Chapter 978： World in painting

In the valley, Ye Meng spread his feet and ran wildly.

All this fell in Zi Mo'er's eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became more obvious.

"Wait a moment, this kid has to lose if he doesn't lose!"

There is no doubt that mountains and rivers can trap people, this can be seen from the valley where Ye Meng is trapped.

Generally, Wuxiu faints completely after being trapped for dozens of breaths.

Zi Mo'er didn't dare to underestimate Ye Meng's strength. She felt that it would probably take half a time for Ye Meng to faint.

"It seems that Zi Mo'er is better at it!"

"Although the child of Baihuazong is powerful, but after all he is young, it is normal to lose to Zi Mo'er!"

"Zi Mo'er is the strongest genius in the history of Jiujue Valley.

"That said, this year's Hundred Flowers Sect is still at the bottom, but I don't know who Ling Xi, Chu Jingyu, and Zi Mo'er are better!"

"No accident, it's Ling Xi, Chu Jingyu and Zi Mo'er's cultivation base is still lower."

After seeing Ye Meng being trapped, the disciples of each school started talking in a low voice.

On the main seat, Special Envoy Wu sighed.

"This kid is rare. The envoy Zi Mo'er has also heard of it. He is the top genius in the neon light world. It is not ashamed to lose to her!"

Hearing the words of Special Envoy Wu, Yan Nuo and others nodded.

For this result, they were not too surprised.

After all, Ye Meng was magical, but he was a little younger. After he grew up, Zi Mo'er would no longer be his opponent.

Ling Xi and Chu Jingyu did not change their expressions.

Long before the Four Great Competitions, they knew that this time it would definitely be a confrontation between Zi Mo'er and them.

Now, Zi Mo'er is nothing more than bringing Dabi back on track.

Bai Huazong's face was a little sad, but they didn't expect that they would still be at the bottom in the end.

"This year's performance has far exceeded my expectations. Don't be frustrated!"

Seeing this, the lord Hua Nishang said slowly.

After hearing what Hua Nishang said, the disciples of the Hundred Flower Sect felt a little better.

Just when everyone thought that Ye Meng was already defeated, Zi Mo'er's expression changed drastically.

She widened her eyes and looked at the picture scroll incredulously.

On the scroll, a cluster of ink bamboo that was originally painted in the valley disappeared!

"What's happening here?"

Zi Mo'er suddenly felt something bad in her heart.

Although she didn't know what happened, she didn't need to think about it. It must have something to do with Ye Meng.

"Impossible, even if this kid destroys the valley in a mess, it is impossible to affect the mountain and river map!"

Just like Zi Mo'er thought, the people trapped in the valley, even if the entire valley is destroyed, will not affect the landscape.

After all, the valley is the world in the painting, an illusory spiritual force.

Unless there is a possibility, it will affect the mountain and river map itself, that is, the people trapped in the world in the painting will make the valley disappear completely.

In the valley, Ye Meng took a couple of mouthfuls and ate the Mozhu clean.

Immediately afterwards, he placed the target on the surrounding rocks!

With Ye Meng's current devouring speed, even the largest mountain, he could finish it in a moment.

Therefore, the valley that besieged him quickly disappeared little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye!

In Ye Meng's painting, the world eats a lot of food, and the consequence is that the things painted on the landscape paintings seem to have been erased out of thin air.