Early the next morning, Mansha and the others got up and went to say goodbye to Junfeng's family, and then they went to the patriarch's mansion to say goodbye.

After seeing Mansha and the others leave, Huamofeng sighed, and then his voice resounded throughout the Danqing Valley: "From today onwards, my Danqing Valley will be closed for a hundred years, and no one will be allowed to go out, and another discussion will be held after a hundred years." ”

After speaking, the painting ink wind spread out his palm, and a piece of jade that looked very old and broken appeared in his hand, and then the piece of jade floated on the palm of the painting ink wind, and slowly began to rotate. At the same time as this piece of jade rotated, beams of light flew from all directions of the entire Danqing Valley, and all of them were absorbed into the jade.

Those beams of light were all drawn from the black jade wrench fingers that were similar to the ones that Jun Yisheng opened the hidden immortal barrier in the valley yesterday. The broken jade in the hand of the painting ink wind is the true Luo Shu rubbing, which is passed down from generation to generation by each patriarch, and the black jade wrenches used to enter and exit the valley are just runes mapped by the patriarch of the painting clan with mana. Now that Ink Wind has decided to close the valley, he has taken back all these mana runes.

Mansha and his party naturally didn't know what was going on in the painting clan, and the seven of them rode in the carriage they came, slowly moving away from this mysterious valley.

The carriage had been traveling for about an hour, and Cang Wunian suddenly asked, "Mother, where are we going next?" Do you want to go back to Luolie Island?"

Mansa hesitated, but finally nodded.

"But Your Majesty, when we came, we still needed to pass through the Blood Jade Altar, and now that we have almost no mana, how can we go back?" An Ruyue asked distressedly.

Mansha smiled helplessly and shook her head: "You stupid girl, since you are here, there is naturally a way to go back." Don't forget, no matter how bad it is, this king is also the king of Shura, this king only needs to use the forbidden art, and the high priest and the great elders will open the blood jade altar, and we will be directly teleported back at that time. ”

"Mother is going to use the Soul Burning Spell?" asked Cang Wunian with some confusion.

"It's just activation, not really activation. After all, it still takes a certain amount of time for the Soul Burning Spell to burn the soul, but as long as I urge the spell and I am not in a hurry to activate it, it will not cause damage to my three souls and seven spirits, at most it will be weak for a while. Mansha smiled and comforted.

Cang Wunian nodded at this time. The Soul Burning Spell is a forbidden technique of the Shura royal family, and he will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary, as for Mansha's statement, he knows it, so he is not worried.

While the three of them were talking, the guard who was driving the carriage suddenly stopped, and then he said in a somewhat eager tone: "Your Majesty, for some reason, this weather has suddenly become strange. ”

When Mansha heard this, he hurriedly lifted the curtain in the carriage and looked out the window. Sure enough, when the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear when they first came out of the valley, a thick black fog appeared in the distance of the sky, and the black fog seemed to be constantly moving towards them.

"What's going on?" An Ruyue also saw the abnormality in the sky and asked in surprise.

To say that this black fog is indeed strange, it is not like the usual dark clouds when it rains, there is neither lightning nor thunder, but the black pressure is inexplicably depressing.

It didn't take long for the black mist to reach the top of Mansha's group, and everyone's eyes became dark.

"What the hell is this, how can it block out the sun so tightly?" the chariot guard was shocked.

Cang Wunian frowned slightly, he always felt that where had he seen this strange thing, where was it?

Just as Cang Wunian frowned and pondered, the sight in front of them gradually became clear again, and the sunlight illuminated the entire land again.

"Eh, that black fog is gone. An Ruyue looked at the direction where the black fog was gone, and said something sneeringly.

"It's not good, turn around quickly, the painter clan is in danger!" Cang Wunian suddenly shouted. In more than three years, his mood had never been so agitated, and at this time he only felt that something was surging in his heart, and that emotion seemed to be anger.

"Nian'er, what's wrong with you?" Mansha stared at the sudden change in front of him in surprise, although his expression was still indifferent at this time, but the tone of his voice just now did not have a cold feeling.

"That's the Demon Clan, and the direction they are going in is Danqing Valley. It's a long story, and we're going back now, and we have to find a way to stop them. Cang Wunian took a deep breath, and his tone returned to his previous indifference.

When Mansha heard the word "demon", his pupils shrank unconsciously. If it weren't for the demons, how could her child become what it is today.

A wave of hatred spread rapidly in Mansha's heart, and then she no longer hesitated, and shouted to the guards outside the car: "Turn around immediately and go to Danqing Valley!"