"Take this calligraphy and painting, take it back!"

Wang Yi pointed to the scroll on the table and swiped it into the distance, and the ink on the scroll instantly dried up and solidified, falling back into Wei Fengliu's hand.

"Thank you Zhenjun and Fairy Flower Daoyou, and more of this little girl's ink. ”

Wei Fengliu hurriedly thanked him.

"Senior, my name is Rachel Chu. ”

Rachel Chu took back her painting tools and said.

"Chu?"

Wei Fengliu was stunned, "This surname is very special, I remember that a certain immortal king in the fairy world has the surname 'Chu'." ”

Rachel Chu didn't reply.

At this stage, she doesn't want to reveal her identity as the daughter of the fairy king.

And after what happened just now, at this time, all the fairy friends present cast admiring glances at the fairy flower.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything.

Moreover, at least they have reached the level of the four peak Xuan Immortals in the immortal world, and they can also become hot characters in various worlds.

"Fairy Flower has shown good piano, chess, calligraphy and painting skills, are you quite satisfied?"

Wang Yi looked around and asked.

Although he admires the fairy flower in his heart, as a "hidden master", he must be calm.

Even if the heart is turned upside down, it looks as stable as an old dog on the surface.

"Even I couldn't have imagined that the fairy flower had reached such a level, it was really a treasure!"

Wang Yi thought so in his heart.

He decided that when this fairy friend exchange meeting was over, he must give the fairy flowers some more nutrients.

"Fairy Flower Daoyou's skills are too superb, if it weren't for the fact that it doesn't accept apprentices, I would have wanted to apprentice. ”

The Hundred Flowers Fairy sighed.

Rachel Chu's apprenticeship was rejected, allowing her to see the cold side of the fairy flower.

If you want to worship it as a teacher, I'm afraid it's not easy.

"I want to apprentice too!"

"I'm the same!"

Among the immortal friends present, many people followed suit.

"It is impossible to apprentice, at least not now, this matter will be discussed later. Wang Yi received another trace of resistance from the fairy flower, so he said.

"What a pity!"

"I lost my chance to become a painting saint!"

Tang Huo covered his face with his hands, as if he was very sorry.

"You can't even draw a chicken leg, dreaming!"

Ding Linxiang sighed.

"Ruthless!"

Tang Huo looked helpless.

"That's all for the time being, next, do you have anything else you want to show or ask?"

Wang Yi asked again.

Seeing that everyone was silent, he announced that he would continue to talk and continue to eat.

Tang Huo, Dao'an, Wei Lingling and other juniors with lower cultivation took this opportunity to ask Feng Muyuan, Wei Fengliu and other fairy realm powerhouses for advice.

Even those newcomers to the Nether Martial Emperor, Martial Emperor, and Martial Venerable had the courage to raise the difficulties they encountered.

"Hey, you're also the world master of Zhongwu?"

At this time, the woodcutter looked at Chu Rachel and other cultivators from the Zhongwu world, "I am the woodcutter, the acting realm master of the Qingfan Realm, and I want to ask you about the method of building a high-martial world. ”

Wang Yi is the true realm master.

As for the woodcutter, due to refining the Nine Turns Heavenly Thunder Fruit, his strength has increased greatly, so Wang Yi handed over the agency of the Qingfan Realm to him.

"In the middle martial arts world, to be promoted to high martial arts, first of all, someone must be able to break through the martial saint.

However, that doesn't mean it's over.

Often, we also need to build the heart of the world.

It would be much easier to have a high-martial world seed. ”

A young man explained.

"I see, thank you!"

The woodcutter hurriedly thanked him.

"Gao Wu's World Seed?"

Wang Yi's eyes flashed, and he remembered the flower of the world planted on the windowsill on the second floor of the Ethereal Residence.

If you need that thing, it's going to be easy.

"Let me dance for you to cheer you up!"

