"Take back this painting and calligraphy."

Wang Miao pointed to the picture scroll on the table and crossed to the distance. The ink on the picture scroll dried up and solidified instantly, and fell back to Wei Fengliu's hand.

"Thank you, Zhenjun and fairyland flower path friends, as well as this little girl to study ink."

Wei Fengliu quickly thanks.

"Master, my name is Chu Ruiqiu."

Chu took back her painting tools and said.

"Chu?"

Wei Feng was stunned and said, "this surname is very special. I remember that some elder Immortal King in the fairyland had his surname" Chu. "

Chu didn't answer.

At this stage, she does not want to reveal the identity of her fairy King's daughter.

And after what happened just now, at this time, all the fairy friends present cast admiration eyes towards the fairy flower.

Master Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Moreover, they have at least reached the level of the four top immortals in the fairyland. Looking at all the world, they can also become hot figures.

"Fairy flower shows a good skill of Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting. Are you satisfied?"

Wang Miao looked around and asked.

Although he admired the fairy flower in his heart, as a "hermit expert", he had to be calm.

Even if the heart turns upside down, on the surface, it should be as stable as an old dog.

"I can't even imagine that the fairy flower has reached such a level. It's really a treasure!"

This is what Wang Miao thought.

He decided to give fairies more nutrients when the fairies exchange meeting was over.

"The fairy flower path friend's skill is too superb, if it is not for it not to accept apprentices, I would like to learn."

The flower fairy sighed.

Chu Ruiqiu's apprenticeship was refused, and she saw the cold side of the fairy flower.

It's not easy to learn from it.

"I want to be a teacher, too!"

"Me too!"

Among the fairy friends present, many people followed suit.

"It's impossible to worship a teacher, at least not now. We'll discuss this later." Wang Miao again received a trace of resistance from the fairy flower, so he said.

"What a pity!"

"I've lost my chance to be a saint of painting!"

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

"You can't draw a drumstick well. You're dreaming!"

Ding Linxiang said yes.

"Merciless!"

Tang Huo looks helpless.

"That's all for now. Next, what else do you want to show or ask?"

Wang Miao asked again.

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

Tang Huo, dao'an, Wei Lingling and other young people with lower accomplishments took this opportunity to consult Feng muyuan, Wei Fengliu and other fairyland strongmen.

Even the new lower Wu Di, Wu Huang and Wu Zun bravely put forward their own difficulties.

"Eh, you are also the world masters of Zhongwu?"

At this time, the woodcutter looked at Chu Ruiqiu and other practitioners from the world of Chinese martial arts, "I am the woodcutter, the agent of the world of qingfan. I want to ask you about how to build the world of Chinese martial arts."

Wang Miao is the real leader of the world.

As for the woodcutter, because he refined nine days of thunder fruit, his strength was greatly improved, so Wang Miao gave him the right of agency in qingfan world.

"In order to be promoted to gaowu, the first thing is that someone can break through the martial saint.

But that doesn't mean it's over.

Usually, we also need to build the core of the world.

It would be much easier to have the world seeds of Gao Wu. "

A young man explained.

"I see. Thank you very much."

The woodcutter quickly thanks.

"Gaowu's world seed?"

Wang Miao's eyes flashed, thinking of the flower of the world planted on the windowsill of the second floor.

If you need that thing, it will be very simple indeed.

"Let me give you a dance to help you have fun."

At this time, the bounty girl from Liubai hall came out of the third seat.

"I can dance, too!"

The beaver takes five flower fairies and joins the dancing camp.

"Your movements are not very harmonious. Let me teach you!"

Baihua fairy also left the seat and became the lead dancer.

Soon, Ding Linxiang, Ding Linhua and others performed in person.

In addition, fairies play guqin, and the atmosphere is very happy.

"Yes, that's what we want!"

Looking at this scene, Wang Miao was very pleased.

In half a day.

The sixth Xianyou exchange meeting is over.

They stood in front of the time and space gate leading to their own world, waved to others, and then left one after another.Soon, there were only two people left at the scene.

"It's been a long time. How do you feel?"

Wang Miao negative hand and stand, looking at constantly "up + hit the ground" Yanmo fairy king, coldly asked.

"Please kill me!"

Said the Immortal King of the Yanmo clan.

If he could not blow himself up, he would have wanted to destroy the incarnation of the law.

"It's too cheap to kill you."

Wang Miao pointed a little, stripped the power of this Law incarnation and turned it into pure nutrients.

"Ding! Get 1000 Daoyuan. "

Hearing the prompt, Wang Miao felt speechless.

Although I know that the power of the law incarnation is not much, I didn't expect that there would be so few. A thousand Tao sources, which is only equivalent to the amount of an immortal in the early days.

However, no matter how small a mosquito's leg is, it's meat. He still took it.

As for the place where the Immortal King of the Yanmo clan is located, there is only one illusory immortal soul left, which is just a wisp of his soul.

With Wang Miao's fist.

Nie yanhun and the Immortal King are imprisoned in the immortal cave.

"Yanmo Xianwang, you Why are you here? "

Zhenmo cave, Nie Chengming asked in surprise.

"It's a part of the king's soul, not the body. I was caught by that man on purpose, just to sneak in. When it comes to the critical moment, I will attack this place again!"

The Immortal King of the Yanmo clan is serious nonsense.

Nie Chengming nodded and really believed.

In his view, the powerful Immortal King disdains to lie to himself.

The demon world.

The Immortal King of the Yanmo clan sat on the throne, his brows full of anger.

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

That is, Nie Chengming is still alive.

But this is the news that he paid a wisp of soul to get. It's just a loss to grandma's family.

At ordinary times, the incarnation controlled by a wisp of divided soul can at least wipe out a peak Xuanxian in the fairyland.

Only in this way can it be considered as a loss.

"This man is just crazy. He even suppressed a wisp of the king's soul. He didn't kill or let go, which damaged my strength."

The fire demon fairy King roared.

Because the soul can't be broken and is suppressed by Wang Miao, the body of the Immortal King of the Yanmo clan is short of soul.

As long as that wisp of soul is permanently suppressed, his strength will be lost forever.

Every time he thought of this, he felt very sad and helpless.

"You've killed fenhun!"

The emperor roared.

When fenhun is killed or self destructed, he will be injured at most, but he will recover soon.

But now this situation is very embarrassing.

"Fire demon king, how's the news going?"

At this point.

An ancient vicissitudes and full of dignified voice sounded around.

The Immortal King of the Yanmo clan lowered his head and told the whole story.

"What

"One of your separate souls is suppressed by the other party, and can't even explode."

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

The speaker spoke again in a tone of disbelief.

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