Chapter 1059
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The painter was indeed stunned.
Who is he?
The Patriarch of Huaxinzhai, the giant who made the heavens tremble in the depths of the starry sky.
Its status is enough to be called the headmaster of Jiutian Pavilion and the head of the Galaxy God Sect!
But now, a young boy interrupted him forcefully, scolding him that what he said was nothing but... bullshit!
The artist has not experienced this feeling for a long time.
For a while, I couldn't believe it.
"Have you ever met me?"
After a while, the painter asked.
His white clothes surpassed the snow, and he stood there with his hands behind his back, even if it was just a wisp of willpower, but the majesty of the arrogant shore still made the world tremble, the mountains and rivers were dejected, as if the supreme ruler was coming to the world!
Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said casually, "I did meet you when I killed a character named Feng Ji last time."
Will brand, and can not know each other.
Even the deity of the painter cannot sense the changes in the "will mark" he left behind.
In the final analysis, the will brand is not a clone of the Dao, but just a spirit that belongs to a cultivator.
"You killed Feng Ji..."
The painter's brows showed a hint of surprise, and he looked at Su Yi again.
Immediately, his pupils condensed.
The nineteen-year-old Xuanzhao realm emperor?
Also, can they kill Feng Ji, Fei Yunna and other mysterious characters? !
"It's really interesting!"
The artist showed interest.
Su Yi couldn't help laughing, and said, "You said the same thing when you killed the willpower you left in Feng Ji's soul last time."
The painter was surprised: "Really? If you say that, you must have an extremely powerful power, enough to resist and defuse my willpower attack, right?"
He was really surprised that the young robed youth in front of him was full of weirdness and strangeness, which made him also curious.
Su Yi said calmly: "Yes, because of this, I think you'd better not act rashly, lest even this brand of will be destroyed."
The painter took a deep look at Su Yi and said, "Don't worry, it's rare for me to meet an interesting little guy like you, and I won't kill you early."
Su Yi shook his head, "Wrong, I didn't want to wipe out your willpower immediately, so I gave you a chance to talk to me."
The painter frowned, and immediately smiled: "Only children are obsessed with arguing over words, that's all, since you say that, I will listen to you."
In those casual words, there was a gesture of overlooking, a look that was too lazy to care about the juniors.
However, this kind of behavior made Su Yi laugh for a while, and said, "It's just a force of will, and it's not your deity. Is it necessary to act like this?"
The smile on the artist's face faded.
From the beginning of the conversation, the young man in front of him showed a very strong attitude, as if he did not take him in his eyes, which made him feel slightly sullen.
"Since it's about my seat, do you know who I am?"
The painter said slowly.
While drinking, Su Yi said to himself, "Want to use your reputation to oppress me? Unfortunately, this time you have the wrong person."
He looked at the painter and said, "Perhaps you are in the depths of the starry sky and have a great reputation and power, but in my eyes, you are just a character who bullies the soft and fears the hard."
The artist couldn't help laughing, "Bull the soft and fear the hard? Little guy, are you sure you know who I am?"
There was disdain in his voice.
Su Yi said without hesitation, "Aren't you a defeated general under the watcher?"
The smile on the artist's face freezes
, the aura of the whole body became terrifying and monstrous, and the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers trembled violently.
And his eyes were staring at Su Yi like dazzling swords, "Who told you?!"
The voice is full of great majesty, and it is extremely compelling.
At this moment, Su Yi felt unprecedented pressure, almost suffocating.
Undoubtedly, the artist's Taoism is too terrifying, even if it is just a ray of willpower, it is incredibly powerful!
But as Su Yi communicated the power of his soul to the Nine Prisons Sword, the power that was oppressing him was immediately washed away!
The painter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally realized that what the young man in front of him said was true, he indeed had a power that was strong enough to fight against him!
Realizing this, the painter suddenly showed a warm smile, and slightly cupped his hands: "Before, I was clumsy, I dare to ask Xiaoyouzun's name, who is the teacher?"
Attitudes changed so fast, it was like flipping a book.
But this made Su Yi shudder.
An existence like a painter can be respected in the world with the sect master of the Galaxy God Sect and the Jiutian Pavilion, and is naturally powerful.
But he can take it and put it down, and put it away freely!