At this time, the white girl Liusan from the bounty hall walked out of her seat. Everyone

"I can dance too!"

The little civet pulled the five flower fairies and joined the camp of the dancers.

"Your movements are not very coordinated, let me teach you!"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy also left her seat and became a dancer.

Soon, Ding Linxiang, Ding Linhua and others all performed on stage in person.

In addition, there are fairy flowers playing the guqin, and the atmosphere is happy.

"Yes, that's what you want!"

Wang Yi looked at this scene and was very relieved.

Half a day later.

The 6th Immortal Friends Exchange Meeting ended.

Everyone reluctantly stood in front of the space-time gate leading to their respective worlds, waved their hands at the others, and then left one after another.

Soon, there were only two people left on the scene.

"How do you feel about smashing it for most of the day?"

Wang Yi stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the Immortal King of the Yan Demon Clan, who was constantly "getting up + smashing the ground", and asked coldly.

"Kill me, please!"

The Flame Demon Immortal King said.

He was smashed to the point of splitting headaches, and if he hadn't been able to blow himself up, he would have wanted to destroy this law incarnation a long time ago.

"Kill you, it's too cheap. ”

Wang Yi bent his fingers a little, stripped away the power of the incarnation of this law, and turned it into pure nutrients.

"Ding! Get 1,000 Dao Sources. ”

Hearing the prompt, Wang Yi was speechless.

Although I knew that the power contained in the law incarnation was not much, I didn't expect it to be so small, a thousand Dao Sources, which was only equivalent to the amount of one Heavenly Immortal in the early stage.

However, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat, so he still accepts them.

As for the place where the Immortal King of the Yan Demon Clan is located, there is only an illusory immortal soul left, which is a wisp of his split soul.

With Wang Yi's punch.

The soul of the Immortal King of the Yan Demon Clan was imprisoned by the power of the domain and thrown into the Demon Suppression Cave, where he was accompanied by Nie Chengming.

"Fire Demon Immortal King, you...... Why are you here?"

Demon Suppression Cave, Nie Chengming asked in surprise.

"This is a wisp of the king's soul, not the body, deliberately caught by that person just to sneak in, and when it comes to the critical moment in the future, he will capture this place in one fell swoop!"

The Immortal King of the Flame Demon Clan is serious nonsense.

Nie Chengming nodded, really believing it.

In his opinion, the dignified immortal king is a strong man who disdains to lie to himself.

Demon Realm.

The Immortal King of the Flame Demon Clan sat on the throne, his eyebrows full of anger.

He had just received the last message from the avatar, and the only one of value.

That is, Nie Chengming is really alive.

But this is the news that he paid a wisp of soul to get, and it was a loss to his grandmother's house.

In normal times, the incarnation controlled by a wisp of split soul can at least wipe out a peak Xuan Immortal in the immortal world.

Only in this way is it not a loss.

"This person is so mad that he actually suppressed a wisp of the king's soul, and he didn't kill or let go, which damaged my strength. ”

The Flame Demon Immortal King roared.

Because that wisp of split soul could not be broken, and it was suppressed by Wang Yi, it caused the body of the Immortal King of the Yan Demon Clan to be missing a wisp of split soul.

As long as that wisp of soul is permanently suppressed, a corner of his strength will be permanently missing.

Every time he thought about it, he felt sad and helpless.

"You've killed the Soul Split!"

The Flame Demon Immortal King roared.

When the Split Soul is killed or destroyed by self-explosion, he suffers some injuries at most, but he will soon be able to recover to his peak.

But now this situation is very embarrassing.

"Flame Demon King, how's the news going?"

At this time.

An ancient and majestic voice rang out all around.

The Immortal King of the Yan Demon Clan hurriedly lowered his head and told the story of the matter.

"What!"

"A wisp of your soul is suppressed by the other party, and you can't even blow yourself up. ”

"In this world, how can there be such a strange method?"

The man spoke again, his tone full of disbelief.

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