All this is said slowly, but in fact, from the time when the painting ink wind took Jun Yixuan and the three of them left the valley mouth and came to the Danqing Pond, to the five people being swept into the cracks of the stone wall by the painting ink wind, and then to the painting ink wind flashing back to the valley mouth, it was only a cup of tea.

"Patriarch, can the painting be sent away?" Hua Chen hurriedly asked when he saw the painting ink wind coming back.

Painting Mofeng nodded: "The five of them have been sent away by me, how is the situation now?"

"The group of dark shadow troops outside suddenly stopped attacking for some reason. We've just had a little respite. Jun Feng said with a tired face.

As soon as Jun Feng's words fell, Xuan Tuo's Mu Ran's voice suddenly came from outside the immortal barrier: "I heard that this immortal barrier needs to be opened with the mana runes on the Luo Shu rubbing. A rubbing piece can have this miraculous effect, I wonder what kind of power the Vena fragment in Ben Jiang's hand will be?"

As soon as Xuan Tuo's words came out, the faces of the painter Mofeng and the others suddenly changed greatly.

The Luo Shu fragment? The Shura clan actually has the Luo Shu fragment? You must know that the rubbing in the hands of the painting ink wind is just something that is copied according to the original content of the Luo Shu fragment, and it is just a rubbing. And the Vena fragment is really part of the original complete Vena Shu.

In ancient times, the human emperor Fuxi left a treasure between heaven and earth, that is, the invention and creation of Bagua, which later evolved into the Book of Changes, and then there was Qimen Dunjia. And the source of Fu Xi's perception of creating gossip is the river map on the Yellow River Dragon Horse and the Luo Book on the shell of the Luohe God Turtle. Later, Hetu fell into the hands of Dayu, and Luoshu has always been owned by the descendants of Fuxi.

It's just that what Hua Mofeng and the others can't understand is that even if the turtle shell engraved with Luo Shu has been shattered after countless thousands of years, the fragments in it really shouldn't fall into the hands of the Shura clan.

The immortal barrier of Danqing Valley is the handwriting of the descendants of Fuxi, although the Qimen Dunjia perfected in later generations is complex and changeable, but it is not separated from its ancestry, as one of the sources of gossip, Luo Shu can be said to be the key to open any weird formation.

Now the immortal barrier that can be opened at will just by virtue of the Luo Shu rubbing, how can it still have any power in front of the fragments of the real ancient treasure Luo Shu?

Just when everyone in the painting clan was shocked, a blue-black fragment had been suspended in Xuan Tuo's hand, and the fragment exuded a faint golden light. Then the light slowly spread, transforming into ancient and mysterious runes, and the runes seemed to be inlaid on the immortal barrier by nature, and quickly flew towards the surface of the immortal barrier.

At this time, Mansha and his party hurriedly drove towards the entrance of Danqing Valley, and they could already see the surrounding valley at the entrance from afar.

"Your Majesty, you can already see the entrance. The black mist from before stayed above the valley mouth. It's just that for some reason, I can vaguely see the fairy barrier at the mouth of the valley emitting a strange light. The guard in the car shouted.

Hearing this, Cang Wunian's eyes narrowed slightly, could it be that the demon clan had found a way to open the hidden immortal barrier in Danqing Valley? Impossible, it was an immortal barrier that could only be opened with the runes of the Luo Shu rubbing, and if the mana was not enough, even if there was a rubbing, it would be useless.

While thinking about it, the carriage was getting closer and closer to the valley mouth, and the rune light on the immortal barrier was becoming clearer and clearer. Cang Wunian couldn't help but lift the curtain and look around, his gaze only swept over the body of the group of black shadow troops, and then stared at the small blue-black fragment suspended in Xuan Tuo's hand, as well as the runes that emitted from the fragment and shot into the immortal barrier.

Cang Wunian's mind froze instantly, as if the rune had shocked his soul at this moment. Many tattered and unclear pictures flickered in Cang Wunian's mind, but he couldn't see or capture any of them.

Seeing that there was something wrong with Cang Wunian's face, Mansha didn't care if the army in the distance was sent by the demons, she grabbed Cang Wunian's body and asked anxiously, "Nian'er, Nian'er, what's wrong with you?"

Cang Wunian didn't speak, he was still immersed in his messy mind. An Ruyue on the side exclaimed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is a team of black shadows that seems to be coming towards us. ”

Mansha didn't have time to think about it, and shouted to the guards outside, "Hurry up, get out of here." ”

The guards had already turned the carriage around long before Mansha gave the order, and the dark shadow team was menacing, obviously aimed at them, and they were now unable to protect themselves, how could they take care of the safety of the painting clan.

Cang Wunian pulled the curtain in the car window violently, turned his head and stared at the immortal barrier in the distance, and when Danqing Gukou was about to disappear from his sight, there was a dull roar from the immortal barrier, and countless rune brilliance exploded like fireworks blooming in the night sky.

"Ah...... Ah......h

"Nian'er, Nian'er, what's wrong with you?Nian'er, do you say something......" Mansha's heart was like a knife, and she held Cang Wunian in her arms, but no matter how she called his name, Cang Wunian just didn't speak, just kept struggling in pain, screaming.

"Your Majesty, the little prince seems to have had a headache before, but he has never been so miserable as he is today. An Ruyue said with an anxious face.

"Ah......h

With Cang Wunian's last frantic roar, he seemed to be unable to withstand the invasion of the messy and dense broken images in his mind any longer, and finally fainted with a pale face.

At the same time, the painting ink wind and the others in Danqing Valley also constricted their pupils violently at the moment when the immortal barrier was broken.

"Hahahaha......" Xuan Tuomu said with a cruel laugh in mid-air, "This painting clan's hidden immortal barrier, but that's it!"

Painting Mofeng took a deep breath, slowly stood up straight, and said in a deep voice: "All the clansmen listen to the order, today is death, and they will fight these cruel Shura to the end!"

All the people present who were still awake were desperately getting up from the ground, their eyes full of hatred and anger.

"Fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

......

Xuan Tuo indifferently looked down at the angry painter in front of him, there was only numbness in his dark and godless eyes, he was already condescending, and the enthusiastic painter seemed to be like a group of ants in his eyes at this time.

"Kill! except for that little girl, the rest will not be left!" As his last word came out of his mouth coldly, Xuan Tuo's right hand waved slightly, and the army of black shadows behind him attacked the Danqing Valley in unison.

For a while, roars, screams, angry scolding, and cries resounded throughout the entire Danqing Valley, echoing for a long time......