People like this are undoubtedly the most difficult and dangerous!
If you think about it, it is also true that although the Human World Viewer was so frightened that he could only hide, he was not able to cut off his head in the end. It is conceivable that this person is not simple.
Su Yi thought: "If you answer some questions, I don't mind telling you."
"Can."
The painter nodded with a smile.
Su Yi said: "What exactly are you planning to send your disciples to the Xuanhuang Star Realm?"
"These things, it's not a secret, it's okay to tell you."
The painter stretched out two fingers and said, "Two things, one is to explore the secret of reincarnation, and the other is to explore the power of the source of chaos in the Xuanhuang Star Realm, which is the so-called Xuanhuang Mother Qi."
Su Yi's heart trembled slightly, only then did he realize that Huaxinzhai, in addition to collecting Xuanhuang Mother Qi, was also exploring the secrets of reincarnation just like Jiutian Pavilion and Xinghe Divine Sect!
The painter asked with a smile, "Could it be that the little friend has refined some mysterious yellow mother energy? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist the 'law of nirvana' of my painting Xinzhai."
Undoubtedly, he suspects that Su Yi's ability to kill Feng Ji and Feiyun has something to do with refining Xuanhuang Mother Qi!
"I'm asking you a question."
Su Yi reminded.
Being treated like this made the artist unable to suppress the murderous intention in his heart, and even felt an unprecedented suffocation.
Putting it aside, let alone a character in the Xuanzhao Realm, he is a realm king-level character in the depths of the starry sky. If you dare to be a little disrespectful to him, you will be slapped to death by him!
But in the end, the artist held back.
He still smiled and said, "Just ask, little friend."
"Among the Huaxinzhai powerhouses who came to the Xuanhuang Star Realm, there was a woman with a very special identity, who was called 'Miss' by Feng Ji and the others..."
When Su Yigang said this, the painter's face changed quietly, and he couldn't help interrupting, "What's wrong with her?"
Su Yi suddenly realized that the artist was obviously a little nervous!
"Who is she?" Su Yi asked.
The artist was silent, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared little by little.
After a while, he raised his head, stared at Su Yi, his tone was calm with great majesty, and said, "You don't need to know her identity, but I can tell you clearly that if something happens to her, I will let this The world will be buried with him!"
boom!
The sky trembled, and the mountains and rivers shook violently.
The power of the painter at this moment is simply terrifying to the point of unimaginable.
In exchange for any mysterious and secluded realm character here,
I'm afraid that if you don't have time to struggle, you will be completely suppressed by that kind of power!
However, Su Yi was not affected.
His divine soul matched the breath of the Nine Prisons Sword, completely offsetting the pressure released from the painter.
"Is she your daughter?"
Su Yi said with great interest.
The painter was silent, his expression was uncertain, and he could not wait to take action immediately and destroy this kid!
Even an idiot can see that he doesn't want to talk about this at all, but this kid just doesn't open the pot and lift it!
"Is it your Taoist companion?"
Su Yi asked again.
The painter's forehead blue veins jumped, and he said blankly: "Enough! Do you really dare not kill people in this seat?"
He was obviously angry, and if he didn't hide it, the world suddenly fell into a terrifying atmosphere.
However, Su Yi smiled disapprovingly, "Don't be angry, I'm just curious, even if you don't answer, I'll check with her later when I see her."
Artist: "???"
This kid is actually playing her mind! ?
At this moment, the murderous intent in the painter's heart could no longer be suppressed, and it exploded completely.
"Little thing, you really damn!!"
The words were like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth.
And the painter's right hand sticks out, like a stroke of a brush, and slashes in the void.
boom!
A sky-splashing haze surged out, turned into a dazzling spear, and stabbed Su Yi through the air.
Just that kind of power pierced through the sky, causing the void where Su Yi was to be torn apart, collapsed and collapsed.
Seeing that Su Yi's figure was about to suffer, an obscure sword chant suddenly sounded.
The Qingying Sword roared and swept across the sky.
clang! ! !
The war spear was blocked by the sword's edge, and the two collided to burst out the power fluctuations that destroyed the sky and the earth.
And Su Yi's figure was smashed and flew out by this blow, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.
"Sure enough, it is not easy to clean up the willpower of this old thing if you are not in your own sea of consciousness."
