The spiritual power carried the tiny insect down and landed on Xi Yue's clothes.
On this side, Ji Mingyu, who was originally holding Xi Yue's hand and painting, paused, his eyes narrowed, emitting a dangerous light.
Xi Yue raised her lips slightly, glanced at the hem of her clothes on the left, and said with a sigh, "Yun Feifei is a lady from a wealthy family, how could she only use such despicable and low-brow methods?"
Ji Mingyu lightly tapped his finger, and the little red bug floated up involuntarily and landed in his palm.
But all this was done silently. From what Yun Feifei and Yue Tingyuan saw, they didn't even notice that the bug on Xiyue's clothes had disappeared.
Ji Mingyu slowly stroked the surface of the Luanfei, making this insect without five senses feel threatened and tremble.
"Xi'er, what do you want to do?"
Xi Yue looked up at Ji Mingyu and winked playfully, "Of course, I'll give him a taste of his own medicine."
As she spoke, she had some silver powder in her hand, and she lightly wiped it on the surface of the red bug, and said with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Ji, please send the things back as they are."
"Naughty!" Ji Mingyu scratched her forehead, and with a flick of his hand, the little bug disappeared in front of the two of them, and appeared silently next to the back of Yun Feifei's collar.
As time goes by, the aura of Luan Fei will slowly dissipate, and by then Yun Feifei will definitely taste the consequences of "harming others will always hurt yourself".
As for the silver powder that Xi Yue had just applied, it doubled the effectiveness of the Luan Fei.
After all, judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power, it was Yue Tingyuan who sent Luan Fei here. Since he is helping the tyrant, how can he not bear the consequences together
The last set of spiritual drawings by Xi Yue and Yun Feifei ended with an undercurrent.
The activation and display of the spirit is the moment that everyone looks forward to most in this competition.
Yun Feifei made a signal to Yue Tingyuan, and Yue Tingyuan immediately folded his hands and slowly condensed two balls of red and blue spiritual power in his palms.
Yue Tingyuan was a cultivator with dual spiritual roots of water and fire. The aura he emanated from the spiritual energy he had condensed with all his strength made everyone in the square nervous and feel an inexplicable pressure.
Among the cultivators watching the battle in the square, there were also cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, who believed that their cultivation was no worse than Yue Tingyuan's.
However, when such spiritual pressure was released, their faces turned pale.
I can only sigh that there is no false reputation under such a great name.
After Yue Tingyuan condensed the spirit power ball, he raised his hand and the spirit power ball fell on the huge talisman paper that Yun Feifei had just drawn.
Everyone saw a colorful light flashing, and then the talisman paper covered with various strange patterns began to burn.
As the talisman paper slowly disappeared, a fairyland-like valley began to appear before everyone's eyes.
Flowers are in full bloom, birds are singing, waterfalls are flowing, and the blue lake is like a mirror.
Next to the green lake, a woman in white with long hair fluttering in the wind dances gracefully, adding a touch of beauty and mystery to the valley.
Everyone in the square gasped as they looked at the magnificent valley scene.
Because the illusion was too beautiful and too real.
Especially the woman in white, although her appearance could not be seen clearly, she looked somewhat similar to Yun Feifei, her dancing movements were so lifelike, and even her cold temperament was clearly visible. (To be continued)