Doutu Continent

It kills me.

Even though the blood stained on the original painting of "A Picture of Misty Rain in Weilong City" was purified by the thunder of heaven, the barrier that sealed the entire city during the inheritance of the painting saint still exists, and it will not disappear for three days and three nights.

In the past, in order to obtain the inheritance, Dou Tushi had to arrive at Weilong City in advance, and the latecomers were imprisoned outside the city and could not enter, so they could not participate in the inheritance.This used to be a good thing for them, without competitors, but now the mood is completely opposite.

The drizzle fell from the sky, it was no longer icy cold and numb to the limbs, but it was not as warm as Gong Yangyi described.

It seems that because the inheritance was interrupted in the middle, the painting was disturbed by internal and external parties, and it was on the verge of chaos and collapse, waiting to be restarted and restored to its original appearance.

But no one dares to start this inheritance again, and no one can guarantee what will happen if they do so.

The emergence of the Moqin people who had disappeared for 300 years made many painters who grew up listening to this history, after experiencing the blood-stained scrolls, feel like a frightened bird, avoiding this painting like a snake and a scorpion.

Countless people who were ejected from the world in the painting reunited with their companions with scars all over their bodies, rejoicing that they survived the catastrophe.But more wounded need treatment, and the medical resources in the city can't meet the demand at all. They urgently need to be transferred to the outside world and sent to nearby cities for treatment.

This barrier became a gully between them and the outside world.

Holding the finishing touch pen, Gu Qingzhou, as Ye Mofan, spread his consciousness to the edge of the whole city, and also discovered this problem.His consciousness was blocked in the city and could not extend outside.Outside the transparent barrier, hundreds of fighters had already gathered at the gate of the city, trying to break the barrier.

They must have heard the wailing and screams everywhere in the city, saw the evil spirits and evil spirits biting each other all over the sky in the enchantment, and came here when they knew something happened in Weilong City.

Gu Qingzhou's consciousness touches the edge of the enchantment, and he can still see the fighting masters who have heard the news to join in the action. They gather their strength and try to concentrate in one place to break the enchantment, but the highest level of everyone is only the second-rank painter. How could the painting saint's enchantment be broken so easily?

Among the crowd of map masters outside, Gu Qingzhou's consciousness quickly captured a person.The other party was too conspicuous, and the icy aura around him made him incompatible with everyone.

——Gong Shuo.

Even though anxiety or other emotions appeared on everyone's faces, he was still expressionless, with a pair of emotionless eyes that could not reveal any inner emotions.

If he hadn't gathered his power in one place like everyone else, and released the finishing touch skill to break the barrier, just looking at his expression, it is really impossible to think of what he is doing.

Seeing this familiar figure in the crowd, Gu Qingzhou subconsciously withdrew his consciousness, feeling guilty.

The other party finally got rid of all his misunderstandings and came to Weilong City, but was blocked by the barrier and could not enter the city.

Gu Qingzhou holds a five-color finishing pen, which makes it easy to detect the opponent's cultivation.So Gong Shuo is already a junior painter?It is worthy of being born in a palace family with a painting master in charge. Considering the other party's age, even in a family of painting circles, he can be said to be the true pride of heaven.

But Gu Qingzhou only thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that he had just been promoted to a peak painter.

Even if he takes off the mask and turns back into himself, without the power of the five-color finishing brush, he is still two levels above the opponent.

Gu Qingzhou stopped thinking about the opponent and concentrated on dealing with the barrier.

The effect of this light wall is soft, and it has no harm to both sides of the enchantment. It is only used for isolation treatment, but it is this barrier that has become a problem in the eyes of everyone.

Gu Qingzhou was also in trouble.None of the paintings he has mastered is aimed at the current situation.It seems that the only way to break it is with brute force!

The five-color finishing pen has not been used for 300 years. It absorbs the aura of heaven and earth and accumulates a lot of energy. As a painter, he can use the painting ground that only a painter can use.

Gu Qingzhou's consciousness covers the entire city, and he feels that he is under the blessing of this treasure, but trying to forcefully break the barrier is not a dream.

After all, Huasheng Lu set up this enchantment only to lock the city full of smoke and rain and benefit everyone in the city, not to the standard of sealing the Demon Qin Realm.

Even so, the enchantment under the painted holy cloth is also unusually strong. Under his first trial, there were only a few ripples, and there was no ups and downs.Not the slightest sign of damage.

Gu Qingzhou raised the pen and continued to press the five-color finishing pen to release more spiritual power.