Su Yi sighed.
When Feng Ji was killed last time, the will power of the painter imprinted in Feng Ji's soul rushed directly into his sea of consciousness, and was counter-killed by the Nine Hells Sword, so it was easily destroyed.
Completely different from now.
Because the painter at the moment, although still a wisp of will brand, is manipulating the secret technique and using his own way, that kind of power only depends on Su Yi's own way, and is not an opponent at all.
This is also why Su Yi would delay the time before, and even anger the painter.
It's not that I really want to chat with such terrifying opponents, but to take this opportunity to detect the artist's reality and consume his willpower.
And when he started at this time, Su Yi immediately realized that the willpower of the painter is far inferior to the power of the avatar of the fisherman, the leader of the Galaxy God Sect!
It should be noted that, when facing the fisherman's Dao avatar by the side of the Samsara Pond, even if Su Yi used the power of the Nine Prisons Sword, he was suppressed to the point of lack of skill.
In the end, the willpower of the spectator who stayed in the sword of the world was awakened, and it was only then that he killed the fisherman's avenue clone in one fell swoop!
But now, the painter is just a ray of willpower, and naturally it is far from being comparable to the fisherman's avatar.
At least after blocking this blow, Su Yi was not injured!
When he realized this, Su Yi no longer had any worries. In the depths of those deep eyes, there was even a faint wariness surging.
Fighting against an opponent at the level of a painter, even if the opponent is just a ray of willpower, has already made Su Yi eager to try and full of expectations.
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The painter was indeed stunned.
Who is he?
The Patriarch of Huaxinzhai, the giant who made the heavens tremble in the depths of the starry sky.
Its status is enough to be called the headmaster of Jiutian Pavilion and the head of the Galaxy God Sect!
But now, a young boy interrupted him forcefully, scolding him that what he said was nothing but... bullshit!
The artist has not experienced this feeling for a long time.
For a while, I couldn't believe it.
"Have you ever met me?"
After a while, the painter asked.
His white clothes surpassed the snow, and he stood there with his hands behind his back, even if it was just a wisp of willpower, but the majesty of the arrogant shore still made the world tremble, the mountains and rivers were dejected, as if the supreme ruler was coming to the world!
Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said casually, "I did meet you when I killed a character named Feng Ji last time."
Will brand, and can not know each other.
Even the deity of the painter cannot sense the changes in the "will mark" he left behind.
In the final analysis, the will brand is not a clone of the Dao, but just a spirit that belongs to a cultivator.
"You killed Feng Ji..."
The painter's brows showed a hint of surprise, and he looked at Su Yi again.
Immediately, his pupils condensed.
The nineteen-year-old Xuanzhao realm emperor?
Also, can they kill Feng Ji, Fei Yunna and other mysterious characters? !
"It's really interesting!"
The artist showed interest.
Su Yi couldn't help laughing, and said, "You said the same thing when you killed the willpower you left in Feng Ji's soul last time."
The painter was surprised: "Really? If you say that, you must have an extremely powerful power, enough to resist and defuse my willpower attack, right?"
He was really surprised that the young robed youth in front of him was full of weirdness and strangeness, which made him also curious.
Su Yi said calmly: "Yes, because of this, I think you'd better not act rashly, lest even this brand of will be destroyed."
The painter took a deep look at Su Yi and said, "Don't worry, it's rare for me to meet an interesting little guy like you, and I won't kill you early."
Su Yi shook his head, "Wrong, I didn't want to wipe out your willpower immediately, so I gave you a chance to talk to me."
The painter frowned, and immediately smiled: "Only children are obsessed with arguing over words, that's all, since you say that, I will listen to you."
In those casual words, there was a gesture of overlooking, a look that was too lazy to care about the juniors.
However, this kind of behavior made Su Yi laugh for a while, and said, "It's just a force of will, and it's not your deity. Is it necessary to act like this?"
The smile on the artist's face faded.
From the beginning of the conversation, the young man in front of him showed a very strong attitude, as if he did not take him in his eyes, which made him feel slightly sullen.
"Since it's about my seat, do you know who I am?"
The painter said slowly.
While drinking, Su Yi said to himself, "Want to use your reputation to oppress me? Unfortunately, this time you have the wrong person."
