Ye Xiu licked the corner of his mouth, happily remembering the kiss just now.

There was a very cool feeling on the corners of Sister Su Yan's lips, and there was also a faint fragrance of lotus.

All in all, it’s delicious!

It's unforgettable.

A kiss is like a dream.

At this time, the two of them had already landed on the square outside the gate of Tianyuan Nine Immortals Palace.

Mengling and others, as well as Mr. Mo are all here.

When Mr. Mo saw Ye Xiu falling, tears welled up in his eyes.

Mr. Mo said excitedly: "Holy Son, you are worried about me. I have been in the Tianyuan Nine Immortals Palace these days. I don't think about food and drink, and I am restless."

"Fortunately, the Holy Son successfully came out of the star field in a supreme posture..."

Ye Xiu looked at the excited Mr. Mo and smiled, "There's nothing to worry about, Mr. Mo, I'm not fine."

After finishing speaking, Su Yan also walked towards the eight fairies.

Ye Xiu clasped his fists and said with a smile: "The nine fairy sisters have been worried these past few days."

Xue Yao said: "I have the nerve to say it, but do you know how I felt when I saw that Dugu Aotian had come out but you hadn't come out yet?"

Ye Xiu smiled, "If I come out on the tenth level, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the seventh level of the Star Cave Realm."

Meng Ling asked: "You are now on the seventh level of the Star Cave Realm, what is your combat strength?"

Ye Xiu didn't say anything, but his whole body was shaken slightly, and then a wanton star power suddenly surged.

Above the entire square, a strong wind suddenly whipped up.

At this moment, the eyes of the Nine Immortals including Mr. Mo suddenly trembled.

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.

The strength that shakes the ninth level of the Starry Sky Realm!

This has surpassed Ye Xiu's own realm by a large level, or even more.

The star power returned to Ye Xiu's body, and Ye Xiu smiled faintly, "Are you satisfied with Sister Fairy?"

Not long after, Ling Xuan's cold and trembling voice sounded.

"You are actually comparable to the combat power of the Ninth Level of the Starry Sky Realm..."

Obviously this was a result that none of them expected.

This kind of combat power is definitely among the best even among the major forces in 250 Continents.

Moreover, this is because the geniuses participating in the Hundred Continents Festival this time are all very strong.

If we put it in previous years, with this kind of strength, there would be no problem at all in ranking among the top three or first.

Su Yan's cold voice sounded, "In the Hundred-level Star Field, he has certainly improved well."

"But sisters, do you know that when I healed his wounds, the wounds on his body were enough to kill anyone countless times."

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

It can be seen that Ye Xiu has indeed endured a lot in the Hundred Star Field.

With such willpower, coupled with Ye Xiu's talent, in the future in the Star Continent... no, not just the Star Continent, even in the land of arrogant people, he will be enough to carve out his own world.

Seeing Ye Xiu's transformation from being careless at the beginning to now, Mengling was actually very pleased.

This is what men should do.

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

This is what a strong man should have.

Ye Xiu smiled nonchalantly, "Compared to getting stronger, what are these pains?"

"Besides, I promised my fairy sisters that I, Ye Xiu, will be the winner of this Hundred Continents Event!"

Yue Huaxian's soft voice sounded, "It's a good thing that you have such confidence."

"However, don't underestimate the talents of this generation participating in the Hundred Continents Gala."

"In everything, be prepared for the worst."

"By the way, I've never looked for you, and I don't know what your painting style is like now."

Ye Xiu had already understood the meaning of the painting.

It's just that what Yue Huaxian knew was that he was still a beginner.

Ye Xiu smiled and said, "Sister Painting Fairy, just give me pen and paper."

Moon Painting Fairy's white dress is like white paper, dotted with dots of ink marks, and there is a pen hairpin stuck in her hair, clearly looking quiet and quiet.

With a click of her finger, a pen and a piece of paper fell in front of Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu leaned down.

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

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

The pen is his sharp sword.

"What does Sister Painting Fairy want me to draw?"

Ye Xiu smiled.

"It's still a mountain, right?" Yue Huaxian said softly.

After all, when Ye Xiu first started painting, the first thing he drew was mountains.

It's just that the mountain didn't have any shape at that time, but it contained a hint of the artistic conception of a majestic mountain.

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

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

"Sister, be careful!"

The moment he finished speaking.

The pen falls on the white paper.

There are not too many strokes, just a few.

But every stroke is made with incomparable calmness and weight.

It was as if a huge mountain was suppressing it.

At this moment, Yue Hua Xian and the other eight fairies all looked condensed.

Obviously, this deal is not simple.

The moment this stroke falls, it is no longer comparable to the beginning of painting.

It has definitely reached the stage of success!

This guy……

There is no practice of painting at all, but he has directly achieved Xiaocheng's painting!

In fact, for Ye Xiu, he rarely practiced painting.

But the pen is in his hand like a sword!

It's just that the object of the application is not a person, but a blank piece of paper.

His sword intention has reached a great level.

The meaning of painting is due to the improvement of his sword intention and his own terrible comprehension. Naturally, the tide has risen and all boats have reached the level of small success.

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

For him, all artistic conceptions are actually similar.

One idea is understood, all ideas are understood.

Of course, this is just because his understanding is extremely abnormal.

No one could be like Ye Xiu.

Buzz!

Ye Xiu stopped writing.

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, it is crooked and ugly.

But the majesty of the mountain cannot fool anyone.
To be continued...