Divine Child System

Linghu's body was more than five times bigger than Ye Meng.

Ye Meng held it as if he was holding a small hill, looking indescribably funny.

However, no one was amused by those present.

The scene before him was really shocking. A six-year-old baby could burst out with such a powerful force, completely beyond everyone's expectations!

After a long while of shock, Ji Zizai reacted.

He stood up with a loud noise.

"This doesn't count, this is not a way of painting!"

A game that I thought was inevitable, but was broken by Ye Meng's strength. In fright, Ji Zizai, the dignified demon expert, couldn't calm down!

"Isn't it?"

Ye Meng curled his lips when he heard the words.

Immediately, his free right hand suddenly raised!

The wrist was in the void and moved quickly.

"What is he doing?"

Upon seeing this, Ji Zi was shocked and uncertain.

After fighting for three matches, Ye Meng had already overturned his expectations again and again.

Up to now, Ji Zizai didn't dare to look down at Ye Meng anymore. Anything Ye Meng did would make him suspicious for a long time.

The disciples of Hundred Flower Sect and Luo Mei Sect were also puzzled.

No one can figure it out, what is Ye Meng doing again?

Especially, he is holding a spirit tiger in his hand, but his right hand is writing and drawing in the air.

"Could it be that the big brother is painting? Using the finger as a pen to gather in the air?"

"Don't be bullshit, even the real master of painting art in Linkong Juhua may not be able to do it. Although the big brother is powerful, he can't be better than the master of painting art, right?"

"What is the big brother doing?"

"This...I don't know, I only know that the big brother must have no ulterior motives!"

"Aren't you nonsense!"

The disciples of the Hundred Flower Sect began to talk in a low voice, and their expressions were confused and puzzled.

When the disciples of Baihua Sect were discussing, the disciples of Luo Meizong also began to whisper.

"Is this kid posing?"

"Nine out of ten, this is the case. Grandmaster Wu Daozi, the number one master of painting in the neon light world, can't even gather painting in the empty space. Can he do it as a kid?"

"But what good is it for him to act like this?"

"Who knows, maybe he thinks that there is no master of painting and wants to fool us? When that happens, he will say that he has painted, and it is a way of painting to destroy the spirit of gathering energy!"

"No, is this kid so insidious?"

Unlike the disciples of Baihuazong, most of the disciples of Luo Meizong showed contempt.

Obviously, they all thought Ye Meng was pretending.

"I want to see how you get through it!"

Ji Zizai looked at it for a moment, and sneered inwardly.

Ye Meng's wrists danced continuously, but no vision appeared in the void, no wonder Ji Zizai thought about it like this.

After a while, Ye Meng retracted his wrist, and a smile appeared on his small face.

"It's done!"

When everyone heard the words, their eyes widened, and they were puzzled.

What has become?

After a breath, there was a glimmer of golden light in the void that was originally empty!

"Something really shows up?"

Everyone was taken aback, knowing that most people thought Ye Meng was just pretending.

But who knows, there is a real vision in the void!

As the golden light flashed by, a beautiful picture slowly unfolded in the void!

"Hi! Linkong Juhua, this is Linkong Juhua!"

The people couldn't help taking a breath. Although they are not proficient in painting, they have all heard of the legendary realm of painting, Linkong Juhua.