He looked at the painter and said, "Perhaps you are in the depths of the starry sky and have a great reputation and power, but in my eyes, you are just a character who bullies the soft and fears the hard."
The artist couldn't help laughing, "Bull the soft and fear the hard? Little guy, are you sure you know who I am?"
There was disdain in his voice.
Su Yi said without hesitation, "Aren't you a defeated general under the watcher?"
The smile on the artist's face freezes
, the aura of the whole body became terrifying and monstrous, and the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers trembled violently.
And his eyes were staring at Su Yi like dazzling swords, "Who told you?!"
The voice is full of great majesty, and it is extremely compelling.
At this moment, Su Yi felt unprecedented pressure, almost suffocating.
Undoubtedly, the artist's Taoism is too terrifying, even if it is just a ray of willpower, it is incredibly powerful!
But as Su Yi communicated the power of his soul to the Nine Prisons Sword, the power that was oppressing him was immediately washed away!
The painter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally realized that what the young man in front of him said was true, he indeed had a power that was strong enough to fight against him!
Realizing this, the painter suddenly showed a warm smile, and slightly cupped his hands: "Before, I was clumsy, I dare to ask Xiaoyouzun's name, who is the teacher?"
Attitudes changed so fast, it was like flipping a book.
But this made Su Yi shudder.
An existence like a painter can be respected in the world with the sect master of the Galaxy God Sect and the Jiutian Pavilion, and is naturally powerful.
But he can take it and put it down, and put it away freely!
People like this are undoubtedly the most difficult and dangerous!
If you think about it, it is also true that although the Human World Viewer was so frightened that he could only hide, he was not able to cut off his head in the end. It is conceivable that this person is not simple.
Su Yi thought: "If you answer some questions, I don't mind telling you."
"Can."
The painter nodded with a smile.
Su Yi said: "What exactly are you planning to send your disciples to the Xuanhuang Star Realm?"
"These things, it's not a secret, it's okay to tell you."
The painter stretched out two fingers and said, "Two things, one is to explore the secret of reincarnation, and the other is to explore the power of the source of chaos in the Xuanhuang Star Realm, which is the so-called Xuanhuang Mother Qi."
Su Yi's heart trembled slightly, only then did he realize that Huaxinzhai, in addition to collecting Xuanhuang Mother Qi, was also exploring the secrets of reincarnation just like Jiutian Pavilion and Xinghe Divine Sect!
The painter asked with a smile, "Could it be that the little friend has refined some mysterious yellow mother energy? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist the 'law of nirvana' of my painting Xinzhai."
Undoubtedly, he suspects that Su Yi's ability to kill Feng Ji and Feiyun has something to do with refining Xuanhuang Mother Qi!
"I'm asking you a question."
Su Yi reminded.
Being treated like this made the artist unable to suppress the murderous intention in his heart, and even felt an unprecedented suffocation.
Putting it aside, let alone a character in the Xuanzhao Realm, he is a realm king-level character in the depths of the starry sky. If you dare to be a little disrespectful to him, you will be slapped to death by him!
But in the end, the artist held back.
He still smiled and said, "Just ask, little friend."
"Among the Huaxinzhai powerhouses who came to the Xuanhuang Star Realm, there was a woman with a very special identity, who was called 'Miss' by Feng Ji and the others..."
When Su Yigang said this, the painter's face changed quietly, and he couldn't help interrupting, "What's wrong with her?"
Su Yi suddenly realized that the artist was obviously a little nervous!
"Who is she?" Su Yi asked.
The artist was silent, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared little by little.
After a while, he raised his head, stared at Su Yi, his tone was calm with great majesty, and said, "You don't need to know her identity, but I can tell you clearly that if something happens to her, I will let this The world will be buried with him!"
boom!
The sky trembled, and the mountains and rivers shook violently.
The power of the painter at this moment is simply terrifying to the point of unimaginable.
In exchange for any mysterious and secluded realm character here,
I'm afraid that if you don't have time to struggle, you will be completely suppressed by that kind of power!
However, Su Yi was not affected.
His divine soul matched the breath of the Nine Prisons Sword, completely offsetting the pressure released from the painter.
"Is she your daughter?"
Su Yi said with great interest.
The painter was silent, his expression was uncertain, and he could not wait to take action immediately and destroy this kid!
