Demon Prince's intention, Chu Yi was able to compete with the Immortal Yan Immortal of that year.

"You are wrong." The Demon Young Master seemed to see through his thoughts, "If he continues like this, he will be even more terrifying than the Immortal of Yan Luo back then."

"You should be glad that he has reached the peak of the Taoist temple. Once you break through to the Nascent Soul, the oppression in your heart will disappear. That kind of despair is because the other party is too far away from you and has become admiration."

"You guys are fine, but why are our Nascent Soul stages still suffering this kind of blow?"

The Demon Young Master smiled bitterly, "I've experienced it once, and I'll have to experience it again?"

Zhou Luo said seriously: "Then he is dead, we are all free."

The demon prince pointed and said, "Do you think that kind of eyes are the eyes of a dying person?"

Everyone looked around and saw that Chu Yi had anxiety, fear, helplessness, and helplessness in his eyes... but there was no despair.

Even with a little joke.

"Two Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection, two Nascent Soul Stage above the fifth level, plus many warships, do he think he can survive?" Fang Yaoyao couldn't believe it.

For her, this is the power that can easily destroy a fifth-grade sect, which means that no force in the entire Tianchen Continent can withstand the attacks of these people.

"Don't believe it? Look." The demon young master smiled but said nothing. In fact, he was not sure, but when facing Chu Yi, he always felt that the other party was unfathomable and could not regard him as a junior.

...

"If you kill my Qianfan Sect, you will naturally want our Qianfan Sect to kill you."

The Thousand-Eyed Elder smiled faintly.

"Don't kill me, I'm just a pure turtle, it has nothing to do with him." The black turtle shouted, but was slapped by Zhu Bajie.

"Hey, this is so difficult. Who is better to die at?" Chu Yi scratched his head, his body glowing, and a rich spiritual energy was emitting. This is the star fruit, which needs to be integrated into the Taoist palace.

The seven-minded Taoist laughed, but his smile was too terrifying: "He is delaying time and killing first."

The seven-minded Taoist took action, and a huge tentacle directly penetrated the void.

The Man Taoist roared, and the immortal text of space was hidden in his mouth, forming a space barrier in an instant.

However, this is just a temporary solution.

Chu Yi was very calm: "How about this, I would like to ask you to appreciate a painting. If it looks good, you don't have to ask me for the Star Fruit."

"A painting, just a glance, is worth the star fruit?" Dao Ren Kuye smiled, "Who is it? At least you need a painter of the god level, and the things you draw must be at the level of holy tools, and the people you draw must be above the Immortal Lord."

"Otherwise, we're not worth it."

Chu Yi grinned: "Don't worry, I won't let you down."

Chu Yi beat the object talisman and a scroll flew out.

His big hand raised, and in an instant, the scroll stretched out.

Above the scroll is a handsome young man.

The young man had black hair, thin eyes, holding a sword in one hand, and his black robe seemed to surge in the painting.

The background of the painting is a lake with green grass swaying around it and no wind automatically.

"Immortal Lord Yan Luo!"

Everyone looked over together, and the demon prince's back felt even colder.

The people on this scroll are too famous, famous in the fairy world, creating a legend of an era that everyone knows.

Chu Yi carefully appreciated the painting. Xiahou made it to him, and the painter was Chu Yi's seven disciples, Qianfeng.

When Chu Yi was destroyed by the heavenly tribulation, Qianfeng also entered the realm of enlightenment. In order to ensure the safety of his junior brothers and sisters, he meditated on Chu Yi's form and spent a lot of energy and blood. Then he drew two paintings.

One of them is in Ruhua's hands.

The other one is in the hands of Xiahou Cheng.

Xiahou Cheng was already at the peak of the Nascent Soul, so he handed the painting to Chu Yi.

Although this painting is difficult to exert its combat effectiveness at Chu Yi's peak, at least it can still be done by killing several Nascent Souls.

"It's just that the painting is a bit ugly, Xiaoqi's aesthetic level needs to be improved." Chu Yi murmured to himself.

But he heard the Thousand Eyes Taoist exclaimed: "I didn't expect that it was the Immortal Lord of Yan Luo. The Immortal Lord of Yan Luo was so arrogant that he looked extraordinary. Unfortunately, he left too early. Otherwise, the swordsmanship would be expected."

"Extraordinary appearance? Old man, you can't say anything against your will. It's obviously not as handsome as me now." Chu Yi immediately retorted.

The Thousand-Eyed Taoist looked strange, and it can be imagined that he had great doubts about Chu Yi's aesthetics.

The seven-minded Taoist laughed strangely and said, "The painting of the Immortal Lord Yan Luo is valuable, but this painting only has shape and no charm, so it is not valuable."

While he was talking, he was shocked to find that there was movement in the scroll.

The light flashes, the luck flows, and the scroll automatically floats in the air.

In an instant, the flowing light was free!

"Is there any charm?" The Taoist Kuye showed a look of horror on his face. If this was the case, the value of this scroll would not be lower than that of the Star Fruit.

You should know that everyone in the fairy world wants to obtain the inheritance of the Immortal Lord Yan Luo.

The golden light flashed, and a line of large characters floating in the void.

However, when everyone saw the big words, they all fell silent.

“For contraceptive.”

"Look at it and you will be infertile for life!"

Chu Yi was struck by lightning, and his entire hair rushed into the sky.

"Contraceptive...exclusive?"

"Guo Qifeng, please wait for me!" He cursed in his heart. This was the real name of Taoist Qianfeng.

"I want to expose the fact that you like to draw a girl's body!"

Chu Yi's nose was crooked. If he knew this would happen, he would never use this scroll even if he died.

After all, you are just for evil-proofing, so you can get contraceptive?

God-killed!

The scene was silent, and no one expected that someone would dare to tease the portrait of the Immortal Lord of Yan Luo like this. If this painting really had the charm of the Immortal Lord of Yan Luo, he would probably kill the man on the spot.

However, Taoist Du Xin's eyes became more gloomy. His body was a huge scorpion, and he was very irritable: "Boy, do you still want to fool us?"

"Everyone, this is just a broken painting. He just wants to take the opportunity to delay time."

"Look at me swallowing you!"

The Taoist Du Xin flew away. He opened his mouth suddenly, and a huge vortex formed near his mouth. Judging from his posture, he wanted to swallow Chu Yi directly into his stomach.

At the same time, Taoist Bai Weng clamped down on Taoist Man.

But suddenly, the Taoist Du Xin flew halfway and suddenly fell into the sky.

His eyes were horrified, and his huge body seemed to be fixed.

But the next moment, everyone was extremely terrified.

Click!

The huge tail of the Taoist Du Xin fell off his body.

He turned his head suddenly, but found that his head was also falling off, followed by two huge pliers.

The body shattered into pieces, but it was so strange that no blood flowed out.

boom!

He fell directly on the Tianchen Continent, making a huge sound, and until this time, the blood in his body erupted, forming a huge blood fountain.

Everyone fell silent, this was a kind of speechlessness of fear.

"There are masters nearby!"

Bai Weng Taoist was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

But soon, people discovered something was wrong because the void was very calm.

Taoist Kuye suddenly looked at the painting Chu Yi took out, but saw that the sword of the Immortal Lord Yan Luo was lifted a little higher than before.

"The scroll has charm!"

"This is not an ordinary painting..."

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