At this moment, he felt powerless, and there was a limit to how the pinnacle artist could be enhanced.As a result of his forceful urging, this treasure began to absorb his cultivation and energy.

In just a moment, Gu Qingzhou felt his body being hollowed out, as if he had returned to the night when he was taken away, feeling extremely weak.

The corner of his mouth began to bleed, and his vision became blurred.

But the barrier hadn't been broken yet, so he still had to persevere.

The consciousness of being in close contact with the barrier told him that with his current strength alone, he could not break the opponent, and more energy was needed.

But Gu Qingzhou had to stop, because his whole body was giving strong feedback of danger signals, warning him that if he insisted on continuing, he would lose his life.

Gu Qingzhou was not reconciled, and reason told him that he could not go his own way, but if he couldn't push himself, he would be exhausted. If he really had to wait for three days, the enchantment would disappear automatically.

At this moment, Gu Qingzhou suddenly felt that there was something in his badge that couldn't wait to pop out.

He pressed his finger on the badge, and took out the abnormal thing. It was a wooden box—a wooden box engraved with four dragons.

During this period of time, it greedily sucked a lot of his blood, so that he had to change his diet every day.

I thought it was my ancestors who set up such a lock-picking mechanism that almost killed him in order to prevent outsiders from getting this treasure. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the four dragons on the wooden box all flew out of the box alive.Around him and the five-color finishing pen.

A dragon quickly wrapped around the pen and disappeared. Gu Qingzhou suddenly felt that the suction in his hand was much weaker. The five-color finishing pen no longer sucked the vitality from his body, but was sacrificed by the dragon. Feed half full.

After that, the second dragon also got into the pen and disappeared before his eyes.

When the third dragon roared and hit the pen holder, Gu Qingzhou felt that the five-color finishing pen was fed.

If it weren't for being unable to make a sound, he would even hear the other party's hiccup.

The fourth dragon was not reckless, but circled around him and the pen, like a living legendary creature with the ability to think.

This dragon did not follow in the footsteps of its companions, but a divine dragon swayed its tail, and half of the dragon body slapped Gu Qingzhou on the forehead, almost knocking off his mask.

Fortunately, that strong sense of shock only existed in Gu Qingzhou's sea of ​​consciousness, and it was not an actual external force, which didn't make him directly explode his vest.

Gu Qingzhou only felt that the symptoms of extreme physical discomfort were fading, but his body was so depleted that he still felt uncomfortable.

Can't wait any longer!In the blink of an eye, he felt the hunger from the five-color finishing pen again, from very full to eighty percent.

It can be seen that stimulating this pen to perform at a higher level requires a huge amount of consumption every minute and every second, and he can't change more dragons to replenish energy.

Even the spiritual power stored in the pen for 300 years could not be maintained, and he could no longer satisfy it.

Gu Qingzhou thought for a moment, no wonder the ancestors of the Gu family warned future generations that only those who become masters of painting can use this brush.

Back then, the painter used the pen to seal the alien world, which must have emptied the energy stored in it for an unknown number of years.

The ancestors of the Gu family didn't know how long it would take for their descendants to use this treasure.In order to protect future generations from being sucked dry by this sum, a boundary restriction was simply added, and this carved dragon wooden box was made as a double insurance to prevent future generations from committing suicide.

Just like Gu Qingzhou is now, a painter playing such a big scene...

Gu Qingzhou didn't care about wiping off the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and kept urging the maximum energy that the five-color finishing touch pen could release, and ruthlessly tapped it on the enchantment.

He precisely pointed at a place where the outside map masters concentrated their attacks.The enchantment that was originally unmoved finally reacted.

Ka-cha-cha-cha-cha...

The enchantment made a cracking sound and shattered under his powerful offensive!

As soon as the enchantment was broken, Gu Qingzhou immediately stopped injecting cultivation into the five-color finishing brush, and his body was clearly protesting to him.

Shocking cheers erupted from inside and outside the city.Compared with the Doutushi outside the city who didn't know who made the move, there have been countless voices calling the same name in the city.

"Ye Mofan!"

"It's Ye Mofan! He did it—"

"The enchantment is broken! We are saved!"

"Ye Mofan, I want to have a baby with you!"

It would be more perfect if the voice that shouted so loudly wasn't a rough man.

There was joy everywhere in the city, and the Doutu masters outside the city were finally able to enter the city smoothly after the barrier that hindered them disappeared.

Once the barrier was broken, the sky in Weilong City became brighter. It was already morning, and the sun had just risen, dispelling the haze in people's hearts.