Even an idiot can see that he doesn't want to talk about this at all, but this kid just doesn't open the pot and lift it!
"Is it your Taoist companion?"
Su Yi asked again.
The painter's forehead blue veins jumped, and he said blankly: "Enough! Do you really dare not kill people in this seat?"
He was obviously angry, and if he didn't hide it, the world suddenly fell into a terrifying atmosphere.
However, Su Yi smiled disapprovingly, "Don't be angry, I'm just curious, even if you don't answer, I'll check with her later when I see her."
Artist: "???"
This kid is actually playing her mind! ?
At this moment, the murderous intent in the painter's heart could no longer be suppressed, and it exploded completely.
"Little thing, you really damn!!"
The words were like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth.
And the painter's right hand sticks out, like a stroke of a brush, and slashes in the void.
boom!
A sky-splashing haze surged out, turned into a dazzling spear, and stabbed Su Yi through the air.
Just that kind of power pierced through the sky, causing the void where Su Yi was to be torn apart, collapsed and collapsed.
Seeing that Su Yi's figure was about to suffer, an obscure sword chant suddenly sounded.
The Qingying Sword roared and swept across the sky.
clang! ! !
The war spear was blocked by the sword's edge, and the two collided to burst out the power fluctuations that destroyed the sky and the earth.
And Su Yi's figure was smashed and flew out by this blow, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.
"Sure enough, it is not easy to clean up the willpower of this old thing if you are not in your own sea of consciousness."
Su Yi sighed.
When Feng Ji was killed last time, the will power of the painter imprinted in Feng Ji's soul rushed directly into his sea of consciousness, and was counter-killed by the Nine Hells Sword, so it was easily destroyed.
Completely different from now.
Because the painter at the moment, although still a wisp of will brand, is manipulating the secret technique and using his own way, that kind of power only depends on Su Yi's own way, and is not an opponent at all.
This is also why Su Yi would delay the time before, and even anger the painter.
It's not that I really want to chat with such terrifying opponents, but to take this opportunity to detect the artist's reality and consume his willpower.
And when he started at this time, Su Yi immediately realized that the willpower of the painter is far inferior to the power of the avatar of the fisherman, the leader of the Galaxy God Sect!
It should be noted that, when facing the fisherman's Dao avatar by the side of the Samsara Pond, even if Su Yi used the power of the Nine Prisons Sword, he was suppressed to the point of lack of skill.
In the end, the willpower of the spectator who stayed in the sword of the world was awakened, and it was only then that he killed the fisherman's avenue clone in one fell swoop!
But now, the painter is just a ray of willpower, and naturally it is far from being comparable to the fisherman's avatar.
At least after blocking this blow, Su Yi was not injured!
When he realized this, Su Yi no longer had any worries. In the depths of those deep eyes, there was even a faint wariness surging.
Fighting against an opponent at the level of a painter, even if the opponent is just a ray of willpower, has already made Su Yi eager to try and full of expectations.
