"That's all, I'll draw you an osmanthus tree."

He attracted the power of heaven and earth, injected it into Ma Liang's brush, and drew a sketch of an osmanthus tree on the wall. Although the painter's skill was average, as Ye Feng stopped painting, an astonishing scene appeared.

Buzz!

A brilliant light emerges.

Immediately afterwards.

An osmanthus tree with a fragrant fragrance grew from the ground, which was magical.

"It's amazing!"

"Is this the Midas touch of gold, the turning of painted objects into reality?"

"Could it be that Master Ye has become a saint?"

The melon-eaters were extremely shocked.

"good!"

Ye Feng sincerely praised the excellent function of Ma Liangbi and looked at the other couple.

"What do you want?"

The woman blushed and said sweetly: "Master Ye, I want a child, a big fat boy!"

The woman's husband immediately gritted his teeth and felt like there was grass growing on his head, but because the person in front of him was Ye Feng, he did not dare to get angry.

"Can."

Ye Feng attracted the power of heaven and earth and injected it into the sky-reflecting mirror, projecting a pale golden light that enveloped the couple and made them feel warm all over.

"oops!"

The woman found that her lower abdomen had swelled up, as if she had been pregnant for six months, and then continued to expand, reaching the conditions for giving birth.

"ah!"

The woman cried out in pain and unexpectedly gave birth to a big fat baby in the street, who looked very similar to the couple.

"This, this, this!"

The woman's husband was so shocked that he hesitated to speak.

He clearly remembered that he did not have the ability in that area, which resulted in the woman never being able to get pregnant.

Unexpectedly, I would be a father today!

"Don't worry, this is your child."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, nodded to everyone, and gradually walked away under the shocked eyes of countless people.

"Is this...is this really my child?"

The woman's husband looked at the big fat boy in the woman's arms as if he was in a dream.

…

Ye Feng left Baifu City.

He continued to use Ma Liang's pen and Yingtian mirror, and found that these two top-quality spiritual treasures had the ability to modify reality.

"This is a divine thing, it's really strong!"

Ye Feng couldn't help but praise.

Although these two treasures are only top-quality spiritual treasures, they can still play an extremely important role at critical moments.

…

Hanging Mountain.

Holy Mist and Holy Emperor Lingwei entered an ancient hall and sat cross-legged on an altar with serious expressions.

"Lingwei Holy Emperor, is this method really feasible?"

"Don't worry, Holy Mist. This method combines part of your soul and mine. With the help of the Altar of Destiny, you can definitely create an incarnation at the holy level. By then, it will be no problem to kill Ye Feng."

"Okay, let's get started!"

After some conversation, the two officially started.

They pointed their fingers between their eyebrows, pulled hard, pulled out one-tenth of their souls, and poured it into the altar.

As time went by, a stalwart figure gradually took shape, exuding the terrifying aura of entering the holy realm, and almost shattered the hall.

"It's really strong!"

"Hahaha... Ye Feng, your death has come!"

Wu Sheng looked at this figure and couldn't help laughing wildly.

The Holy Emperor Lingwei on the side raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile.
Chapter completed!