The only corner of Gu Qingzhou's mouth exposed under the mask was slightly upturned, and he was smiling.

The little dragon that patted him with its tail was still lingering around him and did not leave.Start to circle around the five-color finishing touch pen and the carved dragon box.

Responding to its suggestion, Gu Qingzhou put the pen back into the wooden box, and the dragon nodded at him with satisfaction and flew back to the box.

Holding the box, Gu Qingzhou leaned in front of him for a closer look, and found that of the four dragons on the wooden box, only one eyeball was left with color, and the others were in an unfinished state, just like the first time he saw this wooden box same time.

Now, Gu Qingzhou no longer slandered his ancestors for asking for blood transfusions from their offspring, the ancestors were wise and mighty!

After Gu Qingzhou put the box containing the treasure into the badge, he suddenly felt a heart palpitation, and his first life map started to frantically call the police, reminding him that there was a deadly malice attacking him.

Gu Qingzhou followed the reminder of his natal chart and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, in the twilight of the morning, an eye symbol hovered over Weilong City.

If it hadn't been for the first book of life and spirituality to draw a conspicuous red circle around it to mark it out, Gu Qingzhou would have easily overlooked it even if he looked carefully.

"What the hell is this?" He thought of pressing his finger on the wooden box and receiving some information that he didn't fully understand yet.

The eye symbol floated in the sky, and disappeared in just a few breaths, and the warning of the natal chart also stopped.Although Gu Qingzhou felt the obvious killing intent, he felt that this time was different from the past.It seemed to be looking for something, and what it was looking for was more important to it than killing him.

Is it a five-color finishing touch pen?

Before touching this treasure, Gu Qingzhou obtained a video of the birth of the painting way through the wooden box.Among the two dragons in the allusion, one flies into another world and takes root in the ink pool. It seems to have borrowed the power of the ink lotus in the pool to obtain the body of a person from another world.

The other one has become an eye symbol in the world of nothingness.

Now it appears in the world of fighting pictures, which means that in the passage of thousands of years, it has found a way to get out of trouble and returned to its birthplace, but it still has not recovered its dragon body, and it is still a symbol assimilated by another world.

"It has killing intent for me." Gu Qingzhou clearly felt this. This eye symbol, nine times out of ten, came for the five-color finishing pen. Fortunately, before it appeared, he had already locked the pen in the wooden box. Earning badge, isolated in storage.Make the other party unable to feel the breath of this treasure, and return in vain.

However, this incident also reminded Gu Qingzhou, and the strong sense of crisis made him alert.

"Its power is not strong, it is very weak." Gu Qingzhou analyzed, "But it still has more power than me as a painter."

If he holds a five-color finishing pen, with the blessing of this treasure, the other party may not necessarily be his opponent.

Gu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief.Such a big scene today is rare.When the news about what happened in Weilong City spread, he had a premonition that he would be able to become the master of painting smoothly.At that time, he will hold the five-color finishing pen again, and his strength will be very different from now.

I only hope that this treasure can absorb the surrounding spiritual power faster, and quickly fill its appetite.

As soon as he relaxed, Gu Qingzhou felt a constant sense of weakness.

It's not easy to be a hero.

He took off his mask, took off the outermost Moyuan Xuanfu, and stuffed it into the badge to hide Ye Mofan's vest.

In order not to expose his identity, he deliberately chose an open space with no one around, which is also convenient for him to change clothes now.But because too many people came in from outside the city, he was no longer the only one in this secluded place he had chosen.

Gu Qingzhou had just checked whether there was anything wrong with his attire when he heard footsteps coming towards him.

The sound of footsteps was messy, but it belonged to only one person.

Gu Qingzhou has changed back to himself.After doing all this, the mental relaxation made him feel completely exhausted.

His body couldn't hold on anymore, he half-kneeled on the ground, half-closed his eyes, and turned to look in the direction of the footsteps.

A figure stopped in front of him.

"Gu Qingzhou!" The visitor said.

His eyes were blurred, Gu Qingzhou couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and even the voice seemed to come from a distant mountain, echoing in his ears constantly.

"Gu Qingzhou, I caught you!"

The visitor held his hand tightly, and Gu Qingzhou felt warm liquid gushing out from the other's palm.

This is... the blood flowing from the wound.

The opponent's palm is hurt.

This discovery made Gu Qingzhou's heart sink.Finally heard the other party say:

"You're in my hands again."

The author has something to say:

I finally made it to the weekend, and I can take a good rest. This week's recovery day will be updated~

Gong Shuo: Finally it's my turn to play. (Indifferent face.jpg)