The painter was indeed stunned. Who is he? The Patriarch of Huaxinzhai, the giant who made the heavens tremble in the depths of the starry sky. Its status is enough to be called the headmaster of Jiutian Pavilion and the head of the Galaxy God Sect! But now, a young boy interrupted him forcefully, scolding him that what he said was nothing but... bullshit! The artist has not experienced this feeling for a long time. For a while, I couldn't believe it. "Have you ever met me?" After a while, the painter asked. His white clothes surpassed the snow, and he stood there with his hands behind his back, even if it was just a wisp of willpower, but the majesty of the arrogant shore still made the world tremble, the mountains and rivers were dejected, as if the supreme ruler was coming to the world! Su Yi took out the jug, took a sip, and said casually, "I did meet you when I killed a character named Feng Ji last time." Will brand, and can not know each other. Even the deity of the painter cannot sense the changes in the "will mark" he left behind. In the final analysis, the will brand is not a clone of the Dao, but just a spirit that belongs to a cultivator. "You killed Feng Ji..." The painter's brows showed a hint of surprise, and he looked at Su Yi again. Immediately, his pupils condensed. The nineteen-year-old Xuanzhao realm emperor? Also, can they kill Feng Ji, Fei Yunna and other mysterious characters? ! "It's really interesting!" The artist showed interest. Su Yi couldn't help laughing, and said, "You said the same thing when you killed the willpower you left in Feng Ji's soul last time." The painter was surprised: "Really? If you say that, you must have an extremely powerful power, enough to resist and defuse my willpower attack, right?" He was really surprised that the young robed youth in front of him was full of weirdness and strangeness, which made him also curious. Su Yi said calmly: "Yes, because of this, I think you'd better not act rashly, lest even this brand of will be destroyed." The painter took a deep look at Su Yi and said, "Don't worry, it's rare for me to meet an interesting little guy like you, and I won't kill you early." Su Yi shook his head, "Wrong, I didn't want to wipe out your willpower immediately, so I gave you a chance to talk to me." The painter frowned, and immediately smiled: "Only children are obsessed with arguing over words, that's all, since you say that, I will listen to you." In those casual words, there was a gesture of overlooking, a look that was too lazy to care about the juniors. However, this kind of behavior made Su Yi laugh for a while, and said, "It's just a force of will, and it's not your deity. Is it necessary to act like this?" The smile on the artist's face faded. From the beginning of the conversation, the young man in front of him showed a very strong attitude, as if he did not take him in his eyes, which made him feel slightly sullen. "Since it's about my seat, do you know who I am?" The painter said slowly. While drinking, Su Yi said to himself, "Want to use your reputation to oppress me? Unfortunately, this time you have the wrong person." He looked at the painter and said, "Perhaps you are in the depths of the starry sky and have a great reputation and power, but in my eyes, you are just a character who bullies the soft and fears the hard." The artist couldn't help laughing, "Bull the soft and fear the hard? Little guy, are you sure you know who I am?" There was disdain in his voice. Su Yi said without hesitation, "Aren't you a defeated general under the watcher?" The smile on the artist's face freezes , the aura of the whole body became terrifying and monstrous, and the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers trembled violently. And his eyes were staring at Su Yi like dazzling swords, "Who told you?!" The voice is full of great majesty, and it is extremely compelling. At this moment, Su Yi felt unprecedented pressure, almost suffocating. Undoubtedly, the artist's Taoism is too terrifying, even if it is just a ray of willpower, it is incredibly powerful! But as Su Yi communicated the power of his soul to the Nine Prisons Sword, the power that was oppressing him was immediately washed away! The painter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally realized that what the young man in front of him said was true, he indeed had a power that was strong enough to fight against him! Realizing this, the painter suddenly showed a warm smile, and slightly cupped his hands: "Before, I was clumsy, I dare to ask Xiaoyouzun's name, who is the teacher?" Attitudes changed so fast, it was like flipping a book. But this made Su Yi shudder. An existence like a painter can be respected in the world with the sect master of the Galaxy God Sect and the Jiutian Pavilion, and is naturally powerful. But he can take it and put it down, and put it away freely! People like this are undoubtedly the most difficult and dangerous! If you think about it, it is also true that although the Human World Viewer was so frightened that he could only hide, he was not able to cut off his head in the end. It is conceivable that this person is not simple. Su Yi thought: "If you answer some questions, I don't mind telling you." "Can." The painter nodded with a smile. Su Yi said: "What exactly are you planning to send your disciples to the Xuanhuang Star Realm?" "These things, it's not a secret, it's okay to tell you." The painter stretched out two fingers and said, "Two things, one is to explore the secret of reincarnation, and the other is to explore the power of the source of chaos in the Xuanhuang Star Realm, which is the so-called Xuanhuang Mother Qi." Su Yi's heart trembled slightly, only then did he realize that Huaxinzhai, in addition to collecting Xuanhuang Mother Qi, was also exploring the secrets of reincarnation just like Jiutian Pavilion and Xinghe Divine Sect! The painter asked with a smile, "Could it be that the little friend has refined some mysterious yellow mother energy? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist the 'law of nirvana' of my painting Xinzhai." Undoubtedly, he suspects that Su Yi's ability to kill Feng Ji and Feiyun has something to do with refining Xuanhuang Mother Qi! "I'm asking you a question." Su Yi reminded. Being treated like this made the artist unable to suppress the murderous intention in his heart, and even felt an unprecedented suffocation. Putting it aside, let alone a character in the Xuanzhao Realm, he is a realm king-level character in the depths of the starry sky. If you dare to be a little disrespectful to him, you will be slapped to death by him! But in the end, the artist held back. He still smiled and said, "Just ask, little friend." "Among the Huaxinzhai powerhouses who came to the Xuanhuang Star Realm, there was a woman with a very special identity, who was called 'Miss' by Feng Ji and the others..." When Su Yigang said this, the painter's face changed quietly, and he couldn't help interrupting, "What's wrong with her?" Su Yi suddenly realized that the artist was obviously a little nervous! "Who is she?" Su Yi asked. The artist was silent, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared little by little. After a while, he raised his head, stared at Su Yi, his tone was calm with great majesty, and said, "You don't need to know her identity, but I can tell you clearly that if something happens to her, I will let this The world will be buried with him!" boom! The sky trembled, and the mountains and rivers shook violently. The power of the painter at this moment is simply terrifying to the point of unimaginable. In exchange for any mysterious and secluded realm character here, I'm afraid that if you don't have time to struggle, you will be completely suppressed by that kind of power! However, Su Yi was not affected. His divine soul matched the breath of the Nine Prisons Sword, completely offsetting the pressure released from the painter. "Is she your daughter?" Su Yi said with great interest. The painter was silent, his expression was uncertain, and he could not wait to take action immediately and destroy this kid! Even an idiot can see that he doesn't want to talk about this at all, but this kid just doesn't open the pot and lift it! "Is it your Taoist companion?" Su Yi asked again. The painter's forehead blue veins jumped, and he said blankly: "Enough! Do you really dare not kill people in this seat?" He was obviously angry, and if he didn't hide it, the world suddenly fell into a terrifying atmosphere. However, Su Yi smiled disapprovingly, "Don't be angry, I'm just curious, even if you don't answer, I'll check with her later when I see her." Artist: "???" This kid is actually playing her mind! ? At this moment, the murderous intent in the painter's heart could no longer be suppressed, and it exploded completely. "Little thing, you really damn!!" The words were like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth. And the painter's right hand sticks out, like a stroke of a brush, and slashes in the void. boom! A sky-splashing haze surged out, turned into a dazzling spear, and stabbed Su Yi through the air. Just that kind of power pierced through the sky, causing the void where Su Yi was to be torn apart, collapsed and collapsed. Seeing that Su Yi's figure was about to suffer, an obscure sword chant suddenly sounded. The Qingying Sword roared and swept across the sky. clang! ! ! The war spear was blocked by the sword's edge, and the two collided to burst out the power fluctuations that destroyed the sky and the earth. And Su Yi's figure was smashed and flew out by this blow, his whole body was churning with qi and blood, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood. "Sure enough, it is not easy to clean up the willpower of this old thing if you are not in your own sea of consciousness." Su Yi sighed. When Feng Ji was killed last time, the will power of the painter imprinted in Feng Ji's soul rushed directly into his sea of consciousness, and was counter-killed by the Nine Hells Sword, so it was easily destroyed. Completely different from now. Because the painter at the moment, although still a wisp of will brand, is manipulating the secret technique and using his own way, that kind of power only depends on Su Yi's own way, and is not an opponent at all. This is also why Su Yi would delay the time before, and even anger the painter. It's not that I really want to chat with such terrifying opponents, but to take this opportunity to detect the artist's reality and consume his willpower. And when he started at this time, Su Yi immediately realized that the willpower of the painter is far inferior to the power of the avatar of the fisherman, the leader of the Galaxy God Sect! It should be noted that, when facing the fisherman's Dao avatar by the side of the Samsara Pond, even if Su Yi used the power of the Nine Prisons Sword, he was suppressed to the point of lack of skill. In the end, the willpower of the spectator who stayed in the sword of the world was awakened, and it was only then that he killed the fisherman's avenue clone in one fell swoop! But now, the painter is just a ray of willpower, and naturally it is far from being comparable to the fisherman's avatar. At least after blocking this blow, Su Yi was not injured! When he realized this, Su Yi no longer had any worries. In the depths of those deep eyes, there was even a faint wariness surging. Fighting against an opponent at the level of a painter, even if the opponent is just a ray of willpower, has already made Su Yi eager to try and full of expectations.
